Shadows in the Dust (Hollow Men) (Metal Remix) - Alt

male vocals, dark metal, emotional, atmospheric metal, heavy metal, ethereal, epic metal

V4.5-ALL

[Pre-Chorus]
Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead,
A penny for the old guy's thread.

[Verse 2]
Shape without a spirit,
Dreams tethered to the void,
A kingdom of trembling silence,
Creation, then destroyed.
The borderlines are shifting,
Between the thought and the thing,
Here we stumble, here we falter,
As the hollowed voices sing.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead,
A penny for the old guy's thread.

[Bridge]
Between the idea and the shadow,
Between the longing and the fear,
Falls the silence of tomorrow,
Falls the hollow tear.
We walk in death’s twilight kingdom,
Where whispers reign, and shadows bloom.

[Verse 3]
This is the world we’ve made,
Worn thin and frayed,
In the fading hush,
We fade away.
No one minded, bird or tree,
That we perished utterly,
And when the world continued on,
They scarcely knew that we were gone.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead,
A penny for the old guy's thread.

[Chorus]
This is the valley of shadow and dust,
Where the light dies, where the stars rust.
Fingers clutch the fading sky,
Echoes speak where hope won't lie.
Not with a bang, not with a cry,
But a murmur—this is how we die.
.
[Outro]
The world's moved on, turnt to dust,
Spirits broken, caked with rust,
But we remain the desperate roarer,
To cry to others "The horror, the horror!"

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[Verse 1] We are the hollow voices, Whispering through broken fields, Lost in the twilight's traces, Where nothing ever heals. Dry grass in the windless quiet, Eyes that never dare to meet, The fragments of a promise, Crushed beneath our feet. [Pre-Chorus] Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead, A penny for the old guy's thread. [Chorus] This is the valley of shadow and dust, Where the light dies, where the stars rust. Fingers clutch the fading sky, Echoes speak where hope won't lie. Not with a bang, not with a cry, But a murmur—this is how we die. [Verse 2] Shape without a spirit, Dreams tethered to the void, A kingdom of trembling silence, Creation, then destroyed. The borderlines are shifting, Between the thought and the thing, Here we stumble, here we falter, As the hollowed voices sing. [Pre-Chorus] Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead, A penny for the old guy's thread. [Chorus] This is the valley of shadow and dust, Where the light dies, where the stars rust. Fingers clutch the fading sky, Echoes speak where hope won't lie. Not with a bang, not with a cry, But a murmur—this is how we die. [Bridge] Between the idea and the shadow, Between the longing and the fear, Falls the silence of tomorrow, Falls the hollow tear. We walk in death’s twilight kingdom, Where whispers reign, and shadows bloom. [Verse 3] This is the world we’ve made, Worn thin and frayed, In the fading hush, We fade away. No one minded, bird or tree, That we perished utterly, And when the world continued on, They scarcely knew that we were gone. [Pre-Chorus] Mistah Kurtz—he's gone, he's dead, A penny for the old guy's thread. [Chorus] This is the valley of shadow and dust, Where the light dies, where the stars rust. Fingers clutch the fading sky, Echoes speak where hope won't lie. Not with a bang, not with a cry, But a murmur—this is how we die. . [Outro] The world's moved on, turnt to dust, Spirits broken, caked with rust, But we remain the desperate roarer, To cry to others "The horror, the horror!"

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