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Phiselide (...Summoning the Blackest Emotions) (2004 LP)
1. Fire Within
2. Army of Darkness
3. I Am the Voice of Thy Suffering
4. Hérésie Céleste
5. The Night-Stalker
6. The Mists
7. A Night in My Spirit
8. Anorexia
2. Army of Darkness
(they groaned, they stirred, they all uprose
No move nor spark in their eyes
It has been so strange even in a dream
To have seen those dead men rise)
Beyond the wall of sleep
Deep in the darkest thoughts of old
I found the doors to hell open
And evil lurking outside
Shady ghosts, lost souls
Army of Azathoth the crazy one,
Ready to fill the world of dreams
With despair and nightmare
And all of them shrieking :
"We are the Ghosts
Of your faltering soul
We come together
And strike like storm"
"For we are the Ghosts
Of your dispelling soul
You ought to be ready
To leave your old weary world"
Now I fear the truth
For this demonic horde we created
Has sprung in the decaying minds
Of this crazy humanity
"Burning, the black fire of death we are
the ill-fated human being shall be consumed
hail to the violence, for the new kingdom has come
from your decaying and weak humanity"
I try to hide in the depth of my mind
But the madness of their taunts
Is reaching me and begin
To make my soul … become like theirs !
"For we are the Ghosts
Of your dispelling soul…."
No move nor spark in their eyes
It has been so strange even in a dream
To have seen those dead men rise)
Beyond the wall of sleep
Deep in the darkest thoughts of old
I found the doors to hell open
And evil lurking outside
Shady ghosts, lost souls
Army of Azathoth the crazy one,
Ready to fill the world of dreams
With despair and nightmare
And all of them shrieking :
"We are the Ghosts
Of your faltering soul
We come together
And strike like storm"
"For we are the Ghosts
Of your dispelling soul
You ought to be ready
To leave your old weary world"
Now I fear the truth
For this demonic horde we created
Has sprung in the decaying minds
Of this crazy humanity
"Burning, the black fire of death we are
the ill-fated human being shall be consumed
hail to the violence, for the new kingdom has come
from your decaying and weak humanity"
I try to hide in the depth of my mind
But the madness of their taunts
Is reaching me and begin
To make my soul … become like theirs !
"For we are the Ghosts
Of your dispelling soul…."
6. The Mists
At the beginning there were the mists
Above the waters they rolled and they tumbled
The mists begat life for willing they were to
The world was born and its creatures too…
From the wilderness of a world of purity
Came the throng of shunning humanity
New-comers in the great realm of Earth
And they soon desired to have it whole
Many centuries have passed since then
Years of fight, despair and conquer
Evil they were and wild they behave
But the world was finally their.
"Many tongues they spoke
Many things they achieved
But war was their curse
And the mists they forgot"
"From the crazy craft of men
From their ant-like activity
The Shadow slowly grew in their heart
For the mists they forgot"
Like a vile, insidious disease
Dark sprouts had poisoned
All their silly lives and soon
Men got weary of the world
The ultimate darkness finally came
From evil thoughts and dreams gathered
The mists were back and came down slowly
And they closed the Book of History
And in the depth of the Universe
The mad Sultan began to laugh
While humanity stood still and froze
And the crazy melody of pipes dived into…
The nothingness of the mists !!!
Above the waters they rolled and they tumbled
The mists begat life for willing they were to
The world was born and its creatures too…
From the wilderness of a world of purity
Came the throng of shunning humanity
New-comers in the great realm of Earth
And they soon desired to have it whole
Many centuries have passed since then
Years of fight, despair and conquer
Evil they were and wild they behave
But the world was finally their.
"Many tongues they spoke
Many things they achieved
But war was their curse
And the mists they forgot"
"From the crazy craft of men
From their ant-like activity
The Shadow slowly grew in their heart
For the mists they forgot"
Like a vile, insidious disease
Dark sprouts had poisoned
All their silly lives and soon
Men got weary of the world
The ultimate darkness finally came
From evil thoughts and dreams gathered
The mists were back and came down slowly
And they closed the Book of History
And in the depth of the Universe
The mad Sultan began to laugh
While humanity stood still and froze
And the crazy melody of pipes dived into…
The nothingness of the mists !!!
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