Elffor : Frostbitten Pain

Epic Black / Spain
(2010 - Self-Produced)
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1. A COLD FUNEREAL BREEZE

I have returned from a cold land to see the world stained with blood
Abysmal winds possess my torment human time leaves me

I try to look for my soul lost beyond impious graves
But the dammed thought resides further in the twilight

I have returned from a cold land to see the world stained with blood
Abysmal winds possess my torment human time leaves me

I try to look for my shadow lost beyond impious lands
But the darkness resides further in the horizon
The suffering and the distress


2. INSTINCT'S ENSLAVEMENT

(Instrumental)


3. ANCESTRAL SPIRIT

Born from a speck of ash among the remains of a massive destruction
Lost souls look for refuge and chaos become creation
Lost souls take me to an oneiric abyss

Where the winged spirit rides the hatred that preceded time
The silence claims the death of the former ones
There comes a new world of agony and destruction

Born from a speck of ash among the remains of a massive destruction
Lost souls look for refuge and chaos become creation
To ponder their domains is to leave our humans remains
And ride the glorious current of the chaos wind

On the deep waters of the gelid river
The moon reflects the blood and the agony

I have crossed the hills as a spectrum looking from the graves
Of the ancient warriors of the north

The silence claims the death of the former ones
There comes a new world of agony and destruction


4. CHAOS MOON

Sad is the winter darkness covering the forest with the gelid wind
Coating the bones with the misery and anguish
The call of death arrives one day for me, guided by eternal darkness
The pale mist hovers over the shadows ornaments of sin
In the shadows of trees and density,
Spiritual connection with these forests
No God could compare this to its existence,
For its silence fulfils my dark soul
The silence breaks as the earth it shakes
The hill cracks as I attack,
A rumble rises as the sky explodes in black
Prepare for war sounds of armours and weapons reach the ears
Feeling of obscurity and hate pours into my soul


5. ICEWUND

(Instrumental)

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