07 Phantoms

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After a chance meeting with a certified recording specialist and almost two years of fine tuning, Solitude Aeturnus guitarist Steve Moseley has resurrected the live album Hour Of Despair that was recorded in Warsaw, Poland back in 2007.

With the help of long time friend and Solitude Aeturnus alumni Kurt Joye, along with Tim Payne, Brian Turner and Will Skinner, the Hour Of Despair Deluxe Edition album features all new depth and definition, utilizing modern production capabilities to enhance the existing audio without adding any new recordings.

Mastered at Nomad Studio with Gary Long, Hour Of Despair Deluxe Edition features songs from every album by Solitude Aeturnus to date, providing the listener with a flagship sampler of heavy doom metal sounds that were originally recorded between 1991 and 2006.

Please know that purchasing this single direct from our store puts a majority of the money back into our hands, the creators and artists (instead of the streaming platforms), which will enable us to use those funds to produce another project in the future (instead of making the streaming platforms richer), so we thank you for supporting our efforts!

- Steve Moseley
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Save $1.89 and get all twelve songs in our full-album purchase!

Once your purchase is complete, you'll be able to download WAV and MP3 file versions of this song.

Once your purchase is complete, you'll be able to download Desktop Wallpaper and Panoramic Version of the new artwork, an exclusive perk for purchasing from our store.

Here is a list of the files and their sizes that you will be able to download:

MUSIC
07 Phantoms.wav (46.61 MB File)
07 Phantoms.mp3 (14.11 MB File)

IMAGES
1920x1080 Deluxe Edition Wallpaper (96.54 KB File)
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4000x1000 Deluxe Edition Panoramic (124.42 KB File)
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LYRICS
Phantoms

I guess I just can't talk about the simple things
Something drives me further than that
Maybe like a cold desert wind
Maybe like a sinking ship

And I seem so alive in this skin
But I'm really empty inside
It's not something i like to explain
It's just the way it has come to be

What are we now?
hands in the air like a sinking ship
What are we now?
Phantoms of progress
of time and of space

I and my own have been left here alone
Or maybe no one was ever beside us
And the ghosts we have always believed in
Are just the remains of a gypsy wind

And some days I dream of a life on the other side
But what could it's meaning conceive?
Heaven and hell are just names of a suffering
Maybe it just starts all over again

There must be something I'm missing
Something I just cannot find