True Silent Dying

by Shab

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see thy gray moon supreme ruler is dying in the sky thrash it your faith under your feet let's go funeral summon the winds of our griefs from the darkest forest tear it for dying ritual ritual of our moon hear it symphonies of darkness compassion for your rot deepest shadows of this darkness are darkening our souls painful griefs of this black rotting are punishmenting we longest path of this ritual full of nocturnal griefs
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in a coldest night beyond the darkness as cold winds are caressing our symbols our goddess is tearing in our forest of doom moonlight was dead many years ago and the stars are marching to this mass here is darken place this is knack of sunlight the sun can't shine for this place this place was glade full of longer trees full of moonlight and sunlight full of laugh without any tear but now here is curse here is darkness full of tears full of cries and full of blackness hearts this is obscurantism this is true cause this is taken from ancient saids I rise in this black mass and I walk into the darkness forest and I tearing but my sound is feeble dried branches of our immortal black trees and the voices of darkness are playing melodious black metal for me but they never hear they never hear my cry I die they never feel never
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in the night of a coldest winter ravens are tearing black moon in the abyss of the sky darkness embraced all stars of dark symphonies of darkness are die in this moonless night of cold rising of darkness in the coldest lands of this forest blooded melodies of this black are playing in this lands darkness is ... rules on our screams, and is murderer of moon shining of this throne is not true, here is cold, black and doom ... grimness dreams of the shrouding wisdom are burning by the hands ... of darkness without any light in this woodlands of dark dreaming beauty of our sleeping forever in our throne and dying of the emperor by darkness hands of hate the burial of our dreaming, our funeral at dusk black mans with candles, no light, are come fathers of graveyard are come by their hate for burial of our sacred dying in the sky ravens falling tears voices from graveyard is reason of black fathers laughing of hate their grimly faces, reverse me to the times ... of unholy nights that their was shrouding stars that moon was tearful, dying of it’s sons the sky blackness veil falling by ancient wrath of frozen hearts of godless faith and rising their new darken sky without moon (the darkness ages arised)
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Darkness II 02:33
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She Is There 06:39
on hatchings of moonless nights ... I wait in the cage of shadows I know there is moonlight I wait to hear her voice again that hymns to the lights of moon I know she is out of shadows I can't see I rend shadows by sword with tears but I am a shadow ... imprisoned in depths of myself I know she is there
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in prosperous woods of dreams ... the wind whispers the rain is washing ... hopelessness darks of dream ravens entrust the trees to lovebirds and everything gives me hope I wait for her with closed eyes of sleep in apparently dream I wait blind in depths for romance of my dead brain's tomorrow but she leaves me alone in dream
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dark shrouded gate by the screaming wind comes yond the black goes to castles ruins bloody lips of him and bloody neck of mine rising in the night from elder ruins again pure blackest metal so worship of dark so wish is fade here is gray again dark shrouded gate bloody lips of him pure blackest metal for 24 years bloody lips of him tearful eyes of him destroyer hands of him to end his Bey.Ma live just for 24 years just for fall in dark just for live in black just for feel the truth but lies in sins but screams with gays but white in the hearts and black is just face Bey.Ma is dying Bey.Ma is dying Bey.Ma is dying Bey.Ma is dying "arts are not black, now. remember middle ages, 85-97"
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Last Pages 03:29
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in the name of darkness the wind is screaming, yet and trees are tearing ravens are waiting for that horizon never seen forest is cold and hearts are black but the love is living in our eyes full of gloat and pine love is the rag wisdom love is wisdom allways, at least for us we forget the light because something is there to live something is there to fight, to death silence in our tearing blackness in our griefs we forget the nazarene and mohammedan we choosed our way, truth is there to live silence in our tearing blackness in our griefs and gone is the god of their faith I'll be forgotten, forgotten in the forest of old that forgotten forest of dark the anti-god has rules the world but what about our faith ? darkness ... nothing ? nothingness screams buried me, so deep philosophies of darkness just rules in the dark we need the dark anti-god never makes for us where is here ? where the god is nothing where the flowers are gray where the tears are cold, red where is there ? where the god is nothing where the flowers are black where the tears are cold, black this is the funeral, I feel this is the ashen funeral, but where we go ? no where ... nothing ... darkness
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the falling all of nature and grim burning skies of dark and then rising of the darkness in my kingdom from the night misanthropic holy sadness makes the unholy tears of dreams makes the mountains as the stone and the forests as a tree true ruinous stroms are come in the landscapes of the dark painful dying of the owls I hear it out from the dark the sky is burning gray and the stars are darken away disintegrate moon on sky has the last shining but gray the tired tearing voices, many cages lost the keys prisoners in the prisons, and the prisons are their creeds oh, the morbid castels and cathedrals are the elder ruins like selves I feel here is so cold, colder than the colds of flames wrathful storms desolates trees from the forests to the deeps the deeper and the deeper than the deeps of abyssic griefs the graveyard's stones of tombs are flying on the air empty graves, even the coffins, is this pure ? is this the end ? all the funerals are here, here is no tears from a heart here is nature, here is forest, here is flames, and here is dark true reasons of the living on this earth are where to find ? no one needs the world after death and the living in this side who is god ? who is satan ? what is reason of the life ? where is hell ? where is heaven ? where is where the soul can fly ? who is Ihs ? who is phrophet ? who can change the brain of mine ? what is religion ? what is life ? what is promise ? what is die ? in this coldest darkest corner of the true dark imperials I'm sitting on my black robe and I'm tearing with the pride ah, I see a funeral, the funeral of the brains but no one feels this dying, true silent dying of my brain

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This compilation album has been created in Feb 2006 by Avinar.
These are the best songs of true obscure band ``Shab``.
I have nothing except the dark ... Avinar.

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released January 1, 2006

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