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Auroch
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Current | |
S.M. | Guitars (2008-present), Vocals (2012-present) |
Member(bands): Mitochondrion, Tusk, Abriosis, Garotting Deep (live) | |
Cuillen Sander | Vocals, Guitars (2008-2011), Vocals (2020-present) |
Member(bands): Tusk | |
Z.C. | Drums (2010-present) |
Member(bands): Morbid Surgeon | |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals (2013-present) |
Member(bands): Irradiate, Mitochondrion, Night Profound, Archspire, Havoc, Gremory, Chaos Assassin | |
P. Fiess | Guitars (2020-present) |
Member(bands): Bone Chalice, Fornskog, Funeral Circle, Ominosity, Fermenting Fart, Garotting Deep | |
Past | |
Aron Winrob | Bass (2008-2010) |
Member(bands): Tusk | |
Sol Kauffman | Drums (2008-2010) |
Member(bands): Tusk | |
P.O. | Guitars, Vocals (2008-2010, 2011-?) |
Member(bands): Aghasura, Paul Ozz, Rejoice! The Light Has Come, Nightmarer (live), Tusk, Kymatica | |
Nikko Whitworth | Bass (2011) |
Member(bands): Expain, Unleash the Archers, Nylithia, Harvest the Infection (live) | |
Past (Live) | |
Tom Liu | Drums (2009) |
Casey Ory | Drums (2009) |
Member(bands): Titans Eve, Entropia | |
Sol Kauffman | Drums (2010) |
Member(bands): Tusk | |
Vincent Yu | Guitars (2010) |
Member(bands): Fetus Grinder, Dying Process, The Hallowed Catharsis | |
Nikko Whitworth | Bass (2011) |
Member(bands): Expain, Unleash the Archers, Nylithia, Harvest the Infection (live) | |
Bart Brudzinski | Guitars (2011) |
Kyle Sheppard | Drums (2012) |
Member(bands): Finite, Mournir, Terrifier, Artep, Kymatica, Unleash the Archers, Datura | |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals (2013) |
Member(bands): Irradiate, Mitochondrion, Night Profound, Archspire, Havoc, Gremory, Chaos Assassin | |
P. Fiess | Guitars (2017-2020) |
Member(bands): Bone Chalice, Fornskog, Funeral Circle, Ominosity, Fermenting Fart, Garotting Deep |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Death May Die | Demo | 2009 | Show album |
2 | Stranger Aeons | Demo | 2010 | Show album |
3 | Auroch / Ancient Obliteration | Split | 2010 | Show album |
4 | From Forgotten Worlds | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
5 | In Extolation of Death | Split | 2012 | Show album |
6 | Taman Shud | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
7 | Seven Veils | EP | 2015 | Show album |
8 | In Cronian Hour | Split | 2016 | Show album |
9 | Mute Books | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
10 | Stolen Angelic Tongues | EP | 2020 | Show album |
11 | All the Names of the Night | Compilation | 2020 | Show album |
Death May Die
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Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals |
Aron Winrob | Bass |
Sol Kauffman | Drums |
Cuillen Sander | Vocals, Guitars |
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1. | Stranger Aeons | ||
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2. | Obsidian Legacy | ||
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3. | Acolyte | ||
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4. | Nautilus | ||
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5. | Haunter of Darkness | ||
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Stranger Aeons
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Cuillen Sander | Vocals |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Aron Winrob | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vadim | Artwork |
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1. | Stranger Aeons | 00:58 | |
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2. | Acolyte | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
See our creased faces of devotion Dark desire, mythic tears Untapped prophecy The dedication ceremony Piercing eyes, coming from the black Unhealthy face, distorting your words Dreams of fear, I have now undertaken sleepless hours are dawning Never setting. Shoggal mass coming from the black Unhealthy face, corrupting your soul Feel flesh mold, naive acolyte Taste new air, of imprisoned minds Spawn of our father, I have use for you Time you’ll learn is endless in its wake Behold death and the lessons it hold Trust in your creator Your master, your god Little do you know |
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3. | Y’ha-Nthlei | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
Dagon!!! Hydra!!! Remember!!! Watch as the waters sway within grasp Of no dwindling gaze Where perplexing shivers are cast To those who stand by the shore Waiting for the father to return After much sacrifice The scent heavy in the Innsmouths lair A fowl that represents the coming of The mystical master who will implement riches To those who have given virgin blood Upon the altars of Y’ha-Nthlei The faces of the formless glow Dancing around the fire. Tonight Hydra is bourn. Awoken from her sleep Her emerald eyes they stare deep into my mind A shiver cast on me, her essence is divine to me And now slithering forth from the dark corners Of the order comes the bubbling eyes! A Sigil of the formlessness to come, In this time of naive chaos. Bring light to this delicious. Eminent is how I stand, at the brink of night Wind brushing past my form. The rain falling upon the stone I must utter the chants Of the most sacred words A shiver cast upon me, her essence is so pure to me. |
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4. | Osiris | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Curse of the Pharaoh. Temple of the damned Pestilence takes its toll - Decay upon the land Stare into my eyes, death upon the Nile Listen to my words, hear the crying child. Now you’ve come to die - Bow before the eye Beneath the sands of time - Punish all mankind! |
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5. | Within Human | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Look inside yourself And tell me what you see When your thoughts reside in silence Have you come to notice the complexities? Of contemplation, where anything can be Do we really own our minds? Or are we just their designs Lost without hope, our map to the light Shows routs out of control What greed do we need? To find eternity within serenity When will I find this light? To resurrect my soul that’s lost within myself Lying to yourself about what you feel You ask what does it matter if it can’t be seen. But to open internal, your eyes to take a glance It may alter the future, to analyze the past. Do we really own our minds? Or are we are their designs You say you can see, but whats really there? If no one perceives, does a god even care? Our comprehension suffers in limits In low dimensions we are entangled within it When time is lost over hours of crying Over what we believe. Is it truth that’s dying? Or is it me? |
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6. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of Yog-Sothoth I speak in spheres Beyond dimensional time future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my call When stars sleep to lullabies of the sky Dregs of Sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee! A birth of hunger came Desire truth and soul But how can we see? If knowledge cannot disbelieve? The sky is silent, the stars are gone. Dregs of Sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee! |
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7. | Black Art Ritual | 07:21 | Show lyrics |
Shrouded in mystery waiting to escape When the stars align, the priest awakes Palace of dreams, The city of sleeping death Tombs of Slumber in R’lyeh Thunder strikes the ocean Summoned things long dead, no longer asleep, Awoken. Waking dead, the beast reborn sleeping death, knowledge forlorn Black Art Ritual, tomes of Death The master deep in R’lyeh is the chosen one. Long imprisoned in his keep Crawling forward from the deep Greast foreboding, runs its course Ancient god is coming forth, for your life! Ancient evil soon arrives There is no time Sleep no longer holds back terror, Unleash power tenfold Slumber of the Ancient Ones, Now unleash, the power untold! Soon you’re dead. Forgotten place lost at sea, swallowed beneath unnumbered tears Awoken from their endless sleep Fear and sunken sanity Rises from his keep - The ritual complete! Hell unleashed through icy sea, Lightening summons blasphemy Waited for unnumbered days For when the waters drift away. Creatures from another kind, Stride forward from another time Now the master draws his breath Becomes a life of living death. |
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8. | Avatar | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
A Silent shadow, the grace of the sea From the depths far below Ascends from the deep A ship marked for death, unknowing its fate Sails blind to the horror that under awaits. Avatar of death, look below as he cometh. Lord of the deep and king of distant shores In hours of vengeance he shows no remorse Twisted his soul, blood carnage his lust See now how the waves part Destroy us he must. Avatar of death, look below as he cometh. Monoloth incarnate, Shivering trough sleepless spires Identity is paradise that aspires to be In his ultimate divinity. His cloak is of ageless fear Now bow to his terror Your end is near! |
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9. | Obsidian Legacy | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Though your mind has reeled Time continues to twist around you Through centuries of error The terror now has bound to burn you Something much more real The fabrication of our existence. Obsidian Legacy. Trial by fire, for far too long Has allowed passage for our mistakes this end forseen in the elder days Ridding the planet of our human ways Of life undeserved, receive a taste. Obsidian Legacy. Reign of terror ends Delusion of life is now over Earth is given time to heal But life is slowly bleeding new forms. Festering masses of selfish hate Truthless anger That negates all future. Obsidian Legacy. |
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10. | Haunter of Darkness | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
Shadow cast from the steeple Obscuring the light of day Nocturnal menace Lightning prestige of the night Haunting presence, voices fill the air A quest for ones self To find that you are not there. Discover myself as I drift away Past shadows and time Lose grasp on sight and sound and thought The further I dwell to my mind. The Haunter of Darkness Suffer me not the pain to live Alone I must stand to face the elder suns And so collapses time’s catacombs. Visions, hallucinations, of eras gone by Angles cut into blackness pure Piercing past the veils of our senses Lost fear found eventually. The burning eye, Cutting through the dreams The winds of hell, cost against the skin Influence of maniac Corrupting from within. Without purpose, continue. Misery. Paranoia. Death. Unable to see myself. Unable to be alone. Once you lose that piece of the mind You may never be the same. Everything depends on lightning now. |
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11. | Death May Die | 02:44 | instrumental |
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Auroch / Ancient Obliteration
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Ancient Obliteration | |
Leslie Hurteau | Bass, Vocals |
Jacob Absolon | Guitars |
Marcell Fraser | Drums |
Geoff Olson | Vocals, Synth |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sam Levitt | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Auroch - Astral King | 06:12 | |
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2. | Auroch - Chapel of Ghouls (Morbid Angel cover) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Ghouls attack the church Crush the holy priest Turning the cross towards hell Writhe in satan’s flames Crush the priest The feeble church Dead - your god is dead Fools - your god is dead Useless prayers of lies Behold satan’s rise Crush the priest The feeble church The family of dog Lust upon my altar Demons attack with hate Satan in the fires of hell awaits Death against you all God hear my death call |
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3. | Auroch - Haunter of Darkness (live) | 08:05 | |
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4. | Ancient Obliteration - Hypertruth Odyssey | ||
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5. | Ancient Obliteration - Fungus Brain | ||
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6. | Ancient Obliteration - Bitch We Gonna Kill You (Abigail cover) | ||
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From Forgotten Worlds
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 28th, 2012 | Hellthrasher Productions | HELLTHRASHER XXII | CD | |
October 26th, 2012 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
May 28th, 2014 | Tridroid Records | Cassette | ||
March 11th, 2016 | 20 Buck Spin | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue | |
March 11th, 2016 | 20 Buck Spin | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 12th, 2017 | Krucyator Productions | Digital | Bandcamp | |
November 2nd, 2017 | Krucyator Productions | KP008 | Cassette |
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Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
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1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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In Extolation of Death
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VadimVon | |
Ikon Vadim Von | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | VadimVon - The Summoning | 04:01 | |
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2. | VadimVon - Rise of the Serpents | 03:55 | |
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3. | VadimVon - Speak Thy Name | 04:36 | |
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4. | Auroch - From Forgotten Worlds | 04:39 | |
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5. | Auroch - Tundra Moon | 03:15 | |
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6. | Auroch - Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:22 | |
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25:48 |
Taman Shud
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 24th, 2014 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 136 | CD | |
June 24th, 2014 | Profound Lore Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 7th, 2014 | Exitium Productions | IOB025 | Cassette | Limited edition |
August 11th, 2014 | Dark Descent Records | DDR112LP | 12" vinyl |
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S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stuart McKillop | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Antithesis | Artwork |
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1. | Villainous | 03:02 | Show lyrics |
Hail oh son of fire, master of the sword;, see the rise of the aeon of the adversary! Perpetuation of the patternless strike; fear and doubt in the hearts of the panic-struck. Lance sharp, words like venom, minds like poison thorns. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates. Catechism ruinous, sermons of hate, there shall be no peace at the gates. Sub vino, sub rosa. They are worthless. This ends here. To cut their tongues and dry their eyes, to pleasure the orifices of their wives, to pound their effegies into dust, stagnating forms drip sweat and pus, ab imo pectore... Utterly villainous Utterly villainous Homicidum facies adulterabis facies furtum falsum testimonium dices Fire - sanguine flame. That which coarses in my veins. Advent of the coming of the line of cain making holy, sacrifice, that which you hold dear. Malediction. Swarming to the precipice. Liminal detriment. Rites of the solemn death. Those who take the oath of the double-helixed knife- fireborn. Occultate. In lineage with the snake. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates again. |
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2. | Octavo (Swirling in Capricorn) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Beware, man to sol sworn. When the virgin enters Capricorn. Thoughts of yours by the thorax torn. As shedding mask is so slowly shorn. Boubonic gnosis boils and blisters. Druj pervasive wracks son of sister. Now within Cronian hour is the virgin abcised- deflowered. Curse upon Assiah, fabric torn. See beyond cloth Incumbent in Citta Vaticano. Lord’s milk helixes the sartorious; seeps through sartorial gown. "Visions! Brother Emmanuel!" Exclaimeth the occupant of the sede vacante. "When all Kether’s excrement comes to light, shall I wear the mask of the True Petrine." Hiraeth reverberate and reaffirm the time of Templar that I might exclaim "Mysterium Baphometis Revelatum" Hewn in gold, Auroboros. The keys that stamp and brand my back. Thee extolled, Capricornus. The fiat of the absurdist’s act. Resplendent in the citadel of death, and flesh. So therefore truth execrating, with hands that pledge to execute the worthless song of God! Tzimzum creates it’s own, Tzimzum, a microcosm to suffer the macrocosm. Diminshing vacuous, in philosophical integrity. But the Hireath of Venus. Ignites yet! He who shall be victorious, in the final age must lead through the funeral parlours of Aquarius and in to the mouth of the drowning Helios. The undying will penetrates the wet and fertile void. Unpenitent copulation in the unkept garden. Obsessed by sex and power. For what fool would profess to the rebellious dormant to know the nature of his own antithesis? So then, whom is the masochist who grovels at the base of that precarious spire, where the depraved despot perspires in nausious angst? And which is the one that flees the impending sargassum in futile protest? Away! All ye Now is time for Honing of prurience Suffer my will ablaze As I endure Self-inflicted divinity Wimper your credo As I complete The Great Work |
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3. | Noxious Plume | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
So it is done, (or the voice of the final truth has told me as much, rather.) Capricornus is come to the house of Aquarius to avert the Mars catastrophe (and avenge the crimes of MIthras). Lament and observe the plummet of the carcinogen. Eyes wide. Wider! Esophogus dry heaving white ash of veinal tributary (as she pampers my length by her tongue.) Sweat glisten-cascade, swollen gristle-pulsate, seraphic clitoris-adulate, Sede Vacante-Metastasize. Oblunged long-obsecrete, wither widdershins-wuther, nexious baptism-sacroillianct, kundalin tether-torrence, noxious plume-faether, ardent verdelet-canonized, whorish womb-burstung, serpentime shour-impendant Larveic snakes suckle thistles, ovulate lactose in Ars Diaboli. Transgress to run risk of consequence, but hesitate and fall victim to sequence. We who would make a saints of Mefisto & Aabadonne. They are incapable of what we do, and they hate us for it. As they should. Amen. Enriched by consequence, oath-bound to earthbound retaliation. Modus Operandi. Feign horrific omnipotence in inexplicable lieu of pattern. There can be no way, when the only path is to stray. Taman Shud. Finished. Solicit the illicit and the uncontainable. Rapturous spear in the costals of paragon matrimony. Fall victim to words which were never said. And in turn I’m entrapt to a plethora of deviance. A pantheon of decadent indulgence, for each foul deed is defiled then deified. Judge me greatly, for though I am utterly assured of and by the truth, I am not above, nor adverse. To defeat. How long until the night’s monster is the conqueror of the morrow? And how long until the infant will crucify himself? Will you watch as your threnodies augment nothing; as your tepid, fetid pitties plummet in to the vacuous orifices that are the deaf ears of Azazel? Then, too, gaze as I penetrate; sojourning forbidden, wet depths. Oh how it harms thee so, and pleasures me not; a veritahle murder-suicide of morals. And I am slut-shamed in the abbatoir of the illustrious dutchess, back bleeding sanguine sigil of Verdelet-In-Viscera. As her great judge, he can only do what he knows is best- make a martyr of me! Before that gaping edifice I am risen to the name of Christos! What of my cold body of years? Godlike calcination in my bones of frivolity. Savagely flayed with maxila at the cross roads, again and again. But she wants to be raped, and who am I to say no? Such is the credo of villians, so run, cower, hide, O ye weaker man. Noxious plume of Ama Lilith! |
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5. | Voice of Gemini | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
The whole congregation of the sacred sisterhood of the Ardent Rose will fling themselves prostrate in Balasana at the hooves of Moloch before this is over. The master spoke a word in the meadow and said another in the coven’s clearing, and on a midsummer night’s wind were they carried to this alembic. They’ll scream my name, (Proxosos) before this is over so let them see the true face behind the mask. A million withering husks dessicate in advent of future’s collision with the past. Bearing the scars of the fable, but not the stigmata of revelation, revealed at last. Shed your deathveil, O antichrist! Bear witness, bare naked, the face of the final truth unmasked. Sorath Semper Ardens And the Petrine Sede Vacante Whisper to ignite and extinguish Ite Htr Vag Hra Vma Hto In Anxious hands tremor to disinter the unbaptized dead, in the hour of Saturnus, in the house of Capricorn. Anxious hands tremor to take the crown from the cold cadaver. The celestial firmament buckles under weight of detonation of will. All enslaved to the four directions and for letters will taste the burden of sexual aristocracy. Here alone with her undressing. Martyr impalement. |
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6. | Death Canonized | 02:06 | Show lyrics |
He already is lord- lungs ejaculate vitrolic ichor, attained through harnessing Averno’s nadir. Light’s ubiquitous conduit imbibes fosforescence, emitting radiance. Sulphuric ardent tyranny; austere nigredo awakens Sorath. Brazen evil leads idolators across liminality. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear the garments from your bride’s breasts. Brazier discarded in a heap of inhibitions. Will blazing doing as I would. Natasmuditmarat. | |||
7. | Defixio | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Where compelled. The irradiated flourish. Atrocities towards firmament. Spayed loins. Devious decadence. Shatter prism. Psalteria of the cut-tongue. Make a saint of the master. For threefold are his miracles. And if to be Spinifer is revered as primary tenet of the foremost fiat. Then surely there is none. So Holy, Holy! Holy! Holy! Userper of the bronze throne from the timid regency of olam and akasha. Sojourn the cavern’s depths. Born in the glow of the afterfuck. Baptized in the dripping cleft of her swollen vagina. Nurtured between labia. Dead in her mouth. Buried between her hips. Reborn in sodom. In climax of engorged labia. Crescent arc of vengeance weapons. Ye shall be absolved. Imbibe my seed. ye shall be vindicated. When I lay hands that murder. Must I make good on my word as a testament to my resolve? Then let the violence commence without further hesitation. Let’s not kid ourselves here. I will transgress and transcend where you have trepidation to traverse. Sa’ul Saphos Sophia Amen |
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8. | Novemportis | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I’ll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen. Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction. Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Novem portis, adon olam! |
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9. | The Balkan Affair | 01:42 | instrumental |
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25:48 |
Seven Veils
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August 8th, 2015 | Graceless Recordings | Grace018 | Cassette | Limited edition |
August 8th, 2015 | Graceless Recordings | Grace018 | 7" vinyl |
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S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
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Danille Gauvin | Cover art |
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1. | Seven Veils | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
Venite ergo in nomine in verbum in logos in carne Adonai Mephistopheles Ora pro Salome Caput mortem reflects Medusa, Thaumiel births Janus, but Sirush decapitates Hydra’s ego. Lignam vitae- lingam vindex to Phallic Primarch, but the castration edict is now behest by the Grand Devourer. I rise to the task, and wrest the thorax of the Philisoph from the Pater Tenebrarum. This scythe conquers everything in good time, and not before that; all wilt to their reflection. Abu Hol, constricting force of creation hallowed, I orate this imprecation to the cloister’s shadows, "Valeat, Jehovah. Ignei, aerii, aquatani spiritus, salvete!" Spit on pews and pulpit with the venom of the forked tongue. Invincible saurian order sheds skin under black sun. Wither! Gods of men. Phallic fallacies imbibe ambrosia. Arise, Taninsam, as spectral ether gathers in the cloister. All hail Death. The seven veils dance... Obstruct the will of Lord, the holy script and word, with the brazen bark of the crucifix, to suplicate the decimation. Adversary’s sword tortures the Lord abhored; the impalement of martyrs. This is flawless; this is advent of the coming lawless. Diminishing from God, on the path of Nod, hyperbolic decimating force shall reverse the worldly seperation. Tzimzum now erased, and devoid of faith, we shatter lithic law under malice’s mallus, severing creations phallus. Salome I pledge unto thee, inviolable matriarch on what little is real; By the head of the baptist- On the taste of your cunt. Mother of the moon, by the 18th and the 22nd, rise up from your tomb and hear the voices of your children beckon, "Venite, venite, mater lacrimosa- quid tardatis? Ite velocius." Tongue between your hips, both of us praise to the name of the hidden one! Maiden of Absolute Darkness- know now that the deed is done: All return to One; One returns to None; None returns to All returns to One; One returns to None; None returns, too |
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2. | Coronation | 03:10 | Show lyrics |
Congregate posthumously on the grave of the gibbering fool... The path of prophets uninitiated to the esoterra, and unknowing of glass elegies, that are the psalms and hymns of the black sun of the Lord. Words which proselytize and make to glass the righteous of heart and foolish of mind... For imprecations cast whilst casting eyes on the cross may never be exorcised... (Invocation expunged for practical purposes) And with no regard for penitence the furious maiden of death ascends/descends from non-being and engulfs the worthless in a cocoon of purulent wisdom, for they must imbibe their own blood and piss... Remember... |
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06:41 |
In Cronian Hour
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June 27th, 2016 | Dark Descent Records | DDR158EP | 7" vinyl | |
June 3rd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp (Mitochondrion) |
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Mitochondrion | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals, Guitars |
Karl Godard | Drums, Vocals |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
Auroch | |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Vocals |
Ian Campbell | Vocals |
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Colin Marston | Mastering |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
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1. | Auroch - Leaden Words Sown | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and lead full of be. Cross’d as leather and twine; knot naught nolde hubris from septen placenta severed in bridal surrogation. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? BLEED YE DRY IN TO THE MOUTH OF THE VERITABLE DEVIL Bleed thee dry, in to the maw of the veritable Devil! Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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2. | Mitochondrion - Gilded Words Reaped | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and thine lung full of lead. Cross’d as leather and twine; from septen severed. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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11:55 |
Mute Books
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October 21st, 2016 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 173 | CD | |
October 21st, 2016 | Profound Lore Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2016 | Dark Descent Records | DDR173CS | Cassette | |
January 2017 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 173.5 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
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Sebastian Montesi | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals, Piano |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals, Didgeridoo, Flute, Tambourine |
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Mikhayla Illyena | Vocals (female) |
Scythe Bearer | Intonations, Bone Kangling |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals |
Karl Godard | Vocals |
Phil Fiess | Reverberations |
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Arthur Rizk | Mixing, Mastering |
Cold Poison Design | Artwork |
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1. | Billowing Vervain | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Satan, decompose the adipose and oppose the verbose verb oath. Tenets curtail in chambers foetid; salamandrine host deluge from the amphora. Urn vericose, take flight on Icarian currents; in anabasis plummet to charnel leagues. It is Helios’ time to devour Iscariot in the basalt of Styx; cerbereposed. What will it take to flood the Hells? How many years must pass before the levees widen? Before the Leviathan swidens? Long hours will be lost to the floodplains of consciousness- and hours innumerable remain yet. What have ye to say for all your brittle whims? When wanton wants wither and wane, will you wallow in the womb? With wounds be ye wracked... Drink the shit from the cancerous bowels of Corinth’s patron, for Lucifer in policeverso doth pressure your hyoid; the same as plucked from that honeycombed hive. Pregnant and famished- peons to the claw of Cancer, and sigilium therein. An ovulating and obeisant child of Mercury milks feces from a tumorous and flaccid penis. Mark my words, Siddim! I alone speak the truth; None before me have, And none who come after will. The solecorporeal and providential phosphene, For but a moment- Viscerally triangulated. Janus gapes the edifice to the temple of Yeshua- and the waters rush in. Janus gapes the edifice to the chambers of Satan- and the waters rush in. Omnascient- ever-birth the weight of white waters. To the inescapable tide’s predation submit, and plummet in to the Taurus mouth. Ophiotaurus on throne of disjoined bones, arms aloft to be as Sa’ul. O, LORD! I am your son! Manasseh! Hear my voice! Amon! I bow to thee! O! Father Cain! Bless and accept this work! From septenary diminish The non-finite in formulae. Within the athenor of Taurus Fading, toxins of uterine dispel creation so total. Serifalanx! Even imperishable vanguard concede as the waters rush in. Lexiconsume! The thorn genesis most finite in terminus as the waters rush in. I know now your name, and I call you by it as the rivers deluge in to the furnace. Break me on the rocks. Amphora to athenor. I now know your name, Moloch. |
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2. | He Wreaths the Cross | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
(Concerning the concealed interstice by which he lays portent upon the twice octonary event) He strikes the tower with crippling force; he topples the Godhead. He sends nations of accusers and usurpers to assail the edifice; he brings the fire of perdition with him. He impales children and woman on weapons heretical; he castrates their fathers with obsidian knives, serpentine in shape. (Concerning the apparent dilemma directly antecedent to the aforementioned event) He lashes them in tandem at the thorax, but alas the lash is one of leather. The leather is of that carved in resplendence from the carcass of every great bovine God. Theirs is Moloch, and he has granted them honour with this marriage. A triunity reformed. (Concerning the Great Discipline) So can he too then not be as Abraxas? He is seated upon the axis of Abir, and flagellates the necks of the betrothed. Does he not wear a mask with great protrusions from the cranium? Verily, he does. And the servitors may stay, and they may drink of mercurial semen each hour, or they may go as Azazel, and bring water a nameless desert. In corde meo abscondi eloquium tuum ut non peccem tibi... HE WREATHS THE CROSS! (Concerning the martyrdom of finality) Man in himself is a fine cross- and one worthy of a Christ impaled. To pray in fever dream for a man from Talpiyot to step forth from the scarlet night is the fate of the katabat. Sainthood awaits. |
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3. | Say Nothing | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Know this- this which I proclaim past truth! That which is ordained as holy law even up through the corridors of Hell; even the lowest hall of Elysium. There is not one hand which may scribe a codex for the Devil, and there is not one mind with the knowledge of Satan’s doctrine; and there is not one tongue that may hiss the true name of that abomination! For there are no ears that have heard it, and yet there is not one which has not! Crane’d pillar prostrates its nacre upon necrolith; eager ecstasy flung alabaster vitality to the foot of the famished tomb. Woman of many phosphenes; eyes not unlike altar-stelles. Mouths like myriad alembics; multitude of mirrors to mask master’s countenance. Lost in the murk of flotsam created when ye Devill’s name was uttered in Syriac, the neophyte’s soul’s exclaims "all hail death". BERITH COME FORTH! White hands calmly caress beneath the mandibles, and the pearls are scattered. Wight hands clammily carest occipitals, and Venus is shattered. Show them, O Grande Marquis, where the heir hath erred in the airt! Tell them, Leopold, of the archer’s acumen! Frothing at pregnant maw; a jovian child splayed in droll supplication. It is he who sayeth, lunting gayly the gold and merrily the myrh of the manger, -Patiently, darling, in the reverential presence of the torrent of revenants! -Quietly, my dear, in this time of no angels! Behold! Death will temper the vanities! Frayed tapestries flutter and pustules burst in adoration. Sojourn the cloister’s naos unct in hyssop. The sage, bound so, may never be set aflame. All paths have lead here. BEHOLD! Ye victim of order imposed, Neither dilligence, Nor sanctified verbum, May kiss even the foot of my master, Nor the ring of his papacy. |
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4. | Tipharethagirion | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
To put fear in the heart of Helios! Tipharethagirion, ne’er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow’s dawn. Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister’s corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon. Hear me, O cancerous sun! TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON! whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won. Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan’t affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight. The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o’er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done. Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be! Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere to make Turinic shroud be clear. The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known. Eleven eyes of cancer blaze! Hear my voice, O end of days! |
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5. | The Keeping | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
I could not know how quietly they spoke, until I came close, and heard nothing still. Take solace in my work done; my word kept and thine to keep. Naos, open be. When verbum and ordeal may be counted alike, and a ten fingered hand has been fed, then the pentacles to glass may return, and the naos shall open be. Thy airt of the acre- ripe for the reaping. Blood of my heart- thine for the keeping. |
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6. | Her Bidding | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Sire a litter of whores, Tresmegistus! Supple crux resonates through all Ninevah bouyant on a feverwind, redolent of hircine diaspora. Lignam vitae, lingam vindex! Pythian dismay; heed to auspex! Super flumina Babalonis! Hadogenous Magdalen! Hadogenous Magdalen! In through the porous birthing pools they slip; bounding out the maws... Their mother’s honey hath conjoined matter, but her acid has dissolved all laws... On the lunar crest and solar cusp she waits in joined division... Only the Other God may drink from her chalice of strange vision... Edax rerum! Baphomet, appear! Summon the name of the night- Ama Lilith. Speak shemhamforasch and take flight on breath of ire; (to) concede not again. When Gilgamesh hath hewn thy place of resting, the hour will be thine. I, who shall not be counted amongst your rescinded matriarchs. Ye, who shall never recant my name. |
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7. | Cup of Hemlock | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok. Ye seminal, arte of word and sword. As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword. Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora. Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove. Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour. Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance. The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull. Recant even the helm of the Mitræ. Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock. Anadramoloktawshaytan! Saraf Samael Adonai! The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork. To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein. Taurus fading. Speak now the name of the olde enemy. I give you my word, If you give me the cup of Hemlock. Moloch rising! Speak now the true name of God! I give you my word, if you grant me the grail of Adramalech! Imbibe the hemlock. Drink deep of manbain. |
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Stolen Angelic Tongues
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April 24th, 2020 | 20 Buck Spin | 12" vinyl | 3 colors | |
April 24th, 2020 | 20 Buck Spin | Digital |
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Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals |
Culain | Vocals, Percussion |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals |
Philip Fiess | Guitars, Vocals |
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Scythe Bearer | Kangling |
Crooked Mouth | Vocals (additional) |
Paul Duzounov | Guitars (additional) |
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Cold Poison | Layout |
Luciana Lupe Vasconcelos | Cover art (Vinyl version) |
Cam Mesmer | Recording (guitar & drums) |
Arthur Rizk | Mastering |
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1. | Shattering the Axis Mundi | 01:05 | |
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2. | Hideous New Gods | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
“Their god commandeth crimes, ours doth giveth blessings upon us. The Good Lord hath ordained vengeance; he will give strength to our arms and courage to our hearts. Cast down the image of the god of the blancs, because he maketh the tears to flow from our eyes. Hearken unto Liberty that speaketh now in all your hearts.” Centrifugal totem splinter’d, doric diadem dissolve Corinth, whereupon lofty layeth the crown, down come crashing. Denigrate the world pillar, et eat spurn. Erect within the lowest naos of vitriol a potomitan. Zo li mache, li mache, li mache... Distant like Bondye, et bond ye. Complete disintegration of the axis mundi. O, that which might give forth light, must endure burning... Must endure... Burning... Cast down the God of the white man, and cast him out forever. |
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3. | Carving the Axis Mundi | 06:32 | Show lyrics |
Though light seem’d so the flower, it measureless to man remained. An enormity both atramentous, and yet too with aurora emblazoned. Contain’d within it’s triplicity, the paradigm whole, and verily contain’d within the paradigm whole, the greatest betrayal. This births so time, and reprisal verily; the deed must mirror weaponry immemorial. Demarcate the beleaguered e’er by hands with waxy blood. Thy Dead First ambulate the clearing’s circumference. And through all this, I noticed not, the hag waiting in the Jatropha bush, screaming, unblinking. So chaste, yet bot restraint. Full with wicked laughter, and still nolde speak, but to the(e,) deceased. Striating the sensation of cessation the way that Yamhamelah cuts clay. Preserve’d in thine dying within thine salt’s sagacity. One giving no passage, nor amnesty, to the edict or issue of Yishai. Put sand in the mouths of the ailing. And you dig them a grave, and draw your vevé on the basin of Ganvie. You kiss their brow, with lips like a trestle-board from broad thistles, thick with sigil’d missives. Preside now where the waking await, and the weight of azoth clouds the graves like yeast. Wed they with the sabbath within them; thou art all at once lord and lore. I speak, and you appear. You speak, and the coffins levitate. The coffins speak, and howling laughter resounds through the tombs. |
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4. | Coffin Nails | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Wraithful idol. An idol of Wrath! Beloved son of the bastard King Malefica muse motivates a madness Craft work and wrath curse spoken Luna looks favourably thrice Keeper’s coins and a Cross Queen’s song Summoning my Father in his old home "This man’s eyes have magic: He does Black Magick" Listen equiliberator and hellborn Gifts for a whorish Mother Gifts for a hellish Father They who dwell in the brass vessel A dead man’s box at a dead man’s door Built on breath and burning blasphemy Pinned, veiled, and baptised One by one into the casket cleansed Stitched maw of the amphibioid Filled with bane to choke upon Spectral serpent spite sown Ashen asp amulet addendum Nigromancia I speak: The celestial and infernal language Scream in stolen angelic tongues Funerary rites for a lightless heaven |
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5. | Erecting the Axis Mundi | 03:30 | |
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All the Names of the Night
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Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals |
Culain | Vocals, Percussion |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals |
Philip Fiess | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars (additional) |
Scythe Bearer | Vocals (additional) |
Ian Campbell | Vocals (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cold Poison | Layout |
Luciana Lupe Vasconcelos | Cover art (Vinyl version) |
Cam Mesmer | Recording (guitar & drums) |
Arthur Rizk | Mastering |
Antithesis | Cover art (CD version) |
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1. | Seven Veils | 03:31 | |
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2. | Coronation | 03:10 | |
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3. | Leaden Words Sewn | 05:16 | |
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4. | Shattering the Axis Mundi | 01:05 | |
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5. | Hideous New Gods | 03:41 | |
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6. | Carving the Axis Mundi | 06:32 | |
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7. | Coffin Nails | 03:17 | |
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8. | Erecting the Axis Mundi | 03:30 | |
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30:02 |
From Forgotten Worlds
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Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
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Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
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1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:10 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:10 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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Side B | |||
5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:10 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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Side B | |||
5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:10 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:10 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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35:09 |
From Forgotten Worlds
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Paul Ouzounov | Guitars, Vocals |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sebastian Montesi | Layout |
Danille Gauvin | Artwork |
Bart Williams | Mastering |
Brendan Beilman | Engineering, Mixing |
Ryan Williams | Mastering |
Stuart McKillop | Engineering (drums) |
Rob Smitts | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | From Forgotten Worlds | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES |
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2. | Fleshless Ascension (Paths of Dawn) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one. What is the curve of the pseudopodia, And the ceremonious opening of the maw, if not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs... |
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3. | Slaves to a Flame Undying | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life |
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4. | Dregs of Sanity | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve |
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5. | Pathogenic Talisman (For Total Temporal Collapse) | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix’s Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe’s hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep... |
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6. | Terra Akeldama | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!) |
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7. | Bloodborne Conspiracy | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade, Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man’s passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE! |
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8. | Tundra Moon | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia, To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death’s cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER |
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Taman Shud
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S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stuart McKillop | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Antithesis | Artwork |
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1. | Villainous | 03:02 | Show lyrics |
Hail oh son of fire, master of the sword;, see the rise of the aeon of the adversary! Perpetuation of the patternless strike; fear and doubt in the hearts of the panic-struck. Lance sharp, words like venom, minds like poison thorns. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates. Catechism ruinous, sermons of hate, there shall be no peace at the gates. Sub vino, sub rosa. They are worthless. This ends here. To cut their tongues and dry their eyes, to pleasure the orifices of their wives, to pound their effegies into dust, stagnating forms drip sweat and pus, ab imo pectore... Utterly villainous Utterly villainous Homicidum facies adulterabis facies furtum falsum testimonium dices Fire - sanguine flame. That which coarses in my veins. Advent of the coming of the line of cain making holy, sacrifice, that which you hold dear. Malediction. Swarming to the precipice. Liminal detriment. Rites of the solemn death. Those who take the oath of the double-helixed knife- fireborn. Occultate. In lineage with the snake. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates again. |
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2. | Octavo (Swirling in Capricorn) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Beware, man to sol sworn. When the virgin enters Capricorn. Thoughts of yours by the thorax torn. As shedding mask is so slowly shorn. Boubonic gnosis boils and blisters. Druj pervasive wracks son of sister. Now within Cronian hour is the virgin abcised- deflowered. Curse upon Assiah, fabric torn. See beyond cloth Incumbent in Citta Vaticano. Lord’s milk helixes the sartorious; seeps through sartorial gown. "Visions! Brother Emmanuel!" Exclaimeth the occupant of the sede vacante. "When all Kether’s excrement comes to light, shall I wear the mask of the True Petrine." Hiraeth reverberate and reaffirm the time of Templar that I might exclaim "Mysterium Baphometis Revelatum" Hewn in gold, Auroboros. The keys that stamp and brand my back. Thee extolled, Capricornus. The fiat of the absurdist’s act. Resplendent in the citadel of death, and flesh. So therefore truth execrating, with hands that pledge to execute the worthless song of God! Tzimzum creates it’s own, Tzimzum, a microcosm to suffer the macrocosm. Diminshing vacuous, in philosophical integrity. But the Hireath of Venus. Ignites yet! He who shall be victorious, in the final age must lead through the funeral parlours of Aquarius and in to the mouth of the drowning Helios. The undying will penetrates the wet and fertile void. Unpenitent copulation in the unkept garden. Obsessed by sex and power. For what fool would profess to the rebellious dormant to know the nature of his own antithesis? So then, whom is the masochist who grovels at the base of that precarious spire, where the depraved despot perspires in nausious angst? And which is the one that flees the impending sargassum in futile protest? Away! All ye Now is time for Honing of prurience Suffer my will ablaze As I endure Self-inflicted divinity Wimper your credo As I complete The Great Work |
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3. | Noxious Plume | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
So it is done, (or the voice of the final truth has told me as much, rather.) Capricornus is come to the house of Aquarius to avert the Mars catastrophe (and avenge the crimes of MIthras). Lament and observe the plummet of the carcinogen. Eyes wide. Wider! Esophogus dry heaving white ash of veinal tributary (as she pampers my length by her tongue.) Sweat glisten-cascade, swollen gristle-pulsate, seraphic clitoris-adulate, Sede Vacante-Metastasize. Oblunged long-obsecrete, wither widdershins-wuther, nexious baptism-sacroillianct, kundalin tether-torrence, noxious plume-faether, ardent verdelet-canonized, whorish womb-burstung, serpentime shour-impendant Larveic snakes suckle thistles, ovulate lactose in Ars Diaboli. Transgress to run risk of consequence, but hesitate and fall victim to sequence. We who would make a saints of Mefisto & Aabadonne. They are incapable of what we do, and they hate us for it. As they should. Amen. Enriched by consequence, oath-bound to earthbound retaliation. Modus Operandi. Feign horrific omnipotence in inexplicable lieu of pattern. There can be no way, when the only path is to stray. Taman Shud. Finished. Solicit the illicit and the uncontainable. Rapturous spear in the costals of paragon matrimony. Fall victim to words which were never said. And in turn I’m entrapt to a plethora of deviance. A pantheon of decadent indulgence, for each foul deed is defiled then deified. Judge me greatly, for though I am utterly assured of and by the truth, I am not above, nor adverse. To defeat. How long until the night’s monster is the conqueror of the morrow? And how long until the infant will crucify himself? Will you watch as your threnodies augment nothing; as your tepid, fetid pitties plummet in to the vacuous orifices that are the deaf ears of Azazel? Then, too, gaze as I penetrate; sojourning forbidden, wet depths. Oh how it harms thee so, and pleasures me not; a veritahle murder-suicide of morals. And I am slut-shamed in the abbatoir of the illustrious dutchess, back bleeding sanguine sigil of Verdelet-In-Viscera. As her great judge, he can only do what he knows is best- make a martyr of me! Before that gaping edifice I am risen to the name of Christos! What of my cold body of years? Godlike calcination in my bones of frivolity. Savagely flayed with maxila at the cross roads, again and again. But she wants to be raped, and who am I to say no? Such is the credo of villians, so run, cower, hide, O ye weaker man. Noxious plume of Ama Lilith! |
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5. | Voice of Gemini | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
The whole congregation of the sacred sisterhood of the Ardent Rose will fling themselves prostrate in Balasana at the hooves of Moloch before this is over. The master spoke a word in the meadow and said another in the coven’s clearing, and on a midsummer night’s wind were they carried to this alembic. They’ll scream my name, (Proxosos) before this is over so let them see the true face behind the mask. A million withering husks dessicate in advent of future’s collision with the past. Bearing the scars of the fable, but not the stigmata of revelation, revealed at last. Shed your deathveil, O antichrist! Bear witness, bare naked, the face of the final truth unmasked. Sorath Semper Ardens And the Petrine Sede Vacante Whisper to ignite and extinguish Ite Htr Vag Hra Vma Hto In Anxious hands tremor to disinter the unbaptized dead, in the hour of Saturnus, in the house of Capricorn. Anxious hands tremor to take the crown from the cold cadaver. The celestial firmament buckles under weight of detonation of will. All enslaved to the four directions and for letters will taste the burden of sexual aristocracy. Here alone with her undressing. Martyr impalement. |
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6. | Death Canonized | 02:06 | Show lyrics |
He already is lord- lungs ejaculate vitrolic ichor, attained through harnessing Averno’s nadir. Light’s ubiquitous conduit imbibes fosforescence, emitting radiance. Sulphuric ardent tyranny; austere nigredo awakens Sorath. Brazen evil leads idolators across liminality. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear the garments from your bride’s breasts. Brazier discarded in a heap of inhibitions. Will blazing doing as I would. Natasmuditmarat. | |||
7. | Defixio | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Where compelled. The irradiated flourish. Atrocities towards firmament. Spayed loins. Devious decadence. Shatter prism. Psalteria of the cut-tongue. Make a saint of the master. For threefold are his miracles. And if to be Spinifer is revered as primary tenet of the foremost fiat. Then surely there is none. So Holy, Holy! Holy! Holy! Userper of the bronze throne from the timid regency of olam and akasha. Sojourn the cavern’s depths. Born in the glow of the afterfuck. Baptized in the dripping cleft of her swollen vagina. Nurtured between labia. Dead in her mouth. Buried between her hips. Reborn in sodom. In climax of engorged labia. Crescent arc of vengeance weapons. Ye shall be absolved. Imbibe my seed. ye shall be vindicated. When I lay hands that murder. Must I make good on my word as a testament to my resolve? Then let the violence commence without further hesitation. Let’s not kid ourselves here. I will transgress and transcend where you have trepidation to traverse. Sa’ul Saphos Sophia Amen |
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8. | Novemportis | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I’ll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen. Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction. Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Novem portis, adon olam! |
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9. | The Balkan Affair | 01:42 | instrumental |
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Taman Shud
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S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antithesis | Artwork |
Stuart McKillop | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
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1. | Villainous | 03:02 | Show lyrics |
Hail oh son of fire, master of the sword;, see the rise of the aeon of the adversary! Perpetuation of the patternless strike; fear and doubt in the hearts of the panic-struck. Lance sharp, words like venom, minds like poison thorns. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates. Catechism ruinous, sermons of hate, there shall be no peace at the gates. Sub vino, sub rosa. They are worthless. This ends here. To cut their tongues and dry their eyes, to pleasure the orifices of their wives, to pound their effegies into dust, stagnating forms drip sweat and pus, ab imo pectore... Utterly villainous Utterly villainous Homicidum facies adulterabis facies furtum falsum testimonium dices Fire - sanguine flame. That which coarses in my veins. Advent of the coming of the line of cain making holy, sacrifice, that which you hold dear. Malediction. Swarming to the precipice. Liminal detriment. Rites of the solemn death. Those who take the oath of the double-helixed knife- fireborn. Occultate. In lineage with the snake. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates again. |
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2. | Octavo (Swirling in Capricorn) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Beware, man to sol sworn. When the virgin enters Capricorn. Thoughts of yours by the thorax torn. As shedding mask is so slowly shorn. Boubonic gnosis boils and blisters. Druj pervasive wracks son of sister. Now within Cronian hour is the virgin abcised- deflowered. Curse upon Assiah, fabric torn. See beyond cloth Incumbent in Citta Vaticano. Lord’s milk helixes the sartorious; seeps through sartorial gown. "Visions! Brother Emmanuel!" Exclaimeth the occupant of the sede vacante. "When all Kether’s excrement comes to light, shall I wear the mask of the True Petrine." Hiraeth reverberate and reaffirm the time of Templar that I might exclaim "Mysterium Baphometis Revelatum" Hewn in gold, Auroboros. The keys that stamp and brand my back. Thee extolled, Capricornus. The fiat of the absurdist’s act. Resplendent in the citadel of death, and flesh. So therefore truth execrating, with hands that pledge to execute the worthless song of God! Tzimzum creates it’s own, Tzimzum, a microcosm to suffer the macrocosm. Diminshing vacuous, in philosophical integrity. But the Hireath of Venus. Ignites yet! He who shall be victorious, in the final age must lead through the funeral parlours of Aquarius and in to the mouth of the drowning Helios. The undying will penetrates the wet and fertile void. Unpenitent copulation in the unkept garden. Obsessed by sex and power. For what fool would profess to the rebellious dormant to know the nature of his own antithesis? So then, whom is the masochist who grovels at the base of that precarious spire, where the depraved despot perspires in nausious angst? And which is the one that flees the impending sargassum in futile protest? Away! All ye Now is time for Honing of prurience Suffer my will ablaze As I endure Self-inflicted divinity Wimper your credo As I complete The Great Work |
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3. | Noxious Plume | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
So it is done, (or the voice of the final truth has told me as much, rather.) Capricornus is come to the house of Aquarius to avert the Mars catastrophe (and avenge the crimes of MIthras). Lament and observe the plummet of the carcinogen. Eyes wide. Wider! Esophogus dry heaving white ash of veinal tributary (as she pampers my length by her tongue.) Sweat glisten-cascade, swollen gristle-pulsate, seraphic clitoris-adulate, Sede Vacante-Metastasize. Oblunged long-obsecrete, wither widdershins-wuther, nexious baptism-sacroillianct, kundalin tether-torrence, noxious plume-faether, ardent verdelet-canonized, whorish womb-burstung, serpentime shour-impendant Larveic snakes suckle thistles, ovulate lactose in Ars Diaboli. Transgress to run risk of consequence, but hesitate and fall victim to sequence. We who would make a saints of Mefisto & Aabadonne. They are incapable of what we do, and they hate us for it. As they should. Amen. Enriched by consequence, oath-bound to earthbound retaliation. Modus Operandi. Feign horrific omnipotence in inexplicable lieu of pattern. There can be no way, when the only path is to stray. Taman Shud. Finished. Solicit the illicit and the uncontainable. Rapturous spear in the costals of paragon matrimony. Fall victim to words which were never said. And in turn I’m entrapt to a plethora of deviance. A pantheon of decadent indulgence, for each foul deed is defiled then deified. Judge me greatly, for though I am utterly assured of and by the truth, I am not above, nor adverse. To defeat. How long until the night’s monster is the conqueror of the morrow? And how long until the infant will crucify himself? Will you watch as your threnodies augment nothing; as your tepid, fetid pitties plummet in to the vacuous orifices that are the deaf ears of Azazel? Then, too, gaze as I penetrate; sojourning forbidden, wet depths. Oh how it harms thee so, and pleasures me not; a veritahle murder-suicide of morals. And I am slut-shamed in the abbatoir of the illustrious dutchess, back bleeding sanguine sigil of Verdelet-In-Viscera. As her great judge, he can only do what he knows is best- make a martyr of me! Before that gaping edifice I am risen to the name of Christos! What of my cold body of years? Godlike calcination in my bones of frivolity. Savagely flayed with maxila at the cross roads, again and again. But she wants to be raped, and who am I to say no? Such is the credo of villians, so run, cower, hide, O ye weaker man. Noxious plume of Ama Lilith! |
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4. | Taman Shud | 01:21 | instrumental |
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5. | Voice of Gemini | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
The whole congregation of the sacred sisterhood of the Ardent Rose will fling themselves prostrate in Balasana at the hooves of Moloch before this is over. The master spoke a word in the meadow and said another in the coven’s clearing, and on a midsummer night’s wind were they carried to this alembic. They’ll scream my name, (Proxosos) before this is over so let them see the true face behind the mask. A million withering husks dessicate in advent of future’s collision with the past. Bearing the scars of the fable, but not the stigmata of revelation, revealed at last. Shed your deathveil, O antichrist! Bear witness, bare naked, the face of the final truth unmasked. Sorath Semper Ardens And the Petrine Sede Vacante Whisper to ignite and extinguish Ite Htr Vag Hra Vma Hto In Anxious hands tremor to disinter the unbaptized dead, in the hour of Saturnus, in the house of Capricorn. Anxious hands tremor to take the crown from the cold cadaver. The celestial firmament buckles under weight of detonation of will. All enslaved to the four directions and for letters will taste the burden of sexual aristocracy. Here alone with her undressing. Martyr impalement. |
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6. | Death Canonized | 02:06 | Show lyrics |
He already is lord- lungs ejaculate vitrolic ichor, attained through harnessing Averno’s nadir. Light’s ubiquitous conduit imbibes fosforescence, emitting radiance. Sulphuric ardent tyranny; austere nigredo awakens Sorath. Brazen evil leads idolators across liminality. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear the garments from your bride’s breasts. Brazier discarded in a heap of inhibitions. Will blazing doing as I would. Natasmuditmarat. | |||
7. | Defixio | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Where compelled. The irradiated flourish. Atrocities towards firmament. Spayed loins. Devious decadence. Shatter prism. Psalteria of the cut-tongue. Make a saint of the master. For threefold are his miracles. And if to be Spinifer is revered as primary tenet of the foremost fiat. Then surely there is none. So Holy, Holy! Holy! Holy! Userper of the bronze throne from the timid regency of olam and akasha. Sojourn the cavern’s depths. Born in the glow of the afterfuck. Baptized in the dripping cleft of her swollen vagina. Nurtured between labia. Dead in her mouth. Buried between her hips. Reborn in sodom. In climax of engorged labia. Crescent arc of vengeance weapons. Ye shall be absolved. Imbibe my seed. ye shall be vindicated. When I lay hands that murder. Must I make good on my word as a testament to my resolve? Then let the violence commence without further hesitation. Let’s not kid ourselves here. I will transgress and transcend where you have trepidation to traverse. Sa’ul Saphos Sophia Amen |
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8. | Novemportis | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I’ll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen. Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction. Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Novem portis, adon olam! |
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9. | The Balkan Affair | 01:42 | instrumental |
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25:48 |
Taman Shud
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antithesis | Artwork |
Stuart McKillop | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
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1. | Villainous | 03:02 | Show lyrics |
Hail oh son of fire, master of the sword;, see the rise of the aeon of the adversary! Perpetuation of the patternless strike; fear and doubt in the hearts of the panic-struck. Lance sharp, words like venom, minds like poison thorns. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates. Catechism ruinous, sermons of hate, there shall be no peace at the gates. Sub vino, sub rosa. They are worthless. This ends here. To cut their tongues and dry their eyes, to pleasure the orifices of their wives, to pound their effegies into dust, stagnating forms drip sweat and pus, ab imo pectore... Utterly villainous Utterly villainous Homicidum facies adulterabis facies furtum falsum testimonium dices Fire - sanguine flame. That which coarses in my veins. Advent of the coming of the line of cain making holy, sacrifice, that which you hold dear. Malediction. Swarming to the precipice. Liminal detriment. Rites of the solemn death. Those who take the oath of the double-helixed knife- fireborn. Occultate. In lineage with the snake. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates again. |
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2. | Octavo (Swirling in Capricorn) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Beware, man to sol sworn. When the virgin enters Capricorn. Thoughts of yours by the thorax torn. As shedding mask is so slowly shorn. Boubonic gnosis boils and blisters. Druj pervasive wracks son of sister. Now within Cronian hour is the virgin abcised- deflowered. Curse upon Assiah, fabric torn. See beyond cloth Incumbent in Citta Vaticano. Lord’s milk helixes the sartorious; seeps through sartorial gown. "Visions! Brother Emmanuel!" Exclaimeth the occupant of the sede vacante. "When all Kether’s excrement comes to light, shall I wear the mask of the True Petrine." Hiraeth reverberate and reaffirm the time of Templar that I might exclaim "Mysterium Baphometis Revelatum" Hewn in gold, Auroboros. The keys that stamp and brand my back. Thee extolled, Capricornus. The fiat of the absurdist’s act. Resplendent in the citadel of death, and flesh. So therefore truth execrating, with hands that pledge to execute the worthless song of God! Tzimzum creates it’s own, Tzimzum, a microcosm to suffer the macrocosm. Diminshing vacuous, in philosophical integrity. But the Hireath of Venus. Ignites yet! He who shall be victorious, in the final age must lead through the funeral parlours of Aquarius and in to the mouth of the drowning Helios. The undying will penetrates the wet and fertile void. Unpenitent copulation in the unkept garden. Obsessed by sex and power. For what fool would profess to the rebellious dormant to know the nature of his own antithesis? So then, whom is the masochist who grovels at the base of that precarious spire, where the depraved despot perspires in nausious angst? And which is the one that flees the impending sargassum in futile protest? Away! All ye Now is time for Honing of prurience Suffer my will ablaze As I endure Self-inflicted divinity Wimper your credo As I complete The Great Work |
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3. | Noxious Plume | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
So it is done, (or the voice of the final truth has told me as much, rather.) Capricornus is come to the house of Aquarius to avert the Mars catastrophe (and avenge the crimes of MIthras). Lament and observe the plummet of the carcinogen. Eyes wide. Wider! Esophogus dry heaving white ash of veinal tributary (as she pampers my length by her tongue.) Sweat glisten-cascade, swollen gristle-pulsate, seraphic clitoris-adulate, Sede Vacante-Metastasize. Oblunged long-obsecrete, wither widdershins-wuther, nexious baptism-sacroillianct, kundalin tether-torrence, noxious plume-faether, ardent verdelet-canonized, whorish womb-burstung, serpentime shour-impendant Larveic snakes suckle thistles, ovulate lactose in Ars Diaboli. Transgress to run risk of consequence, but hesitate and fall victim to sequence. We who would make a saints of Mefisto & Aabadonne. They are incapable of what we do, and they hate us for it. As they should. Amen. Enriched by consequence, oath-bound to earthbound retaliation. Modus Operandi. Feign horrific omnipotence in inexplicable lieu of pattern. There can be no way, when the only path is to stray. Taman Shud. Finished. Solicit the illicit and the uncontainable. Rapturous spear in the costals of paragon matrimony. Fall victim to words which were never said. And in turn I’m entrapt to a plethora of deviance. A pantheon of decadent indulgence, for each foul deed is defiled then deified. Judge me greatly, for though I am utterly assured of and by the truth, I am not above, nor adverse. To defeat. How long until the night’s monster is the conqueror of the morrow? And how long until the infant will crucify himself? Will you watch as your threnodies augment nothing; as your tepid, fetid pitties plummet in to the vacuous orifices that are the deaf ears of Azazel? Then, too, gaze as I penetrate; sojourning forbidden, wet depths. Oh how it harms thee so, and pleasures me not; a veritahle murder-suicide of morals. And I am slut-shamed in the abbatoir of the illustrious dutchess, back bleeding sanguine sigil of Verdelet-In-Viscera. As her great judge, he can only do what he knows is best- make a martyr of me! Before that gaping edifice I am risen to the name of Christos! What of my cold body of years? Godlike calcination in my bones of frivolity. Savagely flayed with maxila at the cross roads, again and again. But she wants to be raped, and who am I to say no? Such is the credo of villians, so run, cower, hide, O ye weaker man. Noxious plume of Ama Lilith! |
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4. | Taman Shud | 01:21 | instrumental |
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5. | Voice of Gemini | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
The whole congregation of the sacred sisterhood of the Ardent Rose will fling themselves prostrate in Balasana at the hooves of Moloch before this is over. The master spoke a word in the meadow and said another in the coven’s clearing, and on a midsummer night’s wind were they carried to this alembic. They’ll scream my name, (Proxosos) before this is over so let them see the true face behind the mask. A million withering husks dessicate in advent of future’s collision with the past. Bearing the scars of the fable, but not the stigmata of revelation, revealed at last. Shed your deathveil, O antichrist! Bear witness, bare naked, the face of the final truth unmasked. Sorath Semper Ardens And the Petrine Sede Vacante Whisper to ignite and extinguish Ite Htr Vag Hra Vma Hto In Anxious hands tremor to disinter the unbaptized dead, in the hour of Saturnus, in the house of Capricorn. Anxious hands tremor to take the crown from the cold cadaver. The celestial firmament buckles under weight of detonation of will. All enslaved to the four directions and for letters will taste the burden of sexual aristocracy. Here alone with her undressing. Martyr impalement. |
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6. | Death Canonized | 02:06 | Show lyrics |
He already is lord- lungs ejaculate vitrolic ichor, attained through harnessing Averno’s nadir. Light’s ubiquitous conduit imbibes fosforescence, emitting radiance. Sulphuric ardent tyranny; austere nigredo awakens Sorath. Brazen evil leads idolators across liminality. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear the garments from your bride’s breasts. Brazier discarded in a heap of inhibitions. Will blazing doing as I would. Natasmuditmarat. | |||
7. | Defixio | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Where compelled. The irradiated flourish. Atrocities towards firmament. Spayed loins. Devious decadence. Shatter prism. Psalteria of the cut-tongue. Make a saint of the master. For threefold are his miracles. And if to be Spinifer is revered as primary tenet of the foremost fiat. Then surely there is none. So Holy, Holy! Holy! Holy! Userper of the bronze throne from the timid regency of olam and akasha. Sojourn the cavern’s depths. Born in the glow of the afterfuck. Baptized in the dripping cleft of her swollen vagina. Nurtured between labia. Dead in her mouth. Buried between her hips. Reborn in sodom. In climax of engorged labia. Crescent arc of vengeance weapons. Ye shall be absolved. Imbibe my seed. ye shall be vindicated. When I lay hands that murder. Must I make good on my word as a testament to my resolve? Then let the violence commence without further hesitation. Let’s not kid ourselves here. I will transgress and transcend where you have trepidation to traverse. Sa’ul Saphos Sophia Amen |
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8. | Novemportis | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I’ll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen. Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction. Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Novem portis, adon olam! |
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9. | The Balkan Affair | 01:42 | instrumental |
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25:48 |
Taman Shud
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Band members | |
S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antithesis | Artwork |
Stuart McKillop | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
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Side A | |||
1. | Villainous | 03:02 | Show lyrics |
Hail oh son of fire, master of the sword;, see the rise of the aeon of the adversary! Perpetuation of the patternless strike; fear and doubt in the hearts of the panic-struck. Lance sharp, words like venom, minds like poison thorns. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates. Catechism ruinous, sermons of hate, there shall be no peace at the gates. Sub vino, sub rosa. They are worthless. This ends here. To cut their tongues and dry their eyes, to pleasure the orifices of their wives, to pound their effegies into dust, stagnating forms drip sweat and pus, ab imo pectore... Utterly villainous Utterly villainous Homicidum facies adulterabis facies furtum falsum testimonium dices Fire - sanguine flame. That which coarses in my veins. Advent of the coming of the line of cain making holy, sacrifice, that which you hold dear. Malediction. Swarming to the precipice. Liminal detriment. Rites of the solemn death. Those who take the oath of the double-helixed knife- fireborn. Occultate. In lineage with the snake. Ophidian blood boils and coagulates again. |
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2. | Octavo (Swirling in Capricorn) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Beware, man to sol sworn. When the virgin enters Capricorn. Thoughts of yours by the thorax torn. As shedding mask is so slowly shorn. Boubonic gnosis boils and blisters. Druj pervasive wracks son of sister. Now within Cronian hour is the virgin abcised- deflowered. Curse upon Assiah, fabric torn. See beyond cloth Incumbent in Citta Vaticano. Lord’s milk helixes the sartorious; seeps through sartorial gown. "Visions! Brother Emmanuel!" Exclaimeth the occupant of the sede vacante. "When all Kether’s excrement comes to light, shall I wear the mask of the True Petrine." Hiraeth reverberate and reaffirm the time of Templar that I might exclaim "Mysterium Baphometis Revelatum" Hewn in gold, Auroboros. The keys that stamp and brand my back. Thee extolled, Capricornus. The fiat of the absurdist’s act. Resplendent in the citadel of death, and flesh. So therefore truth execrating, with hands that pledge to execute the worthless song of God! Tzimzum creates it’s own, Tzimzum, a microcosm to suffer the macrocosm. Diminshing vacuous, in philosophical integrity. But the Hireath of Venus. Ignites yet! He who shall be victorious, in the final age must lead through the funeral parlours of Aquarius and in to the mouth of the drowning Helios. The undying will penetrates the wet and fertile void. Unpenitent copulation in the unkept garden. Obsessed by sex and power. For what fool would profess to the rebellious dormant to know the nature of his own antithesis? So then, whom is the masochist who grovels at the base of that precarious spire, where the depraved despot perspires in nausious angst? And which is the one that flees the impending sargassum in futile protest? Away! All ye Now is time for Honing of prurience Suffer my will ablaze As I endure Self-inflicted divinity Wimper your credo As I complete The Great Work |
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3. | Noxious Plume | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
So it is done, (or the voice of the final truth has told me as much, rather.) Capricornus is come to the house of Aquarius to avert the Mars catastrophe (and avenge the crimes of MIthras). Lament and observe the plummet of the carcinogen. Eyes wide. Wider! Esophogus dry heaving white ash of veinal tributary (as she pampers my length by her tongue.) Sweat glisten-cascade, swollen gristle-pulsate, seraphic clitoris-adulate, Sede Vacante-Metastasize. Oblunged long-obsecrete, wither widdershins-wuther, nexious baptism-sacroillianct, kundalin tether-torrence, noxious plume-faether, ardent verdelet-canonized, whorish womb-burstung, serpentime shour-impendant Larveic snakes suckle thistles, ovulate lactose in Ars Diaboli. Transgress to run risk of consequence, but hesitate and fall victim to sequence. We who would make a saints of Mefisto & Aabadonne. They are incapable of what we do, and they hate us for it. As they should. Amen. Enriched by consequence, oath-bound to earthbound retaliation. Modus Operandi. Feign horrific omnipotence in inexplicable lieu of pattern. There can be no way, when the only path is to stray. Taman Shud. Finished. Solicit the illicit and the uncontainable. Rapturous spear in the costals of paragon matrimony. Fall victim to words which were never said. And in turn I’m entrapt to a plethora of deviance. A pantheon of decadent indulgence, for each foul deed is defiled then deified. Judge me greatly, for though I am utterly assured of and by the truth, I am not above, nor adverse. To defeat. How long until the night’s monster is the conqueror of the morrow? And how long until the infant will crucify himself? Will you watch as your threnodies augment nothing; as your tepid, fetid pitties plummet in to the vacuous orifices that are the deaf ears of Azazel? Then, too, gaze as I penetrate; sojourning forbidden, wet depths. Oh how it harms thee so, and pleasures me not; a veritahle murder-suicide of morals. And I am slut-shamed in the abbatoir of the illustrious dutchess, back bleeding sanguine sigil of Verdelet-In-Viscera. As her great judge, he can only do what he knows is best- make a martyr of me! Before that gaping edifice I am risen to the name of Christos! What of my cold body of years? Godlike calcination in my bones of frivolity. Savagely flayed with maxila at the cross roads, again and again. But she wants to be raped, and who am I to say no? Such is the credo of villians, so run, cower, hide, O ye weaker man. Noxious plume of Ama Lilith! |
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4. | Taman Shud | 01:21 | instrumental |
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5. | Voice of Gemini | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
The whole congregation of the sacred sisterhood of the Ardent Rose will fling themselves prostrate in Balasana at the hooves of Moloch before this is over. The master spoke a word in the meadow and said another in the coven’s clearing, and on a midsummer night’s wind were they carried to this alembic. They’ll scream my name, (Proxosos) before this is over so let them see the true face behind the mask. A million withering husks dessicate in advent of future’s collision with the past. Bearing the scars of the fable, but not the stigmata of revelation, revealed at last. Shed your deathveil, O antichrist! Bear witness, bare naked, the face of the final truth unmasked. Sorath Semper Ardens And the Petrine Sede Vacante Whisper to ignite and extinguish Ite Htr Vag Hra Vma Hto In Anxious hands tremor to disinter the unbaptized dead, in the hour of Saturnus, in the house of Capricorn. Anxious hands tremor to take the crown from the cold cadaver. The celestial firmament buckles under weight of detonation of will. All enslaved to the four directions and for letters will taste the burden of sexual aristocracy. Here alone with her undressing. Martyr impalement. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Death Canonized | 02:06 | Show lyrics |
He already is lord- lungs ejaculate vitrolic ichor, attained through harnessing Averno’s nadir. Light’s ubiquitous conduit imbibes fosforescence, emitting radiance. Sulphuric ardent tyranny; austere nigredo awakens Sorath. Brazen evil leads idolators across liminality. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear the garments from your bride’s breasts. Brazier discarded in a heap of inhibitions. Will blazing doing as I would. Natasmuditmarat. | |||
7. | Defixio | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Where compelled. The irradiated flourish. Atrocities towards firmament. Spayed loins. Devious decadence. Shatter prism. Psalteria of the cut-tongue. Make a saint of the master. For threefold are his miracles. And if to be Spinifer is revered as primary tenet of the foremost fiat. Then surely there is none. So Holy, Holy! Holy! Holy! Userper of the bronze throne from the timid regency of olam and akasha. Sojourn the cavern’s depths. Born in the glow of the afterfuck. Baptized in the dripping cleft of her swollen vagina. Nurtured between labia. Dead in her mouth. Buried between her hips. Reborn in sodom. In climax of engorged labia. Crescent arc of vengeance weapons. Ye shall be absolved. Imbibe my seed. ye shall be vindicated. When I lay hands that murder. Must I make good on my word as a testament to my resolve? Then let the violence commence without further hesitation. Let’s not kid ourselves here. I will transgress and transcend where you have trepidation to traverse. Sa’ul Saphos Sophia Amen |
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8. | Novemportis | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I’ll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen. Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction. Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Novem portis, adon olam! |
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9. | The Balkan Affair | 01:42 | instrumental |
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25:48 |
Seven Veils
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S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Danille Gauvin | Cover art |
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1. | Seven Veils | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
Venite ergo in nomine in verbum in logos in carne Adonai Mephistopheles Ora pro Salome Caput mortem reflects Medusa, Thaumiel births Janus, but Sirush decapitates Hydra’s ego. Lignam vitae- lingam vindex to Phallic Primarch, but the castration edict is now behest by the Grand Devourer. I rise to the task, and wrest the thorax of the Philisoph from the Pater Tenebrarum. This scythe conquers everything in good time, and not before that; all wilt to their reflection. Abu Hol, constricting force of creation hallowed, I orate this imprecation to the cloister’s shadows, "Valeat, Jehovah. Ignei, aerii, aquatani spiritus, salvete!" Spit on pews and pulpit with the venom of the forked tongue. Invincible saurian order sheds skin under black sun. Wither! Gods of men. Phallic fallacies imbibe ambrosia. Arise, Taninsam, as spectral ether gathers in the cloister. All hail Death. The seven veils dance... Obstruct the will of Lord, the holy script and word, with the brazen bark of the crucifix, to suplicate the decimation. Adversary’s sword tortures the Lord abhored; the impalement of martyrs. This is flawless; this is advent of the coming lawless. Diminishing from God, on the path of Nod, hyperbolic decimating force shall reverse the worldly seperation. Tzimzum now erased, and devoid of faith, we shatter lithic law under malice’s mallus, severing creations phallus. Salome I pledge unto thee, inviolable matriarch on what little is real; By the head of the baptist- On the taste of your cunt. Mother of the moon, by the 18th and the 22nd, rise up from your tomb and hear the voices of your children beckon, "Venite, venite, mater lacrimosa- quid tardatis? Ite velocius." Tongue between your hips, both of us praise to the name of the hidden one! Maiden of Absolute Darkness- know now that the deed is done: All return to One; One returns to None; None returns to All returns to One; One returns to None; None returns, too |
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2. | Coronation | 03:10 | Show lyrics |
Congregate posthumously on the grave of the gibbering fool... The path of prophets uninitiated to the esoterra, and unknowing of glass elegies, that are the psalms and hymns of the black sun of the Lord. Words which proselytize and make to glass the righteous of heart and foolish of mind... For imprecations cast whilst casting eyes on the cross may never be exorcised... (Invocation expunged for practical purposes) And with no regard for penitence the furious maiden of death ascends/descends from non-being and engulfs the worthless in a cocoon of purulent wisdom, for they must imbibe their own blood and piss... Remember... |
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06:41 |
Seven Veils
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
S.M. | Guitars, Vocals |
Z.C. | Drums |
S.H. | Bass, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Danille Gauvin | Cover art |
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Side A | |||
1. | Seven Veils | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
Venite ergo in nomine in verbum in logos in carne Adonai Mephistopheles Ora pro Salome Caput mortem reflects Medusa, Thaumiel births Janus, but Sirush decapitates Hydra’s ego. Lignam vitae- lingam vindex to Phallic Primarch, but the castration edict is now behest by the Grand Devourer. I rise to the task, and wrest the thorax of the Philisoph from the Pater Tenebrarum. This scythe conquers everything in good time, and not before that; all wilt to their reflection. Abu Hol, constricting force of creation hallowed, I orate this imprecation to the cloister’s shadows, "Valeat, Jehovah. Ignei, aerii, aquatani spiritus, salvete!" Spit on pews and pulpit with the venom of the forked tongue. Invincible saurian order sheds skin under black sun. Wither! Gods of men. Phallic fallacies imbibe ambrosia. Arise, Taninsam, as spectral ether gathers in the cloister. All hail Death. The seven veils dance... Obstruct the will of Lord, the holy script and word, with the brazen bark of the crucifix, to suplicate the decimation. Adversary’s sword tortures the Lord abhored; the impalement of martyrs. This is flawless; this is advent of the coming lawless. Diminishing from God, on the path of Nod, hyperbolic decimating force shall reverse the worldly seperation. Tzimzum now erased, and devoid of faith, we shatter lithic law under malice’s mallus, severing creations phallus. Salome I pledge unto thee, inviolable matriarch on what little is real; By the head of the baptist- On the taste of your cunt. Mother of the moon, by the 18th and the 22nd, rise up from your tomb and hear the voices of your children beckon, "Venite, venite, mater lacrimosa- quid tardatis? Ite velocius." Tongue between your hips, both of us praise to the name of the hidden one! Maiden of Absolute Darkness- know now that the deed is done: All return to One; One returns to None; None returns to All returns to One; One returns to None; None returns, too |
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Side B | |||
2. | Coronation | 03:10 | Show lyrics |
Congregate posthumously on the grave of the gibbering fool... The path of prophets uninitiated to the esoterra, and unknowing of glass elegies, that are the psalms and hymns of the black sun of the Lord. Words which proselytize and make to glass the righteous of heart and foolish of mind... For imprecations cast whilst casting eyes on the cross may never be exorcised... (Invocation expunged for practical purposes) And with no regard for penitence the furious maiden of death ascends/descends from non-being and engulfs the worthless in a cocoon of purulent wisdom, for they must imbibe their own blood and piss... Remember... |
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06:41 |
In Cronian Hour
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Mitochondrion | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals, Guitars |
Karl Godard | Drums, Vocals |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
Auroch | |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Vocals |
Ian Campbell | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
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1. | Auroch - Leaden Words Sown | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and lead full of be. Cross’d as leather and twine; knot naught nolde hubris from septen placenta severed in bridal surrogation. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? BLEED YE DRY IN TO THE MOUTH OF THE VERITABLE DEVIL Bleed thee dry, in to the maw of the veritable Devil! Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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2. | Mitochondrion - Gilded Words Reaped | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and thine lung full of lead. Cross’d as leather and twine; from septen severed. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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11:55 |
In Cronian Hour
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Band members | |
Mitochondrion | |
Shawn Hache | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals, Guitars |
Karl Godard | Drums, Vocals |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
Auroch | |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Vocals |
Ian Campbell | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
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1. | Auroch - Leaden Words Sown | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and lead full of be. Cross’d as leather and twine; knot naught nolde hubris from septen placenta severed in bridal surrogation. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? BLEED YE DRY IN TO THE MOUTH OF THE VERITABLE DEVIL Bleed thee dry, in to the maw of the veritable Devil! Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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2. | Mitochondrion - Gilded Words Reaped | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
Glide gilden with sinistry, and thine lung full of lead. Cross’d as leather and twine; from septen severed. Drink ne’er of that springless source nolde a sourceless spring. Unct in uterine toxins be. Friese calamitous scrye portent’s ire! Parch dour from husk sour in Cronian hour the throat of Thebes. Higher billow thou, O’ hyoid, athenorial fetish with digits like quills. Verily, each a vow inversed, dripping pitch; piernously plumed and upon each a viper gnashing! Without Geyron plummet to the mausoleum within the maw Solean. Strike no match - speak no names. I ask of thee, which it is that striketh thee with such fear: A blade like a tongue, or a tongue like a blade? Be thee wracked with leaden cancer! Be thee amongst the eaten of my father! Be ye abraised by the sickle of Saturn! Be as Iscariot in the mouth of Satan! |
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11:55 |
Mute Books
Members | |
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Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals, Piano |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals, Didgeridoo, Flute, Tambourine |
Guest/Session | |
Mikhayla Illyena | Vocals (female) |
Scythe Bearer | Intonations, Bone Kangling |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals |
Karl Godard | Vocals |
Phil Fiess | Reverberations |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arthur Rizk | Mixing, Mastering |
Cold Poison Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Billowing Vervain | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Satan, decompose the adipose and oppose the verbose verb oath. Tenets curtail in chambers foetid; salamandrine host deluge from the amphora. Urn vericose, take flight on Icarian currents; in anabasis plummet to charnel leagues. It is Helios’ time to devour Iscariot in the basalt of Styx; cerbereposed. What will it take to flood the Hells? How many years must pass before the levees widen? Before the Leviathan swidens? Long hours will be lost to the floodplains of consciousness- and hours innumerable remain yet. What have ye to say for all your brittle whims? When wanton wants wither and wane, will you wallow in the womb? With wounds be ye wracked... Drink the shit from the cancerous bowels of Corinth’s patron, for Lucifer in policeverso doth pressure your hyoid; the same as plucked from that honeycombed hive. Pregnant and famished- peons to the claw of Cancer, and sigilium therein. An ovulating and obeisant child of Mercury milks feces from a tumorous and flaccid penis. Mark my words, Siddim! I alone speak the truth; None before me have, And none who come after will. The solecorporeal and providential phosphene, For but a moment- Viscerally triangulated. Janus gapes the edifice to the temple of Yeshua- and the waters rush in. Janus gapes the edifice to the chambers of Satan- and the waters rush in. Omnascient- ever-birth the weight of white waters. To the inescapable tide’s predation submit, and plummet in to the Taurus mouth. Ophiotaurus on throne of disjoined bones, arms aloft to be as Sa’ul. O, LORD! I am your son! Manasseh! Hear my voice! Amon! I bow to thee! O! Father Cain! Bless and accept this work! From septenary diminish The non-finite in formulae. Within the athenor of Taurus Fading, toxins of uterine dispel creation so total. Serifalanx! Even imperishable vanguard concede as the waters rush in. Lexiconsume! The thorn genesis most finite in terminus as the waters rush in. I know now your name, and I call you by it as the rivers deluge in to the furnace. Break me on the rocks. Amphora to athenor. I now know your name, Moloch. |
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2. | He Wreaths the Cross | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
(Concerning the concealed interstice by which he lays portent upon the twice octonary event) He strikes the tower with crippling force; he topples the Godhead. He sends nations of accusers and usurpers to assail the edifice; he brings the fire of perdition with him. He impales children and woman on weapons heretical; he castrates their fathers with obsidian knives, serpentine in shape. (Concerning the apparent dilemma directly antecedent to the aforementioned event) He lashes them in tandem at the thorax, but alas the lash is one of leather. The leather is of that carved in resplendence from the carcass of every great bovine God. Theirs is Moloch, and he has granted them honour with this marriage. A triunity reformed. (Concerning the Great Discipline) So can he too then not be as Abraxas? He is seated upon the axis of Abir, and flagellates the necks of the betrothed. Does he not wear a mask with great protrusions from the cranium? Verily, he does. And the servitors may stay, and they may drink of mercurial semen each hour, or they may go as Azazel, and bring water a nameless desert. In corde meo abscondi eloquium tuum ut non peccem tibi... HE WREATHS THE CROSS! (Concerning the martyrdom of finality) Man in himself is a fine cross- and one worthy of a Christ impaled. To pray in fever dream for a man from Talpiyot to step forth from the scarlet night is the fate of the katabat. Sainthood awaits. |
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3. | Say Nothing | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Know this- this which I proclaim past truth! That which is ordained as holy law even up through the corridors of Hell; even the lowest hall of Elysium. There is not one hand which may scribe a codex for the Devil, and there is not one mind with the knowledge of Satan’s doctrine; and there is not one tongue that may hiss the true name of that abomination! For there are no ears that have heard it, and yet there is not one which has not! Crane’d pillar prostrates its nacre upon necrolith; eager ecstasy flung alabaster vitality to the foot of the famished tomb. Woman of many phosphenes; eyes not unlike altar-stelles. Mouths like myriad alembics; multitude of mirrors to mask master’s countenance. Lost in the murk of flotsam created when ye Devill’s name was uttered in Syriac, the neophyte’s soul’s exclaims "all hail death". BERITH COME FORTH! White hands calmly caress beneath the mandibles, and the pearls are scattered. Wight hands clammily carest occipitals, and Venus is shattered. Show them, O Grande Marquis, where the heir hath erred in the airt! Tell them, Leopold, of the archer’s acumen! Frothing at pregnant maw; a jovian child splayed in droll supplication. It is he who sayeth, lunting gayly the gold and merrily the myrh of the manger, -Patiently, darling, in the reverential presence of the torrent of revenants! -Quietly, my dear, in this time of no angels! Behold! Death will temper the vanities! Frayed tapestries flutter and pustules burst in adoration. Sojourn the cloister’s naos unct in hyssop. The sage, bound so, may never be set aflame. All paths have lead here. BEHOLD! Ye victim of order imposed, Neither dilligence, Nor sanctified verbum, May kiss even the foot of my master, Nor the ring of his papacy. |
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4. | Tipharethagirion | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
To put fear in the heart of Helios! Tipharethagirion, ne’er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow’s dawn. Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister’s corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon. Hear me, O cancerous sun! TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON! whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won. Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan’t affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight. The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o’er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done. Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be! Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere to make Turinic shroud be clear. The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known. Eleven eyes of cancer blaze! Hear my voice, O end of days! |
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5. | The Keeping | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
I could not know how quietly they spoke, until I came close, and heard nothing still. Take solace in my work done; my word kept and thine to keep. Naos, open be. When verbum and ordeal may be counted alike, and a ten fingered hand has been fed, then the pentacles to glass may return, and the naos shall open be. Thy airt of the acre- ripe for the reaping. Blood of my heart- thine for the keeping. |
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6. | Her Bidding | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Sire a litter of whores, Tresmegistus! Supple crux resonates through all Ninevah bouyant on a feverwind, redolent of hircine diaspora. Lignam vitae, lingam vindex! Pythian dismay; heed to auspex! Super flumina Babalonis! Hadogenous Magdalen! Hadogenous Magdalen! In through the porous birthing pools they slip; bounding out the maws... Their mother’s honey hath conjoined matter, but her acid has dissolved all laws... On the lunar crest and solar cusp she waits in joined division... Only the Other God may drink from her chalice of strange vision... Edax rerum! Baphomet, appear! Summon the name of the night- Ama Lilith. Speak shemhamforasch and take flight on breath of ire; (to) concede not again. When Gilgamesh hath hewn thy place of resting, the hour will be thine. I, who shall not be counted amongst your rescinded matriarchs. Ye, who shall never recant my name. |
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7. | Cup of Hemlock | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok. Ye seminal, arte of word and sword. As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword. Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora. Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove. Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour. Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance. The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull. Recant even the helm of the Mitræ. Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock. Anadramoloktawshaytan! Saraf Samael Adonai! The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork. To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein. Taurus fading. Speak now the name of the olde enemy. I give you my word, If you give me the cup of Hemlock. Moloch rising! Speak now the true name of God! I give you my word, if you grant me the grail of Adramalech! Imbibe the hemlock. Drink deep of manbain. |
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30:20 |
Mute Books
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals, Piano |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals, Didgeridoo, Flute, Tambourine |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Intonations, Bone Kangling |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals |
Karl Godard | Vocals |
Phil Fiess | Reverberations |
Mikhayla Illyena | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arthur Rizk | Mixing, Mastering |
Cold Poison Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Billowing Vervain | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Satan, decompose the adipose and oppose the verbose verb oath. Tenets curtail in chambers foetid; salamandrine host deluge from the amphora. Urn vericose, take flight on Icarian currents; in anabasis plummet to charnel leagues. It is Helios’ time to devour Iscariot in the basalt of Styx; cerbereposed. What will it take to flood the Hells? How many years must pass before the levees widen? Before the Leviathan swidens? Long hours will be lost to the floodplains of consciousness- and hours innumerable remain yet. What have ye to say for all your brittle whims? When wanton wants wither and wane, will you wallow in the womb? With wounds be ye wracked... Drink the shit from the cancerous bowels of Corinth’s patron, for Lucifer in policeverso doth pressure your hyoid; the same as plucked from that honeycombed hive. Pregnant and famished- peons to the claw of Cancer, and sigilium therein. An ovulating and obeisant child of Mercury milks feces from a tumorous and flaccid penis. Mark my words, Siddim! I alone speak the truth; None before me have, And none who come after will. The solecorporeal and providential phosphene, For but a moment- Viscerally triangulated. Janus gapes the edifice to the temple of Yeshua- and the waters rush in. Janus gapes the edifice to the chambers of Satan- and the waters rush in. Omnascient- ever-birth the weight of white waters. To the inescapable tide’s predation submit, and plummet in to the Taurus mouth. Ophiotaurus on throne of disjoined bones, arms aloft to be as Sa’ul. O, LORD! I am your son! Manasseh! Hear my voice! Amon! I bow to thee! O! Father Cain! Bless and accept this work! From septenary diminish The non-finite in formulae. Within the athenor of Taurus Fading, toxins of uterine dispel creation so total. Serifalanx! Even imperishable vanguard concede as the waters rush in. Lexiconsume! The thorn genesis most finite in terminus as the waters rush in. I know now your name, and I call you by it as the rivers deluge in to the furnace. Break me on the rocks. Amphora to athenor. I now know your name, Moloch. |
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2. | He Wreaths the Cross | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
(Concerning the concealed interstice by which he lays portent upon the twice octonary event) He strikes the tower with crippling force; he topples the Godhead. He sends nations of accusers and usurpers to assail the edifice; he brings the fire of perdition with him. He impales children and woman on weapons heretical; he castrates their fathers with obsidian knives, serpentine in shape. (Concerning the apparent dilemma directly antecedent to the aforementioned event) He lashes them in tandem at the thorax, but alas the lash is one of leather. The leather is of that carved in resplendence from the carcass of every great bovine God. Theirs is Moloch, and he has granted them honour with this marriage. A triunity reformed. (Concerning the Great Discipline) So can he too then not be as Abraxas? He is seated upon the axis of Abir, and flagellates the necks of the betrothed. Does he not wear a mask with great protrusions from the cranium? Verily, he does. And the servitors may stay, and they may drink of mercurial semen each hour, or they may go as Azazel, and bring water a nameless desert. In corde meo abscondi eloquium tuum ut non peccem tibi... HE WREATHS THE CROSS! (Concerning the martyrdom of finality) Man in himself is a fine cross- and one worthy of a Christ impaled. To pray in fever dream for a man from Talpiyot to step forth from the scarlet night is the fate of the katabat. Sainthood awaits. |
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3. | Say Nothing | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Know this- this which I proclaim past truth! That which is ordained as holy law even up through the corridors of Hell; even the lowest hall of Elysium. There is not one hand which may scribe a codex for the Devil, and there is not one mind with the knowledge of Satan’s doctrine; and there is not one tongue that may hiss the true name of that abomination! For there are no ears that have heard it, and yet there is not one which has not! Crane’d pillar prostrates its nacre upon necrolith; eager ecstasy flung alabaster vitality to the foot of the famished tomb. Woman of many phosphenes; eyes not unlike altar-stelles. Mouths like myriad alembics; multitude of mirrors to mask master’s countenance. Lost in the murk of flotsam created when ye Devill’s name was uttered in Syriac, the neophyte’s soul’s exclaims "all hail death". BERITH COME FORTH! White hands calmly caress beneath the mandibles, and the pearls are scattered. Wight hands clammily carest occipitals, and Venus is shattered. Show them, O Grande Marquis, where the heir hath erred in the airt! Tell them, Leopold, of the archer’s acumen! Frothing at pregnant maw; a jovian child splayed in droll supplication. It is he who sayeth, lunting gayly the gold and merrily the myrh of the manger, -Patiently, darling, in the reverential presence of the torrent of revenants! -Quietly, my dear, in this time of no angels! Behold! Death will temper the vanities! Frayed tapestries flutter and pustules burst in adoration. Sojourn the cloister’s naos unct in hyssop. The sage, bound so, may never be set aflame. All paths have lead here. BEHOLD! Ye victim of order imposed, Neither dilligence, Nor sanctified verbum, May kiss even the foot of my master, Nor the ring of his papacy. |
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4. | Tipharethagirion | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
To put fear in the heart of Helios! Tipharethagirion, ne’er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow’s dawn. Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister’s corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon. Hear me, O cancerous sun! TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON! whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won. Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan’t affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight. The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o’er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done. Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be! Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere to make Turinic shroud be clear. The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known. Eleven eyes of cancer blaze! Hear my voice, O end of days! |
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5. | The Keeping | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
I could not know how quietly they spoke, until I came close, and heard nothing still. Take solace in my work done; my word kept and thine to keep. Naos, open be. When verbum and ordeal may be counted alike, and a ten fingered hand has been fed, then the pentacles to glass may return, and the naos shall open be. Thy airt of the acre- ripe for the reaping. Blood of my heart- thine for the keeping. |
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6. | Her Bidding | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Sire a litter of whores, Tresmegistus! Supple crux resonates through all Ninevah bouyant on a feverwind, redolent of hircine diaspora. Lignam vitae, lingam vindex! Pythian dismay; heed to auspex! Super flumina Babalonis! Hadogenous Magdalen! Hadogenous Magdalen! In through the porous birthing pools they slip; bounding out the maws... Their mother’s honey hath conjoined matter, but her acid has dissolved all laws... On the lunar crest and solar cusp she waits in joined division... Only the Other God may drink from her chalice of strange vision... Edax rerum! Baphomet, appear! Summon the name of the night- Ama Lilith. Speak shemhamforasch and take flight on breath of ire; (to) concede not again. When Gilgamesh hath hewn thy place of resting, the hour will be thine. I, who shall not be counted amongst your rescinded matriarchs. Ye, who shall never recant my name. |
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7. | Cup of Hemlock | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok. Ye seminal, arte of word and sword. As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword. Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora. Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove. Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour. Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance. The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull. Recant even the helm of the Mitræ. Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock. Anadramoloktawshaytan! Saraf Samael Adonai! The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork. To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein. Taurus fading. Speak now the name of the olde enemy. I give you my word, If you give me the cup of Hemlock. Moloch rising! Speak now the true name of God! I give you my word, if you grant me the grail of Adramalech! Imbibe the hemlock. Drink deep of manbain. |
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30:20 |
Mute Books
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals, Piano |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals, Didgeridoo, Flute, Tambourine |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Intonations, Bone Kangling |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals |
Karl Godard | Vocals |
Phil Fiess | Reverberations |
Mikhayla Illyena | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arthur Rizk | Mixing, Mastering |
Cold Poison Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Billowing Vervain | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Satan, decompose the adipose and oppose the verbose verb oath. Tenets curtail in chambers foetid; salamandrine host deluge from the amphora. Urn vericose, take flight on Icarian currents; in anabasis plummet to charnel leagues. It is Helios’ time to devour Iscariot in the basalt of Styx; cerbereposed. What will it take to flood the Hells? How many years must pass before the levees widen? Before the Leviathan swidens? Long hours will be lost to the floodplains of consciousness- and hours innumerable remain yet. What have ye to say for all your brittle whims? When wanton wants wither and wane, will you wallow in the womb? With wounds be ye wracked... Drink the shit from the cancerous bowels of Corinth’s patron, for Lucifer in policeverso doth pressure your hyoid; the same as plucked from that honeycombed hive. Pregnant and famished- peons to the claw of Cancer, and sigilium therein. An ovulating and obeisant child of Mercury milks feces from a tumorous and flaccid penis. Mark my words, Siddim! I alone speak the truth; None before me have, And none who come after will. The solecorporeal and providential phosphene, For but a moment- Viscerally triangulated. Janus gapes the edifice to the temple of Yeshua- and the waters rush in. Janus gapes the edifice to the chambers of Satan- and the waters rush in. Omnascient- ever-birth the weight of white waters. To the inescapable tide’s predation submit, and plummet in to the Taurus mouth. Ophiotaurus on throne of disjoined bones, arms aloft to be as Sa’ul. O, LORD! I am your son! Manasseh! Hear my voice! Amon! I bow to thee! O! Father Cain! Bless and accept this work! From septenary diminish The non-finite in formulae. Within the athenor of Taurus Fading, toxins of uterine dispel creation so total. Serifalanx! Even imperishable vanguard concede as the waters rush in. Lexiconsume! The thorn genesis most finite in terminus as the waters rush in. I know now your name, and I call you by it as the rivers deluge in to the furnace. Break me on the rocks. Amphora to athenor. I now know your name, Moloch. |
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2. | He Wreaths the Cross | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
(Concerning the concealed interstice by which he lays portent upon the twice octonary event) He strikes the tower with crippling force; he topples the Godhead. He sends nations of accusers and usurpers to assail the edifice; he brings the fire of perdition with him. He impales children and woman on weapons heretical; he castrates their fathers with obsidian knives, serpentine in shape. (Concerning the apparent dilemma directly antecedent to the aforementioned event) He lashes them in tandem at the thorax, but alas the lash is one of leather. The leather is of that carved in resplendence from the carcass of every great bovine God. Theirs is Moloch, and he has granted them honour with this marriage. A triunity reformed. (Concerning the Great Discipline) So can he too then not be as Abraxas? He is seated upon the axis of Abir, and flagellates the necks of the betrothed. Does he not wear a mask with great protrusions from the cranium? Verily, he does. And the servitors may stay, and they may drink of mercurial semen each hour, or they may go as Azazel, and bring water a nameless desert. In corde meo abscondi eloquium tuum ut non peccem tibi... HE WREATHS THE CROSS! (Concerning the martyrdom of finality) Man in himself is a fine cross- and one worthy of a Christ impaled. To pray in fever dream for a man from Talpiyot to step forth from the scarlet night is the fate of the katabat. Sainthood awaits. |
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3. | Say Nothing | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Know this- this which I proclaim past truth! That which is ordained as holy law even up through the corridors of Hell; even the lowest hall of Elysium. There is not one hand which may scribe a codex for the Devil, and there is not one mind with the knowledge of Satan’s doctrine; and there is not one tongue that may hiss the true name of that abomination! For there are no ears that have heard it, and yet there is not one which has not! Crane’d pillar prostrates its nacre upon necrolith; eager ecstasy flung alabaster vitality to the foot of the famished tomb. Woman of many phosphenes; eyes not unlike altar-stelles. Mouths like myriad alembics; multitude of mirrors to mask master’s countenance. Lost in the murk of flotsam created when ye Devill’s name was uttered in Syriac, the neophyte’s soul’s exclaims "all hail death". BERITH COME FORTH! White hands calmly caress beneath the mandibles, and the pearls are scattered. Wight hands clammily carest occipitals, and Venus is shattered. Show them, O Grande Marquis, where the heir hath erred in the airt! Tell them, Leopold, of the archer’s acumen! Frothing at pregnant maw; a jovian child splayed in droll supplication. It is he who sayeth, lunting gayly the gold and merrily the myrh of the manger, -Patiently, darling, in the reverential presence of the torrent of revenants! -Quietly, my dear, in this time of no angels! Behold! Death will temper the vanities! Frayed tapestries flutter and pustules burst in adoration. Sojourn the cloister’s naos unct in hyssop. The sage, bound so, may never be set aflame. All paths have lead here. BEHOLD! Ye victim of order imposed, Neither dilligence, Nor sanctified verbum, May kiss even the foot of my master, Nor the ring of his papacy. |
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4. | Tipharethagirion | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
To put fear in the heart of Helios! Tipharethagirion, ne’er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow’s dawn. Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister’s corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon. Hear me, O cancerous sun! TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON! whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won. Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan’t affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight. The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o’er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done. Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be! Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere to make Turinic shroud be clear. The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known. Eleven eyes of cancer blaze! Hear my voice, O end of days! |
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5. | The Keeping | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
I could not know how quietly they spoke, until I came close, and heard nothing still. Take solace in my work done; my word kept and thine to keep. Naos, open be. When verbum and ordeal may be counted alike, and a ten fingered hand has been fed, then the pentacles to glass may return, and the naos shall open be. Thy airt of the acre- ripe for the reaping. Blood of my heart- thine for the keeping. |
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6. | Her Bidding | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Sire a litter of whores, Tresmegistus! Supple crux resonates through all Ninevah bouyant on a feverwind, redolent of hircine diaspora. Lignam vitae, lingam vindex! Pythian dismay; heed to auspex! Super flumina Babalonis! Hadogenous Magdalen! Hadogenous Magdalen! In through the porous birthing pools they slip; bounding out the maws... Their mother’s honey hath conjoined matter, but her acid has dissolved all laws... On the lunar crest and solar cusp she waits in joined division... Only the Other God may drink from her chalice of strange vision... Edax rerum! Baphomet, appear! Summon the name of the night- Ama Lilith. Speak shemhamforasch and take flight on breath of ire; (to) concede not again. When Gilgamesh hath hewn thy place of resting, the hour will be thine. I, who shall not be counted amongst your rescinded matriarchs. Ye, who shall never recant my name. |
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7. | Cup of Hemlock | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok. Ye seminal, arte of word and sword. As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword. Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora. Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove. Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour. Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance. The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull. Recant even the helm of the Mitræ. Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock. Anadramoloktawshaytan! Saraf Samael Adonai! The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork. To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein. Taurus fading. Speak now the name of the olde enemy. I give you my word, If you give me the cup of Hemlock. Moloch rising! Speak now the true name of God! I give you my word, if you grant me the grail of Adramalech! Imbibe the hemlock. Drink deep of manbain. |
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30:20 |
Mute Books
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Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Vocals, Piano |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals, Didgeridoo, Flute, Tambourine |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Intonations, Bone Kangling |
Nick Yanchuk | Vocals |
Karl Godard | Vocals |
Phil Fiess | Reverberations |
Mikhayla Illyena | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arthur Rizk | Mixing, Mastering |
Cold Poison Design | Artwork |
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Side A | |||
1. | Billowing Vervain | 07:48 | Show lyrics |
Satan, decompose the adipose and oppose the verbose verb oath. Tenets curtail in chambers foetid; salamandrine host deluge from the amphora. Urn vericose, take flight on Icarian currents; in anabasis plummet to charnel leagues. It is Helios’ time to devour Iscariot in the basalt of Styx; cerbereposed. What will it take to flood the Hells? How many years must pass before the levees widen? Before the Leviathan swidens? Long hours will be lost to the floodplains of consciousness- and hours innumerable remain yet. What have ye to say for all your brittle whims? When wanton wants wither and wane, will you wallow in the womb? With wounds be ye wracked... Drink the shit from the cancerous bowels of Corinth’s patron, for Lucifer in policeverso doth pressure your hyoid; the same as plucked from that honeycombed hive. Pregnant and famished- peons to the claw of Cancer, and sigilium therein. An ovulating and obeisant child of Mercury milks feces from a tumorous and flaccid penis. Mark my words, Siddim! I alone speak the truth; None before me have, And none who come after will. The solecorporeal and providential phosphene, For but a moment- Viscerally triangulated. Janus gapes the edifice to the temple of Yeshua- and the waters rush in. Janus gapes the edifice to the chambers of Satan- and the waters rush in. Omnascient- ever-birth the weight of white waters. To the inescapable tide’s predation submit, and plummet in to the Taurus mouth. Ophiotaurus on throne of disjoined bones, arms aloft to be as Sa’ul. O, LORD! I am your son! Manasseh! Hear my voice! Amon! I bow to thee! O! Father Cain! Bless and accept this work! From septenary diminish The non-finite in formulae. Within the athenor of Taurus Fading, toxins of uterine dispel creation so total. Serifalanx! Even imperishable vanguard concede as the waters rush in. Lexiconsume! The thorn genesis most finite in terminus as the waters rush in. I know now your name, and I call you by it as the rivers deluge in to the furnace. Break me on the rocks. Amphora to athenor. I now know your name, Moloch. |
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2. | He Wreaths the Cross | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
(Concerning the concealed interstice by which he lays portent upon the twice octonary event) He strikes the tower with crippling force; he topples the Godhead. He sends nations of accusers and usurpers to assail the edifice; he brings the fire of perdition with him. He impales children and woman on weapons heretical; he castrates their fathers with obsidian knives, serpentine in shape. (Concerning the apparent dilemma directly antecedent to the aforementioned event) He lashes them in tandem at the thorax, but alas the lash is one of leather. The leather is of that carved in resplendence from the carcass of every great bovine God. Theirs is Moloch, and he has granted them honour with this marriage. A triunity reformed. (Concerning the Great Discipline) So can he too then not be as Abraxas? He is seated upon the axis of Abir, and flagellates the necks of the betrothed. Does he not wear a mask with great protrusions from the cranium? Verily, he does. And the servitors may stay, and they may drink of mercurial semen each hour, or they may go as Azazel, and bring water a nameless desert. In corde meo abscondi eloquium tuum ut non peccem tibi... HE WREATHS THE CROSS! (Concerning the martyrdom of finality) Man in himself is a fine cross- and one worthy of a Christ impaled. To pray in fever dream for a man from Talpiyot to step forth from the scarlet night is the fate of the katabat. Sainthood awaits. |
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3. | Say Nothing | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Know this- this which I proclaim past truth! That which is ordained as holy law even up through the corridors of Hell; even the lowest hall of Elysium. There is not one hand which may scribe a codex for the Devil, and there is not one mind with the knowledge of Satan’s doctrine; and there is not one tongue that may hiss the true name of that abomination! For there are no ears that have heard it, and yet there is not one which has not! Crane’d pillar prostrates its nacre upon necrolith; eager ecstasy flung alabaster vitality to the foot of the famished tomb. Woman of many phosphenes; eyes not unlike altar-stelles. Mouths like myriad alembics; multitude of mirrors to mask master’s countenance. Lost in the murk of flotsam created when ye Devill’s name was uttered in Syriac, the neophyte’s soul’s exclaims "all hail death". BERITH COME FORTH! White hands calmly caress beneath the mandibles, and the pearls are scattered. Wight hands clammily carest occipitals, and Venus is shattered. Show them, O Grande Marquis, where the heir hath erred in the airt! Tell them, Leopold, of the archer’s acumen! Frothing at pregnant maw; a jovian child splayed in droll supplication. It is he who sayeth, lunting gayly the gold and merrily the myrh of the manger, -Patiently, darling, in the reverential presence of the torrent of revenants! -Quietly, my dear, in this time of no angels! Behold! Death will temper the vanities! Frayed tapestries flutter and pustules burst in adoration. Sojourn the cloister’s naos unct in hyssop. The sage, bound so, may never be set aflame. All paths have lead here. BEHOLD! Ye victim of order imposed, Neither dilligence, Nor sanctified verbum, May kiss even the foot of my master, Nor the ring of his papacy. |
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4. | Tipharethagirion | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
To put fear in the heart of Helios! Tipharethagirion, ne’er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow’s dawn. Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister’s corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon. Hear me, O cancerous sun! TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON! whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won. Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan’t affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight. The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o’er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done. Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be! Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere to make Turinic shroud be clear. The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known. Eleven eyes of cancer blaze! Hear my voice, O end of days! |
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5. | The Keeping | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
I could not know how quietly they spoke, until I came close, and heard nothing still. Take solace in my work done; my word kept and thine to keep. Naos, open be. When verbum and ordeal may be counted alike, and a ten fingered hand has been fed, then the pentacles to glass may return, and the naos shall open be. Thy airt of the acre- ripe for the reaping. Blood of my heart- thine for the keeping. |
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6. | Her Bidding | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Sire a litter of whores, Tresmegistus! Supple crux resonates through all Ninevah bouyant on a feverwind, redolent of hircine diaspora. Lignam vitae, lingam vindex! Pythian dismay; heed to auspex! Super flumina Babalonis! Hadogenous Magdalen! Hadogenous Magdalen! In through the porous birthing pools they slip; bounding out the maws... Their mother’s honey hath conjoined matter, but her acid has dissolved all laws... On the lunar crest and solar cusp she waits in joined division... Only the Other God may drink from her chalice of strange vision... Edax rerum! Baphomet, appear! Summon the name of the night- Ama Lilith. Speak shemhamforasch and take flight on breath of ire; (to) concede not again. When Gilgamesh hath hewn thy place of resting, the hour will be thine. I, who shall not be counted amongst your rescinded matriarchs. Ye, who shall never recant my name. |
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7. | Cup of Hemlock | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok. Ye seminal, arte of word and sword. As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword. Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora. Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove. Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour. Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance. The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull. Recant even the helm of the Mitræ. Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock. Anadramoloktawshaytan! Saraf Samael Adonai! The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork. To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein. Taurus fading. Speak now the name of the olde enemy. I give you my word, If you give me the cup of Hemlock. Moloch rising! Speak now the true name of God! I give you my word, if you grant me the grail of Adramalech! Imbibe the hemlock. Drink deep of manbain. |
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30:20 |
Stolen Angelic Tongues
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Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals |
Culain | Vocals, Percussion |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals |
Philip Fiess | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Kangling |
Crooked Mouth | Vocals (additional) |
Paul Duzounov | Guitars (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cold Poison | Layout |
Luciana Lupe Vasconcelos | Cover art (Vinyl version) |
Cam Mesmer | Recording (guitar & drums) |
Arthur Rizk | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Shattering the Axis Mundi | 01:05 | |
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2. | Hideous New Gods | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
“Their god commandeth crimes, ours doth giveth blessings upon us. The Good Lord hath ordained vengeance; he will give strength to our arms and courage to our hearts. Cast down the image of the god of the blancs, because he maketh the tears to flow from our eyes. Hearken unto Liberty that speaketh now in all your hearts.” Centrifugal totem splinter’d, doric diadem dissolve Corinth, whereupon lofty layeth the crown, down come crashing. Denigrate the world pillar, et eat spurn. Erect within the lowest naos of vitriol a potomitan. Zo li mache, li mache, li mache... Distant like Bondye, et bond ye. Complete disintegration of the axis mundi. O, that which might give forth light, must endure burning... Must endure... Burning... Cast down the God of the white man, and cast him out forever. |
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3. | Carving the Axis Mundi | 06:32 | Show lyrics |
Though light seem’d so the flower, it measureless to man remained. An enormity both atramentous, and yet too with aurora emblazoned. Contain’d within it’s triplicity, the paradigm whole, and verily contain’d within the paradigm whole, the greatest betrayal. This births so time, and reprisal verily; the deed must mirror weaponry immemorial. Demarcate the beleaguered e’er by hands with waxy blood. Thy Dead First ambulate the clearing’s circumference. And through all this, I noticed not, the hag waiting in the Jatropha bush, screaming, unblinking. So chaste, yet bot restraint. Full with wicked laughter, and still nolde speak, but to the(e,) deceased. Striating the sensation of cessation the way that Yamhamelah cuts clay. Preserve’d in thine dying within thine salt’s sagacity. One giving no passage, nor amnesty, to the edict or issue of Yishai. Put sand in the mouths of the ailing. And you dig them a grave, and draw your vevé on the basin of Ganvie. You kiss their brow, with lips like a trestle-board from broad thistles, thick with sigil’d missives. Preside now where the waking await, and the weight of azoth clouds the graves like yeast. Wed they with the sabbath within them; thou art all at once lord and lore. I speak, and you appear. You speak, and the coffins levitate. The coffins speak, and howling laughter resounds through the tombs. |
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4. | Coffin Nails | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Wraithful idol. An idol of Wrath! Beloved son of the bastard King Malefica muse motivates a madness Craft work and wrath curse spoken Luna looks favourably thrice Keeper’s coins and a Cross Queen’s song Summoning my Father in his old home "This man’s eyes have magic: He does Black Magick" Listen equiliberator and hellborn Gifts for a whorish Mother Gifts for a hellish Father They who dwell in the brass vessel A dead man’s box at a dead man’s door Built on breath and burning blasphemy Pinned, veiled, and baptised One by one into the casket cleansed Stitched maw of the amphibioid Filled with bane to choke upon Spectral serpent spite sown Ashen asp amulet addendum Nigromancia I speak: The celestial and infernal language Scream in stolen angelic tongues Funerary rites for a lightless heaven |
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5. | Erecting the Axis Mundi | 03:30 | |
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18:05 |
Stolen Angelic Tongues
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sebastian Montesi | Guitars, Vocals |
Culain | Vocals, Percussion |
Zack Chandler | Drums |
Shawn Hache | Bass, Vocals |
Philip Fiess | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Scythe Bearer | Kangling |
Crooked Mouth | Vocals (additional) |
Paul Duzounov | Guitars (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cam Mesmer | Recording (guitar & drums) |
Arthur Rizk | Mastering |
Cold Poison | Layout |
Luciana Lupe Vasconcelos | Cover art (Vinyl version) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Shattering the Axis Mundi | 01:05 | |
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2. | Hideous New Gods | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
“Their god commandeth crimes, ours doth giveth blessings upon us. The Good Lord hath ordained vengeance; he will give strength to our arms and courage to our hearts. Cast down the image of the god of the blancs, because he maketh the tears to flow from our eyes. Hearken unto Liberty that speaketh now in all your hearts.” Centrifugal totem splinter’d, doric diadem dissolve Corinth, whereupon lofty layeth the crown, down come crashing. Denigrate the world pillar, et eat spurn. Erect within the lowest naos of vitriol a potomitan. Zo li mache, li mache, li mache... Distant like Bondye, et bond ye. Complete disintegration of the axis mundi. O, that which might give forth light, must endure burning... Must endure... Burning... Cast down the God of the white man, and cast him out forever. |
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3. | Carving the Axis Mundi | 06:32 | Show lyrics |
Though light seem’d so the flower, it measureless to man remained. An enormity both atramentous, and yet too with aurora emblazoned. Contain’d within it’s triplicity, the paradigm whole, and verily contain’d within the paradigm whole, the greatest betrayal. This births so time, and reprisal verily; the deed must mirror weaponry immemorial. Demarcate the beleaguered e’er by hands with waxy blood. Thy Dead First ambulate the clearing’s circumference. And through all this, I noticed not, the hag waiting in the Jatropha bush, screaming, unblinking. So chaste, yet bot restraint. Full with wicked laughter, and still nolde speak, but to the(e,) deceased. Striating the sensation of cessation the way that Yamhamelah cuts clay. Preserve’d in thine dying within thine salt’s sagacity. One giving no passage, nor amnesty, to the edict or issue of Yishai. Put sand in the mouths of the ailing. And you dig them a grave, and draw your vevé on the basin of Ganvie. You kiss their brow, with lips like a trestle-board from broad thistles, thick with sigil’d missives. Preside now where the waking await, and the weight of azoth clouds the graves like yeast. Wed they with the sabbath within them; thou art all at once lord and lore. I speak, and you appear. You speak, and the coffins levitate. The coffins speak, and howling laughter resounds through the tombs. |
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4. | Coffin Nails | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Wraithful idol. An idol of Wrath! Beloved son of the bastard King Malefica muse motivates a madness Craft work and wrath curse spoken Luna looks favourably thrice Keeper’s coins and a Cross Queen’s song Summoning my Father in his old home "This man’s eyes have magic: He does Black Magick" Listen equiliberator and hellborn Gifts for a whorish Mother Gifts for a hellish Father They who dwell in the brass vessel A dead man’s box at a dead man’s door Built on breath and burning blasphemy Pinned, veiled, and baptised One by one into the casket cleansed Stitched maw of the amphibioid Filled with bane to choke upon Spectral serpent spite sown Ashen asp amulet addendum Nigromancia I speak: The celestial and infernal language Scream in stolen angelic tongues Funerary rites for a lightless heaven |
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5. | Erecting the Axis Mundi | 03:30 | |
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