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Procession of the Kings - EP

by Emetropia

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    Procession of the Kings - EP tells the essence of a tale between two fighting kings, each representing summer and winter. A young boy has discovered that the Kings’ conflict is an eternal cycle, where one is always bound to fail. He must now try to convince the two Kings to stop their fighting, for once and for all.

    Comes in a paper case and includes the extra song “The Wheel Turns”, compared to the digital version of the EP. Artwork by Stan W Decker.

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1.
Many a cold night round the warming hearth Stories have been told of how seasons shift Of two fighting kings which saddened the heart of a boy who would seek their curse to lift He will fight to turn wrong into right Too young yet to understand that The great wheel turns, seasons wax and wane Kings' tears will fall, like snow and rain In the spring of his life, a young boy still unshaped The hard way he'll learn, some things can't be escaped Under the harsh sun fumes the king of cold Plotting to enforce his coming return The Fey King who lets the sun shine so bold He shall feel his wrath, in deep frost he'll burn He will fight to turn wrong into right 'Cause he does not understand that The great wheel turns, seasons wax and wane Heavy tears will fall, make snow from rain Both will fight 'til the end, for sins that they both see The hard way they'll learn, what will be, will be The great wheel turns, seasons wax and wane Heavy tears will fall, make snow from rain Both will fight 'til the end, 'cause none of them can see Things all have to learn, what will be, will be
2.
Sun, soften the soil aid seedlings to grow Stream, brake loose from your frozen state, flow free Over forests and meadows, I run Wind, rouse those tired leaves, carry their grain Beast, find a mate let the seed meet the egg In forests and meadows, I sing I'm in the pain I'm in the joy of all new life The very essence of all things alive and rife I swirl around with the dance of the gentle breeze And playfully hide behind every shrub and all trees A young man so majestic crowned by all things he sets abloom His kingdom is his playground, all set upon winter's tomb And those who listens might hear me out there in the wild And those who listens might hear him out there in the wild I'm in the pain I'm in the joy of all new life The very essence of all things alive and rife I swirl around with the dance of the gentle breeze And playfully hide behind every shrub and all trees On horizon's brink there's a threat to my throne A hatred I sense, its source yet unknown Powers that seek for my beloved flower's wilt To cover my world in an icy quilt Sorrow of the sun, all its warming light's bane It seeks but won't find as long as I remain I'm in the pain I'm in the joy of all new life The very essence of all things alive and rife I swirl around with the dance of the gentle breeze And playfully hide behind every shrub and all trees
3.
In the woods and fields of grain That once where my domain The summer burns in vain Me, who seek the warm light’s bane Sleepless nights shall be long gone Heat will wane when fate is spun The rays from higher burns my skin Steals my slumber and my kin In incandescence we’re defiled The beasts of spring are roaming wild Malefic I‘m the smith of winter, the sorrow of the sun To get my retribution, I know what should be done I will haunt the Fey king, a touch of frost I shall bring With it I shall forge me, a weapon that has seen no equal in these lands (in thundersong, the steel he smites, the forging heard, throughout the night) The rays of seasons past are destined not to last When dark clouds carve the skies, the scorching subsides Boreal gales shall reign My ice and snow will rule the plains Before the gaze of my bleak eyes, flames shall wane and die I am the chilling veins, the cure for the blight The lord of the blizzards in my forest of white The Fey King fears the steel blessed by the gods of old Strike his realm with steady hand, a wind of searing cold (The frigid gales, upon this land, strike his realm with steady hand) I will send the snowflakes dancing in the skies The frost of eons gather, with conviction in my mind The bells of fate are ringing, cursed be the Fey king Wrath will be my guidance, and the old gods shall recognize my claim to vengeance
4.
Nightfall, as the king led his great army ahead So small, was the hope to make it without bloodshed But stars fought off the dark of the rising night Like the little boy fought off any fear He felt as he ran to try to once more make the kings join hands The cool breeze of summer dancing round them like weeping flowing in the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Frost King's hands Words of from where their conflict did stem spoken by this wee human seraphim Echoed in the Fey King's mind as he gazed out on his lands For once he did not know what to believe Coming, near the place where they would meet with their foe The humming, of the woods died down with much worried woe Doubts faded away within that lush grove When he gazed upon the fear in the eyes Of his people that the thought he had failed to protect The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King's hands Knowing that this would bring war's mayhem Tears came from the wee human seraphim Holding on to dreams that both kings would all share the woodlands He wiped them off and followed on their way The cool breeze of summer dancing round them like weeping flowing in the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Frost King's hands The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them Like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King's hands Surrounding the procession of the kings The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them Like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King's hands Surrounding the procession of the kings

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released July 6, 2018

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Mixing power and progressiveness with poetically told fantasy stories to bring listeners the future of Swedish symphonic metal.

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