BAND NAME: Shir Hashirim
GENRE: Symphonic Unblack Metal
STATUS: Split-up
STATUS: Split-up
LOCATION: Brazil (Bento Ribeiro, Rio de Janeiro)
Formed in spring, 2002.
Went on hold; became active again either later in 2002, or early-mid 2003.[1]
The band name means "Song of Songs" in Hebrew.
Last-known contact:
shirhashirim [AT] zipmail [DOT] com [DOT] br
Lineup:
Allyson - Vocals, Guitars
Leonardo (Melckzedeck) - Bass
Adson - Keyboards
Daniel - Drums
Past members:
Past members:
Rômulo - Bass
Links:
Discography:
(artwork
not
available)
title unknown (demo, 2004-2005, NOT SURE IF RELEASED)
Format: CD
Format: CD
Contained 4 tracks. Recording was supposed to start in August of 2004,[2] though it's unclear if this ever happened.
MISCELLANEOUS(?)
The following songs are mentioned on their "lyrics" page. I assume these are the songs that were going to appear on the demo, but I'm not sure. All songs are copyrighted as of 2003.
THE END OF SATAN’S EMPIRE
The empire of Satan has come to an end.
Because Jesus the savior is back.
The honest go with Him
To the kingdom of God.
And the filths to the Hell
In flames with Satan!
Saint God
Saint God
Come Jesus to judge the sin of the nations!
Come Jesus to defeat Satan and his followers!
I’m on the way to Heaven
For a great supper
With God and you angels
For all eternity
ESPIRITUAL EROSION
The cold wind n’ silent night create the garden of melancholy.
Where souls consumed by espiritual erosion walk.
The sympathy of every smile ends after some steps.
You live every minute but die the following second.
Black souls are caught every night by bad spirits.
Altering the marvels...created by God.
Taking away from the sky the ones that look for solution
And marking in the hearts the fallacy of “REINCARNATION”!
Open the doors of you heart to receive
The salvation and pardon of your sins.
And be free from all accusation!
THE LAST TEAR OF SORROW
The last tear of sorrow
Fell down my face.
And carried the death
That lived in my eyes
Today my look is worthy of walking with Jesus!
Every tears a sin
Every sin a pardon.
I cry in Your presence
oh! Powerful God
Today my look is worthy of walking with Jesus!
ROTTING MY IMAGE
The purity of my thought is broken by some misunderstanding.
Memory flash's bring to the surface some drown truths.
Picture-Frames host my image to let corruption stay forever.
Rotting my image... saving my soul!
The psychotic beauty of my feelings is stained by insanity.
My bestial vanity teaches me the disorder discipline.
Slave of innocence to keep protected.
My blindness sacrifices the child inside me.
Deep in my body is the evil seed.
To germinate, grow and kill me.
So that it grows new seeds.
Producing thorns and bacteria.
I die now so that Jesus lives inside me.
Rotting my image for save my soul.
The empire of Satan has come to an end.
Because Jesus the savior is back.
The honest go with Him
To the kingdom of God.
And the filths to the Hell
In flames with Satan!
Saint God
Saint God
Come Jesus to judge the sin of the nations!
Come Jesus to defeat Satan and his followers!
I’m on the way to Heaven
For a great supper
With God and you angels
For all eternity
ESPIRITUAL EROSION
The cold wind n’ silent night create the garden of melancholy.
Where souls consumed by espiritual erosion walk.
The sympathy of every smile ends after some steps.
You live every minute but die the following second.
Black souls are caught every night by bad spirits.
Altering the marvels...created by God.
Taking away from the sky the ones that look for solution
And marking in the hearts the fallacy of “REINCARNATION”!
Open the doors of you heart to receive
The salvation and pardon of your sins.
And be free from all accusation!
THE LAST TEAR OF SORROW
The last tear of sorrow
Fell down my face.
And carried the death
That lived in my eyes
Today my look is worthy of walking with Jesus!
Every tears a sin
Every sin a pardon.
I cry in Your presence
oh! Powerful God
Today my look is worthy of walking with Jesus!
ROTTING MY IMAGE
The purity of my thought is broken by some misunderstanding.
Memory flash's bring to the surface some drown truths.
Picture-Frames host my image to let corruption stay forever.
Rotting my image... saving my soul!
The psychotic beauty of my feelings is stained by insanity.
My bestial vanity teaches me the disorder discipline.
Slave of innocence to keep protected.
My blindness sacrifices the child inside me.
Deep in my body is the evil seed.
To germinate, grow and kill me.
So that it grows new seeds.
Producing thorns and bacteria.
I die now so that Jesus lives inside me.
Rotting my image for save my soul.
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