Band: Amenra
Album: Mass III
Year: 2006
Label: Hypertension Records


AMENRA "Némelèndèlle"

AMENRA "Am Kreuz"

AMENRA "Le fils Des Faux"

AMENRA "Ritual"

Leaders come
Stand in line
Reveal your true self and conform
I sold my song
Crossed the borderline
I found something I'd never adjust to

Come here
I've paid up for you
I have sold my weakness too
Come here
I split my heart in two
But you don't have it in you
Do you

Carbon soul
Transparent and played out
See you soon in non-fiction
I sold my song
My mouth was sewn
But it's coming undone and that's why I sold out

Come here
I've paid up for you
I have sold my weakness too
Come here
I split my heart in two
But you don't have it in you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
DoYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOu?

Leaders

The Pale Haunt Departure

Autumn Reflection

Thanks to Matthias Schölch for recording the vocals.

Gojira - Silvera (Full Cover With Vocals)

Bringer of Blood

Amerika The Brutal

Opened my veins yesterday and poured in the twilight
with its dead promises. Nothing makes sense in an imaginary
world that no one can touch. In the strange hours I dream of evenings 
under moonrise and of fashioned ideals before they could turn
and go, had seeped their treachery into my widowed summers. Is this my lover, this face of death? I recoil to the unmoving view.

The soft, voiceless emotions escape the exhausted frame to assail
tomorrows empty heaven. The dawn, with its dull smell, fills my nostrils
and the stench of a burning sun separates the hope from silent lips.

There is something painful in the first spring bud of life, it tears at the insides and claws at the doors of tenderness 
that riseth in black forms from an obsolete graveyard.

To cast my eyes on the horrors you have created or to turn and gaze
at the clouds? It remains cold and dark and the painless times revel in
a distant memory that only seem to trespass when the night is clear.

The bitterness tastes sweet and it conjures up images
of a narcissistic funeral 
that injure my dreams
narcissistic dreams

The wordless world bleeds to the point of despair and the failed attempts to move end in quiet massacres. The lurid calm is a stalking mountain that eludes the perceptive eye but eventually overwhelms to send us cowering.

Narcissistic Funeral

RECORDED BY BILLY ANDERSON AT LA CHAPELLE, WAIMES
MIXED BY BILLY ANDERSON AT EVERYTHING HZ, Los angeles , USA

www.facebook.com/churchofra
www.soulslayer.net

AMENRA "Le fils Des Faux"

CHURCHOFRA

Related tracks