Forsaken: Anima Mundi

Anima Mundi 2004 Golden Lake Productions Doom Metal (Malta) After The Fall:    • 𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔫 - 𝔄𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔩𝔩   Dominaeon:    • Forsaken: Dominaeon   I. Kindred Veil 00:00 II. Sephiroth 09:12 III. The Poet's Nightmare 16:49 IV. Whispering Soul 18:20 V. The Eyes of Prometheus 25:34 VI. Carpe Diem 36:27 VII. All is Accomplished 43:54 † † † Kindred Veil From the pristine emerald seas of autumn sorrows The giver of life weaves desolate tomorrows We revere a kindred bond still bleeding The histories of the hopeful The ever-last, yet distant paths toward rapture, A refuge from the baleful Sons of Charon - Thou art my kindred veil Sons of Charon - Journeying beyond the rivers of death Sons of Charon - Into the thresholds of the unseen Sons of Charon - Thou art my kindred veil Fragile petals, fragmented selves, Deflowered by the gathering of unlight A cacophony of wonderous lust meandering In the blazing fires of darkness Raven dusk wings cast their shadows All over the triviality of being An eventide dissolving the emptiness of a haunting consciousness The fragrant beauty of the unknown Still kindles the rancour of our rage Forever brethren in supplication, thee we shall mourn † † † Carpe Diem Where has the fire of hope gone? Why has the wisdom been forlorn? Visionaries write their destiny And ridicule their true belief Let sacred angels fall again Swear truce to doctrines that prevail We hold the sceptre of your doom On darkened skies crows still reigns Seize the day ... Carpe Diem Deserted wastelands breed damnation's souls Awakened from a deep complacent sleep Eager the reanimate a kindred lost And from their futile sacrilege They have been redeemed Seize the day ... Carpe Diem Where has the fire of hope gone? Why has the wisdom been forlorn? Seize the day.... Carpe Diem.... † † † All is Accomplished A blackened darkness falls into the bliss of our heart The bells of death shall toll, a caress of dolefulness stills our mind Endlessly we shed our tears usurping a prophetic fate With frailty we abscond our fears, A never healing wound that plagues...plagues Human existence shall vanish, corpses, the vision to see The virtues of sanctity will perish, time for judgement day shall be One fatal sign as the scriptures say That in every unblemished land Graveyards shall breed by misfortunes and The dead shall follow that claim All is accomplished, everything is gone When all is accomplished The seeds of happiness are lost Redeemed into madness, must innocence be guilty too? A shroud stained with evil, woven by the hand of doom Their souls plead for sanctuary, closed for years in this mortuary Their cry turns to damnation, relentless is their frustration Exiled from the final seal, in glory where the saved heal In pandemonium the evil shall grieve, the torture will never cease Think of the ones who have lost their soul, no testimony Have no pity for my sinful woe, for I'm the one to be Exempted from eternal life, forged in heresy The depths of distress are shackled by the throes of misery This is the end...