Dark, melodic and heavy. a mixure of straight and odd time signatures.
Music by Shadework. Words by Jaocb Sælø.
Produced and recorded by Torbjørn A. Raae at Tretopp Studio
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Hurting a foe instead of helping a friend?
Take or give life?
It’s so easy to choose
I am just who I am.
I am a human man.
Anger and hate, to which I relate.
Tragical fate and I do realise.
I’m being mesmerized.
Closer to paradise.
Plural waters to drown my self-consciousness in,
surface as black as my unforgivable sins.
We were born in the light of our ancestors fall,
let my eternal odyssey begin!
Glory denied,
reflection defied,
safeguard us from our own bloody treason,
Grab a hold of my hand,
and let us walk into shadowy lands.
Sinner by night, deceiver by day,
Surveillance to watch my dastardly ways,
I’m sorry I’ve lied, I’m sorry I’ve tried
Shaping my life in the shape of a knife.
Scenes of fierce deity reflects fire in our eyes.
In awe, we await his son’s resurrection.
The heaven king of whom never died.
Mirror has shown it all,
Autumn leaves change colours as they fall,
reflective thoughts the don’t float, they fly, they fly
sharing my blindfolded love
grants me access to heavens above.
But evil has taken its toll,
it’s a part of me now.
Oh, what have I done?
Misleading words and an inconsiderate mind was all it took.
His eyes were blind, he failed to spot the evil plan’s impulsive design.
He picked the apple from the tree, never it tasted so bittersweet.
Soon, the sun started fading away.
Left a crimson-lighted replica of what we used to call day.
Life turned into a contest of acceptance.
The prize a pair of golden wings.
Entwine, in twilight, on the edge of death, the gates of hell know not my name.
Redifined, I'm blind. Now give me peace of mind
Shaping my life in the shape of a knife.
Scenes of fierce deity reflects fire in our eyes.
We were born in the light of our ancestors fall,
let my eternal odyssey begin!
Mirror has shown it all,
autumn leaves change colours as they fall,
reflective thoughts the don’t float, they fly, they fly
sharing my blindfolded love
grants me access to heavens above.
But evil has taken its toll.
Part of me now.
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