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#metal #symphonicmetal #extrememetal Taken from their upcoming album 3.6.2.4 Out March 26th Stream The Lost Compass here: https://orcd.co/the-lost-compass Order/save Album: http://smarturl.it/GOA3624 Hailing from deepest, darkest Suffolk, Ghosts Of Atlantis are a metal band that carry a wealth of experience and professionalism. Like both Cradle Of Filth, and Devilment before it, Ghosts Of Atlantis continues the tradition and staple of the witch county trademark sound. The sound is dark and aggressive, sinister and twisted, yet universally appealing due to big chorus lines, emotive orchestration and massive hooks Sonically, the band crosses many genres and lyrical styles, from poetic spoken word elements, full choirs, and memorable choruses to guttural destruction carried forth through the main vocals. Ghosts Of Atlantis (G.O.A) features both present and past members of Devilment, Failed Humanity, The Conflict Within and Cold Lazarus. Ghosts Of Atlantis comments on The Lost Compass "'For me, personally, I always wanted to end the album on a high, and this track is exactly that. It fits perfect as we look back over the journey of the Atlantian people in 'The Lost Compass,'" says vocalist Phil Primmer. "I like to compare this to the adventures we take throughout life in efforts to find the paths we are destined. Although there are strong narratives and lore based around the lyrics, created by Colin and myself, we worked on how there can be positivity in such a crazy time and how to mold these stories into positive looks at life today. Like when you feel dragged down and pulled under, but yet still find the strength to move forward. Hopefully, people struggling may listen and take some hope to get help or reach out to get back on their journey." Video by Red Opera Productions https://www.facebook.com/theredoperaproductions/ Follow Ghosts Of Atlantis https://www.facebook.com/GhostsOfAtlantisofficial/ https://www.instagram.com/ghostsofatlantisofficial/ https://www.ghostsofatlantisofficial.com/ Follow Black Lion Records https://www.facebook.com/blacklionrecordsswe/ https://www.instagram.com/blacklionrecordsswe/ https://twitter.com/Blacklionrecswe Lyrics Blaspheme, now ingrained in sin Unleashed, fires burn within Wrath And now the sails are set for dawn A Journey that’s unknown to mortal men To the east across the waves Storms start to show the deities’ rage As the waves begin to crash, you can see The weak fall like pawns to the gods of sea And now the seas decide their fate looked to the elders to guide them through the straight And the sun it fades to black Beckoning an age of misanthropy The age of misanthropy Passing through the ocean Under stars we once foretold The writing of the elders, pass through the evergrey As we wake from the mist To the echoes of this world The halls they seem to beckon us Beckons from the throne Putting rest to the secrets, that the elders spoke The cries to us you sing, are falling on deaf ears Blaspheme, now ingrained in sin Unleashed, fires burn within Wrath Now Thunder is all around Lightning strikes, and sails are set to flames Ships will fade into dusk Pull them down, to the depths below Fading into ashes as the gods express their rage Their just lines in the book, as the reader turns the page Only one will now survive Seeks the truth under desolate skies And the sun it fades to black Beckoning an age of misanthropy The age of misanthropy Passing through the ocean Under stars we once foretold The writing of the elders, pass through the evergrey As we wake from the mist To the echoes of this world The halls they seem to beckon, our soul In the web of lies We see them falling, falling Like grains of sand In the web of lies, we see them falling Like grains of sand Step out from this veil of lies Out of the darkness and into the light Force back the powers that control the tides Horizons now beckon as the compass aligns Navigate through dust Release the titans below Close your eyes and let go For the stars, they will guide you home And the sun it fades to black Beckoning an age of misanthropy The lost compass of truth Passing through the ocean Under stars we once foretold The writing of the elders, pass through the evergrey As we wake from the mist To the echoes of this world The halls they seem to beckon Beckons to our soul