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Lo! How vast these silent halls stand less the splendor of the song once sung!
Where men their valour hath cast to the dogs and women dance as whores!
Oh! How great the shame with what haste this feast to famine hath turned!
Black is the nectar with which you whet your tongues; the golden words once uttered now lie forgotten.
How long will you writhe amidst the ruin of another’s folly?
Where are we to sow our seeds amidst the endless decay?
Mine will be the hand to cast the torch to this empire rife in its falling!
For I have seen the substance of your earth.
It is grey.
It is dead.
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I yearn for the twilight horizon; haven upon those shifting sands.
To hold the warmth of the kindled flame upon the brink of the infinite unraveling.
Countless were the hours spent bleeding the sun as we piled our stones to the heavens and tore apart the sky.
Now time the thief has taken his toll, though the blood that stains his hands shall never have run for nothing.
Never, but never, shall I turn away from the brilliance of our flame.
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Velnio Ugnis
00:56
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Reclamation of Valour
11:33
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Upon what skull is crown beset to afford such travesty as writ?
That in darkness we are left to stumble with our hands devoid of sword’s hilt.
Truly tis the folly of fools to tread any path unarmed!
For unbeknownst to one when time shall come for need of spear or sword.
Hark, brothers! Let radiant infinity open sleeping eyes!
Again let hands blades hold fast and thrust them to the face of man’s façade!
Beneath open sky again shall burn the flames of our revelry!
Beneath our feet shall run the blood of those who had stood in our way!
With the grimace of kings as from gallows they swing again shall true strength reign!
Through the vacant stares of your beheaded sons, this world shall see its rebirth!
Burn by our brands!
Bleed by our hands!
Never shall you see remorse!
For every wrong you have ever wrought yours shall suffer a thousand fold!
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Iconoclast
08:02
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Mine stone-set eyes hath their gaze cast to the burning of all before me.
Tumultuous the ebb and flow of perpetual Nihil, fodder to amassing disdain.
Churning the vortex above this earthen throne.
Driving iron core to relentlessly sharpen its blade.
Storm-borne of wisdom for which men had once hung.
To rend asunder the choking roots of rotting growth upon oaken arms.
Whilst you waste beneath the delusions of men I shall ascend by the words of legend!
Your life shall burn for but a breath, whilst I shall stand forever!
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VELNIAS Nederland, Colorado
Rocky Mountain Empyrean Ascendancy
The roots of Velnias stretch back to 2006. Hailing from
Nederland, in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado, their music is an exploration of the macrocosm reflected within the fractal expanse of the burgeoning microcosm.
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