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Journey To A Long Forgotten Past
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An epic progression.
progressive black metal
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Technical, Epic, Progressive Black Metal.
Mörkret was formed in April 2003 by founding members David Bond and Matt Wells. Drummer Michael Phelan joined later in September 2003. The idea was to play progressive black metal in a unique style. Matt quit the band in October 2004 to go to university.
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Metal • Death/Black Metal
Charts
Peak #124
Peak in subgenre #19
Author
David C Bond
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May 12, 2005
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MP3 7.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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In ten thousand years Much is forgotten Much is lost But the real truth lives on A world without a past Is meaningless But some truths Need to be repressed A desolate place In my memory I try to forget I cant see it now To much misery What is wrong with me? I wanna be free now. The forest in my mind, is dark. The castle on the hill, is far away. Dark evil, surrounds me. My stronghold is gone, I’m alone. As I crawl, I fall. Reflecting on a life lost. I struggle to maintain, a vision. To persevere and never lose hope. What was it I forgot? A life lost and I’m reborn. What was it I forgot? A life lost and I’m reborn….to die. In ten thousand years Much is forgotten Much is lost But the real truth lives on A world without a past Is meaningless But some truths Need to be repressed A spirit of darkest malice Bringeth death upon a world Whose false beliefs of callous Make defeat inevitable As we wander crimson fields We realize the end has come There’s nothing left to do now But await the rising sun A desolate place In my memory I try to forget I cant see it now To much misery What is wrong with me? I wanna be free now. The forest in my mind, it thickens. The castle on the hill, is far away. Dark evil, surrounds me. My stronghold is gone, I’m on my own. As I crawl, I fall. Reflecting on a life lost. I struggle to maintain, a vision. To persevere and never lose hope. I was told, by wise man, to never look back, on what I had, but to plan forward.
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