I find myself on empty streets
Remember how it was
A crowded place of pride and grace
And now we're here alone
The gates are closed and windows shut
There is no life inside
What to protect
When gods have left our side
Once a beautiful place
I remember those days
Busy days, sleepless nights
But the stars were so bright
Feels like over the hill
We will find again
A tavern light
Warm bed tonight
Will it be the same
The woods are quiet rivers dry
There are no birds in sight
A ghostly silence all around
This darkness is our guide
I see a hole to depths below
Can we survive the fall
We have no choice
Hope we will find our goal
Once a beautiful place
I remember those days
Busy days, sleepless nights
But the stars were so bright
Feels like over the hill
We will find again
A tavern light
Warm bed tonight
Will it be the same
What do I see
What is this meant to be
A giant cave
Unknown machinery
Vermilion lights
No man could build this big
Is this some kind of a trick
Once a beautiful place
I remember those days
Busy days, sleepless nights
But the stars were so bright
Feels like over the hill
We will find again
A tavern light
Warm bed tonight
Will it be the same
supported by 4 fans who also own “Once a Beautiful Place”
Wow, really empress by the harmonie of theirs voices and the damm good guits riffs. Discoveted the band in august 2023. My life will be better now :p
best track: Silent Chambers Simon Gingras
Finnish death metallers leaven infernal dynamics with triumphant, infectious melodies, striking a compelling balance between grit and grace. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 25, 2023
supported by 4 fans who also own “Once a Beautiful Place”
La première installation d'une grande épopée tragique composée par Déhà, ce génie unique en son genre : A Fleur de Peau. Ce disque est pour plusieurs raisons un monument de DSBM. Déjà par sa composition : taillé en un seul bloc de 40 minutes, A Fleur de Peau I est d'un poids écrasant et pourtant, avec ses différentes parties et ses transitions, respire. L'angle d'approche est aussi novateur : la joie de vivre, une hypocrisie mais un mal nécessaire ; le malheur, c'est quand on le réalise... Jordan Vauvert