Cult Of Luna

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Cult Of Luna


Fear roams throughout this land. Where no man dare tread.
Dark shapes protect the one, not bound by laws or flesh.
When lights are gone, woodland comes alive. Fire is born into their eyes.
Days of isolation. Regret dominates. Unwilling to face what awaits outside.
When lights are gone, woodland comes alive. Fire is born into their eyes.
Ghost of this age. What the creek take. From a wretched state rose the willing.

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Mais tocadas de Cult Of Luna

  1. 01. Clones
  2. 02. Arrival
  3. 03. Circle
  4. 04. Beyond Fate
  5. 05. Deliverance
  6. 06. Clones
  7. 07. Further
  8. 08. Hollow
  9. 09. Leash
  10. 10. Sleep
  11. 11. Receiver
  12. 12. The revelation embodied
  13. 13. The sacrifice
  1. 14. The Watchtower
  2. 15. Unfold the Inside
  3. 16. To Be Remembered
  4. 17. Genesis
  5. 18. The Art Of Self-extermination
  6. 19. Leave Me Here
  7. 20. Thirty four
  8. 21. Finland
  9. 22. Dark City, Dead Man
  10. 23. Marching To The Heartbeats
  11. 24. Back To Chapel Town
  12. 25. Dim
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