12 Ocak 2014

Immortal Slave 2006 Notes On The Quest For Death (EP)

Immortal Slave

Notes On The Quest For Death (EP)


2006

01 Ardana
02 The Cold Embrace Of Winter
03 The Plight Of All Dear
04 Deus In Infernum


ARDANA

Aratar, Morwen is dying, behold the coming of the hour
The Gloomweaver released the jewels of unlight to my power
Dark Vala, come back to me, embrace me with new fana
My Dark lover, the void can't hold you, come back to me

Ardana, come to me and let your world be mine...
The ritual has begun, the sun has set for the last time
Hand in hand let's dance under the eternal starlight my love
...And I'll be yours in your tower of darkness, Ardana


THE COLD EMBRACE OF WINTER

When night falls and all is still
the frost descends (with the wolves) upon the lonely
In sepulchral mist their serenades begin
and their serenades will end
(with us bound together)
in the cold embrace of winter

Lupaea, my (beautiful) ashen pale moonlight
I'd hear their woeful songs...
As gathered more and more and more did they
in the cold embrace of winter

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What has become of them and their beauty?
Their songs that rang through the lands of snow?
(Carried on the wind) and the mists swayed in time?

Gone??
Yes!!

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NO!!!!!
I enjoyed their pain

...but the snow has melted
and the lambs frolic hand in hand in the first warm breaths of spring

Close their young eyes, winter
Once again
Let the mournful music of the snow return

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But wait, maybe springtime holds something for me too
for I have too felt a bliss amongst the leaves

Yes, a nymph with the sweetest of voices called to me
But I stood rigid, frozen in fear

...But with such beauty in her voice she said
"Lay thine armour at my feet"

I did...

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What craft was the trickery of the warm spring and her afterglow

Illusions?

Illusions!!

Aren't they all??

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Now all the wolves did hear on a cold wind (was a small voice) calling "dear"

One small voice calling "dear"
in a serenade that is lost upon the wind...

...But what tears it cast into the snow!!!


THE PLIGHT OF ALL DEAR


DEUS IN INFERNUM

Soft was the leaf littered ground
upon where I lay gently down my head

In a blinding aureole - The sun in autumn flame
The spirits all did fall
and all wept in sullen joy

...And I watched the sun set into the sea and all was darkness
The cold blanket of night gently covered the Earth in a veil of darkness
...And it covered the colours of lovers' eyes with a sudden pneumonia
It covered all

...And I stumbled through the darkness and the icy wind heading for that golden aureole
'Till I stood upon the shore of a lake of fire searching through the past...

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A little girl sat upon the shore of the lake of fire
Sad tears erased her tiny features
Many years she waited alone staring out to sea
Searching for a dream that would not be

A little boy put his little arms around the little girl
Deep scars sliced through his featureless face
...And the wedding bells did ring out across the sea...

...From a distant shore that they'll never see

And as he looked into her eyes the vision fades away
She played him her last song

...and the Death March echoed far...
...and long...

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Who lays their heads upon the leaf littered ground?
Who hears the Earth cry out without making sound?
Who watched the blood pour from the angel's throne?
Who watched the last sunrise for one now so alone?

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