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Dark Horizon Approaching
01:50
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2. |
A Dogma to Burn
05:58
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In whose name do you wake up?
Preconceptions, orders
In whose name do you get to work?
Judgments, decrees
Worth it? be guided?
Is that right? let them do it for you?
Someone else is the architect
Of your fuckin' life
Why do you do what you do?
Thoughts, opinions
Why do you behave this way?
Doctrines, dogmas
Yet you were born free
Yet you were born wild
Created with no purpose
You wanted to find one
Bound by a corrupt morality
Stuck in a stereotype
Working for them
For a meager pay
They are enriched
Exploiting you
But all is well, right?
Don't wanna live like hippies
Home, work, family
Water, gas, electricity
Burn the dogma
It made you a slave
Tear down the church
It made you afraid
They made you equal
Them, as sheperds
Them, greedy bosses
They made you equal
Like everybody else
Machines without a soul
With no identity
With no future
Don't you understand?
As goats graze the meadows
As humans crowd the roads
As goats graze the meadows
As humans crowd the roads
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3. |
Her Body Cold
06:45
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Beyond the fog
Her body lies cold
That september mornin'
The smell of rain
The memory is losing
During the months of winter
Sad and resentful
For the many things unsaid
Many still call your name
Many still looking for you
They don't know you're no more
Believe that you'll return
I found you my friend
That autumn morning
The leaves on the ground
Red as your hair
You were so beautiful
As the autumn rain
Only the whites of your face
Tells me that you're no longer here
I wish I could say
That you were sleeping
I wish I could say
You'd come back
I wish I could say
That was not our fault
I wish I could do
Something to get you back
The memory is losing
Now that you're gone
I do not know what to do now
I feel lost and hopeless
Many still fight in your name
Many still die for your love
I still feel your smell
Vanished in the air
I still call
you sister
My friend
You won't return
My heart
Cries for you
The anger grows
Within me
Within me
Now that you're gone
Beyond the fog
Your body lies cold
That september morning
The smell of rain
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4. |
The Fourth Shade
06:31
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An archer, for guns rifles and bombs
A swordsman, scarlet as blood shed in the name of God
A balance, to judge how unjust you've been
Death, never right but always expected
They ride in four, carrying the Hell
Four shades come for the end
They ride in four, and we were warned
The end comes for all of us
They ride in four, it's our deadline
For the wrath of a God who's not mine
They ride in four, and she from behind
On the pale horse, the fourth shade
And behold, I saw a pale horse,
He who sat on him was called Death
I worship no saint, I don't believe
But I tried to live the right way
With consistency and justice
But still I will fall
She approaches, it's vain to fight
You know, we deserve
Believed to be stronger
So fuckin' arrogant
We are at war
We will suffer starving
We will rot for pleague
We will die by the flames
They ride in four, carrying our Hell
Four shades come for the end
They ride in four, and we were warned
The end comes for all of us
They ride in four, to rip our spine
For the wrath of a God who's not mine
They ride in four, and she from behind
On the pale horse, the fourth shade
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5. |
The Burning Town
04:33
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The Burning Dogma Bologna, Italy
The Burning Dogma are the most sharp & glacial death-doom metal sound you'll ever listen, from the the rotten Bologna since 2006.
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