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Era Novus came, industries of spirit
Spawned from wretched woe
Find the circle complete
Tracing the line of the scar
Leading the path to a torn memoir
What was is not where things are
Past ventures buried, the portal is barred
Era Novus came, scourge of blackened vengeance
Set the past aflame, storms will steer the embers
Tracing the line of the scar
Leading the path to a torn memoir
What was is not where things are
Past ventures buried, the portal is barred
Era Novus built from shards, tracing the line of the scar
Lead to portals long since barred, open...
Revolution morning star, rising from the ruins are
An era aiming to devour
Rememberance be gone, the vengeance burns on
Fuel this sacred engine, motorized spite
Fragile and vain, the ways of the sane
Slaves to the veil, the mirror of blame
Era Novus, industries of spirit
Spawned from wretched woe
Find the circle complete
Tracing the line of the scar
Open...
Revolution morning star
An era aiming to devour
Era Novus built from shards, tracing the line of the scar
Lead to portals long since barred, open...
Revolution morning star, rising from the ruins are
An era aiming to devour
Era Novus built from shards, tracing the line of the scar
Lead to portals long since barred, open...
Revolution morning star, rising from the ruins are
An era aiming to devour
Rememberance be gone, the vengeance burns on
Fuel this sacred engine, motorized spite
Fragile and vain, the ways of the sane
Slaves to the veil, the mirror of blame
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2. |
In Wingless Flight
04:20
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Aim to elevate with wings ablaze
But still remain
Rise to touch the sun, the feathers gone
But fall for none
The rising and falling
A sworn oath is calling
And remain in wingless flight
So vital and hollow
This vile trail to follow
I remain in wingless flight
Soar above the ground yet make no sound
Or be torn down
Fools shall crawl below to reap and sow
The highs and lows
The rising and falling
A sworn oath is calling
And remain in wingless flight
So vital and hollow
This vile trail to follow
I remain in wingless flight
Yet make no sound or be torn down
Be torn down
Reap and sow
Aim to elevate with wings ablaze
But still remain
Rise to touch the sun, the feathers gone
But fall for none
The rising and falling
A sworn oath is calling
And remain in wingless flight
So vital and hollow
This vile trail to follow
I remain in wingless flight
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3. |
Exile Sun
05:05
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Stars fall, delicate spiral spines
Lingering arclight pines splitting the clouds
Splendor falling transcendent, bold
A promise that shines like gold of things to unfold
Falling from the skybound glory in a fall from grace
Is the re-occuring story of our ways
And when the sun only cast shadows on a world gone pale
This grey last day
Exile sun
Tired eyes growing dim with tears
There`s nothing more to hear, nothing to see
Nightfall bless earth with glistening gold
Now that the world is old, I vow to leave
Falling from the skybound glory in a fall from grace
Is the re-occuring story of our ways
And when the sun only cast shadows on a world gone pale
This grey last day
Exile sun
Beneath the silver sphere, pale spectre under the stars
Wandering wraith breathing grey smoke into my eyes
Stars fall, delicate spiral spines
Lingering arclight pines splitting the clouds
Splendor falling transcendent, bold
A promise that shines like gold of things to unfold
Falling from the skybound glory in a fall from grace
Is the re-occuring story of our ways
And when the sun only cast shadows on a world gone pale
This grey last day
Exile sun
Beneath the silver sphere, pale spectre under the stars
Wandering wraith breathing grey smoke into my eyes
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4. |
Aria Nox: Clad in Thorn
07:00
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A fallen majesty dethroned, the bitter legacy unsung
A fractured destiny to claim, the empty promises remain
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
Receivers of the light, eclipsed in endless night
Needles for their righteous scorn, clad in thorn
And as they hark, the ears that hear
Let all they seek be nowhere near
Leave them lost in their belief
And keep them from the things they need
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
There is a new horizon drawn, the hours force our deeds undone
By greater mysteries deceived, only oblivion received
One breath expelled, another born
Breathing through the piercing thorn
Through brighter nights and darker days
The times of pride will turn to grace
The hours force our deeds undone
The hours force our deeds undone
Breathing through the piercing thorn
The times of pride will turn to grace
And as they hark, the ears that hear
Let all they seek be nowhere near
Now leave them lost in their belief
And keep from them the things they need
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
Suffering adorned, clad in thorn
The flesh undone, reduced to none
There is a new horizon drawn, the hours force our deeds undone
By greater mysteries deceived, only oblivion received
One breath expelled, another born
Breathing through the piercing thorn
Through brighter nights and darker days
The times of pride will turn to grace
There is a new horizon drawn, the hours force our deeds undone
By greater mysteries deceived, only oblivion received
One breath expelled, another born
Breathing through the piercing thorn
Through brighter nights and darker days
The times of pride will turn to grace
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5. |
Out in the Fields
04:05
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It doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
It makes no difference if you're black or if you're white
All men are equal till the victory is won
No color or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
It doesn't matter if you're left or to the right
Don't try to hide behind the cause for which you fight
There'll be no prisoners taken when the day is done
No flag no uniform ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out in the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
There's no communication
No one to take the blame
The cries of every nation
They're falling on deaf ears again
Out in the fields
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, the fighting has begun
They're falling one by one
Out in the fields
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Apocryphon (SWE) Sandviken, Sweden
Apocryphon works under the principle "ars gratia artis", art for art's sake, and is not seeking anything beyond the art itself. Formed by Henrik (Scar Symmetry, Theory In Practice, Mutant) in 2019, the project continues to work in the shadows outside corruption and ulterior motive. ... more
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