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Canto the First
01:17
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Those Morbid Days
05:22
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The torch reveals the victim with radiating light.
Judge Lunau: “Here’s the face of all you must hate. They choose the wrong side. “
Dominic: “And in our midst we found a python descending venom on Palepron.”
Judge Lunau: “No more kings. No more suffering. Those morbid days will be forgotten”
Surrounded by the Royals. A flame in every hand.
Dominic: “You’re never going to see our walls again. Your sins have blackened this land.”
Judge Lunau: “And when this traitor gives confession I am his final call for judgment. No more kings. No more suffering. Those morbid days will be forgotten”
Anders Vega: “One of you will betray the fortress, carving out the Royals effortless. The war has made him desensitized. He’s beckoning the Crest for one more fight…one more fight…”
One shot kills the victim. One man takes the chance. The unexpected execution confirms his silence.
Markos: “And in our midst we found a python descending venom on Palepron.”
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White Fire
05:23
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(Flashback. On the streets of Palepron.)
Stones around her neck reflect the sunset. And the shine bears the mark of Phaistos.
Cordelia: (To Melinda.) “Take your place among the peasants.”
Cordelia, her jealousy grows with flames
(Present. A moment in the workshop of Callum Phaistos as he welds.)
The embers rain to the ground as they fade. His eyes, they coincide with the ivory lights.
(Present. Shortly after the execution of Anders.)
Cordelia: “Go with all your haste to seek the maker. His presence the palace awaits”.
Singled out by his weakness.
Narrator: (To Callum.) Redemption is all that will change the World and tear away the life you fought against. Her words, they echo through the chambers in your head. Alone, you sit there waiting for one solid hope; denied. Deception leads the way to paradise in flames.
The embers rain to the ground as they fade. His eyes, they coincide with the ivory lights.
Narrator: (To Callum.) It’s a shade of grey. Stripped and torn away. Forever severed by this false endeavor. Deceived and victimized by her sordid lies. It’s time to disengage. Your trusting eyes will change.
Markos: (To Callum.) “You’ve longed for better days? Just wait til tomorrow.”
Markos’ voice is not contrite
Markos: “I’ve followed a path of destruction with sinister sunken eyes always serving as my guide.”
Narrator: (To Callum.) It’s a shade of grey. Stripped and torn away. Forever severed by this false endeavor. Deceived and victimized by her sordid lies. It’s time to disengage. Your trusting eyes will change the World and tear away the life you fought against. Her words, they echo through the chambers in your head. Alone, you sit there waiting for one solid hope. Denied, deception leads the way to paradise in flames.
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Soulless
07:17
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And as these visions singe his sight. Battered and breathless. A wicked man has been glorified. All the sounds surround in the haunting mist. Bound to the wilderness. The pervading forest feels alive. Brooding and mythic words of the mystic. The dimming glimmer chills the spine.
Mystic: (To Callum) “It’s taking your innocence. Remaking the code inside. How soon til this masterpiece is redesigned? The spark is spreading. You’ll feel like a god. With Zandias released, you’re no longer flawed.”
Callum: “A burning essence…”
Mystic: “Returning ancient tides. Not long til this masterpiece is redesigned. Now break the shackles and withdraw from all that was. The future is underneath an undiscovered cause.”
Zandias Essence: (To Callum) “Embody this primal legacy. Tearing those vivid reveries asunder. Your will is sanctified. I am your guide to new life.”
Callum: “Limping my steps again…faltering movement…a fierce demand”
Raw manufacture with a shifting flame. Rebuilding a brace replacement.
Callum: “I am awakened. Enlightened but soulless. Subsiding under the collapsing surface.”
There’s a scream in the silence as fire burns in his eyes.
Callum: “I see Hell in the distance as angels fall from the skies.”
Narrator: (To Callum) “Farewell to all your reasons for going back again. Farewell to foreign moments; an empty page amends. Farewell to all illusions distorting optic aim. Farewell to days of balance. The ages tip the scales as you embrace the change.”
As it waits, the synergy hums the requiem.
There’s a scream in the silence as fire burns in his eyes.
Callum: “I see Hell in the distance as angels fall from the skies.”
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5. |
Septimus
07:08
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He walks through severed dreams. Every step a fixation. Living as a myth in the eyes of all. An ungodly legend.
Demons are trapped inside a weapon his right arm guides. The darkness tonight will rupture as terror ascends the perfect murder.
An altered shade of his former self. A consumed collector. His wealth enslaved have a growing rage and strive to conquer.
Evil abducts his veins. Like rivers, the flow’s untamed. His obsession; the grand corruptor. The journey begins, it ends with murder.
Arriving face to face with a sneer of cold command. His method’s a precious work of art. Bereavement forced on those who know the vanishing man.
Markos: “A poetic tragedy is what I crave. Taunted by a shallow grave. Deafening screams reverberating.”
Septimus: “ And every head will turn when the echoes ring.”
Markos: “As a merit for the task of the artisan’s grim caress, another fiend worth its weight in gold in a cryptic silver chest.
Septimus: “I won’t settle for less.”
Markos: “On with the hunt go and do what it takes. A massacre of his fate. Separate those who are men from the god-sized. It’s in your blood to fight.”
Markos: “Once all is done and sanctuary’s gone. At dawn it’s time to kill them all. And one by one the Royals fall. I’ll reign and share it with no one.”
Nameless (Demon): “A worthy riddance.”
The Nameless grinds the line. A miasmic sentence. His voice of chains.
D’Klunn (Demon): “Fear no resistance.”
A series of hardened sighs. The murmur falters as their master speaks.
Septimus: “The omen sings. A halo of death is what it brings.”
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6. |
Reaper
04:13
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Serrated patterns guard every side; an array of jagged stone fixtures. Slumber shifts as the wind lifts the voice of the hooded figure.
Septimus: “Your soul is safe with me.”
The whisper invades his dream.
Wielding a rust-covered blade. Yielding, the creatures obey. A worthless attempt. Too late to realize. To suffer the grip feels like splinters inside.
Septimus: “Just beneath the surface fractures form. Now give the scars a name.”
Rubies drip across the pit. His creation brings a warming pain.
Septimus: “You soul was safe with me. Buried deep beneath.”
Igniting the symbols, they form into one. Fiercely fighting the trembles deep down inside. The signs collide.
The power drives away the shrieking Cimmerian shades. Glaring askance at the shamed. The seventh resets his aim for this horror.
The pieces are veiled by darkness. A savior from the horror.
Embracing his vices as he walks away. A lone child rises Hiding in terror the heir of Vega eyes the strike; a damning altercation. A trickery of his foresight; the shielding of lacerations.
Igniting the symbols, they form into one. Fiercely fighting the trembles deep down inside. The signs collide.
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7. |
Emerging from the Forge
04:50
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The measured crawl commences. Subdued but still with life. Residual vile visions. Flashes intensify.
Infusing the flame. Unlocking the arcane. The energy hovers despite of the rain that’s falling.
Callum: “Through waves I descend…weighed down by its size.”
Emerging from the Forge of elements; the steel is steaming by his side
The hammer keeps pounding; it’s heard from all around. The cadence resounding like thunderous hounds.
The essence drives his actions. He lets it seize control. Abiding no distractions. The roaring storm beholds.
Bending the gleam. Reshaping the machine. The armor is alive and more than it seems.
Callum: “Falling through waves I descend. Not weighed down by it’s size.”
Emerging from the Forge of elements. The steel is steaming by his side.
The fortress is growing. The shards liquefy. The aura is glowing. The crimson aligns.
As the sparks dive, they fall on innocent eyes. The rain subsides and falls on innocent eyes.
Callum: “If I should march and I should die, it’d fall on innocent eyes.”
Reprisal rises and rages in their eyes.
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8. |
The Remaining Eight
06:04
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Septimus, a promise binding. The corridors of council ring their venturing vacant voices. It’s soon a fading memory. Faces embrace their comrade. Disclosing disguise. The minions reach for structure as subtle movements in his eyes give the sign they’ve been waiting for. It is time. Away, the concrete sways and crumbles on the remaining Eight.
When the dust begins to fall, the haze reveals the broken circle. The Judge’s body lies beneath it all immobilized. Awakened, the others begin to rise. Confronting the Forsaker and his new ally.
Dominic: “You see what you’ve done? And what you’ve become?”
Dom’s ghost limb makes a fist in anger.
Fearless even with his limitation, Dominic's rush subsides. Racing to fortify, their sheltered shadows shifting. Conrad won’t raise a weapon. For many years an unbroken vow. Dishonor kills with honor as Markos feeds his monster. Rosalys strikes the Hunter. A bleeding scar on the surface. The demons grip the Reborn. Her shell consumed by darkness. Trevius harnesses aggression. Every strike defended by the Seventh and D’Klunn’s reflective stance. He’s overcome by his own horror. The Brothers V are holding strong. Resolute until the older falls. Fleeing, an oath is sighed. A promise as his brother dies. A secret lies with the younger one; his royal ties. The way the concrete swayed and crumbled on the Remaining Eight.
Cordelia: “This act will be framed on others. No one will trust the Lost Brother.”
The circle is shattered forever. Only one now reigns. The bodies are scattered. He shouts all their names.
Markos: “I know what I’ve done! And what I’ve become! My blood will be the Royal lineage…”
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9. |
The Better Half
04:25
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Nine Day Descent Augusta, Georgia
Nine Day Descent is a heavy metal band out of Augusta, GA. Officially formed in 2007, NDD enforces solid guitar harmonies and nimble drumming techniques into their thrash metal sound. Their song structure often contains progressive elements and each song continues to tell an ongoing story created by the vocalist. Influences include Testament, Trivium, Opeth, and Machine Head. ... more
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