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ENTHEOS – Tech Death Outfit feiert `In Purgatory` Premiere

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Das US Progressive Tech-Death Outfit ENTHEOS mit Fröntröhre Chaney Crabb präsentiert ihren neuen Track `In Purgatory`. Zuletzt hatte das Trio den Song `Absolute Zero´ veröffentlicht. Die Videopremiere startet um 19:00 hören könnt ihr den bösartigen Song aber auch über die Bandcampseite von ENTHEOS.

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I have seen the end

I am just beginning.

This fear that has been growing

Will not become the void in me.


Days, like death

Become stagnant

And I begin questioning the very

Things I have come to be.

Years wasted on clocks

Chasing the high of the time

Don’t you remember

What it had meant to me?


I hear a voice within that whispers

‘time is wasting’

It’s the same voice within that drags me even further down


I lie awake on ash

Sorrow to remind me of what I had cherished

And, in this moment

I realize what I have lost


Everything falls to blackness

The air is thick with smoke

My lungs fill

In desperation I plead

All that I have given

All that I have bled

Is it not enough to live in the end?


Let light in

The darkness calling my name

Will I wake?

Or will this silence become my grave?


I feel the morning light on my face, is it over?


The old days that I had forgotten

Now rush to my head like a pattern

And here I can feel it all

Both end and beginning

Where colors intertwine

And makeshift memories

Pull my spirit home.

Life is just a distant dream here

The days I’d waited to pass by

I wish I could relive them all

This time with awareness

That this life is to be taken

Not for granted,

But in stride.

And the patience that I’ve lacked

Is only given to us all on borrowed time.


If you take it all away

Flesh and bone and blood

What is it that you will have to give?


Life, it seems

Is a momentary gift

We are but a brief light

Flesh and bone and blood

What is it you’ll have to give?


And now my thoughts break

And they bend

This is not the end.


And now my conscience begins to speak to me

Alone with my regrets

Sinking further in hell.