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North Army
04:48
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Riding their horses,
Through the mountains of Byske
Through the haunted trees
Their lives about to cease
Deadly winter night
Snow storm embrace
Slows down their pace
There is nowhere to hide
Mind prepares to die (die)
Deadly winter night
Not expecting what death would bring
Their bodies slowly freeze
Movement impairment, they can't feel a thing
Dead by the north wind breeze
Dead by the north wind breeze
North army
March through the hills
North army
Silently kills
Not expecting what death would bring
Their bodies slowly freeze
Movement impairment, they can't feel a thing
Dead by the north wind breeze
Dead by the north wind breeze
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Night Stalker
05:11
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Brought into this world selfishly
Had no affection, no boundaries
No one to guide within wrong or right
No one willing to tuck him in bed at night
Evil eyes, no disguise
Satan sent him to take some lives
He kills, he rapes
Terrorism of all kinds and shapes
He attacks regardless of age or race
Gets satisfaction looking at the fear in their face
This creature, lonely and cruel
Finds in death his joy, his fuel
After a blood bath and killing them all
He leaves his mark, the pentagram on the wall
Evil eyes, no disguise
Satan sent him to take some lives
He kills, he rapes
Terrorism of all kinds and shapes
He became, the flame
Spreading fire in this horrific game
Got the fame, no shame
Night Stalker was his name
Condemned to die, gas chamber would take his soul
But Satan replied
I'm the one who decides how to bring him home
I'm the one who decides how to bring him home
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Darkest Corners
05:49
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What will be of my mind?
With all these voices inside
Raging with no restrains
Damnation, eternal pain
What will be of my mind?
With all these voices inside
Raging
Raging
I wander in darkest corners
Revolving the shreds
Looking for solace
These voices inside my head
Screaming, clawing
I´m losing myself
Losing myself
Tearing at my brain, again
Again
A poisonous call (feed) to feed from the dead
The dead
Losing myself
I´m losing myself
Tearing at my brain again
Again
A poisonous call (feed) to feed from the dead
Dead, dead
All is blood craved instinct
The will to feed the need
I´ll tear at everyone you love
And cherish every chunk of flesh
I´ll feed from every need
Consume your milky white skin
Bathe in your blood
Bathe in your blood
I pray you’re still alive to see
Your blood in me
In me
In me
Voracious instinct
To consume your body
Insane demands
The growing hunger
My Lord commands me
I am his puppet
His strings the hunger
Frailness the motive
Oh what have I done?
Crumbling like you’re already gone
Waking up, is this a dream?
Your body is rent
You’re gone in a scream
Bring it forth, a sea of blood
In dark delusions this world unfurls
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Baltum Portugal
"Baltum" named by the Romans, was a small fishing community in the Algarve,
Portugal.
In 2020 a new Baltum arises. Inspired by Black Metal, Death Metal and Folk Metal, Baltum debuts an aura of mighty growls, fast and fearless guitar harmonies, epic keyboards and ripping drums.
Our songs imbue a melancholic atmosphere, rapidly shifting between fast and slower paces.
We are Baltum.
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