Corridors
Frostmoon Eclipse
GENRE There are bleak corridors behind
This heavy wooden door
No light ever did touch these walls
Nor a voice ever did resound here
There are staring empty faces
Hiding behind shadows of grey
The void of long gone expressions
Is forever standing still
This is simply the triumph of Death
This is the triumph of Death
Absolute
Ineffable
It’s the triumph of Death
Symbols are forever banishеd there
Not a mark of human vanity is found
Can you see this is the gravе of gods?
Where only fear of coming back to life
Remains
This is what I dream when my eyes
Gaze wide open at night every time
Searching for the darkest corner
To devour me once and for all
There are bleak corridors behind
This heavy wooden door
No light ever did touch these walls
No hope ever will
This is the triumph of Death
Absolute
Ineffable
It’s the triumph of Death
This heavy wooden door
No light ever did touch these walls
Nor a voice ever did resound here
There are staring empty faces
Hiding behind shadows of grey
The void of long gone expressions
Is forever standing still
This is simply the triumph of Death
This is the triumph of Death
Absolute
Ineffable
It’s the triumph of Death
Symbols are forever banishеd there
Not a mark of human vanity is found
Can you see this is the gravе of gods?
Where only fear of coming back to life
Remains
This is what I dream when my eyes
Gaze wide open at night every time
Searching for the darkest corner
To devour me once and for all
There are bleak corridors behind
This heavy wooden door
No light ever did touch these walls
No hope ever will
This is the triumph of Death
Absolute
Ineffable
It’s the triumph of Death
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