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Time has thawed the frost
You always have succumbed
Whence snowbound hatred
Lays dormant and numb
Gasping for breath in the distance
Tied to an anchor of lies
That sinks to brink of perdition
Where nothing can hide

Smell the stigma fury
Like a cattle brand
Every skeleton in your closet
Mirrors your own off-hand
Pyres burnt to ashes
Will always leave a trace
Portrayed in dust
Lies the old familiar face

The gates of hell
Spurred by an inevitable fate
A chrysalis swell
Unfolding blossom in decay
I am the author who have birth to sin

And I have seen a world so pure of imperfection utterly
And so I lean a step towards the hell that I created for myself
Where will I go?
When guiding stars fetched thronged in a heaven that I don’t know
Why have you forsaken me?
Why is the effort in vain always the pain that pierces deepest?
Prevail not
Though I know it was the frailty of myself that created God
And so I leave
My mortal remains for my spirit lost to retrieve

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from A Darker Shade of Black: Demo Collection I, released November 16, 2015

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Exhuming underground diamonds from the metal underground of Denmark.

Roskilde. MMXV.

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