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The Game EP

by of the cold

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1.
INTRO 01:14
2.
He was lost in the deep forest In the mist, a caravan of carriages In a light there was a figure A man of great stature stands beckoning With a deep voice, like the whisper of the wind He bed him welcome to his game “Enter the mirror-room where the lies are the truth Here you will see your life Here you will feed on demons in your mind” Here comes a soul again A soul of damned darkness He takes the challenge with smiling eyes But the gamekeeper changes the rules So follow me into the shadows Here you will sleep forever With cries of fear, blood on his hands, he ran out and prayed for peace of mind “Oh please still my heart for what I saw cannot be and I will not take it as the truth” “What is wrong? It´s just a reflection a trick of light or can you feel it it´s more than you can see No my friend, keep the faith, collect your strength and enter the room of light Where fear and doubt shine" Here comes a soul... And again he´s thrown to the ground Cries of visions of dreams Of a love long gone Of his life that he wasted and sold “You tricked me, you lured me into your trap Why do you posses me?" “No, you came to me You took the challenge You praised my words Now pray for your soul” And the game was played again There was a smile in the desperate soul He really thought he had won But the gamekeeper changed the rules once more “So follow me into the shadows Here you will sleep forever"
3.
Wake up, the game is far from over The blind will see everything Open eyes see only shadows Searching for anything to soothe this dream In the darkness a light whisper A soft voice a malevolent note Suddenly risen lifted by invisible hands Dragged forwards to a darker black The game is far from over The next act starts, the path continues A room of shards of distant memories His fractured mind cannot join the pieces The cuts shallow and deep The stains tasteless Pondering how many scars a body can bear Until the darkness envelops him Until his heart beats again He'll fall far into his fate Until his heart beats again The stench of the red rust The rise of droplets From the floor, from the walls Blood covers all And there is an altar A wreck of flesh, a beating heart Monstrous and charred He chokes on the emptiness The hole within flooding with fear Here now hear the echoes A wide chasm of spectral shadows As he struggles to breathe Choking on the black waves Thrashing this husk of what once was a man This hollow being willingly damned His own voice his undoing, his words the scythe His every memory a ruin From every direction a deep beating Slow sick and fading He knows he'll choke in this hole Within his own heart he'll vanish, in this cavern lost The game is far from over
4.
Wake up....you are it now... wake up... remember Remember the cages He remembers flashes of fear He remembers distant tears He stands on trembling legs A worn crimson coat A nameplate pinned to his chest Mist hides the sun Frost glitters as wagons glides Softly through the trees No driver in the seat Somehow he knows he must take the reins And guide this show through this waste A door swings open to an impossible space Its dark draws him in Inside stoic silhouettes Shadows frozen in the haze Among these mannequins there's nothing to hide Hollow mouths whisper only of their plastic hearts With their silent smiles their dead eyes see all Choose your mask carefully Choose a life Welcome to your eternity No choice just despair void of hope Rise as the darkness that you sought A new guide, a new game, a new host Adorn your mask Keeper of beasts, wild and raging Apathetic and cold Distant and fading In cages caught, left in the rust So there he now sit A swaying wagon on creaking wheels A cold morning, achoking mist The world seems empty, eternally old He searches this waste alone He'll ride forever for he cannot leave this game unfinished A play performed eternally Rise rise keeper Remember the cages

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A story in three parts - a descent into a wasteland of madness illustrated by a darkening of genres.

Remix august 2023

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released December 5, 2019

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of the cold Sweden

Musician from Kiruna, Sweden.
OF THE COLD, INFINITE BEAST and ANTE.J are my solo projects, I´m otherwhise singer
for melodic death band CHAOS WITHIN

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