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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
Member(bands): Order of the Black Skull, Utvar, Darminosia Dispera, Hiydra, Plamen večnosti |
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1 | Husks of Light | Single | 2017 | Show album |
2 | Vessel of the Void | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
3 | The Nox Harbinger | EP | 2018 | Show album |
4 | Dreadful Grace | Single | 2020 | Show album |
Husks of Light
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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1. | Dark Waters of White Cross | 01:28 | instrumental |
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2. | Husks of Light | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
These halfwits keep on circling in the dust breeding a profane stench the concequence of lust Behold the view from the top of the world Valleys and hills, lands and cities born from the filth of sleep that swirls in this husk thinking of breathing Dreamer, I call to thee not knowing your name Liar, there is something in your eye None will manage to escape the storm of all storms Can you hear, can you sense The losing of it all Painted, molded, managed to cover up the production of profound dullness Animated, corrected, raped to feed the hunger and the daze of the world Entwine with corpses Renew the dead There is the wall at the end Black wall painted with blood from smashed skulls Of those who had no eyes to pierce through the tickest dark Guardian, Someone is wathcing you from the shadows Protector, Something is seeping through your walls None will manage to conceal the birth of this star Outshining all that is Burning these light’s husks |
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06:12 |
Vessel of the Void
Album versions
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October 15th, 2017 | Independent | DNW043 | Digital | Bandcamp |
October 15th, 2017 | Der neue Weg Productions | DNW043 | CD | Limited edition |
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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1. | Orphans of the Lord | 06:48 | Show lyrics |
Not a single step shall be made Nor will this soul come closer or hinter To the temples of the world Asking for food and shelter Not one more breath will be taken Nor another heartbeat heard for this false glory and the blind idols of pride And never shall I taste the blinding colours of the light but stand right in-between them with clear vision and sight Place in me, the recievers of thy will To raise the monument of silence within To shiver alone in darkness and cold Standing naked in the rain that pours cleansing this flesh and soul building thy bleak temple Insert in this flesh the recievers of thy will By the means of hurt and pain Not a single motion shall be made Nor a strive towards the light that stands offering the rotten fruits of the world Not one more drop of this poisoned water will be taken into this dry troath that sings prayers unto the Lord Starving for his bread Starving for his wine To raise the monument of sorrow within To tremble and shiver in the darkness and silence Standing alone in the tempest and storm Come now, father, bless thy orphan children |
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2. | Thanatos Beacon | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
There is this hunger, this famine for you flesh and your blood for the world torn asunder and the utter deconstruction Into the pieces and fragments of its living and pulsating core so it may rust in you sight drag them all into thy light And scatter the fragments upon the ruins and corpses There is this need, this craving to follow the spiral that dark and silent noise of the perpetual driller That dips itself into the mud of this structure of fear Digging and diving making straight the paths of the Lord To fall beneath the known To hear the soundless voice That beckons far beyond the reasons of the world In the desert of silence and cold of the absence of motion and will Stands a tower, a beacon To light the path of solitude This hunger, this holy strife For your bread and your wine For a blessing that shatters Leaving the world in utter silence And in graves and tombs Of this wet and cold earth so it may decay in your embrace cutting all before it sprouts Tongues of fire erode the slumber To walk under the light That shines from the source unknown On this road sown with thorns Following the nameless call From the shreds and ruins Of the world set ablaze The Silence beckons demanding: (make) straight the paths of the Lord |
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3. | Amplification of the Blessings | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
Initiate the blinding of the eyes In order to behold the glory terrible before the weakness of sight and with the treat of eruption The downward spiral Commence the deafening of the ears For the purpose of hearing the grace Roaring silence closer than any sound and with the treat of consuming Motionlessness corrupts the thoughts and they plunge into the river that runs beneath That which matters now is that which never mattered at all The steps on the spiral Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have beheld the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blissful sight Scale up the hungry muteness For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Over the coldest and palest feet Let the core of every construction feel the beating of this very heart that lies silent, empty and hollow beneath and under Maximize the weight of this coil for the spinning has yet to approach the point of the most dreadful deprivation And where everything seems to stop Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have seen the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blisSful sight Scale up the hungry silence For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Upon the very wind of Death Tune up the pain of terror For this chest beats for the night And the wispering winds of the nameless beauty Deeply silent, so dire Amplify the weight of fatigue For the worm fell in love with the night And with the blackest of silks And with the darkest of all lights |
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4. | Whores of the World | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Gates of (this) heaven are screaming and creaking As they open for thee to behold the sight Magnificent and wide, universe alike The land promised through the saints and prophets of time Can you smell the holy stench of this Eden on Earth As it spreads, breeding and pulsing Devouring in hunger Swirling in its own guts and filth Creating Rumors started to gather around this motion Of faith, creed and ambition Dwelling around its empty self They started to spin and move What they did erected from just being present in the front of this marvelous atrocity is the core of the World itself The essence of the greatest deceit Descend down, oh breath of the true parasite Asemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice desperate to speak Receiving the echo of itself Erect these walls the borders that stood noble and proud And the one desperate to confirm his being, his truth, his world vision of time - seed of loss The seed of loss The vision of time Will this knowledge reveal the meaning of the lie? The dream of life, joy and cry embracing everything in its sight Every vision under light Strives to fulfill its filth and blight Assemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice eager to talk Receiving the echo of itself Assemble this Shrine this temple of hunger and lust of the one who craves to know is there more to be owned Hear the desire contracting giving the birth To the prostitutes and whores of the World |
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5. | The Involuntary Recognition | 07:15 | Show lyrics |
How blind is the one who sees? How dull the one who claims to knows? For there is no greater illusion from the concept of self-knowledge How fallen is the one who flies? How weak the strongest one? For there is no returning beyond the point of the involuntary recognition The fear of the will-lessness The searing anchor How small is the greatest one? How profoundly meaningless the most important? For the words hide simply nothing behind them Or do they? How hollow is the happiest one? How ugly the most beautiful? For the child needs a mother and so does the virus its host Surrender, Fall Entwine, Embrace How the rise of coldest depths brings nothing more than its painful self For in order to bring about the light one must know how to free the spark Is the greatest mystery of all hidden not within the blinding of a thought but in the trembling sound of the moving wings of a fly? The fear of the will-lessness The involuntary Recoginiton May the anchors enter sealing all the doors keeping them shut until the very rising of a dawn The assumption of what lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion? What lies behind? What lies? What? Is the shoreline of all decisions just a round-trip’s starting point and with the ticket of the utter hope he streaches his weak arms towards the unknown At the screen of the future projected from the memorised past he creates the greatest illusion the feeling of continious existence |
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6. | Husks of Light | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
These halfwits keep on circling in the dust breeding a profane stench the concequence of lust Behold the view from the top of the world Valleys and hills, lands and cities born from the filth of sleep that swirls in this husk thinking of breathing Dreamer, I call to thee not knowing your name Liar, there is something in your eye None will manage to escape the storm of all storms Can you hear, can you sense The losing of it all Painted, molded, managed to cover up the production of profound dullness Animated, corrected, raped to feed the hunger and the daze of the world Entwine with corpses Renew the dead There is the wall at the end Black wall painted with blood from smashed skulls Of those who had no eyes to pierce through the tickest dark Guardian, Someone is wathcing you from the shadows Protector, Something is seeping through your walls None will manage to conceal the birth of this star Outshining all that is Burning these light’s husks |
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7. | Vessel of the Void | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Maran atha! Opening of the outer non-sphere dreaming the shape, the gate and the entrance Striving upwards, the craving to touch the none this shell is yearning, crying for such Light, unreachable, distant yet present in front of the hands that constantly try to touch but all escapes from their grasp The warmth and the cold ceases within the rays of thy and the flow, not to be seen yes, this shell, craves for thee The pain embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses together with the solitary heart The sorrow travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of the vessel Opening be praised! As the dire winds bluster through the cavities and holes of the love The outer non-sphere spill the shining bliss, pour thy joy most beautiful, so sincere Drops of brightest light dripping from thy pitcher held high in silence profound Slithering through this dry larynx this gaping mouth with cracked lips starving for thee, only for thee As weak flesh trembles it is not alone in the fall for even the mightiest will perish due to the weight of the soul In the front of the presence the source never revealed How tiny the world becomes unvealing what it truly is Marana tha! Invisable, omni-present! The bleak are the fields of interior cold like the lonely heart that needs thy command in order to pulse So come, pour, descent, rain down from the highest of the depths profound from the silence behind every sound to engulf, impregnate this craving ground The bliss embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses toghther with the heart in love The silence travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of this vessel Immersing be prised! As the zephyr caresses the forests and hills of love The outer non-sphere spill the blessings, pour the joy most beautiful, so sincere In the hidden place behind all waves and cycles the song is sang in silence profound May its tone be heard its words remembered carved within the lifes’ very structure Come light, coil! This flesh is the vessel of the void Fertile be this soil This soul is the vessel of thy void Come! Let this blood boil This spirit is the vessel of the void Come and never recoil! This being is the vessel of thy void! |
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8. | The Hole and the Eye | 09:32 | Show lyrics |
Stranger, you live This voice is yours it’s you that I hear and see All that crawls in this pit All the life, parasites and worms Are but a dust for the tempest A waterdrop for the fire Yes it is all nothing and none Hollow reflector and moving deceit With its roots plunged in nowhere Yes it is all none and nothing A hole filled with temporary pulse with the essence of a trader But this hole is within It carved its home, created condition And a structure, a building Celebrating its inhabitant Then he started his work, set the price Opened the doors, put the signs With a confident smile on his face and the stench of the holy ground He began to spread his word around Stranger, I saw thee As you spoke with the whores I heard your voice and felt your limbs moving and making noise in the pit My hands are cold I’m freezing in the wind a stray dog, thin to the bone eating dust, sleeping on stones My hands are cold I’m lurking in the dark in lightless cellar of dripping moisture Neglecting every pain and pleasure What is the cost of searching for The Eye This faint, hurt and sorrow The love of no tomorrow What is the price of craving to reach behind it all Piercing through the present Gazing into the darkness of the abyss To reject the offers of the trader Through scope to watch the stranger With the rifle pointed into the mirror To pray not for the salvation, For this pity dealer and whore To ask not for the heaven for it is the ultimate pleasure and the kingdom of the joker that wears the crown of paper I shiver not from the cold that pierces this body and soul But from thy presence, Lord So firm, silent and bold I tremble not from the weight of the shadows under my skin But from thy light Shining so deep and bright Nothing more to see, Nor something to discover In this hollow chamber, this hole No one could be found, To dig up the mountains and to swim in the volcanoes, to conquer the hell and taste the bliss of heaven All is nothing I am the hole You are the Eye |
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53:13 |
The Nox Harbinger
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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Sifr Shraddha | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Cover art |
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1. | The Nox Harbinger | 07:34 | Show lyrics |
Nox Ablaze the hidden fire Rise Heads of thy starving children Nameless Dragon Entwining in the ways of the unknown As I spit on the pulse of this artificial light Come Dark Night Through the depths of Silence under the sight of his watchful Eye Through the pillars of black smoke Rising the inner flames Squeezing the heart dry feasting upon the burning sorrow pumping the blood for the shadow that enchanted my pale and weak bones In this hole I feel thy cold breath Nothing can pierce through your starless veil No sound, no word, no voice nor form Let me pray on the ruins of the world With your blessings I crave to be thy harbinger In the spinning cycle I saw the crack Lighted by the deepest darkness The desert of the heart gloomy landscape of solitude scorching wind and eternal grey dusk It is this harsh sorrow that I’m bold to carry as a flag for all that crawls in the dark under the stones and beyond the weak sight It is this deep pain that I’m willing to endure For the shade laid her touch on my soul And took my childish hand Nothing can pierce through your starless veil No sound, no word, no voice nor form Let me pray on the ruins of the world With your blessings I crave to be thy harbinger Come Dark Night |
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2. | Prayers for the Tempest | 06:02 | Show lyrics |
Invisable cold pale hands pulling the strings ’till they brake Streaching the global flesh-mass erasing every trace of disease Eating away the landscapes eroding the visions and sight Reaching for the ultimate end the utter and the only aim Twisting every tongue in pain the ever-burning eye of the Storm Cleansing weak flesh and soul eternal calm of Nothingness Dreadful prayers for the tempest reaching to the core of deceit Touching the heart of silence through rites of Solitude Coldest tides are rising Countless black streams running Sacred trumpet sounding The tempest of all storms approaching Spreading in the unknown ways to eradicate the structure of pride Roar, Holy Tempest of all Storms Come, Mother of all Havoc Erase colours of this light and erode the pulse of the world Playing with the bombs in gutter shooting everyone in the line Under you righteous grip all bodies are the same Throwing the razors in mouth of the whores of the world Under your rightful kiss all souls are the same Worthless filth daring to forget that you wait for each and eveything that crawls, breeds and lives to fall into the pit Coldest tides are rising Countless black streams running Sacred trumpet sounding The tempest of all storms approaching Tentacles of darkness Names of the nameless Sounds of total Silence Come, Holy Tempest |
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3. | The Perpetual Devourer | 07:27 | Show lyrics |
The true vastness of the hole Reveals itself through pain Black mouth opened wide Constantly consuming It is this silent hole approaching with every grain of sand that falls in the hourglass The Perpetual Devourer It is thee how hides behind every forced smile as it tries to change the direction in which every taken step goes into cold, dark, oblivious and unknown The path of all paths The end of all ends A way forged not by men As my worthless sight dares to reach behind the motion, It beholds the burning glory of thy Unspeakable Truth Devour me, perpetually It is the gap and the howling void the utter silence of the grand devourer that is the holiest of holy made not by futility of men Devour Every passing second is thy anthem As my worthless and hollow being ares to dream and crave for thy touch So this empty heart beholds the glory of thy Abysmal Depths |
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21:03 |
Dreadful Grace
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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Sifr Shraddha | Recording (instruments, vocals), Mixing |
Ivan Nikita Dujin | Recording (vocals), Mastering, Producer |
Katabasis Design | Artwork |
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1. | Dreadful Grace | 06:36 | Show lyrics |
By Dreadful Grace Eyes have been brought in front of the great circle that moves Creating time within all flesh Ill conceiving body and soul Equip me with Most fearful blade That cuts through all forms of deceit Surrounded with thy Dreadful Proximity I stand in the depths of thy Silence To rise the sword of solitary motion in muteness Never to be witnessed Blessed with the brightest sight the Weapon of all Weapons Taught how To wield thy sword To berry it deep in the core Of the one who inhales thus causing movement of the All Embedded tight breaking from inside turning back was never an option A deed conducted in perfect moment As the absence of the witness ends the relation of subject-object Into dark cold I dip my heart and open these wounds for it to come For through thy blessings my eyes can see The structure of the greatest deceit Out of the light where shadow’s a spark That lights the path so narrow and dark And by thy hand I’ve been led to be fed with your wine and bread It’s all thy pure will For I cannot even conceive the possibility to know nor understand the Absence of all the meaning The last straw is about to break leaving the one how hangs on it in greatest trickery that tomorrow holds the answer Wash me from this dirt of hope and dreams made from the same filth that constitute the circle eyes now see By Thy Grace Bestowing daze As rupture opens within the All Darkness shines clearing sight for thy aiming weapon Seeping in the coldest stream towards the gaping hole in my chest Place within sow it deep the seed of thy unseen sacred tree Place within, seep in me The seed that will sprout in unity with my renewed body, pale soul and darkened spirit Into cold dark I dip my soul and open my heart for you to come With thy blessings my eyes can see The construction of the greatest deceit Out of the light into the dark Thorns on the path ignites the heart And by cold hand I’ve been led Beholding thy throne in absolute dread |
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06:36 |
Vessel of the Void
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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1. | Orphans of the Lord | 06:48 | Show lyrics |
Not a single step shall be made Nor will this soul come closer or hinter To the temples of the world Asking for food and shelter Not one more breath will be taken Nor another heartbeat heard for this false glory and the blind idols of pride And never shall I taste the blinding colours of the light but stand right in-between them with clear vision and sight Place in me, the recievers of thy will To raise the monument of silence within To shiver alone in darkness and cold Standing naked in the rain that pours cleansing this flesh and soul building thy bleak temple Insert in this flesh the recievers of thy will By the means of hurt and pain Not a single motion shall be made Nor a strive towards the light that stands offering the rotten fruits of the world Not one more drop of this poisoned water will be taken into this dry troath that sings prayers unto the Lord Starving for his bread Starving for his wine To raise the monument of sorrow within To tremble and shiver in the darkness and silence Standing alone in the tempest and storm Come now, father, bless thy orphan children |
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2. | Thanatos Beacon | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
There is this hunger, this famine for you flesh and your blood for the world torn asunder and the utter deconstruction Into the pieces and fragments of its living and pulsating core so it may rust in you sight drag them all into thy light And scatter the fragments upon the ruins and corpses There is this need, this craving to follow the spiral that dark and silent noise of the perpetual driller That dips itself into the mud of this structure of fear Digging and diving making straight the paths of the Lord To fall beneath the known To hear the soundless voice That beckons far beyond the reasons of the world In the desert of silence and cold of the absence of motion and will Stands a tower, a beacon To light the path of solitude This hunger, this holy strife For your bread and your wine For a blessing that shatters Leaving the world in utter silence And in graves and tombs Of this wet and cold earth so it may decay in your embrace cutting all before it sprouts Tongues of fire erode the slumber To walk under the light That shines from the source unknown On this road sown with thorns Following the nameless call From the shreds and ruins Of the world set ablaze The Silence beckons demanding: (make) straight the paths of the Lord |
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3. | Amplification of the Blessings | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
Initiate the blinding of the eyes In order to behold the glory terrible before the weakness of sight and with the treat of eruption The downward spiral Commence the deafening of the ears For the purpose of hearing the grace Roaring silence closer than any sound and with the treat of consuming Motionlessness corrupts the thoughts and they plunge into the river that runs beneath That which matters now is that which never mattered at all The steps on the spiral Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have beheld the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blissful sight Scale up the hungry muteness For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Over the coldest and palest feet Let the core of every construction feel the beating of this very heart that lies silent, empty and hollow beneath and under Maximize the weight of this coil for the spinning has yet to approach the point of the most dreadful deprivation And where everything seems to stop Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have seen the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blisSful sight Scale up the hungry silence For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Upon the very wind of Death Tune up the pain of terror For this chest beats for the night And the wispering winds of the nameless beauty Deeply silent, so dire Amplify the weight of fatigue For the worm fell in love with the night And with the blackest of silks And with the darkest of all lights |
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4. | Whores of the World | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Gates of (this) heaven are screaming and creaking As they open for thee to behold the sight Magnificent and wide, universe alike The land promised through the saints and prophets of time Can you smell the holy stench of this Eden on Earth As it spreads, breeding and pulsing Devouring in hunger Swirling in its own guts and filth Creating Rumors started to gather around this motion Of faith, creed and ambition Dwelling around its empty self They started to spin and move What they did erected from just being present in the front of this marvelous atrocity is the core of the World itself The essence of the greatest deceit Descend down, oh breath of the true parasite Asemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice desperate to speak Receiving the echo of itself Erect these walls the borders that stood noble and proud And the one desperate to confirm his being, his truth, his world vision of time - seed of loss The seed of loss The vision of time Will this knowledge reveal the meaning of the lie? The dream of life, joy and cry embracing everything in its sight Every vision under light Strives to fulfill its filth and blight Assemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice eager to talk Receiving the echo of itself Assemble this Shrine this temple of hunger and lust of the one who craves to know is there more to be owned Hear the desire contracting giving the birth To the prostitutes and whores of the World |
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5. | The Involuntary Recognition | 07:15 | Show lyrics |
How blind is the one who sees? How dull the one who claims to knows? For there is no greater illusion from the concept of self-knowledge How fallen is the one who flies? How weak the strongest one? For there is no returning beyond the point of the involuntary recognition The fear of the will-lessness The searing anchor How small is the greatest one? How profoundly meaningless the most important? For the words hide simply nothing behind them Or do they? How hollow is the happiest one? How ugly the most beautiful? For the child needs a mother and so does the virus its host Surrender, Fall Entwine, Embrace How the rise of coldest depths brings nothing more than its painful self For in order to bring about the light one must know how to free the spark Is the greatest mystery of all hidden not within the blinding of a thought but in the trembling sound of the moving wings of a fly? The fear of the will-lessness The involuntary Recoginiton May the anchors enter sealing all the doors keeping them shut until the very rising of a dawn The assumption of what lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion? What lies behind? What lies? What? Is the shoreline of all decisions just a round-trip’s starting point and with the ticket of the utter hope he streaches his weak arms towards the unknown At the screen of the future projected from the memorised past he creates the greatest illusion the feeling of continious existence |
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6. | Husks of Light | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
These halfwits keep on circling in the dust breeding a profane stench the concequence of lust Behold the view from the top of the world Valleys and hills, lands and cities born from the filth of sleep that swirls in this husk thinking of breathing Dreamer, I call to thee not knowing your name Liar, there is something in your eye None will manage to escape the storm of all storms Can you hear, can you sense The losing of it all Painted, molded, managed to cover up the production of profound dullness Animated, corrected, raped to feed the hunger and the daze of the world Entwine with corpses Renew the dead There is the wall at the end Black wall painted with blood from smashed skulls Of those who had no eyes to pierce through the tickest dark Guardian, Someone is wathcing you from the shadows Protector, Something is seeping through your walls None will manage to conceal the birth of this star Outshining all that is Burning these light’s husks |
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7. | Vessel of the Void | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Maran atha! Opening of the outer non-sphere dreaming the shape, the gate and the entrance Striving upwards, the craving to touch the none this shell is yearning, crying for such Light, unreachable, distant yet present in front of the hands that constantly try to touch but all escapes from their grasp The warmth and the cold ceases within the rays of thy and the flow, not to be seen yes, this shell, craves for thee The pain embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses together with the solitary heart The sorrow travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of the vessel Opening be praised! As the dire winds bluster through the cavities and holes of the love The outer non-sphere spill the shining bliss, pour thy joy most beautiful, so sincere Drops of brightest light dripping from thy pitcher held high in silence profound Slithering through this dry larynx this gaping mouth with cracked lips starving for thee, only for thee As weak flesh trembles it is not alone in the fall for even the mightiest will perish due to the weight of the soul In the front of the presence the source never revealed How tiny the world becomes unvealing what it truly is Marana tha! Invisable, omni-present! The bleak are the fields of interior cold like the lonely heart that needs thy command in order to pulse So come, pour, descent, rain down from the highest of the depths profound from the silence behind every sound to engulf, impregnate this craving ground The bliss embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses toghther with the heart in love The silence travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of this vessel Immersing be prised! As the zephyr caresses the forests and hills of love The outer non-sphere spill the blessings, pour the joy most beautiful, so sincere In the hidden place behind all waves and cycles the song is sang in silence profound May its tone be heard its words remembered carved within the lifes’ very structure Come light, coil! This flesh is the vessel of the void Fertile be this soil This soul is the vessel of thy void Come! Let this blood boil This spirit is the vessel of the void Come and never recoil! This being is the vessel of thy void! |
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8. | The Hole and the Eye | 09:32 | Show lyrics |
Stranger, you live This voice is yours it’s you that I hear and see All that crawls in this pit All the life, parasites and worms Are but a dust for the tempest A waterdrop for the fire Yes it is all nothing and none Hollow reflector and moving deceit With its roots plunged in nowhere Yes it is all none and nothing A hole filled with temporary pulse with the essence of a trader But this hole is within It carved its home, created condition And a structure, a building Celebrating its inhabitant Then he started his work, set the price Opened the doors, put the signs With a confident smile on his face and the stench of the holy ground He began to spread his word around Stranger, I saw thee As you spoke with the whores I heard your voice and felt your limbs moving and making noise in the pit My hands are cold I’m freezing in the wind a stray dog, thin to the bone eating dust, sleeping on stones My hands are cold I’m lurking in the dark in lightless cellar of dripping moisture Neglecting every pain and pleasure What is the cost of searching for The Eye This faint, hurt and sorrow The love of no tomorrow What is the price of craving to reach behind it all Piercing through the present Gazing into the darkness of the abyss To reject the offers of the trader Through scope to watch the stranger With the rifle pointed into the mirror To pray not for the salvation, For this pity dealer and whore To ask not for the heaven for it is the ultimate pleasure and the kingdom of the joker that wears the crown of paper I shiver not from the cold that pierces this body and soul But from thy presence, Lord So firm, silent and bold I tremble not from the weight of the shadows under my skin But from thy light Shining so deep and bright Nothing more to see, Nor something to discover In this hollow chamber, this hole No one could be found, To dig up the mountains and to swim in the volcanoes, to conquer the hell and taste the bliss of heaven All is nothing I am the hole You are the Eye |
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53:13 |
Vessel of the Void
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Sifr Shraddha | Everything |
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1. | Orphans of the Lord | 06:48 | Show lyrics |
Not a single step shall be made Nor will this soul come closer or hinter To the temples of the world Asking for food and shelter Not one more breath will be taken Nor another heartbeat heard for this false glory and the blind idols of pride And never shall I taste the blinding colours of the light but stand right in-between them with clear vision and sight Place in me, the recievers of thy will To raise the monument of silence within To shiver alone in darkness and cold Standing naked in the rain that pours cleansing this flesh and soul building thy bleak temple Insert in this flesh the recievers of thy will By the means of hurt and pain Not a single motion shall be made Nor a strive towards the light that stands offering the rotten fruits of the world Not one more drop of this poisoned water will be taken into this dry troath that sings prayers unto the Lord Starving for his bread Starving for his wine To raise the monument of sorrow within To tremble and shiver in the darkness and silence Standing alone in the tempest and storm Come now, father, bless thy orphan children |
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2. | Thanatos Beacon | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
There is this hunger, this famine for you flesh and your blood for the world torn asunder and the utter deconstruction Into the pieces and fragments of its living and pulsating core so it may rust in you sight drag them all into thy light And scatter the fragments upon the ruins and corpses There is this need, this craving to follow the spiral that dark and silent noise of the perpetual driller That dips itself into the mud of this structure of fear Digging and diving making straight the paths of the Lord To fall beneath the known To hear the soundless voice That beckons far beyond the reasons of the world In the desert of silence and cold of the absence of motion and will Stands a tower, a beacon To light the path of solitude This hunger, this holy strife For your bread and your wine For a blessing that shatters Leaving the world in utter silence And in graves and tombs Of this wet and cold earth so it may decay in your embrace cutting all before it sprouts Tongues of fire erode the slumber To walk under the light That shines from the source unknown On this road sown with thorns Following the nameless call From the shreds and ruins Of the world set ablaze The Silence beckons demanding: (make) straight the paths of the Lord |
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3. | Amplification of the Blessings | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
Initiate the blinding of the eyes In order to behold the glory terrible before the weakness of sight and with the treat of eruption The downward spiral Commence the deafening of the ears For the purpose of hearing the grace Roaring silence closer than any sound and with the treat of consuming Motionlessness corrupts the thoughts and they plunge into the river that runs beneath That which matters now is that which never mattered at all The steps on the spiral Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have beheld the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blissful sight Scale up the hungry muteness For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Over the coldest and palest feet Let the core of every construction feel the beating of this very heart that lies silent, empty and hollow beneath and under Maximize the weight of this coil for the spinning has yet to approach the point of the most dreadful deprivation And where everything seems to stop Tune up the sounds of terror For these eyes have seen the night And they will never be put to rest until they reach again that blisSful sight Scale up the hungry silence For this maggot has witnessed the waves And the fluttering of the blackest silk Upon the very wind of Death Tune up the pain of terror For this chest beats for the night And the wispering winds of the nameless beauty Deeply silent, so dire Amplify the weight of fatigue For the worm fell in love with the night And with the blackest of silks And with the darkest of all lights |
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4. | Whores of the World | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Gates of (this) heaven are screaming and creaking As they open for thee to behold the sight Magnificent and wide, universe alike The land promised through the saints and prophets of time Can you smell the holy stench of this Eden on Earth As it spreads, breeding and pulsing Devouring in hunger Swirling in its own guts and filth Creating Rumors started to gather around this motion Of faith, creed and ambition Dwelling around its empty self They started to spin and move What they did erected from just being present in the front of this marvelous atrocity is the core of the World itself The essence of the greatest deceit Descend down, oh breath of the true parasite Asemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice desperate to speak Receiving the echo of itself Erect these walls the borders that stood noble and proud And the one desperate to confirm his being, his truth, his world vision of time - seed of loss The seed of loss The vision of time Will this knowledge reveal the meaning of the lie? The dream of life, joy and cry embracing everything in its sight Every vision under light Strives to fulfill its filth and blight Assemble this hall this room with no windows and doors And a voice eager to talk Receiving the echo of itself Assemble this Shrine this temple of hunger and lust of the one who craves to know is there more to be owned Hear the desire contracting giving the birth To the prostitutes and whores of the World |
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5. | The Involuntary Recognition | 07:13 | Show lyrics |
How blind is the one who sees? How dull the one who claims to knows? For there is no greater illusion from the concept of self-knowledge How fallen is the one who flies? How weak the strongest one? For there is no returning beyond the point of the involuntary recognition The fear of the will-lessness The searing anchor How small is the greatest one? How profoundly meaningless the most important? For the words hide simply nothing behind them Or do they? How hollow is the happiest one? How ugly the most beautiful? For the child needs a mother and so does the virus its host Surrender, Fall Entwine, Embrace How the rise of coldest depths brings nothing more than its painful self For in order to bring about the light one must know how to free the spark Is the greatest mystery of all hidden not within the blinding of a thought but in the trembling sound of the moving wings of a fly? The fear of the will-lessness The involuntary Recoginiton May the anchors enter sealing all the doors keeping them shut until the very rising of a dawn The assumption of what lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion of the world? What lies behind the motion? What lies behind? What lies? What? Is the shoreline of all decisions just a round-trip’s starting point and with the ticket of the utter hope he streaches his weak arms towards the unknown At the screen of the future projected from the memorised past he creates the greatest illusion the feeling of continious existence |
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6. | Husks of Light | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
These halfwits keep on circling in the dust breeding a profane stench the concequence of lust Behold the view from the top of the world Valleys and hills, lands and cities born from the filth of sleep that swirls in this husk thinking of breathing Dreamer, I call to thee not knowing your name Liar, there is something in your eye None will manage to escape the storm of all storms Can you hear, can you sense The losing of it all Painted, molded, managed to cover up the production of profound dullness Animated, corrected, raped to feed the hunger and the daze of the world Entwine with corpses Renew the dead There is the wall at the end Black wall painted with blood from smashed skulls Of those who had no eyes to pierce through the tickest dark Guardian, Someone is wathcing you from the shadows Protector, Something is seeping through your walls None will manage to conceal the birth of this star Outshining all that is Burning these light’s husks |
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7. | Vessel of the Void | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Maran atha! Opening of the outer non-sphere dreaming the shape, the gate and the entrance Striving upwards, the craving to touch the none this shell is yearning, crying for such Light, unreachable, distant yet present in front of the hands that constantly try to touch but all escapes from their grasp The warmth and the cold ceases within the rays of thy and the flow, not to be seen yes, this shell, craves for thee The pain embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses together with the solitary heart The sorrow travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of the vessel Opening be praised! As the dire winds bluster through the cavities and holes of the love The outer non-sphere spill the shining bliss, pour thy joy most beautiful, so sincere Drops of brightest light dripping from thy pitcher held high in silence profound Slithering through this dry larynx this gaping mouth with cracked lips starving for thee, only for thee As weak flesh trembles it is not alone in the fall for even the mightiest will perish due to the weight of the soul In the front of the presence the source never revealed How tiny the world becomes unvealing what it truly is Marana tha! Invisable, omni-present! The bleak are the fields of interior cold like the lonely heart that needs thy command in order to pulse So come, pour, descent, rain down from the highest of the depths profound from the silence behind every sound to engulf, impregnate this craving ground The bliss embraces the ribcage of the flesh it pulses toghther with the heart in love The silence travels through the flesh nerve network entwining itself with the core of this vessel Immersing be prised! As the zephyr caresses the forests and hills of love The outer non-sphere spill the blessings, pour the joy most beautiful, so sincere In the hidden place behind all waves and cycles the song is sang in silence profound May its tone be heard its words remembered carved within the lifes’ very structure Come light, coil! This flesh is the vessel of the void Fertile be this soil This soul is the vessel of thy void Come! Let this blood boil This spirit is the vessel of the void Come and never recoil! This being is the vessel of thy void! |
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8. | The Hole and the Eye | 09:35 | Show lyrics |
Stranger, you live This voice is yours it’s you that I hear and see All that crawls in this pit All the life, parasites and worms Are but a dust for the tempest A waterdrop for the fire Yes it is all nothing and none Hollow reflector and moving deceit With its roots plunged in nowhere Yes it is all none and nothing A hole filled with temporary pulse with the essence of a trader But this hole is within It carved its home, created condition And a structure, a building Celebrating its inhabitant Then he started his work, set the price Opened the doors, put the signs With a confident smile on his face and the stench of the holy ground He began to spread his word around Stranger, I saw thee As you spoke with the whores I heard your voice and felt your limbs moving and making noise in the pit My hands are cold I’m freezing in the wind a stray dog, thin to the bone eating dust, sleeping on stones My hands are cold I’m lurking in the dark in lightless cellar of dripping moisture Neglecting every pain and pleasure What is the cost of searching for The Eye This faint, hurt and sorrow The love of no tomorrow What is the price of craving to reach behind it all Piercing through the present Gazing into the darkness of the abyss To reject the offers of the trader Through scope to watch the stranger With the rifle pointed into the mirror To pray not for the salvation, For this pity dealer and whore To ask not for the heaven for it is the ultimate pleasure and the kingdom of the joker that wears the crown of paper I shiver not from the cold that pierces this body and soul But from thy presence, Lord So firm, silent and bold I tremble not from the weight of the shadows under my skin But from thy light Shining so deep and bright Nothing more to see, Nor something to discover In this hollow chamber, this hole No one could be found, To dig up the mountains and to swim in the volcanoes, to conquer the hell and taste the bliss of heaven All is nothing I am the hole You are the Eye |
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