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1.
The Fate 01:30
2.
Riders 04:37
Haven't you seen the omen You forgot all of the elders' scrolls Are we so foreign Your fathers were prepared From the beginning, We were trampling your cities From your first morning, We were saddling your destiny We've afflicted you We've opposed you We've starved you We've slayed you ( X2) All of it was written We've always been there All the tales forgotten We've set your nightmare Plague, War, Famine, Death The primal riders Side by side Holders of your fate Harbinger Of your judgement day Onward Knights of the flame We're surrounding you Wearing different coats Filling your hearts with fears Your world is in disarray We drain your lives away We ride through the ages Our iron will forge your future We shape the Maze Our banners will lead to your failure As long as there will be men There 'll still be... Plague, War, Famine, Death The primal riders Side by side Holders of your fate Harbinger Of your judgement day Onward Knights of the flame Plague, War, Famine, Death The primal riders Side by side Holders of your fate Harbinger Of your judgement day Onward Knights of the flame
3.
Companions 04:23
Smiles are portrayed cheerfully Happiness perspiring through every colour A loving father, a resplendent family Spending a lovely day outside My companions Are my world I would do anything for them Tears dropping from the maker's tool Despair spilled on a grey canvas A broken father, a torn family Ears covered, hoping to silence the mass My companions Are my world I would do anything To get rid of them My companions, Who are they? My companions, Are they real? My companions, Will they leave me be? No! Will they leave me be? No! My companions Are my world I would do anything To kill them Pain is splattered Frantically Each brushstroke Tearing this portrait apart A lost man With no family Surrounded by Faceless shadows In the dark
4.
Flaussen 03:34
The crown held by the divider Pillars striving to hold the patrician Flaussen A way is assigned Cursing its mark Balanced decisions Setting fates An overwhelming mysticism Bonding souls A nameless might Cauterizing scars Disgraceful, outrageous and vile Debauched, shocking and indecent Heinous and infamous Go fuck yourself A whisper has more meaning than a noisy talk A clever advisor Two steps ahead Grasping all consequences Fair and detached Judge of life and death Rewarding or banning The leader is moving The power is rising The fucker is coming The informer is speaking The judicator is sentencing They move as one leading The revolution
5.
A post-apocalyptic scene Where the lifeless roam the streets The living avoid to be seen All hunting for mere scraps of meat Denied eternal peace They torment the remaining Drifting empty shells They are not leaving They have no love, they know no fear They do not hate, they don't compete They have no love, they know no fear Only a complete apathy They feel no pain Wandering and lost They do not care For they have no soul Dead men walking, death is marching Dead men walking, the end is coming Inside a bleak forgotten cell A man is imprisoned and shackled They have chosen to plan his demise Tomorrow his fate will be sealed Walking down the last line Surrounded by faces of hatred The motions are set to a single path Towards his departure Dead men walking We are all walking Marching inexorably March, march, to the end The lost souls are gathering March, march, to extinction Marching inexorably March, march, to the end Together in our loneliness March, march, to the last downfall
6.
Mojo 04:38
Once upon a time, in a magical circus A monkey is juggling balls His name is Mojo Standing on a balloon, spinning around Those were his tricks, to entertain the crowd Day after day, show after show Laughs became hollow, saddening Mojo Always seeking the attention Always dreaming to be the loved one To be like the tiger, to be a beast, fierce and fearless Jumping through the fire, cheered by the masses Mojo needed a new spectacle A display of courage Enough for him to reach the top Enough, to reach the top One to make him rise The crowd is going crazy For Mojo showing to the world The strength of his heart Standing tall and proud Little did he know In his stunning prowess, his tail caught fire The people were blinded by the show The fur is burning and dark is the smoke By the audacity of the act, his life was revoked Ladies and gentlemen Make some noise for Mojo
7.
My Lullaby 04:54
Bullets whistling from everywhere Crows shelling my nightmare I’m forced to adopt the screams Only to fall asleep Just to fall asleep Rifle singing their symphony Every notes striking painfully Cold clamors killing the air It’s a never-ending warfare It was my only lullaby My lullaby Music faded to ordinary noises Maybe war has let me deaf I have flashes of the battle Trying to find relief in a bottle Without the sound of the arsenal I have become dysfunctional I need the rhythm of the artillery Just a small fracas will please me I need to hear My lullaby I'm losing my mind Peace has shred my world into pieces I have the perfect excuse To compose my own melody I'm free from my chains I write my notes on the strains I wither away with My lullaby
8.
Burning everything around Ruling away from open grounds Bursting in an awful sound Jumping on anything it founds This fire, this insane combustion Is now wild like a fierce lion This fire, this insane combustion Is spreading, bringing damnation All your ideals, fading away Like ashes thrown to the wind Push the limits, bend the laws The burden will be all on you A spark, so small and innocent How can it become so violent When the blaze becomes higher It means that soon you will have to pay The fire A source of heat A source of light A source of life Somehow, you have to reach the darkness To finally see the light Through this light, you see yourself Getting burned and torn By this force you corrupt By this energy you neglect When you keep playing with fire One day you'll get burned

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released December 24, 2020

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Flaussen Quebec City, Québec

Melodic Death Metal from Quebec.

Our musical inspirations come from Amon Amarth, In Flames, Omnium Gatherum, In Mourning, Before the Dawn, Dark Tranquility and many more.

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