Durbishwa from Mukvariz by Anamura

Disgrace

In the depths of the night, shadows dwell,
Loss of everything, at the sound of the bell.
Wars and battles, fight with great rage,
Natural catastrophes, the end of an age.

Fire consumes, with its relentless blaze,
Poverty wrecks, in its suffocating haze.
Disease slains, terrible deadly plague,
Ruin devastates, the inevitable end.

Fears of disgrace, realm of despair,
Once it happens, a burden to bear.
In the darkest hour, the sound of the call,
Desperation unleashed, for one and for all.

Fear of loss, of home, land and love,
Wars and scars, nature's fury shown.
Fire burns, poverty and disease,
Ruin is the end, everything expires.

Downfall of life, not possible to escape,
sudden or consequence, provoked or caused.
In the echoes of a time long ago gone,
With their call, the shadows come.

The echoes of doom still resound,
Wrath unleashed, unhealed deep wound.
Dread will devour the hope of the spirit,
Destruction and ashes, remains of anguish.

Mukvariz ikcha nah uko vukatha
Pakara ka Kulthu nah kuntho uko rhaturo
Khosizkauktu ikcha rhuyamo kosmuth
Phusaniz ka Nimaknaam ikcha uko tur zukta

[The fears will not be overcome
The call of the Cult cannot be resisted
The Lords of the End will rule the cosmos
The whispers of the Nameless will be your death]

• Ambient
• epic
• ethnic
• folk
• instrumental
• soundtrack
• Spain