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It Was Not Death
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An amazing ode to the great evangelist of doom, Emily Dickinson.
We are awesome, kvlt, avant-garde, doom, death, black metal. We are amazingly talented musicians; in fact, Dream Theater is jealous of us. We have Lord Dreidel on six strings of brutality and destruction, and Dark Lord of Confusion on the grimmest beat aparatus ever conceived. Much of the band's recording is done in Dark Lord of Confusion's garage, which also happens to be a dungeon, in which he keeps many virgins. After recording a new spectacle of evil, we defile them.
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Peak #51
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Music: Lord Dreidel/Dark Lord, Words: Dickinson
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October 22, 2004
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MP3 1.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
One day, The Two Lords were eating, and had decided that the flesh of the innocent was not quite satisfying enough. Thus, they opened their book of Dark Poetry, and found that Emily Dickinson was a prophet of the Dark One. They decided to compose this masterpiece of metal to her remembrance.
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It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl,-- Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a chancel cool. And yet it tasted like them all; The figures I have seen Set orderly, for burial, Reminded me of mine, As if my life were shaven And fitted to a frame, And could not breathe without a key; And 't was like midnight, some, When everything that ticked has stopped, And space stares, all around, Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, Repeal the beating ground. But most like chaos,--stopless, cool,-- Without a chance or spar,-- Or even a report of land To justify despair. -Emily Dickinson
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