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1 | Under His Sway 06:11
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| 2 | Sid-Ed-Djinn 06:49
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| 3 | Visions of the Dead Lovers (Rotting Christ cover) 04:18 |
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Jim Mutilator - Bass, Songwriting, Lyrics
The Magus - Vocals, Lyrics |
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"This EP is dedicated in eternal memory of Baron Blood (Necromantia) Trooper of the Black Arts (RIP)."
Recorded and mixed at Pentagram Studios.
Session musicians:
John Patsouris - Keyboards
J. V. Maelstrom - Drums
George Emmanuel - Guitars
Giannis Antoniou - Logo
Ghoul Art - Sigill
Harshanand Singh - Artwork
George Emmanuel - Engineering, Recording, Mixing, Mastering
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| 1. Under His Sway
I am the throne of your existence,
I am the shadow of your remorse.
Whether you look at me or not
You will be a part of me.
Into my silent hill,
your eyes my only reality,
Consciousness within you,
be into me without I.
Whenever you look at that hill,
you look thr |
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The same hill the same morning,
just in awe it stopped.
If you feel a bliss
it will be not destroyed
Dancing in your blaze,
rising through your storm.
From the toes up,
until the body burns to ashes.
(Chorus)
Under his sway,
it is not about power.
All is about my lord's love.
2. Sid-Ed-Djinn
The gardens of my incarnated dreams.
Never stretch so far.
A seductive medley,
the love for the wholeness.
Invertedness, readjustment,
a new plan for the new man,
delirium seemingly irrational.
Prevent the incumbent,
your face laughing in my eyes
There is no betrayal against me.
At the mansion of heavenly visions,
hand in hand to welcome the new age,
we are nothing of what once were.
(But pure visible magic)
Sid- merciful, Ed -enlighten me
Djinn-bless upon us, the cursed ones.
Sid- merciful, Ed -wise
Djinn-almighty, enlighten me
3. Visions of the Dead Lovers (Rotting Christ cover)
The old glory has failed
The old emperor in a lonely empire
Eternity so shiny
But followed by no one
Among the crowd
Princes eight kings
Those who are defeated
All lovers... of monarchy
The sky is mourning
Near to the sun... human blood
It's too late for the nation
After this misery
A bigger one is coming
The promised centuries... recycling
The dogs have died.
Around the tyrant
Mythic sovereigns
In sea and land
Shout loud
But voices come back
The eagle has throned.
The beast has enough
The days of the omen
Visions of the dead lovers