Empty pages within me
that are laid before me
spread to infinity.
Pages of unwritten times
echoes of countless laments
for what do we sell our lives?
All the words that had perished
long before we were reborn
have no place to go,
but to find their final rest
on the scrolls on which we test
our role
our final goal.
('Cos we) can't escape that all we have to say.
time is nigh for letters to be lain.
So - this mission,
(so - this) confusing conflict and collision
victorious emerge.
Empty pages of forgotten dreams
times of loss and hours of screams...
for what do we live our lives?!
For what do we leave our lives?
PS:
From the hardships do not run,
in the struggle you become
the writer and the sage.
Where prowess steps - fortune follows
do not let the concepts swallow you -
- drink deep from your rage!
Fill each empty page!
Finnish death metallers leaven infernal dynamics with triumphant, infectious melodies, striking a compelling balance between grit and grace. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 25, 2023