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Kataklysm

Whirlwind Of Withered Blossoms

 

Whirlwind Of Withered Blossoms

(albüm: Sorcery - 1995)


[Chapter II Forgotten ancestors]

Absent are the skies that tend the winds...
It overruns the enraged lands...
Surpassed beyond the life bonds...
Spitting forth Its blizzard of Wars

Of Wars... Of Wars... Of Wars...

One's belief and effort shall survive this...
Search the oldest form of wisdom that has been
inscribed...
By the Codex Life Itself...

One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the
earth...
One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the
earth...

Unique is the way that balances our key, to negate
the unliving...
Extraction... Exclaims the wrath of the Valley!

The geyser holes expulse their breaths...
Cold emptyness of the enchanted Source.
That turns the ashes, reducing it to dirt...
As the Underworld winds teleport the plaque...
Upon the gargoyles supposed Creation...
Creation... Creation... Creation...

Withered auras are stolen from their centered
bodies...
An interiorisation blackened gate is born.
The arcs fade from their pounding sphere...
... Feelings vanished out of their world,
As hate was created onto their Land...
Onto their Land... Onto their Land... Onto their
Land...

Screamed by mouths of the earth...
Hurls of bowling are cast from the hollows.
That break the sounds in their thoughts...
To lose control in themselves...
Unbound lividity...

Demonized gargoyles art what thou art...
To be forever souless, burning...
Then thou are now weak in nature.
From the rising dawn, you'll be converted horrors...
Of the well known Bottoms...
Bottoms... Bottoms... Well known Bottoms

One's blossom revived the whirlwinded vortex...
Resurrect from the dryness of the underdepths...
But few found this reality...
By simply reading One's knowledge... In the heart's
Valley...
In the heart's Valley...

The creators understood the meaning above their way,
Leaving behind the winged carrions...
To be forever deminished, burning...
Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as... Now forgotten
as...
Now forgotten as... the Ancient Ones!
... Ons's Ancient Thee) As forgotten, now...
As forgotten, now... As forgotten, now... As forgotten,
now...
Burning... Burning...
Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as... Now forgotten
as...
Now forgotten as... The Ancient Ones...

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