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From the 1993 album "The Spectral Sorrows". © Black Mark Production. Origin: Finspång, Sweden The real genre of this band is debatable, even though most people tend to label them as "progressive death metal", "melodic death metal" or simply "death metal". These tags are appropriate for most of the songs in their discography, although there are some exceptions. In fact, there is a Manowar cover (Blood of my Enemies) in this album, which is a heavy metal song, a gothic rock song (Sacrificed) which is complete Sisters of Mercy worship, a song with many hardcore punk elements (Feedin' the Charlatan) and a neoclassical instrumental song (A Serenade for the Dead). To sum it up, this album is full of experimentations and variety, which isn't a bad thing in this case. Dan Swanö - Vocals / Piano Andreas Axelsson - Main guitars / Bass Sami Nerberg - Secondary guitars Benny Larsson - Drums / Percussion Bassist Anders Lindberg could not record the album due to mandatory military service. Lyrics: I have seen eternity I am the king of time I am off the Edge of Sanity My living ain't no crime A soldier of existence chosen to be Protector of the earth I'll last eternally I awake into another sphere reborn into the neverwhere All alone in this space There's no love nor disgrace My body aches, I tremble with fear The sky, the last I saw is no longer clear Water and ice cover the ground I can face reality, the world has drowned I try to move but I am caged in ice Floating bodies looking for their paradise But the truth is no longer fantasy in this world I am the only man to be. I am lost, I was never created I am lost, life is devastated We melt away and I feel the mud that once was land for all the sea of ice that used to be the home of humanity My soul is frozen, longing for fire I barely believe I see this sight All I can face is eternal night. The sun awakes and shine on all the remains The ice that encaged my body now flows in strains Soon I can move, and walk away What the future brings, who can say? I am lost, I was never created I am lost, life is devastated Eternal eyes, I can see the sky. My lonely cries, I want my soul to die. I am all alone, the world will now reform. I'm born again, once cold sun now keeps me warm. I am lost, I was never created I am lost, life is devastated

From the 1993 album "The Spectral Sorrows". © Black Mark Production. Origin: Finspång, Sweden The real genre of this band is debatable, even though most people tend to label them as "progressive death metal", "melodic death metal" or simply "death metal". These tags are appropriate for most of the songs in their discography, although there are some exceptions. In fact, there is a Manowar cover (Blood of my Enemies) in this album, which is a heavy metal song, a gothic rock song (Sacrificed) which is complete Sisters of Mercy worship, a song with many hardcore punk elements (Feedin' the Charlatan) and a neoclassical instrumental song (A Serenade for the Dead). To sum it up, this album is full of experimentations and variety, which isn't a bad thing in this case. Dan Swanö - Vocals / Piano Andreas Axelsson - Main guitars / Bass Sami Nerberg - Secondary guitars Benny Larsson - Drums / Percussion Bassist Anders Lindberg could not record the album due to mandatory military service. Lyrics: Three sons have I, and they ride by my side--The fierce, The black and the wicked are their names--we ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight. No voice of mercy--no evangels of light. Mighty messengers--heathens rage Witness our coming--gods of the dead. I ride through the air-- I laugh as I die--with powers of evil Dark knowledge is mine. The ride of the wicked. The 1st sin was trust-- Kill without warning--for blood now I lust Strong winds--magic mist To Asgard the Valkries fly High overhead--they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies Three sons have I, and they ride by my side--The fierce, The black and the wicked are their names--we ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight. No voice of mercy--no evangels of light. Strong winds--magic mist To Asgard the Valkries fly High overhead--they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies

From the 1993 album "The Spectral Sorrows". NOT a cover song, but certainly reminiscing of goth rock a la Sisters of Mercy. © Black Mark Production. Origin: Finspång, Sweden The real genre of this band is debatable, even though most people tend to label them as "progressive death metal", "melodic death metal" or simply "death metal". These tags are appropriate for most of the songs in their discography, although there are some exceptions. In fact, there is a Manowar cover (Blood of my Enemies) in this album, which is a heavy metal song, a gothic rock song (Sacrificed) which is complete Sisters of Mercy worship, a song with many hardcore punk elements (Feedin' the Charlatan) and a neoclassical instrumental song (A Serenade for the Dead). To sum it up, this album is full of experimentations and variety, which isn't a bad thing in this case. Dan Swanö - Vocals / Piano Andreas Axelsson - Main guitars / Bass Sami Nerberg - Secondary guitars Benny Larsson - Drums / Percussion Bassist Anders Lindberg could not record the album due to mandatory military service. Lyrics: There's an evil wind blowing through my soul, a firestorm that makes the mountains roll. I can feel his might from day to night. The fires of hell I can see them burning bright. The time has come to take me away. Way down deep to where the demons stay. This day I see is my last up here. I have no guilt and I have no fear. I am off the earth. I am off the border. I am never to return. Victimized, I am his chosen In hell I shall burn. I am sacrificed. Deeper down down deeper down down deeper down. Deeper down. I seek for cold in this world of heat, no longer a man in this world I am meat. I have to pay for all human sins, in this world where only evil wins. Where evil wins. I am off the earth. I am off the border. I am never to return. Victimized, I am his chosen. In hell I chall burn. I am sacrificed. Deeper down down deeper down down deeper down. Deeper down. The thunder strikes much louder here... The rain is boiling tears. You can never guess what hell is like. Until you're lying in his hearse! I am sacrificed. Deeper down down deeper down down deeper down. Deeper down.