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madrigal Lyrics


Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog.
The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before.
This day wept on my shoulders.
Still the same as yesterday.
This path seems endless, body is numb.
The soul has lost its flame.
Walking in familiar traces to find my way back home.
So there I was.
Within the sobriety of the immortals.
A semblance of supernatural winds passing through.
The garden sighs, flowers die.
The gate was closed that day, but I was bound to carry on.
She could not see me through the windows.
In dismay, strangest twist upon her lips.
Graven face, she said my name.
Once inside I heard whispers in the parlour.
The gilded faces grin, aware of my final demise.
And I cried, I knew she had lied.

Her obsession had died, it had died.
When can I take you from this place?
When is the word but a sigh?
When is death our lone beholder?
When do we walk the final steps?
When can we scream instead of whisper?
When is the new beginning,
the end of this sad MADRIGAL.

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Dark neo-folk. CONCRESCENCE includes all todays most wanted musicstyles: beautiful Folk-ballads, sometimes with a strong medieval touch, Martial drums and trumpets, Neoclassical hymns and heartbreaking pagan lyrics, sung by perfect female and male voices. Concrescence is a collection of early, unreleased and lost songs from the archive of THE THIEVES OF IMPRESSIONS. Maybe only the elders amongst you will remember this most beautiful Dark-Folk band from the early 90ies, lead by Ales Pickar, who was one of the 2 founders of the cult-label Ant-Zen.

Read more about concrescence on Last.fm.


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