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III

by Fatigue

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Cycle 05:46
Crystal gloom Frozen Blizzard of blood Shattered tendons, sub zero within Be my shepherd, draw the path A cold night journey, my death The aftermath Stars reflected Unmoving eyes Equilibrium my bride Retinas scorched Blistering heat Core colapse Mighty birth Pure Velocity Free Fall From dark ice Inferno dies Dark decent, into, the tar, we plunge, the cycle Reborn
3.
Trained in colour In a vast spectrum One huge flaw Nerves so raw Prim and proper Ego, my foe Don't follow! Chained in sorrow To a bleak tomorow This minds eye My only buffer Dim and hollow Please, my friend Don't follow! Where the fuck is my, silver prism? I don't fucking need sobriety! Where the fuck is my, silver prism? I don't fucking need sobriety! Through ash and haze Reality ablaze Through this prism Silver hued Through ash and haze Reality ablaze An end to my Inner fued The mirrors, unchanged Yet an inner new range My psychodelic fog A leash to this Snarling dog!
4.
The End 05:32
Carry me through the passage of aconite Ascend I must in serpents tung's. Grab my soul split it in half dip part in haze, part in mud. Burry me where I belong Between adleres and oak Burry me where I can find The darkest light Grab my soul split it in half dip part in haze, part in mud. Lost the sight dense mist rips me apart Six feet under my life, can't feel the fright. Hopeless I've lost my ground for it to come. My body stitched witch runes Death is the last symbol Can't feel lost in sorrow Yank me out of this pit and Curse! Burn! Drown! End!
5.
Passenger 06:28
Stream of light, the reason why Tempered heart, is crushing down Frozen tears in shimmer dream Death is the lie Planning a way, out of perfect lands Piercing cold, inside I die Taking you from, this crystal place Breaking the bond Spiritual I spread dissonance, fed by madness I spread dissonance, black inside out Forgotten, between two worlds There is no, external cause Just the glimpse, of reality Death is the lie Planning a way, out of perfect lands Piercing cold, inside I die Taking you from, this crystal place Breaking the bond Spiritual Blackness Dissolved Prophecies fulfilled, horror spreads out Obsidian soul, rips apart For eons together, never and never It's all lies I never fell I never rised Fatigue
6.
Eon 06:03
I dwell firmament of lies I grasp divinity of eon I am so distant from my own self Crawling through glass Bleeding through eyes Fell on my knees and listening to you Carving a way out of the core inside You are not there You don't exist Twitching wings lay on the ground Let me out through bones and blood I am not there I don't exist Feeding the fallen with the tempered heart I am your victim connected with strife Perceiving through mist Fog is inside I am your mathyr I sacrificed my life For you!
7.
Grind 05:50
Shimmering hues All so dark Reflecting of My Mind Blistering soul Bruised and battered By times Relentles grind A panting rat's Beady eyes Through which I watch My days An inner trap Of my devise This calcium dome Of a maze How to cope when through death's prospective door I percieve no sanity swaying on a rope But inside I feel A blossom of Hope How to cope when through death's prospective door I percieve no sanity swaying on a rope But inside I feel A blossom of Hope

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Our first EP as a live playing band. Writen, composed and recorded by a trio - hence the album's title. Cheers \m/

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released May 1, 2020

Skovronsky, Szewcu, Szpila

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Fatigue Bydgoszcz, Poland

Like sentient mist I envelope all
Bringing a naked fall

Through dark soil I ooze
Bringing desolation and turmoil

My dwelling an ashen cloud
Harbinger of pounding rain
Casting a heavy shroud
I revel in the coming pain

To that beating pulse I dance
Pushing minds through a stark trance

Through a troubled soul's roiling smoke
On sanity's verge
Proudly I emerge



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