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Artist: INFERNAL GATES (Sweden)

Album: From the Mist of Dark Waters (1997)

Song: The Son Of Ancient Gloom

Bio

Infernal Gates was formed 1992 by Jonas Gustafsson (Drums), Stefan Sundholm (Vocals, Keyboards) and Anders Hagerborn (Bass). The line-up was completed later that same year when the two guitarists Johan Hedman and Jan-Εke Φsterberg joined the band.

During 1993 Infernal Gates started to perform at local gigs and in December -93 they released their debut demo "In Sadness..." which contained three songs (The veiled sky, In sadness we`re born and My kingdom of beauty ). The debut demo gave Infernal Gates great attention in the underground scene and made way for their second demo "The gathering of tears" that was released in may -94. "The gathering of tears" contained three new songs ( Remembrance of things to come, A void unsealed and the title track The gathering of tears ). The demo got great response and reviews all over the world.

After a while Infernal Gates signed a contract for a full-length CD with X-treme records. The CD "From the mist of dark waters" is released and it contains eight songs ( Greet the storm, In times of sculptured shadows, Under my wings, Ember of illusions, The gathering of tears, A void unsealed, The son of ancient gloom and Remembrance of things to come ).

Lyrics

I remember falling rain as the black birds spread their wings.

My soul was mourning by the lake and the angel fled the wolf.

I could hear the forest sing from my December grave.

Saw my bride forlorn in tears then daylight left my eyes...

Night... Godly death... Beautiful landscapes unseen.

Stars, glowing... Dark are the hours I breathe.

I am........ the son of ancient gloom.

I walk to see the sun, in the kingdom of my father.

I find myself at ease, in the shadow of the dragon.

Black candles at my funeral feast, feeding all the flames of death.

In this castle loneliness will breed, again...

Reach the sea of tragedy where all the rivers run.

Enchanting songs from ghastly shapes. The moonlit water is still.

The crying sculpture on my throne holds everlasting grief.

Silence of the nightingale will always grasp my heart.

Night... Godly death... Beautiful landscapes unseen.

Stars, glowing... Dark are the hours I breathe.

I am........ the son of ancient gloom.

I walk to see the sun, in the kingdom of my father.

I find myself at ease, in the shadow of the dragon.

Black candles at my funeral feast, feeding all the flames of death.

In this castle loneliness will breed, again...

The ocean of pure sadness is my burden...

Now the time of my last farewell, I have no regrets.