Solitude Aeturnus: Through The Darkest Hour

Through The Darkest Hour 1994 Pavement Music Doom Metal (Arlington, Texas) Adagio: Beyond The Crimson Horizon: Alone: I. Falling 00:00 II. Haunting the Obscure 04:08 III. The 8th Day: Mourning 09:39 IV. The 9th Day: Awakening 15:46 V. Pain 20:49 VI. Pawns of Anger 27:56 VII. Eternal (Dreams Part II) 34:33 VIII. Perfect Insanity 42:22 IX. Shattered My Spirit 48:37 FALLING I walk in the sands of Eden Where the blue pyramids sleep I close the world behind me For my future soul to keep longer than I want to know them Spawning dirges fill my veins A ritual reaction I drop the face and play the game I growl at familiar strangers The sands are needles there The dust will crawl in anguish Like the bones inside my lair Move, you fall and die Move into the circle You fall on your knees And we die here waiting You fall on your knees Won’t somebody tell me why Somebody please show me where I lost that dream sensation In this bitter midnight air We melt inside of centuries Awaiting new arrivals Dressing in lost shadows Like costumes for the dying HAUNTING THE OBSCURE Emerald figures shining in darkness Forty souls are locked in stone A thousand eyes open to see The wolves of ruin devouring me Dying hearts of unknown voices Leave my hopes under fallen stars Their beating echoes only pain Their blood red lips call out my name Specters of a somber sullen face Piercing pale dry light of fire Mirror’s like silver martyrs Falling from the sky The clouds that line the bed of sleep Pound with thunder underneath My tired eyes strain to see All that reigns inside of me Haunting the solace Of the sleeping world The darkness falls like lead Specters of a somber sullen face Piercing pale dry light of fire Voyeurs in my hour of darkness When is it that they will rest Like kings, they come in deepest night A crown of thorns for their lack of sight To rule with voices cast in lead Echoing forever in my head Haunting the solace Of the sleeping world The darkness falls like lead THE 8TH DAY: MOURNING Draw the curtains It’s time to sleep Everything is not as it seems Silent hands of winter winds Are drawing near... Fold the tension slowly Wait beneath the tear The tarnished gold Through the window pain Lies dead upon the floor While unseen eyes Crouch low behind The walls so thin... The pious curse the Holy So evening curse the day And on the 8Th day... I should have known its name Years consume the hours Turning black to gray Light the fire My dreamer’s son You are the only one To walk alone In this desperate maze Whose price has just begun Drowning lies In bottles of time Shipwrecked for no one to see Reaching as far To other worlds Besieged by numbered days Besieged by numbered days... THE 9TH DAY: AWAKENING The day has dawned but not the light Clouds like black ink spill through the sky Feel an anger pulsing through my veins All injustice driving me insane Another novice dark soul crawls into sight Twilight hands of murder carve faces in the light Distant new worlds whisper of their names Stand up for battle, time to make a change No tomorrow... Stormbringer, hear me Down for days The rain will end Stormbringer, hear me Down for days Free again Blind lead the blind devoid of truth Disharmony of madness, an orchestra of doom Can’t believe you let them tell you what to be You’ve locked away tomorrow and given up the key No tomorrow... ☩ ☩ ☩ **ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟꜱ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ**