Wrath, by Flames of Surtur

Wrath

by Flames of Surtur

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1.	Intro 00:30		buy track
2.	Engraved 04:21	lyrics	buy track
Engraved Moon and sun Pulling it together from this cold embrace I walk in shadows, my voice conjures an echo From my empty soul. I shook the hand of death, and painted his name in blood. Burning bodies on a summer night, is this sick place my home now Call the exorcist I am lost in the universe of hate Permanently engraved into this society Crawling to the home of the dead I shook his hand, and painted his name in blood Dark versus light With eyes wide open I throw myself to the wolves All I seek is the cold A life which can not be bought Engraved I shook the hand of death, and painted his name in blood Burning bodies on a summer night, is this sick place my home now A society of hate
3.	Red Rum 02:58	lyrics	buy track
Red Rum Feel the hate Killers feel the hate when they taste the rum Dead wind whirling through the dead skin Feel the hate, get drunk on red rum Loss of any sense of self Sleeping minds that are awake, not aware All these empty souls, marching to the beat of the drum Feel the hate, get drunk on red rum Loss of any sense of self Fucking hang on the gallows pole Broken chests will bring the heart attack Push, endure all the pain. Self loathing comes from within These blinding visions will remain but mean nothing to me I fell into a black hole of desperation All my morals are gone
4.	Wrath 01:11		buy track
5.	Bloodlust 03:27	lyrics	buy track
Wrath, from below the abyss. The blood starts to boil, swallowing the poison Wrath, meddled with the disease. Spreading over the wasteland, corrupt is the deceived. Fire lighten up from the sky Dominion over people Fire lighten up from the sky Your world left smouldering No god will reclaim these souls. Black fog will dwell over the soil of the living dead. Death, from below the abyss. The blood starts to boil, swallowing the poison Death, meddled with the disease. Spreading over the wasteland, corrupt is the deceived Fire lighten up from the sky Dominion over people Fire lighten up from the sky Your world left smouldering Dragged on the eagles nest. Devoured by the mob, will this be my final sin. Wrath, from below the abyss The blood starts to boil, swallowing the poison Death, meddled with the disease. Spreading over the wasteland, corrupt is the deceived

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A person joins a cult that is driven by money and power. This cult would do anything to gain more of this wealth and deprive the poor. Joining this cult has always been destined for this person, as it was meant to be for generations in his family. This person has been told to do horrible thing such as misleading people, adultery and even murder. Everything to make this cult even more powerful than it already is. As the years go by, this person continues to follow the rules and obey orders. It came to a point when this person lost any sense of self. He no longer knows how to define himself as an individual, separate from the cult.

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released August 23, 2019

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Flames of Surtur ZH, Netherlands

Flames of Surtur was founded in the Netherlands in the year 2019. We're a four-piece heavy metal band who bring thunderous drums, heavy growls, and ear-splitting guitar to the stage. We draw inspiration from influential bands and their sound; such as In Flames, At the Gates, Death, Revocation, to name but a few. The dynamic in our songs vary from fast & complex riffs, to booming breakdowns. ... more