A senseless and trifling movement some might say
Maybe I would too before this sunny but deadly day
I am searching for life and faces I recognize
Stumbling over swollen bodies
Walking amongst the dead
Happy, shameful and exhausted
Where's my angel?
It should have been me instead
Nothing is constant
Despair!
Rotten corpses everywhere
This very same morning you were good to us
Cuddling, throwing treasures in our way
That’s mean and deceitful
Obviously just the way you play
How can anyone like you be trusted ever again?
You swallowed my life and left me here with nothing
Trapped in paradise with the devil laughing in my face
My being is a haze
Stumbling over swollen bodies
Walking amongst the dead
Happy, shameful and exhausted
Where's my angel?
It should have been me instead
supported by 14 fans who also own “Amongst The Dead”
This is my favorite metal album of all time. The only bad thing is that the vocals are somewhat buried in the mix. Otherwise, the record perfectly blends a mix of metal genres with excellent songcraft. A record you'll listen to again and again. The Real Nick House
supported by 13 fans who also own “Amongst The Dead”
A truly stellar death/doom album with heavy doses of black metal. Tracks like Isolation, Child of Light, and Broken Hymns deliver the sorrowful and icy tone of this album, elevated by the stirring cello compositions of Raphael Weinroth-Browne. The album delivers a deeply satisfying crescendo in Becoming Intangible before stirring the soul once again with Epilogue. Matt Richardson