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Lyrics
In the fields of self adulation, ranged in gloom'ed array It speaks in ten thousand thunders, an emptiness rent So shrill is the trumpet to announce solitary array It croaks its incessant wail, an emptiness rent In the fields of self flagellation, the ache of false hope takes shape It whispers ten thousand thunders, lamenting in dismal woe Amidst all the trembles and groans, the senses and will lose shape I croak an incessant wail, lamenting in dismal woe Oh shadow of horror is risen, it forms this abominable void It's birthed in the temple of draughts, it fashions these walls Oh, cold silent horror on desolate mountain roams In shriveling isolation, I fashion these walls
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:50
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 146 BPM