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NEW LYRIC VIDEO ONLINE! “Lapis Animae”

★★It is with great joy and an insane grin on our face that we present to you latest Dimlight lyrics video, “Lapis Animae”. The beginning of the end is nigh for Athanor, as he approaches his final judgement; but a soul as twisted as his from the torments of both world will not easily submit to the will of dead gods. His blackened soul has still fight left in it…★★

 

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“A symphony of horrors cover ”

 

 

We are excited and proud to present to you the cover of our orchestral album, “A symphony of horrors” (Artwork by: Invoker Peter, graphics by Melina Zarkadi): are you ready for the very Underworld’s soundtrack? Follow us through sunless paths and under cyclopean basaltic arcades of inhuman proportions and mind-distorting geometry on a journey through the tortured realm of the dead in ten parts:

(Mix and mastered by Invoker Peter at Dark Cortex studio)

                     [TRACKLIST]

  1. The Solace in Death’s Dreams
  2. Descent into the Stygian Dark
  3. Horror Unfurls Its Wings
  4. Basaltic Towers of Silence
  5. Where Abominations Rule
  6. The Black Soul of Irkala Kar
  7. Crawling Through Despair’s Battlefield
  8. Palace of the Elder Ones
  9. The Grim Fate of the Blessed
  10. Beyond Death’s Icy Grip

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Welcome to the empire of Nemorensia

 

 

Welcome to the empire of Nemorensia – a vast realm spreading over the face of an earth newly resurfaced from the tumultuous waves of the Great Cataclysm which swept into oblivion the race of the Pangeans and their gods. Now, Nemorensian force rules over the land; the old gods have been replaced by the might of the sword and the dread inspired by the Magian order. Peace, however, was not brought by a dove, but by a raven instead. Vast expanses of land and jagged mountain ranges are all under the yoke of tyranny. The air in the cities and villages of the empire is heavy with suspicion and rank with fear. Villagers toil their lives away under the watchful eye of the agents of the Magus Emperor who are everywhere and swift to punish treason. The only shred of light in this dismal and oppressed world lies across the glimmering horizon, where stretches the Iovian archipelago in an expanse of shimmering azure and green, reminding everyone of the freedom they can only dream of… and aspire to, in death.

Graphics by the one and only Melina Zarkadi

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