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Trying to figure out how to place my 10 favourite albums. Listening to The Eternal Idol and Promise and Terror tonight. These are my top ten all time favourites btw:

  • Tool - Fear Inoculum
  • Iron Maiden - A Matter of Life and Death
  • Iron Maiden - The X Factor
  • Accept - Blood of the Nations
  • Black Sabbath - The Eternal Idol
  • Sabaton - Carolus Rex
  • Blaze Bayley - Promise and Terror
  • Deep Purple - Purpendicular
  • Queensryche - Operation Mindcrime
  • In Flames - Sounds of a Playground Fading
 
I adore this song!


On a street of old bones
Dust masquerades as skin
Time turns itself to stone
Nothing left to lose and nothing left to win

Desires to break and deconstruct
I defend the middle ground
Every battle I've ever fought
Has either been lost or bought

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

Even the answers that I dream
Are riddled with doubt and holes
Illusions are complicated
Redacted and retold

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

And in the margins of the page
Truth hides but leaves a trace
My complicated illusions
Are now no more than faith

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

And in the margins of the page
Truth hides but leaves a trace
My complicated illusions
Are now no more than faith
 
I adore this song!


On a street of old bones
Dust masquerades as skin
Time turns itself to stone
Nothing left to lose and nothing left to win

Desires to break and deconstruct
I defend the middle ground
Every battle I've ever fought
Has either been lost or bought

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

Even the answers that I dream
Are riddled with doubt and holes
Illusions are complicated
Redacted and retold

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

And in the margins of the page
Truth hides but leaves a trace
My complicated illusions
Are now no more than faith

And in the rhythm of your voice
I find space to rejoice
My complicated illusions
Leave me with no choice

And in the margins of the page
Truth hides but leaves a trace
My complicated illusions
Are now no more than faith
They sound amazingly good
 
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