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Music video for the 3rd and final single 'Hallowed Ground' by SAREA, released on September 29th 2025.
Taken from the upcoming album 'Last Burning Sun" - set to be released October 24th.
Recorded at Crehate Studios (Now Studio Bohus)
Produced and mixed by Oscar Nilsson & SAREA
Master by Thomas 'Plec' Johansson at The Panic Room
Photo and editing by: Johan Skaneby
Lyrics
This affliction, this malady
A curse without a natural remedy
A plague affected by
The way we look at eachother
In ways transformed by the mind
Fabricate our own reality
Transfix our desire
And mold our expections
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
This affliction, this malady
A curse without a natural remedy
A plague affected by
The way we look at eachother
In ways transformed by the mind
Fabricate our own reality
Transfix our desire
And mold our expections
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
And as I scramble to find the words
There's this feeling that grows inside
That no matter how hard we try
This thing's about to explode
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
Taken from the upcoming album 'Last Burning Sun" - set to be released October 24th.
Recorded at Crehate Studios (Now Studio Bohus)
Produced and mixed by Oscar Nilsson & SAREA
Master by Thomas 'Plec' Johansson at The Panic Room
Photo and editing by: Johan Skaneby
Lyrics
This affliction, this malady
A curse without a natural remedy
A plague affected by
The way we look at eachother
In ways transformed by the mind
Fabricate our own reality
Transfix our desire
And mold our expections
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
This affliction, this malady
A curse without a natural remedy
A plague affected by
The way we look at eachother
In ways transformed by the mind
Fabricate our own reality
Transfix our desire
And mold our expections
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
And as I scramble to find the words
There's this feeling that grows inside
That no matter how hard we try
This thing's about to explode
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
This tragedy
This tragedy has turned from worse to therapy
Believing I was wrong
Psychopathy
To think that I would stick around this jealousy
Burn the hallowed ground
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