thorns of crimson death 

1. ilk 5 dakika insanın otokontrolünü sarsan son 3 dakika ise yıkan harika bir dissection şarkısı.bir yaz günü ilk kez dinlediğim ve o zamanlar bile kışı,acıyı,nefreti ve hüznü derinden hatırlıyorum da belirgin bir sebep olmadan ağlattığını itiraf etmekten çekinmem.jon nodtveidt in intihar etmesini akla getirmesi açısından da ayrı yerde olan bu eserin sözlerini de ekleyeyim.
   
   See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time
   A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined
   Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the
   fallen ones
   But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle sons
   
   Hear the choirs
   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?
   Once forged in blood by tragedy
   Sharp were the thorns of crimson death
   
   Through the air again our voices whisper
   and awake are now your eyes
   For too long closed in slumber - but death didn't prove our
   demise
   
   By ages so dark we've been sculptured
   as fragments of story and tales
   As we haunt we are endlessly captured
   and shrouded in the wind that here wails
   
   Hear the choirs
   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?
   Forged in blood by tragedy
   Dark were the thorns of crimson death
   
   By ages so dark we've been sculptured
   as fragments of story and tales
   By the place that we haunt we are captured - Against
   eternity we can prevail
   
   Hear the choirs
   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?
   Forged in blood by tragedy
   Dark were the thorns of crimson death
   #2705767 (wintrygreen, 17.12.2007 00:58)