Herald of the Imminent

by Acolytes of Moros

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Markus Solstrykare
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Markus Solstrykare Exemplary doom metal from a band that proudly carries the battle flag of traditional values into a new decade. Vision must be served in the old-fashioned way, a certain influential band once declared. Indeed. Favorite track: Venerate the Dead.
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Steve Rodger Two excellent doom tracks from Swedish band AOM, thank's to Heavy Planets twitter feed for this ...........
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released March 20, 2015

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Track Name: Venerate the Dead
The towering trees in the forests are long rows of headstones
With roots braiding our remains

The ancient snow-clad mountain slopes are an abode of souls
Drifting under the cerulean skies

The shifting sand dunes of the desert are a procession of hearses
Carrying the fallen across the land

The deepest reaches of the oceans are halcyon deathbeds
Cradling the lost unfortunates

Over the millennia the earth has borne witness
To the lives and deaths of countless generations

Can you hear her whisper the stories of our ancestors?
Listening unlocks the secrets of ageless wisdom

Emboldened by the insight; our fears are gone
In nature’s charnel house we never walk alone
Track Name: Quotidian
Every day is the same
Standing in the light of day
Yet I feel no warmth
No surge of happiness
No strength to move forward

Every night is the same
Shrouding myself in the dark
I feel so cold, so old
Fighting with anxiety
Always doomed to lose

Shadows of the night
Always seem to find me
Even during the light of day
Bound to this cruel fate
Chained to this morbid mind

I was never human inside