Lambdoma feat. Francesco Paoli of @FleshgodApocalypse

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Corrupted, yet tormented was His mind, thus he created monstrous puppets, a horrible reflection of what lies in it.
They serve the Mad Artisan as they are an extension of Him and his own insane vision.
A vision where everything
withers, and death may come as their only salvation. Yet, even when their sleep ends, when the Nightmare's veil vanishes,
true torment lies ahead, an inescepable and vast manor, a corridor leading to a brutal musical scenery.
Only to wake up shackled in a dance macabre.

LYRICS:

"To sleep perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time".

Come closer darkest void
My lungs are filled with grief
In shallow grave I'll tear my blood upon the soil
Veil of torment, in shades astray my path I'll follow
For I am nothing to this world, condemned in sorrow.

Lyre: Hierotas
Piano: Paraskevi Athanasiou
Soprano: Maya Kampaki
Orchestration/ mix/ master: George Constantine Kratsas
Drums: Nikitas Mandolas

Directed By Visual BlackCraft
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