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the dead soul communion

The Dead Soul Communion is a brand new project from Ex Devilment founder Daniel Finch. The band also features Steve Harris British Lion and ex Dearly Beheaded drummer Simon Dawson.
The latest album MMXVII took two years to write and record, and was recorded at Finches home studio SEVENTH WAVE STUDIOS.
Lyrically the album talks about internal struggles, Love, Relationships, Suicide, Self Destruction, Acts of Violence, War and Mental Illness.
LINE UP:
Daniel Finch – Guitars, Vocals, keys (ex 13 Candles, ex Pain Control, ex Devilment)
Edwin Mascorn – Vocals (Psychosism, Immortal Empire, Organ Grinder)
Paul Jensen – Keys, Acoustic Guitar, Vocals (Devil’s Music)
Kev Jackson – Bass (Synaptik, ex D-Void, Ex Devilment)
Simon Dawson – Drums (ex Dearly Beheaded, ex One Minute Silence, Ex Devilment, British Lion)
Marc Hoyland – Additional Keys (Heathen Deity, 13 Candles, Hoyland)
Dan Jackson – Guitar Solos (ex Devilment)
Produced and Mixed by Finch, Jensen
Recorded at Seventh Wave Studios & Scorpio Studios.
Release date : 28-07-17
Label: Self Released (Def2Music Records)
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“For You” promo Video youtu.be/d_Az0CQBE_I
“Suicide Lullaby” Video www.youtube.com/watch?v=x21XJ1…
Devious Journal Entry
whats up
bored !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so very bored !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!boom
misty mountains cold
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek our pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,While hammers fell like ringing bells,
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves,
And harps of gold, where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the heights,
The wind was moaning in the night,
The fire was red, it flaming spread,
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in the dale,
And men looked up with faces pale.
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire,
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon.
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled the hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the Misty Mountains grim,
To dungeons deep and caverns dim,
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!
Under the Mountain dark and tall,
The King has come unto his hall!
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread,
And ever so his foes shall fall!
The sword is sharp, the spear is long,
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong.
The heart is bold that looks on gold;
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
On silver necklaces they strung
The light of stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, from twisted wire
The melody of harps they wrung.
The mountain throne once more is freed!
O! Wandering folk, the summons heed!
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste!
The king of friend and kin has need.
Now call we over the mountains cold,
Come back unto the caverns old!
Here at the gates the king awaits,
His hands are rich with gems and gold.
The king has come unto his hall
Under the Mountain dark and tall.
The Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
And ever so our foes shall fall!