Awake and staring at the dawn,
Entranced by a presence in the room
A rising figure approaching me
I’m laying paralysed and powerless
To this figure standing here before me
Embrace the horror tonight
Fear intensified, hostile
To never see the light tonight
Standing at the end of the bed
The mother of all fear
As it stares in my eyes
Completely paralysed, am I still alive?
Scream internally
Bound by the force of this sinister entity
To rise at the strike of the hour
Never to escape
Nocturnal terror
Every night I lie awake,
To suffer at the strike of the hour
Pacing through the veil of dreams, my body is bound by this evil force
Deny this presence once more but I cannot move, I cannot scream at all
I usually don't even like low growls that much, but this record is something else. The guitars sound great. The album flows really well and all the songs are easily distinguishable. Easily one of the best albums of the year. lowpassportion
This is the most personally appealing piece of music I have run into in a long time - from the beautiful lyrics and art and the crushing, non pretentious gorgeous heavy music. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, crushing - are there are other words? Gorgeous, exquisite.... sock4never