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Astral Divination
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Astral Divination adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Infected Dead tarafından 1 Mayıs 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıInvicta - EP
1 Mayıs 2026
FirmaInfected Dead
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Valence
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Enerji

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Look to the sky, death she rides
On a pale star, languid, high
Firmament is cracking the sky bleeds hues
Portent of its coming
What is this colour it's breathing
What is this bleeding, burning through the soil
(Look to the sky)
Over the land it's encroaching
Pestilence rising, slipping from the coil
(Through death, become astral)
Now die been cast, cast been set
Earthen cradle for thy death
Swells beneath, mouths and teeth
Reaping harvests of thy grief
Look to the sky – Death from on high
What is this colour it's breathing
What is this bleeding, burning through the soil
(Bloated, Blinded)
Over the land it's encroaching
Pestilence rising, slipping from the coil
Now I'm slowly...
Rotting, slowly collapsing
I saw it in the heavens and it hastens all our deaths
Bloated, this thing below me
I saw it in the entrails
God, it's bringing forth the end
Blighted, we are blinded
Cannot fight this
Age of mankind is done
The pale moon reveals what remains
Gouged deeply in thy flesh
Its cryptic vestige stains the earth
It brings only death
Stars will fall – Conquer all
Left to decay
Nothing remains
Withered on my ashen frame
Bones will turn to dust
Like stars
This colour burns cold & wet
Sucked dry, withered in regret
Bathed in lethal luminance
Alien to this world, toxic
What is this colour it's breathing
What is this bleeding, burning through the soil
(Look to the sky)
Over the land it's encroaching
Pestilence rising, slipping from the coil
(Through death, become astral)
Now die been cast, cast been set
Earthen cradle for thy death
Swells beneath, mouths and teeth
Reaping harvests of thy grief
No
Strange days are here again
No
Strange days are here again
Written by: Alexander Brown, Chris Rahman, Louis Ede, Luke Fabian, Scott Lindsay

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