Well, what do we have here? Why yes, it is the unofficial centennial Metal Monday. Yes, the design and scheme of this place has changed. And lastly, yes that is a fallen angel below. We return this week with Norot. I can only describe it as wandering home one evening and hearing a strange echo from some deep below. A resonating wail exhuming itself from the bowls of a well or chamber beneath. You listen with curiousity though your gut tells you to run, to not pursue sight of what causes such a titanic noise. This was a vast and luminous find. A blackened journey that consumes and grips. Blind cold cries call by bitter soul Into the blackened light Out of fallen skies I see the light Out of olden eyes I see the dawn shedding shredding lives Bringer of light Father of light See the truth in lies Divide The sky See The light in shadow The truth in lies Come bearing light Seven open eyes, Seven open eyes, Seven open eyes, Seven open eyes, Seven Somewhere in time your given a new way To let go of sorrows Forever chained to my soul Fires alight, the looming billows Open forth thy gates and come unto me
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