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Morse (The Sunken City)
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Under the waves (in silence) |they asleep |down in the deep
Dreaming |in silence adrift in the tide | empty spheres| in slumber
Boundless kingdom
Breaking the chains they whisper | in your mind |restless in sleep
Drowning| with violence they surge from their grave| torn all life | asunder
Sunken cities
Clicking language of ghosts| Sunken cities unfold
Nothings stirs the seafloor| Wordless voice from beyond
I| Hear them| calling my name in disembodied voices
Wordless| Cry| under the waves| City of the dead
Their eyes| See me| See through me| Lidless eyes staring into my very soul
Sea grave| Endless| Tranquil slumber amongst the ruins of cities| Messages from beyond
In the city of silence| Corpses ruling the deep|
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The dead are on the air| Airwaves full of whispers| Disjointed and unearthly voices| For all who would listen
An endless procession of corpses| Shrunken flesh bones jutting through| Hollow empty eyes| Distant longing for the life they once knew
CH. Static in me | Dead frequency | Voice in my head| Speak with the dead
Sibilant susurrations| Maniacal rants| infernal cacophony takes over the spectrum |
Once in your head, they will never abate| So many stories to be told| Longing for the peace they’ll never get | Unrepentant and impenitent they tell their tales|
A thousand confessions |Of heinous crimes |(of) Lovers long since dead| No longer under the yoke of flesh | A scourge of sentience |Cursed to roam| Unquiet hell| Eternally
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All colors washed away| Dark stains in monochrome| A theater of death and paranoia
Contorted shadows lurking in the aisles| Soot covered landscape bleeding inky black| A still-life of twisted spears and thorns |Amorphous ink blots rule the land
Lifeless and devoid of emotion| Single medium to capture all |
Sickly pale beneath the shroud| A wreath of wilted flowers
All life is monochrome| Shades of past mingle with the specters of what is to be
Ch. Monochromatic |Dull but Ecstatic| Lifeless existence| Insipid sentience
Grayscale and soulless| Manifestations| Spectral coherence | Discarnate entity
Lyrical abstraction| Juxtaposing paradox| Death in monochrome…
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The dead god sleeps inside his hidden pyramid| Eternal slumber| Deep into the tunnels under water| Structure beneath structure| A world within world| Inside and outside| Realm of silence| World of shadows| Colossal void| Hidden deep| In the heart of darkness| Lies the burial chamber| Life extinguished but preserved| Exsanguinated and embalmed| Eyes are filled with sand| Closing of the mouth| Dead but dreaming| Alive and dead| Eternal dichotomy of existence| Vectors without direction| Stretching in the void| Living| Dying| Lucid| Dreaming| Sanity| Madness| Above| Below|
Blessed eternal dichotomy of existence| That which is not alive can never die!
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The Dead Frequency Sofia, Bulgaria
The Dead Frequency is a death metal project from Sofia, Bulgaria
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