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Anomie

by Shadows

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1.
Cycles 04:28
Our faces frozen behind a death mask we despair We dredge through futility even when all reason fails Like marionettes on a stage, dead motions Our strings detached, searching for direction There´s no hope Only death A burning hate For mankind We lost ourselves, in endless sickening days I lost myself, I hope the world fucking dies With pantomime smiles as placebo for truth We fill our minds with emotional abscess The stage is set, actors gathered in vain Without an audience for a purposeless act There´s no hope Only death A burning hate For mankind We lost ourselves, in endless sickening days I lost myself, I hope the world fucking dies New blood, through endless cycles No hope, through endless cycles
2.
A jaded vision of what could have been Grinding on frayed heart strings Discarded wishes, rejected pleas Left to wallow in bitter memories The harrowed heart yearns for sustenance To fill the void left by dissonance The aftermath of a tragedy Suffering angst-ridden maladies The empty cradle, an extinguished heir A bleak pain too much to bear The wretched soul filled with emptiness Laments the loss of innocence An unnamed sorrow, bearing malicious intent In a muted half-light it dwells Festering, senses are numbed Utter suppression of light Festering, emotions are nulled Total rejection of life An illness devouring from within Pale bones wrapped in parchment skin Concluded fate, terminal flux The mortal shell deconstructs The withered body lies powerless Marked by years of negligence Recollections of another life Buried deep in the dust of time Opaque memories, thoughts unspoken Past echoes irreparably broken The wilted mind dreams absently Bereaves the loss of it's faculty An unnamed sorrow bearing malicious intent In a muted half-light it dwells Festering, senses are numbed Utter suppression of light Festering, emotions are nulled Total rejection of life Fathomless, the unnamed sorrow Fathomless, this unnamed grief
3.
Mässa XCIV 04:08
En mässa till dödens tomhet Allt liv skall förgås En mässa för döva öron Ingenting skall bestå En hymn till pestens vindar Som släcker livets låga En hymn till avgrundens mörker Som kväver dig i sin famn Som kväver dig i sin famn En mässa till sorgens svärta Allt hopp skall förgås En mässa till dödens hunger Ingenting skall bestå En hymn till lidandets njutning Som smeker dig till sömns En hymn till eländets skönhet Som vaggar dig till din grav Som vaggar dig till din grav Ett atrofisk andetag, en kvalfylld suck Ett hjärtas sista slag ekar tomt Här sjöng mörkret enkom för dig Medan döden vagade dig till sömns Enkom för dig

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released January 16, 2022

All music and lyrics written by Shadows.

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Shadows Berlin, Germany

Funeral songs from the concrete tombs of Berlin.

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