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Promeathea - Thy Darkest Mask of Surreality Lyrics

The darkest clouds are forming,
Remove my mask of serenity from my tortured face,
We are as one desire,
Beneath the infinity of the majestic sky,
Arise my darkest entity,
From the domain which I dwell,
Our time has come,
This is our kingdom,
We are the essence of warm winters
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Upon Promeathean Shores (Unscriptured Waters) (1995)
Promeathea - Thy Darkest Mask of Surreality The Crimson Thorns (My Immortal Dreams) A Graven Winter To Feed Upon Thy Dreams An Ode for a Haunted Wood Through Spellbinding Branches (Deepest Witchcraft)