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Lady Lazarus
07:15
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Dour virtues, scourging to sores
Rebuked by the noxious, a lifetime curse
Ascetic, nostalgic, with blood tasting tears
Dolefulness permeates the air
The light keeps fondling the black of her hair
Like threads made of silk, scattered greys titivate
A weary soul that found relief
And her face like an effigy, gentled with grief
In the horizon a star has collapsed
Following thousands and thousands of dreams
A deafening beauty, a ravishing star
She was a gardenia born in barren lands
A fathomless memory, a fathomless life
A downhearted daughter shrieks
Sun kissed skin, a flowered white dress
Its petals are longing for the wind´s caress.
Coiled in her feeble legs
Caroline had the first glimpse at the serpent of death
[Fire, fire]
Scorched dreams
[Winds of death]
Soothing relief
Sour breath
Vanished in a day
Blitheness denied
[Fire, fire]
Scorched dreams
[Winds of death]
Soothing relief
Sour breath
Vanished in a day
[Lady Lazarus]
The overture of a tale
Into the woods across the hills
Not a queen but a warrior
Not an empress but a sorceress
A saffron sunset muttered on the ear of an orphaned child
Thy mother gleaned bright; thou art the daughter of a star
Caroline, you’re the offspring of the wingless moon that flutters and reveres just one more time
She pours its light upon the night and combs the hair of her ailing grandchild
Seventeen hours passed, she needed to travel fast
A sudden realization that she ran without direction
Into the pale cold trees and fallen velvet leaves
Nothing but a letter of her raging fist
My beautiful Caroline: You are my everything
Now I am light, I am everything I ever wanted
I was too weary of gazing at the heavens
Mother’s calling me to dance with her
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The Witch of Ptschol
04:00
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Amidst the dreary and dismal night
Caroline found the witch of Ptscholh
A song she sings, the tune of death
The light she brings, deep colored red
A deluge of grief
Sliding through her spine
The silences within her song
As beautiful as the graceful notes
A fatherly memory now so blurred
A motherly figure dimed in ache
A deluge of grief
Sliding through her mind
A deluge of grief
Sliding through her mind
Among gelid panes of ice
In the white hiatus of winter
With feet made of basalt the witch drawn near the little girl
And stroked her oval face soaked in sorrow
A blue ethereal light with which the forest was infused
Snow-clad trees and fallen leaves where the only witnesses she needed
Among gelid panes of ice
In the white hiatus of winter
A quest you have in life, my little Caroline
Across the forest you will find bellow the pristine light
The mother of your mother will enlighten the dark path
And through the windy trail your sharded heart
Beware of the white cross in which the fiery archers gather round
You must avoid its glow at any cost
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Mist-Wraith
05:08
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Bellow a tin-colored sky, silky like the starch
Reedy notes are floating all around the woods of forgetfulness
Where every single color is a prisoner
Sulfur dreams like hell
Invade her mind
Overnight the stench of death
Awaken by the sound of weeping trees
And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track
While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks
Walk through the ponds of light and you will find
Castles of crystal with turrets of quartz
And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track
While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks
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Ghostly Wails
05:21
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Over the mountains, across the white veil
By the frosty night and it’s moon
A soothing scent of freshly cut wood
Fangs shining, jaws roaring
Eyes flashing, mist soaring
Seven silhouettes appeared
The wolves of Eearehn approaching near
In their eyes lies throbbing hate
And in their story, a wilted fate
Flickering with smoldering
Taciturn mien, they besieged her
Silver eyes and silver fangs
No fear she felt, no sign of stress
A big white wolf approached at her
Without a word it said
Marble colored fire we dream
It burned our past and present too
From castles of crystal and turrets of quartz
The archers of the white cross with arrows made of pearls
Like owners of the fire, razing our land
We have been straying the woods for almost 7 years
Wandering hearts in meandering paths
Caroline, help us bring the thunder to our land
Under the gloomy longing of our ailing souls
Crossing the dismal forest and the smothering
Darkness and fog in which they were embraced
The seven wolves and Caroline strode upon
Frosty damped hopes and yellow gorses
Blazing fire
Searing moon
So great yet tranquil is the nightfall in the woods
Seventeen days they walked among their wilted dreams
The sun dissolves and withers in these sour light
O white light
Blazing fire
Ephemeral smiles and permanent catastrophes
Caroline glimpsed a figure in the night
And the still infinite figure dwelling secretive
O white light
O dark night
Ghostly wails
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La Llorona
04:35
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No sé qué tienen las flores, Llorona,
Las flores del camposanto,
No sé qué tienen las flores, Llorona,
Las flores del camposanto,
Que cuando las mueve el viento, Llorona,
Parece que están llorando.
Que cuando las mueve el viento, Llorona,
Parece que están llorando.
Dos besos llevo en el alma, Llorona,
que no se apartan de mí,
Dos besos llevo en el alma, Llorona,
que no se apartan de mí,
El último de mi madre, Llorona,
y el primero que te di.
El último de mi madre, Llorona,
y el primero que te di.
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Shrouded in Light
03:42
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The ghostly figure with colorless skin
I am no enemy, I am no ghoul
Like gelded by lightning, her halo of light
Scintillating over them
Follow my lead through the mountains of glass
Do not be afraid of the valley of doom
With ivory clouds and its silvery sky
Thousand raptures beyond thought
A velvety flower with black thorns and leaves
Shaped like a flaming heart, elegant like a lark
Bowing before the wolves and Caroline
Greeting and thanking for their arrival
A colossal massive gate of steel and rotten wood
Rattlesnakes and giant bugs
And so, the ghostly figure muttered at a monolith
Opening the gate
Giant moths, dirt, and dust inside the darkened hall
A freezing wind is blowing snow
Several mirrors reflecting the trail
And the echo of a waterdrop
Hundreds of golems with tendrils and leaves
Slaves of their nature they rise
Five-meter creatures with wings made of grass
In unison they roared the scripts of the dead
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The Waltz of the Sea
08:22
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Under a mantle of stars, they marched
Bathed in light, soothed by the night
The chant of the trumpets dilutes with the wind
Hectic the thunder revealing its might
Her tears like leaves, they fall from their tree
Grandmother is dancing the waltz of the sea
While hundreds of golems, the wolves, and a ghost
Strode to their death without fear, without hope
Over shoulders of giants they marched
Bathed in light, soothed by the night
The chant of the trumpets dilutes with the wind
Hectic the thunder revealing its might
A stronghold of sapphire awaits at the dawn
The arrival of giants and the death of the sun
In the highest of battlements, a king lies strong
Arrogant, fearless, taciturn
With a heavenward glance, Caroline commands them
Facing the white terror with relentless hearts
Just a mawkish tear, frozen in her cheek
While piercing arrows covered up the skies in white
Ashes fall to the ground, crumbled to dust with a spell
Overhead in the air, clouds are gathered in thunderous light
The reign of silence collapsed at a trice
With Caroline leading them strong
The cross was raised, the wind, reticent
Thousands of archers in white
Shrill glow
The golems are plunging their hands in the soil
We won’t fall! We won’t die!
Screaming with longing and pain in their hearts
We won’t fall! We won’t die!
Glowing and floating, the white king he shines
Swaddled in crystals and lustrous white pearls
Caroline floated like raised by the moon
Languid hawthorns were coiled in her arms
And the whitest and unsullied light
Buried the armies in ivory dust
With a heavenward glance, Caroline commands them
Facing the white terror with relentless hearts
Just a mawkish tear, frozen in her cheek
While piercing arrows covered up the skies in white
Ashes fall to the ground, crumbled to dust with a spell
Overhead in the air, clouds are gathered in thunderous light
The golems are plunging their hands in the soil
We won’t fall! We won’t die!
Screaming with longing and pain in their hearts
We won’t fall! We won’t die!
The crystal is shattered, the sapphire is crushed
She’s lured by the light of her grandmother’s might
And finally, she will reunite with the stars
She will become one with the night
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Ancesthor Ciudad De México, Mexico
Thrash metal with a high dose of shreding solos, blasting fills and technical riffs.
Based in Mexico CIty since 2009.
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