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Amanathema
04:21
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Wile #1
02:34
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Got back and back and back,
It’s a prospect.
Mind of signs divine, the best.
My eyes, what eyes, they’ll be above knowing—
Just one more try, and I’ll show it.
I think it’s next to be holy,
And of signs divine, no less.
Think about how we see to see only
What we see when we’re oppressed.
I think I am and am to be holy,
God himself had such a test.
Another spirit thinks he can roll me—
Only if he’s second best.
I think I am and am to be, only
All alone I’m second best.
I think I’ll say again to my prospects,
What I’ve put back on my chest.
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step,
I can’t fix my step.
It’s bad, I’m bad.
It’s bad, I’m bad.
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3. |
AG ENG 119
04:43
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4. |
Of Great Price
05:28
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At great price, at great price,
he bought it.
It’s so nice, it’s so nice,
he sold all that he had.
The great light, the great light,
he bought it.
Of great price, of great price...
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5. |
The Far Road
09:01
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Where is the glory of angels gone?
Where is our bright majesty and meaning?
Where is our rightful homeland in heaven?
This cave is cruel, this house is dark.
For no short time must we endure this.
Our day’s delight is a night of the damned.
Looking at nothing but our loathsome selves,
Here I am an unholy hero,
Here I am an outlaw in chains.
My pride has plunged me into a bitter haven.
I can never regain my home in heaven.
I must wander an exile’s far road,
Separated from joy and deprived of bliss.
No sun shines here, not even a night-sliver moon.
Here there is only black fire.
How both heat and cold contend in this cave!
My heart’s desire was to displace the radiant.
Now this pit is my palace.
I will never know a happier home.
The pain pulses in through every pore.
This hellfire has unhallowed my hopes and my dreams.
I bear on my back the tongues of torment,
The fetters of flame.
My wounds are the signs of my sin and my shame.
I must wander an exile’s far road,
Separated from joy and deprived of bliss.
Estranged.
There’s no way out.
And we wander a wasteland of endless shadow.
—
Liar!
Your act is outrageous,
Your face revolting,
Your heroism a farce.
We’re banned because of your lies.
We thought you were God and followed you here.
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6. |
Erghen Diado (demo)
02:30
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Uncle Brothers Amherst, Massachusetts
Uncle Brothers is an aggressive blend of progressive rock and jazz metal. Formed in 2015, the band’s original music is influenced by Tigran Hamasyan, Cuong Vu, Black Sabbath, and King Crimson.
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