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Track 7.
dusk frozen mist brumous crepuscule
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Heavy thrash induced melodic & technical death metal with shrieking and brutal haunting vocals.
Side-project born in January 2007. Brumous, meaning "filled or abounding with fog or mist," I have decided to go with this name and keep it close to so that my friends and fans would know that this is me I guess, haha. I've been listening to alot of technical death metal bands lately, thus which has inspired and summoned me to start this little project while the "Dark Seasons Of Sorrow" CD for Frozen Mist is still in the process of recording Walt's lead guitar tracks.
Song Info
Genre
Metal • Death/Black Metal
Charts
Peak #415
Peak in subgenre #75
Author
Jamie Stonge
Rights
2007 Capcomia Studios. All Rights Reserved.
Uploaded
March 17, 2007
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:50
Lyrics
She is risen above the highest form of life, tattered and torn, awaken the northern wind to sleep nevermore, reign blasphemy in the sky's arms, a wound to shatter sanity in effortless sins. Secrets spread your opening plague when your ghosts extract this fear. Their always invisible to naked eyes as too much sorrow will shed her tears. Amidst the horror, my destiny awaits to arise within the chambers of your soul. You're mourning upon the frozen mist as her flowers wilt forever in the cold. SPECTRAL!!!! These dreams have now released this mortal decay echoing thru the infinite sands of time. Dispersed from ambrosial rest, your destiny awaits submerged in darkness only to forever strive. Chaos annihilation. Fear insubordination. There is no concentration. Technical hesitation. Immortal devastation. This is my destination. A solace aberration living in desperation. This flawless frustration. Remedies of temptation. The perfect creation, another imitation. Spreading levitation to execute the revelation. Wither determination with no anticipation. Give me your sensation. Behold the preparation. Initalize the motivation to face the isolation. The gift of fascination bleeds my procrastination. To bless this suffocation, rise above my elation.
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