"Mirror Black" lyrics
"Mirror Black"
Demon's gate, I gaze at the horizon
A forgotten dream of an altered state
Black and still, the world that lies asleep
Words from the deep crack the seal
Dead are those that call my name
Death is close beyond the frame
Faceless I stare into the dark beyond
Where life and death will bond
Tenebrae
Speculum
Sanctum
Aperi
Fall, fall
Through the endless abysmal darkness
Fall, fall
Into the void dark divine
Fall, fall
Through the dead vast nothingness
Fall, fall
Where life and death align
And so a wave takes form
A slowly rising storm
As I peel my skin to bare the flesh and bones of a dream
Conjugate with the spirit realm
Invite my soul through the mirror black
Consecrate to the spirit realm
Dream of death in the mirror black
Demonic fate, I have chosen my path
Risen from wrath as worlds collide
Appear before me, manifest
Let my words come alive on the other side
Writer(s): Joakim Sterner, Anders Strokirk, Peter Sebastian Karl Ramstedt, Bjorn Allan Lundholm, Tage Johan Karl Bergeback
- AZLyrics
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- Necrophobic Lyrics
album:
"Dawn Of The Damned" (2020)
Aphelion
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