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Current | |
Aort | Guitars (2002-present) |
Member(bands): Binah, Blutvial, Tome of the Unreplenished, Decrepit Spectre, Indesinence, Seasonal Code | |
Andras | Guitars (2008-present) |
Member(bands): Blutvial, Binah (live), Acolyte’s Ruin, Blitzkrieg, Reign of Erebus, Ligature | |
Lordt | Drums (2010-present) |
Member(bands): Eternal Scapegoat, Khanus, Season’s End, Tempus Fusion, Acid Empire, The Defiled | |
Syhr | Bass (2011-present) |
Member(bands): Alternative Carpark | |
Wacian | Vocals (2011-present) |
Member(bands): Alternative Carpark | |
Past | |
Viper | Bass, Vocals (backing) (2002-2010) |
Member(bands): Dold Vorde Ens Navn, Dødheimsgard, Strid, Ved Buens Ende, Manes, Naer Mataron, Fleurety (live), Aphrodisiac, Endwarfment | |
AiwarikiaR | Drums (2002-2006) |
Member(bands): Ulver, Valhall, Nattefrost (live) | |
Vyttra | Guitars (2002-2006) |
Kvohst | Vocals (2002-2006, 2008-2011) |
Member(bands): The Deathtrip, Decrepit Spectre, Gangrenator, Scythe, The Tragedians, Reclamation, Vomitorium, Grave Pleasures, Hexvessel, Dødheimsgard, Israthoum, Void, Beastmilk | |
Alex Lenormand | Bass (2007) |
Member(bands): Arkhon Infaustus (live), Locus, Loudblast, Sickbag | |
Alsvid | Drums (2007-2008) |
Member(bands): Ad Patres, Seth, Morning Rise, Psalm, Fornication, Goatlord Corp., Griffar, E-Force, Enthroned, Asgard, Monarchia Daemonium (live) | |
Past (Live) | |
Ilia Rodriguez | Bass (2008) |
Member(bands): Binah, Antigone, Indesinence, Necromaniac, Pantheist, Aphonic Threnody (live), Esoteric (live) | |
Dan Mullins | Drums (2008) |
Member(bands): An Axis of Perdition, Blasphemer, Mine[thorn], Morte Lune, The Deathtrip, Broken, Epitaph, Kryokill, The Enchanted, Thine, Heathen Deity, Hesper Payne, My Dying Bride, Conan (live), 閃靈 (live), Bal-Sagoth, Sermon of Hypocrisy | |
Heimoth | Guitars (2008) |
Member(bands): Seth, Sinsaenum, Decrepit Spectre, Void, Reverence (live), Morning Rise | |
Terghl | Drums (2009-2010) |
Member(bands): Grand Alchemist, Blood Red Throne (live), Dødheimsgard |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Neurotransmissions | Demo | 2002 | Show album |
2 | Nouveau Gloaming | Full-length | 2005 | Show album |
3 | Resplendent Grotesque | Full-length | 2009 | Show album |
4 | Augur Nox | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
5 | Mut | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
6 | Live in the Netherlands | Live album | 2015 | Show album |
7 | Lost Signal | EP | 2017 | Show album |
8 | Under the Subgleam | EP | 2017 | Show album |
9 | Free Download | Compilation | 2020 | Show album |
Neurotransmissions
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 15th, 2002 | Independent | CD | CD-R | |
May 2nd, 2015 | Haintic | HAINT 007 | CD | Reissue |
Members | |
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Aort | Guitars |
Kvohst | Vocals |
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1. | Aeon in Cinders | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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2. | Radium | 11:11 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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3. | A Cloud Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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4. | Pollen of Black Plume | 07:25 | |
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5. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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39:59 |
Nouveau Gloaming
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 13th, 2005 | Spikefarm Records | NAULA 045 | CD | |
2005 | Art Music Group | AMG 272 | CD | |
March 18th, 2007 | Necroterror Records | NTR002 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Aort | Guitars |
Vyttra | Guitars |
Viper | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vicotnik | Producer |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Kim Sølve (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Henning Bortne | Mixing |
Tuomo Valtonen | Recording |
Trine Paulsen (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cotton Optic | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Fenriz and Kvohst Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY Basement and backyard skymachine bleachers A corroded drone is all that is left Abate my eyes with bear traps and snares The fear pounds in your chest Like claustrophobic demons Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment And the fear pounds in your chest like claustrophobic demons The mummified trauma of daylight delusions Dilapidated posture dazzled by filth Baking soda smile - Jackknife in the passenger seat Sit back and watch retired ambitions croak Fascination is wearing thin Hag-ridden abscessed teeth of hope The wrecking ball toll of crushed coal dreams Decoding the pearls in the whirlwind Disposable antidotes as fragmental cutthroats These plastic superhero suits are starting to choke CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY It hits like a kick in the gut Smashed through the floor To find (out) what I was looking for Rusty brain matter floating in rainwater |
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2. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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3. | An Enigma in Brine | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol / Additions and arrangement by Kvohst We are lost within the flesh Led by the sloping of an inner arm No face outside these eyes No past outside tonight We are as we paint us A vision installed In many ways stunned To say it would be to sing As green meteors swim Gently up to him Mirrored surfaces Who is within them? Hands in water peel my skin My teeth and my hair My eyes move like lunar seas The mirror moves and I jump in To catch my breath under the sky Wash scars and use this eye Roll it from the navel to the pubis Circumnavigate (the) wet hip Turn these bodies around Dash them on the shore Watch their slender centres Spark and burst And slide their tattered skin Between barnacles and limpid This is where they want to lie To love the wind and the tides …And remember what still Grows and thrives An enigma in brine Past this daily decreasing horizon I am image I |
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4. | A Cloud-Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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5. | Æon in Cinders | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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6. | Tyburn | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol I am touched Not by the dirt beetle Nor the crevice of night But my empathy is with a star Confiding on my shoulder Sound travels down this hill And the wind rolls up it Trembling with my budding hands That shake about my head Curl up Between my gnarled thighs Dirt beetle or lost child This time is slow and my voice Is inaudible Six feet deep Under the ground; gurgling Your palm pushes near my toe Shake dirty curly child Through the night grow(s) And through the night it grows… I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here I’ll wait through and watch it come undone There’s a frozen whisper near me That will chuckle come daylight In a near ditch You tilt your head upward And shake my bony hand With your blackbird glove |
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7. | Radium | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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8. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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53:54 |
Resplendent Grotesque
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 1st, 2009 | Tabu Recordings | TABU 027 | CD | Digipak |
June 1st, 2010 | Haintic | HAINT 001 | 12" vinyl | Gatefold, 180g grey vinyl |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6) |
Aort | Guitars, Songwriting, Vocals (choir), Interlude (tracks 7, 8) |
Vicotnik | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Arvath | Vocals (choirs) |
Israth | Vocals (choirs) |
Smaui | Vocals (choirs) |
Adrian Erlandsson | Drums |
Andras | Guitars (lead) (track 6) |
Aðalbjörn Tryggvason | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Uncle Smaui | Engineering (vocals) |
Andrew Nicol | Lyrics (tracks 2, 5, 7, 8), Producer, Arrangements |
Stephen Kasner (R.I.P. 2019) | Artwork, Cover art |
Fenriz | Lyrics (track 1) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Henrik Udd | Mixing |
Aort | Arrangements |
Heldriver | Photography |
Brutal Gardener | Layout, Design |
Guðmundur Óli Pálmason | Photography |
Kvohst | Arrangements, Producer (track 2) |
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1. | Smother the Crones | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst and Fenriz What would it take to smother these crones? From scratch starts the sloping off To a wilderness Undertow colossal leads me like lead Past life trespassers Sold strange to my soiled my eyes Underwater rain parade I can’t collide! Oh Lord… What would it take to smother these crones? Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! Skulls grin from passing cars Through the traffic of the dead They laugh me up their ancient sleeves Into the borderless beyond Wayside pastors gracing black pastures “I’m boarding sinking ships”* Against the tide of fleeing rats Oh please God smother these crones Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! RIP Jesuit mindfuck MCMXC *Jonas Raskolnikov, 2008 |
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2. | In the Privacy of Your Own Bones | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine And should I die Bring my shadow to me Roll it up and swallow it Withdraw my touch from all your hands Recede and remain A memory of absence Through which a null wind unfurls To disorder your world And I shall breath in all my words My fingers return to bone and curl |
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3. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind It’s pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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4. | Possession Is the Medicine | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Czral and Kvohst The statues are tilted In priest-like poses They’re moving their arms In rhythmical dreams Possession is the medicine For the tainted blurred within Lined up on pedestals In pestilent postures Possession is the medicine For the tainted words whim Imprisoned in spine Tending lights in the tunnels Speaking in tongues Shining in spasms The invisible presence And his toxic torrents The clocks have all slowed To the sound of howling throats Acrid fumes on the horned horizon Altars stained with blood Cutting off thrones to spite the face All phantoms underground Walk with me now Possession is the medicine! Memorial wolds of fanaticism Medicate the worship within Nefarious roads of old omens The overpowering will Disturbance in the root of the self A loose thread reveals In too deep to turn back now Just a spoonful of hate Helps the medicine go down! Possession is the medicine! |
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5. | Jesus Fever | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol Is this all, the dark circled Cracks and the crested eyes Our deliverance, our deity cries Watch me, watch me arise This is the emergence of youth! I have to break the face Lift the effervescence and align the sky Break the rocks and empathy deny This is the emergence of youth! Caught locked and brutalised Thrown down you are the body, I am the mind You deserve only suffering I am divine Here I am truly Scythian, alive I evolve the world My destruction belies The buds of genesis, the fruit, the wine I break the gables, the column, the vine I am laughing in the temple of youth! Jesus fever Grievous Diva Mischievous Shiva Jesus fever |
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6. | I Hold Your Light | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst Parlour magician Saw me in half Pull me from your hat Break my body, break my back Drag me through wives, lawns and suburbs You the great destroyer of my childhood Like a ship that was lost in a storm I will lie in my grave and stretch out my arms I will lay this body down I will lay this body down When the evening of judgement has come When all the stars in the sky come undone I will lay this body down I will lay this body down On the miry road I hold your light That bursts the banks Of the rivers of my limbs Brain set on fire In a flavour of the celluloid You’re my odyssey, my glory My last chance at reality |
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7. | A Sutra of Wounds | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol There’s something in here Choked, pleading, turning on a tornique Leather bound witches skin dolls sway Long lithe naked faceless bodies slide And the pain Is sensational And in the dark Your succubus Is gibbering And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Close tight and caged Tumbling, cascading Arms and mouth restrained Numb limbs a nimbus of pain And the heat Is sensational And as you fall Almond eyes turn And the heat Is sensational And within you fall The distance Is vertiginous And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And will these wonders end Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And this wind hastens night And in the night On the borders of fatigue Here flesh is a language and through It you speak On succulent blades You are crippled and maimed Walk with me On the landscape of pain Chain yourself to desire And I’ll christen us with scars |
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8. | The Ascendent Grotesque | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bloodless and cry My vessel breaks releasing Ire My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars are falling I am awake and should play This is the end of days The end of days The end of days My eyes split horizons The elipsis my maw This is a call to war This is a call to war A call to waaaaaaar My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars cascade My hands shred moonlight My voice the joy of the sea Searing you all with sound With souuuuund I grab the earth and shake The dead from the ground I bask in light And infinite vision I am joy and destructions Violent collision |
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34:52 |
Augur Nox
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 19th, 2013 | Agonia Records | ARCD122 | CD | Digipak |
November 19th, 2013 | Agonia Records | ARLP113 | 2 12" vinyls | |
November 19th, 2013 | Agonia Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
November 19th, 2013 | Haintic | HAINT 006 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Lordt | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dehn Sora | Artwork |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Co-producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Craig Reynolds | Producer (drums), Engineering (drums) |
Aort | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Black Rumination | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Sparse beneath the crest in savage, graceful throws subjugates of the gallery parade. Burnished by the lunar scope secrets steps of quiet art churn about a poison isle whose patron waits and watches from a cruel claw of basalt, a ponderous funeral stone And in the blackened breach before it thunders around the the throne Cast his presence, His essence a Winter repose Fronds extending, a whisper in the folds Of eyes in the dark Shoals vast and brooding They study his thoughts They mimic his motion Dread forms from echoes in blood Shapes call the night to align them In one, a stranger to light Black rumination Dark mouths in perishing prayer Surround a spire of dissension Arcane - the withering throne Black rumination Tides to his coronet A surf that teems with sly creation Apparitions lithe and pacing The brow is furrowed deep A nature searing in the hum ours Honing furies from the edges Dead minds feed this aberration Swathed in tears In ocean tinctures Never sated for horror, for decay His sculptures adoring The channel of their rage Dread forms - His thoughts are cold and still A solemn vision in the water A soured confidence and They work about the throne In fervent circles, stern and ceaseless A wilderness dilating |
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2. | Becoming Host | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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3. | Ecdysis | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Slave / Awake in the tumult / Bray / Bold for a lost sun / Here / In the gut of the tempest Chains / Wither away / And in this incarnation / The storm has sent it forth a / Slave To boil back with a dark love / Rage / In ceaseless cycle / A mantra / To bide into curses And break open / On the caustic current / And in its deconstruction / The storm has fashioned it A son - Quake, stoop / Such things hang about his shoulders / Shimmers of Perdition caught between brush strokes and the oil / Shake, Grow / Feed upon your burdens For, beneath that fragile colour / A pearl in the friction slows Wave - you vapours / You refracted, wandering lights / mere tears in a canvas of saturating blight His core, this Caliban, of barren rooms sewn up / And stare afflicted by / some greatness in decay And I would be burned / (I would be burned) / By the flails behind / (flails behind) Those boiling windows / Where a ravenous spawn (ravenous spawn) / forsakes its skin (forsakes its skin) in silent struggle / And where all light tapers out / and a dark horizon is spread / Fevers of his fierce design in sable tremors tread / In blasted cacophony / In will out of agony wrought / He thrives in the torment His inimical whispers like birds / Raise in the eye / Ravenous spawn / Forsakes its skin |
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4. | Glimlight Tourist | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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6. | Garden Chancery | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Forced into the stagelight / A weak, wan and marbled hide / Disgorged up to jugdement / Sharp cracks of the gavel Great caps in a row / Their fine mystery certain / And the balcony heaves with old familiarts, lechers and treason The prisoner’s stance / A calm acceptance in the stifling scowl of the hanging judge / The defendant speaks... Where am I now that you could deliver me? / I have lived over clouds and beneath the deepest sea I sang from the caverns as the rocks peeled and broke with trees / I was origin, everything. Who could deliver me? For I was a blaze in your shallow dusk / The winding berth of stars / Where lonely gavels pound the earth To work it dark with scars / But I tire of the chase, the harvest monopoly / How you bore with your delicate graces and charity / I’ll soothe quiet desires and the ache of the evergreen / And then how shall I wait - for judgement or clarity? For I am your ache and your reverie / Your wild desire and colour / And in my flaws adorn the court / The pivot of my garden Deliver your judgement / My chancery, pause to decide Deliver your judgement / My garden, my flowers of light |
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7. | The Lazarus Cord | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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8. | The Shrike Screw | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Briars you sip / You siphon beaty / Speak softly through licks of carmine / Wet your tongues with finite sorrows / Closing horrors bound into you / Wake / Awake with fascination / living tower / writhing temple / Speak only in hymns of passion Power, ardor degradation / / Above you / Above you old observances / A murder of admirers / My dust to / flutter into the flow On breezes, warm breezes / / Ah, the Shrike Screw / / Flakes / Like burrs / With beggar’s faces / Bow from horns with pricking fingers Cast, conducted by the totem / By your bleeding gulping centre / Lights and lures / and breaching bindweed / Wind the opened loam about you Speak to me your hymns of waning / succor, cruelty / desecration / / Above you / Above you clouds are changing their faces for you, adoring / I clothe you / I, in dust and clay and the wake enthralled and / Before you / Ah the Shrike Screw |
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9. | Rx | 02:00 | instrumental |
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10. | Trace of God | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Impatient ghost In your wide smile I open Pale as bone Incandescent and starved A poem up from a field of corrosion In folds of gold To burst like a star Abandon the light Abandon the skin Abandon the search for these troubles I watched for a world that would let it fall in An order ablaze in the rubble (Trace of God, Trace of gold) Imbued with a reflected light and prose that wound over and over and struck out rain a gilded cage Linger ghost Claw that space with hunger Cities twist to ash in your hand I catch fire in a whirl of your verses Elements unbound Abandon the light... Crawl in type shape Scratch your song into sound Burn Breathe Ignite the pyres Turn your back on the surface you own Face the sky Accuser I will fall on your dreams Your hand in my world |
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11. | Harmonies in Cloud | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Slide / Pale harmonies in drifts / Veils drawn over and / Sleep slunk in slow / Bite / Smile your bridal grief for / The more you weep The more that seed can grow / / Ash is falling, just like snowflakes floating down / Shells and masks on gentle dreamers under cloud Peace / Illuminate the faces by the road / I just know / I just know they keep quiet count / -misdemeanors, malice manifold I just know / Sullen souls / Slumber now, slumber so / Slip away from the fold / From the toll, from the toll Covered-up in the drift / Covered thunder’s murmured roll / Thick with hunger / Distant and Lowe / / Unending / The ash is alighting to gnaw at their seeds under stone / An energy dark and voracious , a summoning under the Moon / I feel them, their focus and sorrow A study of horror in flight / To worry my wounds with their wisdom / And draw out infusions for night / (Slide comas slow) Upon the scaffold and the deaf beasts / (Harmonies in cloud) / Over the harrowed and the grime / (Suffering below) By breaths - a barrow high with harmonies / (Dreamers under shroud) / For the grazing hive / Ash is falling, coma’s winter Cankers’ feast of fitful thinkers / Alive, the curtain extends a slip of warning / Of sulfurs brave and intent, / Of sorrows homing As if the faces can turn out of their moorings / Harmonies in cloud... / Slide comas slow |
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12. | White Tryptych | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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54:34 |
Mut
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 27th, 2015 | Agonia Records | ARCD134 | CD | Europe slipcase |
February 27th, 2015 | Agonia Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
April 2015 | Agonia Records | ARlp122 | 12" vinyl | Europe slipcase |
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Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Hans Klepper | Percussion (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Julie Cottrell | Photography |
Paul Winstanley | Engineering, Production |
Thomas Neulinger | Artwork |
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1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Undertone | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
when I fell from the tree that summer I thought that I had died I lay amongst the moss and leaves and tubers and ties uncoupled in my mind the sky was filled with dandelion and heather and soft, unearthly sound it seemed to me an exodus from heaven of strangers coming down oh down where once a canopy benignly waved over my head now only bitten fingers tick against a sky of laboured breath yet it is not so truly unfamiliar this agitated dream where mourners chatter at my bed and suck my flesh into the earth delivered under to disassemble there dispersed and wonder-filled I do not miss the air down amongst the grasses and down amongst the beetles and passed between the earthworms’ mouths underneath the landed dew air filtering like water far down below the mourners and the blind things in their kingdom come |
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3. | Dialogue | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
a serpent is kept in this pillow a mentor and critic blue all the day and at night begins to jade how can it hope to be any more than a(it?) can not a human but a low thing its seminars languish in failure scribbled in spidery, spit-spattered achres long long drone there, a loverthief that must suffer it all suffer directly and squeeze and gather up your sheets and swing and swing and swing in isolation quiet please I am locked in with you like a fiend from some film I can’t quite remember sour and neglected friend whose old skin became hard unnamed but now a face at the window so let us do death as I am already in parts from promising dreams I cannot deliver mad and dejected lamp that has never gone out just condemned to make shapes on the ceiling you don’t fool me now with a calm demeanour in this washing of thoughts I have watched your blood boil slow now we’re simply pieces estranged a blinking beacon and boat separated by some heavy shroud this skin sticks like a mangled cloth to be wrung and wrung and never dry out press in feel the passages swim from a wall of dark eyelids where memory plays like old film of cells reticulation unclean, unsure unclean and elevating peel from the screen such paper-thin fingerprint wings cling and constrict in cellophane twists so suffocating the snake is in the nest to swallow every piece of recollected guilt it forces me to keep the snake is in the nest it tightens in the night to keep the meat distressed and lock me in its sights |
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4. | Affliction | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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5. | Contours | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
late answers lap around the bliss-wet air beneath me cold gulps, as many as required won’t seal up the ceiling stare stay, filter now all of my rats have departed I can wane somewhere apart from the noise pause here and colourize the pain because soon I’m alighting the lifting beams glide down siphon into the overspill beckoning the outlines signals lull flickers in a new time contours your grooves are filling up an anaesthetic crush and I draw out |
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6. | Inland Sea | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
a lonely silhouette returns upon the inland sea to keep my eyes from looking up I focus on the haze ahead whose ghosts are shepherded by chills that trip and undulating haze no voice no peace no anchor here no remedy can permeate loss -- is this loss with sudden introspection with my scanning of horizon and my hands in restless motion loss has left me at the surface left me to this little ocean gone to settle at the bottom with its tortured concentration loss on the inland sea through fear I keep myself aboard upon the inland sea whose barnacles have sured me up whose salt has shrunk my wooden boards and every drop it seems to me could pull my fragile craft apart no rest no flag no pleasures here no beam to break the ghastly murk so -- is this sorrow a romantic disposition with my gaze out through the phantoms all in doom and weak confusion sorrow wracked me on the water made me desperate and open just to pass on from the deck and sink down to some silent treasure sorrow on the inland sea a lonely figure there upon the inland sea whose hollow mask is shot with grief which calcifies with melancholy my heart is overboard my mind drops through the oily deep no life no thought no entropy a surface that I shall not see |
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7. | Cocoon | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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8. | Numb, an Author | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
numb as a clock with a drawn face haunted by my beats numb an author uninvented by sleep broken arm uninvented by sleep a tumbling wheel forming patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within releasing unhappiness it’s work but not completed but what could be left what corner is kept my fever a cloud that thunders a fiction about you spoiled that which was good of any of it and seizes my moments both scolding and embracing collides with my silence ungraciously devolving and I give it a sign I surely am disarranged by sleep wear me away into my patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within |
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9. | The Bloom in the Blast | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
come, the atomized oh, the surge in heat bring the bright white that paralyzed colonies interrupted a case of infection all reduction in my perception I felt the temperature at my fingertips sweep a darkened room clear of malignancies with pure radiation in ripples that flow through my cremation grow let me flow with the changes imperfect glow a glint in wide spaces cut loose the lines and drop into the white the bloom in the blast let me fade in past the silent queues frozen in the glare captive characters lost from a storyline a hull distended its bones re-arranging all out of sequence and outside intention clotted air that must fall in the throatlike molds calefaction extracts the redemption code gaunt dolls rock their marrows in vacuum snap with misery’s dry white grin on quiet world over expose gestures are frantic like wild snow angels the narrowing needlethin shadows who watch a star explode |
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35:44 |
Live in the Netherlands
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Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Aort | Mixing, Mastering |
Maarten de Boer | Photograpy |
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1. | The Cotton Optic | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY Basement and backyard skymachine bleachers A corroded drone is all that is left Abate my eyes with bear traps and snares The fear pounds in your chest Like claustrophobic demons Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment And the fear pounds in your chest like claustrophobic demons The mummified trauma of daylight delusions Dilapidated posture dazzled by filth Baking soda smile - Jackknife in the passenger seat Sit back and watch retired ambitions croak Fascination is wearing thin Hag-ridden abscessed teeth of hope The wrecking ball toll of crushed coal dreams Decoding the pearls in the whirlwind Disposable antidotes as fragmental cutthroats These plastic superhero suits are starting to choke CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY It hits like a kick in the gut Smashed through the floor To find (out) what I was looking for Rusty brain matter floating in rainwater |
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2. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind It’s pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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3. | Becoming Host | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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4. | Glimlight Tourist | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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5. | Smother the Crones | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
What would it take to smother these crones? From scratch starts the sloping off To a wilderness Undertow colossal leads me like lead Past life trespassers Sold strange to my soiled my eyes Underwater rain parade I can’t collide! Oh Lord… What would it take to smother these crones? Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! Skulls grin from passing cars Through the traffic of the dead They laugh me up their ancient sleeves Into the borderless beyond Wayside pastors gracing black pastures “I’m boarding sinking ships”* Oh please God smother these crones Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! |
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6. | Possession Is the Medicine | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The statues are tilted In priest-like poses They’re moving their arms In rhythmical dreams Possession is the medicine For the tainted blurred within Lined up on pedestals In pestilent postures Possession is the medicine For the tainted words whim Imprisoned in spine Tending lights in the tunnels Speaking in tongues Shining in spasms The invisible presence And his toxic torrents The clocks have all slowed To the sound of howling throats Acrid fumes on the horned horizon Altars stained with blood Cutting off thrones to spite the face All phantoms underground Walk with me now Possession is the medicine! Memorial wolds of fanaticism Medicate the worship within Nefarious roads of old omens The overpowering will Disturbance in the root of the self A loose thread reveals In too deep to turn back now Just a spoonful of hate Helps the medicine go down! Possession is the medicine! |
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7. | The Lazarus Cord | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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8. | White Triptych | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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9. | Brass Dogs | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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47:31 |
Lost Signal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 25th, 2017 | Agonia Records | 12" vinyl | 2 versions, Limited edition | |
January 25th, 2017 | Agonia Records | Digital |
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Side A | |||
1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Cocoon | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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3. | Affliction | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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4. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind Itís pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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5. | The Lazarus Cord | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow And in flicking pitch They call from the bottom Restless arms Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface Where a nodding forest draws Sweet airs from the sky To weep down upon them Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow Pressed by wide thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion At its base a brawl of souls Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high from the cord Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers Alone upon that ivory line A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap Back to life Out of death Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason On the Lazarus Cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Blind husks cling to the cord leveled, their gaze at the roots and the damp soil,lined soft with light gossamer Beheld from the catacomb by piercing black diamonds A glazed and gelid ether As waters over Waxen features Their eyes a glass In granite seizure But it’s all that matters - It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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6. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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28:59 |
Under the Subgleam
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 3rd, 2017 | Apocalyptic Witchcraft Recordings | CD | Limited edition | |
November 3rd, 2017 | Apocalyptic Witchcraft Recordings | Digital | Bandcamp | |
November 3rd, 2017 | Apocalyptic Witchcraft Recordings | APW 019 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Wacian | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lordt | Cover art, Artwork |
Aort | Producer, Mixing |
Dan Capp | Layout |
Pino Fabelo | Layout |
Greg Chandler | Mastering |
Rupert Peters | Recording |
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1. | Toll | 03:10 | |
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2. | Plot of Skinned Heaven | 04:46 | |
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3. | Pollution Vigil | 02:19 | |
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4. | Cave Soul | 02:00 | Show lyrics |
Cave souls simple buds of life ticking in the dark long awake now be so filled with little splits satured grubs and bleed out cave soul |
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12:15 |
Free Download
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1. | Live Intro (extended version) | 05:14 | |
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2. | Be Forewarned | 03:24 | |
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3. | Lazarus Outro | 02:08 | |
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4. | Pollen of Black Plume | 09:49 | |
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5. | Unused Song | 02:50 | instrumental |
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6. | Outro | 02:39 | instrumental |
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26:04 |
Neurotransmissions
Members | |
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Aort | Guitars |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Aeon in Cinders | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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2. | Radium | 11:11 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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3. | A Cloud Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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4. | Pollen of Black Plume | 07:25 | |
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5. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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39:59 |
Neurotransmissions
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Aeon in Cinders | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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2. | Radium | 11:14 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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3. | Cloud-Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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4. | Pollen of Black Plume | 09:54 | |
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5. | Ghost Formula | 08:52 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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42:33 |
Nouveau Gloaming
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Aort | Guitars |
Vyttra | Guitars |
Viper | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vicotnik | Producer |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Kim Sølve (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Henning Bortne | Mixing |
Tuomo Valtonen | Recording |
Trine Paulsen (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cotton Optic | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Fenriz and Kvohst Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY Basement and backyard skymachine bleachers A corroded drone is all that is left Abate my eyes with bear traps and snares The fear pounds in your chest Like claustrophobic demons Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment And the fear pounds in your chest like claustrophobic demons The mummified trauma of daylight delusions Dilapidated posture dazzled by filth Baking soda smile - Jackknife in the passenger seat Sit back and watch retired ambitions croak Fascination is wearing thin Hag-ridden abscessed teeth of hope The wrecking ball toll of crushed coal dreams Decoding the pearls in the whirlwind Disposable antidotes as fragmental cutthroats These plastic superhero suits are starting to choke CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY It hits like a kick in the gut Smashed through the floor To find (out) what I was looking for Rusty brain matter floating in rainwater |
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2. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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3. | An Enigma in Brine | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol / Additions and arrangement by Kvohst We are lost within the flesh Led by the sloping of an inner arm No face outside these eyes No past outside tonight We are as we paint us A vision installed In many ways stunned To say it would be to sing As green meteors swim Gently up to him Mirrored surfaces Who is within them? Hands in water peel my skin My teeth and my hair My eyes move like lunar seas The mirror moves and I jump in To catch my breath under the sky Wash scars and use this eye Roll it from the navel to the pubis Circumnavigate (the) wet hip Turn these bodies around Dash them on the shore Watch their slender centres Spark and burst And slide their tattered skin Between barnacles and limpid This is where they want to lie To love the wind and the tides …And remember what still Grows and thrives An enigma in brine Past this daily decreasing horizon I am image I |
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4. | A Cloud-Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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5. | Æon in Cinders | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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6. | Tyburn | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol I am touched Not by the dirt beetle Nor the crevice of night But my empathy is with a star Confiding on my shoulder Sound travels down this hill And the wind rolls up it Trembling with my budding hands That shake about my head Curl up Between my gnarled thighs Dirt beetle or lost child This time is slow and my voice Is inaudible Six feet deep Under the ground; gurgling Your palm pushes near my toe Shake dirty curly child Through the night grow(s) And through the night it grows… I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here I’ll wait through and watch it come undone There’s a frozen whisper near me That will chuckle come daylight In a near ditch You tilt your head upward And shake my bony hand With your blackbird glove |
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7. | Radium | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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8. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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53:54 |
Nouveau Gloaming
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Aort | Guitars |
Vyttra | Guitars |
Viper | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Henning Bortne | Mixing |
Trine Paulsen (TK) | Design, Logo, Typography, Photography |
Vicotnik | Producer |
Kim Sølve (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Tuomo Valtonen | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cotton Optic | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Fenriz and Kvohst Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY Basement and backyard skymachine bleachers A corroded drone is all that is left Abate my eyes with bear traps and snares The fear pounds in your chest Like claustrophobic demons Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment And the fear pounds in your chest like claustrophobic demons The mummified trauma of daylight delusions Dilapidated posture dazzled by filth Baking soda smile - Jackknife in the passenger seat Sit back and watch retired ambitions croak Fascination is wearing thin Hag-ridden abscessed teeth of hope The wrecking ball toll of crushed coal dreams Decoding the pearls in the whirlwind Disposable antidotes as fragmental cutthroats These plastic superhero suits are starting to choke CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY It hits like a kick in the gut Smashed through the floor To find (out) what I was looking for Rusty brain matter floating in rainwater |
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2. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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3. | An Enigma in Brine | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol / Additions and arrangement by Kvohst We are lost within the flesh Led by the sloping of an inner arm No face outside these eyes No past outside tonight We are as we paint us A vision installed In many ways stunned To say it would be to sing As green meteors swim Gently up to him Mirrored surfaces Who is within them? Hands in water peel my skin My teeth and my hair My eyes move like lunar seas The mirror moves and I jump in To catch my breath under the sky Wash scars and use this eye Roll it from the navel to the pubis Circumnavigate (the) wet hip Turn these bodies around Dash them on the shore Watch their slender centres Spark and burst And slide their tattered skin Between barnacles and limpid This is where they want to lie To love the wind and the tides …And remember what still Grows and thrives An enigma in brine Past this daily decreasing horizon I am image I |
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4. | A Cloud-Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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5. | Æon in Cinders | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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6. | Tyburn | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol I am touched Not by the dirt beetle Nor the crevice of night But my empathy is with a star Confiding on my shoulder Sound travels down this hill And the wind rolls up it Trembling with my budding hands That shake about my head Curl up Between my gnarled thighs Dirt beetle or lost child This time is slow and my voice Is inaudible Six feet deep Under the ground; gurgling Your palm pushes near my toe Shake dirty curly child Through the night grow(s) And through the night it grows… I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here I’ll wait through and watch it come undone There’s a frozen whisper near me That will chuckle come daylight In a near ditch You tilt your head upward And shake my bony hand With your blackbird glove |
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7. | Radium | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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8. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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53:54 |
Nouveau Gloaming
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals |
Aort | Guitars |
Vyttra | Guitars |
Viper | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Henning Bortne | Mixing |
Trine Paulsen (TK) | Design, Logo, Typography, Photography |
Vicotnik | Producer |
Kim Sølve (TK) | Photography, Design, Logo, Typography |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Tuomo Valtonen | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Cotton Optic | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Fenriz and Kvohst Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY Basement and backyard skymachine bleachers A corroded drone is all that is left Abate my eyes with bear traps and snares The fear pounds in your chest Like claustrophobic demons Brittle air for blue lungs Shuttle fare for radiant tongues Untie your sleeping sores to wake up scratching Rejecting deathreign in a moment of bewilderment And the fear pounds in your chest like claustrophobic demons The mummified trauma of daylight delusions Dilapidated posture dazzled by filth Baking soda smile - Jackknife in the passenger seat Sit back and watch retired ambitions croak Fascination is wearing thin Hag-ridden abscessed teeth of hope The wrecking ball toll of crushed coal dreams Decoding the pearls in the whirlwind Disposable antidotes as fragmental cutthroats These plastic superhero suits are starting to choke CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE REDEEM REDEEM DEMAND DEMAND CONTORT CONTORT REALITY REALITY It hits like a kick in the gut Smashed through the floor To find (out) what I was looking for Rusty brain matter floating in rainwater |
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2. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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3. | An Enigma in Brine | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol / Additions and arrangement by Kvohst We are lost within the flesh Led by the sloping of an inner arm No face outside these eyes No past outside tonight We are as we paint us A vision installed In many ways stunned To say it would be to sing As green meteors swim Gently up to him Mirrored surfaces Who is within them? Hands in water peel my skin My teeth and my hair My eyes move like lunar seas The mirror moves and I jump in To catch my breath under the sky Wash scars and use this eye Roll it from the navel to the pubis Circumnavigate (the) wet hip Turn these bodies around Dash them on the shore Watch their slender centres Spark and burst And slide their tattered skin Between barnacles and limpid This is where they want to lie To love the wind and the tides …And remember what still Grows and thrives An enigma in brine Past this daily decreasing horizon I am image I |
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4. | A Cloud-Formed Teardrop Asylum | 07:25 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors Looking up at the starry sky won’t make your scarred life Light up bright A thirst for questions have their black reply -- Hide in cloud-mouthed skyscraper Haven for no thoughts but mine A muscular memory of February When proud absence left me (We are alone amongst millions…) Subway stations filled with forced equations for my earth to burst The retina is so hungry I could eat a hearse Peeling adverts perfumed with roman numerals As we shuffle off to our jobs like funerals Drawn by wounds to the throat of ghosts (We) lost our way back to the vault of youth Codes forged in my minerals when the earth grew old Love’s labours lost back when lives for lies were sold (our lives were sold) Kodak coloured souvenirs From a furnished furnace of fears For learning to be mad Is the poverty of happiness And I know that it is clear That I’m not here In this cloud-formed invisible asylum of tears I am ready to face my fears As my consciousness disappears To the internal sanctuary of seers Where the clouds last for years & years “I placed a blue death mask there in my book of hours that those who dream of an earthly paradise may read it as men” |
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Side B | |||
5. | Æon in Cinders | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Washed in weeping Aeons of ashes Pull a curtain Across the sky Cadavers crawling Like creatures intrigued Living like fossils In pools of kerosene Getting to know well The geology of hell Mapping the porous moon- Leprous dermis of life Terror and dread Sick to the teeth Perish the thought Die or dream Set it all ablaze Set the world in flames |
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6. | Tyburn | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Andrew Nicol I am touched Not by the dirt beetle Nor the crevice of night But my empathy is with a star Confiding on my shoulder Sound travels down this hill And the wind rolls up it Trembling with my budding hands That shake about my head Curl up Between my gnarled thighs Dirt beetle or lost child This time is slow and my voice Is inaudible Six feet deep Under the ground; gurgling Your palm pushes near my toe Shake dirty curly child Through the night grow(s) And through the night it grows… I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here I’ll wait through and watch it come undone There’s a frozen whisper near me That will chuckle come daylight In a near ditch You tilt your head upward And shake my bony hand With your blackbird glove |
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7. | Radium | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought In the empire of night I’m a victim of an audible heart The building’s nuclear gleam Cruel houses of lost prayers In temples of a nervous breakdown I tread the boards of a dream I kiss the mouths of dust Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts That catch my breath Like daydreams of chattering aspens At an opulent hospice We’ll nurse our hearts From the fallout of sunsets Radium A spiral of human continuum Radium Occurs in the alkaline of imagination Radium Radium Sometimes startled by our own darkness Death has neither an end or a beginning I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness… A father must feather his followers and feelings…to manu- facture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or radiation therapists I can’t think anymore I can’t dream anymore I can’t love (you) anymore |
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8. | Ghost Formula | 08:55 | Show lyrics |
Words by Kvohst Heaven-sent sunset red Spin in the evening under the windowsill Hawthorn valley floor Rain beaded grass Soft breath, motionless and wet Empty jaws of the rivers maw A backwards memory Like Arabic writing Tears of diamonds Vanish into the gardens I remember once when I was young Something was wrong Under an old fence The unlit labyrinth of nonsense Unformed nouns and vowels Drip into the floor Like insects from the nest of my skull The light looked different in those days As if an idea could imagine for itself And in the afternoon We all took off our skin And set sail for Neptune Using our flesh for a sail The drizzle of wheels in the heat Summer is the cruelest city of deceit That pains that you claim will reclaim you That gains that you gain will regain you I’m making ghosts out of clay To scare my past away |
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53:54 |
Resplendent Grotesque
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6) |
Aort | Guitars, Songwriting, Vocals (choir), Interlude (tracks 7, 8) |
Vicotnik | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Arvath | Vocals (choirs) |
Israth | Vocals (choirs) |
Smaui | Vocals (choirs) |
Adrian Erlandsson | Drums |
Andras | Guitars (lead) (track 6) |
Aðalbjörn Tryggvason | Vocals (choirs) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Uncle Smaui | Engineering (vocals) |
Andrew Nicol | Lyrics (tracks 2, 5, 7, 8), Producer, Arrangements |
Stephen Kasner (R.I.P. 2019) | Artwork, Cover art |
Fenriz | Lyrics (track 1) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Henrik Udd | Mixing |
Aort | Arrangements |
Heldriver | Photography |
Brutal Gardener | Layout, Design |
Guðmundur Óli Pálmason | Photography |
Kvohst | Arrangements, Producer (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Smother the Crones | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst and Fenriz What would it take to smother these crones? From scratch starts the sloping off To a wilderness Undertow colossal leads me like lead Past life trespassers Sold strange to my soiled my eyes Underwater rain parade I can’t collide! Oh Lord… What would it take to smother these crones? Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! Skulls grin from passing cars Through the traffic of the dead They laugh me up their ancient sleeves Into the borderless beyond Wayside pastors gracing black pastures “I’m boarding sinking ships”* Against the tide of fleeing rats Oh please God smother these crones Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! RIP Jesuit mindfuck MCMXC *Jonas Raskolnikov, 2008 |
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2. | In the Privacy of Your Own Bones | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine And should I die Bring my shadow to me Roll it up and swallow it Withdraw my touch from all your hands Recede and remain A memory of absence Through which a null wind unfurls To disorder your world And I shall breath in all my words My fingers return to bone and curl |
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3. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind It’s pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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4. | Possession Is the Medicine | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Czral and Kvohst The statues are tilted In priest-like poses They’re moving their arms In rhythmical dreams Possession is the medicine For the tainted blurred within Lined up on pedestals In pestilent postures Possession is the medicine For the tainted words whim Imprisoned in spine Tending lights in the tunnels Speaking in tongues Shining in spasms The invisible presence And his toxic torrents The clocks have all slowed To the sound of howling throats Acrid fumes on the horned horizon Altars stained with blood Cutting off thrones to spite the face All phantoms underground Walk with me now Possession is the medicine! Memorial wolds of fanaticism Medicate the worship within Nefarious roads of old omens The overpowering will Disturbance in the root of the self A loose thread reveals In too deep to turn back now Just a spoonful of hate Helps the medicine go down! Possession is the medicine! |
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5. | Jesus Fever | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol Is this all, the dark circled Cracks and the crested eyes Our deliverance, our deity cries Watch me, watch me arise This is the emergence of youth! I have to break the face Lift the effervescence and align the sky Break the rocks and empathy deny This is the emergence of youth! Caught locked and brutalised Thrown down you are the body, I am the mind You deserve only suffering I am divine Here I am truly Scythian, alive I evolve the world My destruction belies The buds of genesis, the fruit, the wine I break the gables, the column, the vine I am laughing in the temple of youth! Jesus fever Grievous Diva Mischievous Shiva Jesus fever |
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6. | I Hold Your Light | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst Parlour magician Saw me in half Pull me from your hat Break my body, break my back Drag me through wives, lawns and suburbs You the great destroyer of my childhood Like a ship that was lost in a storm I will lie in my grave and stretch out my arms I will lay this body down I will lay this body down When the evening of judgement has come When all the stars in the sky come undone I will lay this body down I will lay this body down On the miry road I hold your light That bursts the banks Of the rivers of my limbs Brain set on fire In a flavour of the celluloid You’re my odyssey, my glory My last chance at reality |
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7. | A Sutra of Wounds | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol There’s something in here Choked, pleading, turning on a tornique Leather bound witches skin dolls sway Long lithe naked faceless bodies slide And the pain Is sensational And in the dark Your succubus Is gibbering And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Close tight and caged Tumbling, cascading Arms and mouth restrained Numb limbs a nimbus of pain And the heat Is sensational And as you fall Almond eyes turn And the heat Is sensational And within you fall The distance Is vertiginous And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And will these wonders end Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And this wind hastens night And in the night On the borders of fatigue Here flesh is a language and through It you speak On succulent blades You are crippled and maimed Walk with me On the landscape of pain Chain yourself to desire And I’ll christen us with scars |
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8. | The Ascendent Grotesque | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bloodless and cry My vessel breaks releasing Ire My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars are falling I am awake and should play This is the end of days The end of days The end of days My eyes split horizons The elipsis my maw This is a call to war This is a call to war A call to waaaaaaar My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars cascade My hands shred moonlight My voice the joy of the sea Searing you all with sound With souuuuund I grab the earth and shake The dead from the ground I bask in light And infinite vision I am joy and destructions Violent collision |
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34:52 |
Resplendent Grotesque
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kvohst | Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6) |
Aort | Guitars, Songwriting, Vocals (choir), Interlude (tracks 7, 8) |
Vicotnik | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Smaui | Vocals (choirs) |
Andras | Guitars (lead) (track 6) |
Aðalbjörn Tryggvason | Vocals (choirs) |
Arvath | Vocals (choirs) |
Israth | Vocals (choirs) |
Adrian Erlandsson | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Lyrics (track 1) |
Aort | Arrangements |
Guðmundur Óli Pálmason | Photography |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 4) |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Kvohst | Arrangements, Producer (track 2) |
Henrik Udd | Mixing |
Heldriver | Photography |
Brutal Gardener | Layout, Design |
Andrew Nicol | Lyrics (tracks 2, 5, 7, 8), Producer, Arrangements |
Stephen Kasner (R.I.P. 2019) | Artwork, Cover art |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Uncle Smaui | Engineering (vocals) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Smother the Crones | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst and Fenriz What would it take to smother these crones? From scratch starts the sloping off To a wilderness Undertow colossal leads me like lead Past life trespassers Sold strange to my soiled my eyes Underwater rain parade I can’t collide! Oh Lord… What would it take to smother these crones? Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! Skulls grin from passing cars Through the traffic of the dead They laugh me up their ancient sleeves Into the borderless beyond Wayside pastors gracing black pastures “I’m boarding sinking ships”* Against the tide of fleeing rats Oh please God smother these crones Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight Their skullharp scriptures Catholic boyschool We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight Let’s get skeletal Necro-spiritual!! RIP Jesuit mindfuck MCMXC *Jonas Raskolnikov, 2008 |
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2. | In the Privacy of Your Own Bones | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine I am bone and I am silence I am a tongue without a word I am dust and I am violence I am never heard For I am the ghost of should have been I am the ghost of almost near I am the ghost of never know I am never seen Take my face in place of yours And through your eyes I shine Kiss your child goodnight and say These lips aren’t really mine Oh these lips aren’t really mine And should I die Bring my shadow to me Roll it up and swallow it Withdraw my touch from all your hands Recede and remain A memory of absence Through which a null wind unfurls To disorder your world And I shall breath in all my words My fingers return to bone and curl |
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3. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind It’s pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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4. | Possession Is the Medicine | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Czral and Kvohst The statues are tilted In priest-like poses They’re moving their arms In rhythmical dreams Possession is the medicine For the tainted blurred within Lined up on pedestals In pestilent postures Possession is the medicine For the tainted words whim Imprisoned in spine Tending lights in the tunnels Speaking in tongues Shining in spasms The invisible presence And his toxic torrents The clocks have all slowed To the sound of howling throats Acrid fumes on the horned horizon Altars stained with blood Cutting off thrones to spite the face All phantoms underground Walk with me now Possession is the medicine! Memorial wolds of fanaticism Medicate the worship within Nefarious roads of old omens The overpowering will Disturbance in the root of the self A loose thread reveals In too deep to turn back now Just a spoonful of hate Helps the medicine go down! Possession is the medicine! |
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Side B | |||
5. | Jesus Fever | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol Is this all, the dark circled Cracks and the crested eyes Our deliverance, our deity cries Watch me, watch me arise This is the emergence of youth! I have to break the face Lift the effervescence and align the sky Break the rocks and empathy deny This is the emergence of youth! Caught locked and brutalised Thrown down you are the body, I am the mind You deserve only suffering I am divine Here I am truly Scythian, alive I evolve the world My destruction belies The buds of genesis, the fruit, the wine I break the gables, the column, the vine I am laughing in the temple of youth! Jesus fever Grievous Diva Mischievous Shiva Jesus fever |
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6. | I Hold Your Light | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Kvohst Parlour magician Saw me in half Pull me from your hat Break my body, break my back Drag me through wives, lawns and suburbs You the great destroyer of my childhood Like a ship that was lost in a storm I will lie in my grave and stretch out my arms I will lay this body down I will lay this body down When the evening of judgement has come When all the stars in the sky come undone I will lay this body down I will lay this body down On the miry road I hold your light That bursts the banks Of the rivers of my limbs Brain set on fire In a flavour of the celluloid You’re my odyssey, my glory My last chance at reality |
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7. | A Sutra of Wounds | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol There’s something in here Choked, pleading, turning on a tornique Leather bound witches skin dolls sway Long lithe naked faceless bodies slide And the pain Is sensational And in the dark Your succubus Is gibbering And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Close tight and caged Tumbling, cascading Arms and mouth restrained Numb limbs a nimbus of pain And the heat Is sensational And as you fall Almond eyes turn And the heat Is sensational And within you fall The distance Is vertiginous And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And will these wonders end Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And this wind hastens night And in the night On the borders of fatigue Here flesh is a language and through It you speak On succulent blades You are crippled and maimed Walk with me On the landscape of pain Chain yourself to desire And I’ll christen us with scars |
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8. | The Ascendent Grotesque | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
Lyrics by Andrew Nicol I am bloodless and cry My vessel breaks releasing Ire My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars are falling I am awake and should play This is the end of days The end of days The end of days My eyes split horizons The elipsis my maw This is a call to war This is a call to war A call to waaaaaaar My shoulders raise and break The cradle of the sky The stars cascade My hands shred moonlight My voice the joy of the sea Searing you all with sound With souuuuund I grab the earth and shake The dead from the ground I bask in light And infinite vision I am joy and destructions Violent collision |
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34:52 |
Augur Nox
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Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Lordt | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dehn Sora | Artwork |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Co-producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Craig Reynolds | Producer (drums), Engineering (drums) |
Aort | Producer |
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1. | Black Rumination | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Sparse beneath the crest in savage, graceful throws subjugates of the gallery parade. Burnished by the lunar scope secrets steps of quiet art churn about a poison isle whose patron waits and watches from a cruel claw of basalt, a ponderous funeral stone And in the blackened breach before it thunders around the the throne Cast his presence, His essence a Winter repose Fronds extending, a whisper in the folds Of eyes in the dark Shoals vast and brooding They study his thoughts They mimic his motion Dread forms from echoes in blood Shapes call the night to align them In one, a stranger to light Black rumination Dark mouths in perishing prayer Surround a spire of dissension Arcane - the withering throne Black rumination Tides to his coronet A surf that teems with sly creation Apparitions lithe and pacing The brow is furrowed deep A nature searing in the hum ours Honing furies from the edges Dead minds feed this aberration Swathed in tears In ocean tinctures Never sated for horror, for decay His sculptures adoring The channel of their rage Dread forms - His thoughts are cold and still A solemn vision in the water A soured confidence and They work about the throne In fervent circles, stern and ceaseless A wilderness dilating |
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2. | Becoming Host | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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3. | Ecdysis | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Slave / Awake in the tumult / Bray / Bold for a lost sun / Here / In the gut of the tempest Chains / Wither away / And in this incarnation / The storm has sent it forth a / Slave To boil back with a dark love / Rage / In ceaseless cycle / A mantra / To bide into curses And break open / On the caustic current / And in its deconstruction / The storm has fashioned it A son - Quake, stoop / Such things hang about his shoulders / Shimmers of Perdition caught between brush strokes and the oil / Shake, Grow / Feed upon your burdens For, beneath that fragile colour / A pearl in the friction slows Wave - you vapours / You refracted, wandering lights / mere tears in a canvas of saturating blight His core, this Caliban, of barren rooms sewn up / And stare afflicted by / some greatness in decay And I would be burned / (I would be burned) / By the flails behind / (flails behind) Those boiling windows / Where a ravenous spawn (ravenous spawn) / forsakes its skin (forsakes its skin) in silent struggle / And where all light tapers out / and a dark horizon is spread / Fevers of his fierce design in sable tremors tread / In blasted cacophony / In will out of agony wrought / He thrives in the torment His inimical whispers like birds / Raise in the eye / Ravenous spawn / Forsakes its skin |
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4. | Glimlight Tourist | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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5. | Dx | 01:26 | instrumental |
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6. | Garden Chancery | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Forced into the stagelight / A weak, wan and marbled hide / Disgorged up to jugdement / Sharp cracks of the gavel Great caps in a row / Their fine mystery certain / And the balcony heaves with old familiarts, lechers and treason The prisoner’s stance / A calm acceptance in the stifling scowl of the hanging judge / The defendant speaks... Where am I now that you could deliver me? / I have lived over clouds and beneath the deepest sea I sang from the caverns as the rocks peeled and broke with trees / I was origin, everything. Who could deliver me? For I was a blaze in your shallow dusk / The winding berth of stars / Where lonely gavels pound the earth To work it dark with scars / But I tire of the chase, the harvest monopoly / How you bore with your delicate graces and charity / I’ll soothe quiet desires and the ache of the evergreen / And then how shall I wait - for judgement or clarity? For I am your ache and your reverie / Your wild desire and colour / And in my flaws adorn the court / The pivot of my garden Deliver your judgement / My chancery, pause to decide Deliver your judgement / My garden, my flowers of light |
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7. | The Lazarus Cord | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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8. | The Shrike Screw | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Briars you sip / You siphon beaty / Speak softly through licks of carmine / Wet your tongues with finite sorrows / Closing horrors bound into you / Wake / Awake with fascination / living tower / writhing temple / Speak only in hymns of passion Power, ardor degradation / / Above you / Above you old observances / A murder of admirers / My dust to / flutter into the flow On breezes, warm breezes / / Ah, the Shrike Screw / / Flakes / Like burrs / With beggar’s faces / Bow from horns with pricking fingers Cast, conducted by the totem / By your bleeding gulping centre / Lights and lures / and breaching bindweed / Wind the opened loam about you Speak to me your hymns of waning / succor, cruelty / desecration / / Above you / Above you clouds are changing their faces for you, adoring / I clothe you / I, in dust and clay and the wake enthralled and / Before you / Ah the Shrike Screw |
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9. | Rx | 02:00 | instrumental |
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10. | Trace of God | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Impatient ghost In your wide smile I open Pale as bone Incandescent and starved A poem up from a field of corrosion In folds of gold To burst like a star Abandon the light Abandon the skin Abandon the search for these troubles I watched for a world that would let it fall in An order ablaze in the rubble (Trace of God, Trace of gold) Imbued with a reflected light and prose that wound over and over and struck out rain a gilded cage Linger ghost Claw that space with hunger Cities twist to ash in your hand I catch fire in a whirl of your verses Elements unbound Abandon the light... Crawl in type shape Scratch your song into sound Burn Breathe Ignite the pyres Turn your back on the surface you own Face the sky Accuser I will fall on your dreams Your hand in my world |
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11. | Harmonies in Cloud | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Slide / Pale harmonies in drifts / Veils drawn over and / Sleep slunk in slow / Bite / Smile your bridal grief for / The more you weep The more that seed can grow / / Ash is falling, just like snowflakes floating down / Shells and masks on gentle dreamers under cloud Peace / Illuminate the faces by the road / I just know / I just know they keep quiet count / -misdemeanors, malice manifold I just know / Sullen souls / Slumber now, slumber so / Slip away from the fold / From the toll, from the toll Covered-up in the drift / Covered thunder’s murmured roll / Thick with hunger / Distant and Lowe / / Unending / The ash is alighting to gnaw at their seeds under stone / An energy dark and voracious , a summoning under the Moon / I feel them, their focus and sorrow A study of horror in flight / To worry my wounds with their wisdom / And draw out infusions for night / (Slide comas slow) Upon the scaffold and the deaf beasts / (Harmonies in cloud) / Over the harrowed and the grime / (Suffering below) By breaths - a barrow high with harmonies / (Dreamers under shroud) / For the grazing hive / Ash is falling, coma’s winter Cankers’ feast of fitful thinkers / Alive, the curtain extends a slip of warning / Of sulfurs brave and intent, / Of sorrows homing As if the faces can turn out of their moorings / Harmonies in cloud... / Slide comas slow |
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12. | White Tryptych | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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54:34 |
Augur Nox
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Lordt | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Aort | Producer |
Dehn Sora | Artwork |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Co-producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Craig Reynolds | Producer (drums), Engineering (drums) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Black Rumination | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Sparse beneath the crest in savage, graceful throws subjugates of the gallery parade. Burnished by the lunar scope secrets steps of quiet art churn about a poison isle whose patron waits and watches from a cruel claw of basalt, a ponderous funeral stone And in the blackened breach before it thunders around the the throne Cast his presence, His essence a Winter repose Fronds extending, a whisper in the folds Of eyes in the dark Shoals vast and brooding They study his thoughts They mimic his motion Dread forms from echoes in blood Shapes call the night to align them In one, a stranger to light Black rumination Dark mouths in perishing prayer Surround a spire of dissension Arcane - the withering throne Black rumination Tides to his coronet A surf that teems with sly creation Apparitions lithe and pacing The brow is furrowed deep A nature searing in the hum ours Honing furies from the edges Dead minds feed this aberration Swathed in tears In ocean tinctures Never sated for horror, for decay His sculptures adoring The channel of their rage Dread forms - His thoughts are cold and still A solemn vision in the water A soured confidence and They work about the throne In fervent circles, stern and ceaseless A wilderness dilating |
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2. | Becoming Host | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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3. | Ecdysis | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Slave / Awake in the tumult / Bray / Bold for a lost sun / Here / In the gut of the tempest Chains / Wither away / And in this incarnation / The storm has sent it forth a / Slave To boil back with a dark love / Rage / In ceaseless cycle / A mantra / To bide into curses And break open / On the caustic current / And in its deconstruction / The storm has fashioned it A son - Quake, stoop / Such things hang about his shoulders / Shimmers of Perdition caught between brush strokes and the oil / Shake, Grow / Feed upon your burdens For, beneath that fragile colour / A pearl in the friction slows Wave - you vapours / You refracted, wandering lights / mere tears in a canvas of saturating blight His core, this Caliban, of barren rooms sewn up / And stare afflicted by / some greatness in decay And I would be burned / (I would be burned) / By the flails behind / (flails behind) Those boiling windows / Where a ravenous spawn (ravenous spawn) / forsakes its skin (forsakes its skin) in silent struggle / And where all light tapers out / and a dark horizon is spread / Fevers of his fierce design in sable tremors tread / In blasted cacophony / In will out of agony wrought / He thrives in the torment His inimical whispers like birds / Raise in the eye / Ravenous spawn / Forsakes its skin |
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4. | Glimlight Tourist | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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Side B | |||
5. | Dx | 01:26 | instrumental |
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6. | Garden Chancery | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Forced into the stagelight / A weak, wan and marbled hide / Disgorged up to jugdement / Sharp cracks of the gavel Great caps in a row / Their fine mystery certain / And the balcony heaves with old familiarts, lechers and treason The prisoner’s stance / A calm acceptance in the stifling scowl of the hanging judge / The defendant speaks... Where am I now that you could deliver me? / I have lived over clouds and beneath the deepest sea I sang from the caverns as the rocks peeled and broke with trees / I was origin, everything. Who could deliver me? For I was a blaze in your shallow dusk / The winding berth of stars / Where lonely gavels pound the earth To work it dark with scars / But I tire of the chase, the harvest monopoly / How you bore with your delicate graces and charity / I’ll soothe quiet desires and the ache of the evergreen / And then how shall I wait - for judgement or clarity? For I am your ache and your reverie / Your wild desire and colour / And in my flaws adorn the court / The pivot of my garden Deliver your judgement / My chancery, pause to decide Deliver your judgement / My garden, my flowers of light |
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7. | The Lazarus Cord | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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8. | The Shrike Screw | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Briars you sip / You siphon beaty / Speak softly through licks of carmine / Wet your tongues with finite sorrows / Closing horrors bound into you / Wake / Awake with fascination / living tower / writhing temple / Speak only in hymns of passion Power, ardor degradation / / Above you / Above you old observances / A murder of admirers / My dust to / flutter into the flow On breezes, warm breezes / / Ah, the Shrike Screw / / Flakes / Like burrs / With beggar’s faces / Bow from horns with pricking fingers Cast, conducted by the totem / By your bleeding gulping centre / Lights and lures / and breaching bindweed / Wind the opened loam about you Speak to me your hymns of waning / succor, cruelty / desecration / / Above you / Above you clouds are changing their faces for you, adoring / I clothe you / I, in dust and clay and the wake enthralled and / Before you / Ah the Shrike Screw |
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Disc 2 | |||
1. | Rx | 02:00 | instrumental |
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2. | Trace of God | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Impatient ghost In your wide smile I open Pale as bone Incandescent and starved A poem up from a field of corrosion In folds of gold To burst like a star Abandon the light Abandon the skin Abandon the search for these troubles I watched for a world that would let it fall in An order ablaze in the rubble (Trace of God, Trace of gold) Imbued with a reflected light and prose that wound over and over and struck out rain a gilded cage Linger ghost Claw that space with hunger Cities twist to ash in your hand I catch fire in a whirl of your verses Elements unbound Abandon the light... Crawl in type shape Scratch your song into sound Burn Breathe Ignite the pyres Turn your back on the surface you own Face the sky Accuser I will fall on your dreams Your hand in my world |
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3. | Harmonies in Cloud | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Slide / Pale harmonies in drifts / Veils drawn over and / Sleep slunk in slow / Bite / Smile your bridal grief for / The more you weep The more that seed can grow / / Ash is falling, just like snowflakes floating down / Shells and masks on gentle dreamers under cloud Peace / Illuminate the faces by the road / I just know / I just know they keep quiet count / -misdemeanors, malice manifold I just know / Sullen souls / Slumber now, slumber so / Slip away from the fold / From the toll, from the toll Covered-up in the drift / Covered thunder’s murmured roll / Thick with hunger / Distant and Lowe / / Unending / The ash is alighting to gnaw at their seeds under stone / An energy dark and voracious , a summoning under the Moon / I feel them, their focus and sorrow A study of horror in flight / To worry my wounds with their wisdom / And draw out infusions for night / (Slide comas slow) Upon the scaffold and the deaf beasts / (Harmonies in cloud) / Over the harrowed and the grime / (Suffering below) By breaths - a barrow high with harmonies / (Dreamers under shroud) / For the grazing hive / Ash is falling, coma’s winter Cankers’ feast of fitful thinkers / Alive, the curtain extends a slip of warning / Of sulfurs brave and intent, / Of sorrows homing As if the faces can turn out of their moorings / Harmonies in cloud... / Slide comas slow |
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4. | White Tryptych | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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19:31 |
Augur Nox
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Lordt | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Aort | Producer |
Dehn Sora | Artwork |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Co-producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Craig Reynolds | Producer (drums), Engineering (drums) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Black Rumination | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Sparse beneath the crest in savage, graceful throws subjugates of the gallery parade. Burnished by the lunar scope secrets steps of quiet art churn about a poison isle whose patron waits and watches from a cruel claw of basalt, a ponderous funeral stone And in the blackened breach before it thunders around the the throne Cast his presence, His essence a Winter repose Fronds extending, a whisper in the folds Of eyes in the dark Shoals vast and brooding They study his thoughts They mimic his motion Dread forms from echoes in blood Shapes call the night to align them In one, a stranger to light Black rumination Dark mouths in perishing prayer Surround a spire of dissension Arcane - the withering throne Black rumination Tides to his coronet A surf that teems with sly creation Apparitions lithe and pacing The brow is furrowed deep A nature searing in the hum ours Honing furies from the edges Dead minds feed this aberration Swathed in tears In ocean tinctures Never sated for horror, for decay His sculptures adoring The channel of their rage Dread forms - His thoughts are cold and still A solemn vision in the water A soured confidence and They work about the throne In fervent circles, stern and ceaseless A wilderness dilating |
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2. | Becoming Host | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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3. | Ecdysis | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Slave / Awake in the tumult / Bray / Bold for a lost sun / Here / In the gut of the tempest Chains / Wither away / And in this incarnation / The storm has sent it forth a / Slave To boil back with a dark love / Rage / In ceaseless cycle / A mantra / To bide into curses And break open / On the caustic current / And in its deconstruction / The storm has fashioned it A son - Quake, stoop / Such things hang about his shoulders / Shimmers of Perdition caught between brush strokes and the oil / Shake, Grow / Feed upon your burdens For, beneath that fragile colour / A pearl in the friction slows Wave - you vapours / You refracted, wandering lights / mere tears in a canvas of saturating blight His core, this Caliban, of barren rooms sewn up / And stare afflicted by / some greatness in decay And I would be burned / (I would be burned) / By the flails behind / (flails behind) Those boiling windows / Where a ravenous spawn (ravenous spawn) / forsakes its skin (forsakes its skin) in silent struggle / And where all light tapers out / and a dark horizon is spread / Fevers of his fierce design in sable tremors tread / In blasted cacophony / In will out of agony wrought / He thrives in the torment His inimical whispers like birds / Raise in the eye / Ravenous spawn / Forsakes its skin |
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4. | Glimlight Tourist | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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5. | Dx | 01:26 | instrumental |
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6. | Garden Chancery | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Forced into the stagelight / A weak, wan and marbled hide / Disgorged up to jugdement / Sharp cracks of the gavel Great caps in a row / Their fine mystery certain / And the balcony heaves with old familiarts, lechers and treason The prisoner’s stance / A calm acceptance in the stifling scowl of the hanging judge / The defendant speaks... Where am I now that you could deliver me? / I have lived over clouds and beneath the deepest sea I sang from the caverns as the rocks peeled and broke with trees / I was origin, everything. Who could deliver me? For I was a blaze in your shallow dusk / The winding berth of stars / Where lonely gavels pound the earth To work it dark with scars / But I tire of the chase, the harvest monopoly / How you bore with your delicate graces and charity / I’ll soothe quiet desires and the ache of the evergreen / And then how shall I wait - for judgement or clarity? For I am your ache and your reverie / Your wild desire and colour / And in my flaws adorn the court / The pivot of my garden Deliver your judgement / My chancery, pause to decide Deliver your judgement / My garden, my flowers of light |
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7. | The Lazarus Cord | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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8. | The Shrike Screw | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Briars you sip / You siphon beaty / Speak softly through licks of carmine / Wet your tongues with finite sorrows / Closing horrors bound into you / Wake / Awake with fascination / living tower / writhing temple / Speak only in hymns of passion Power, ardor degradation / / Above you / Above you old observances / A murder of admirers / My dust to / flutter into the flow On breezes, warm breezes / / Ah, the Shrike Screw / / Flakes / Like burrs / With beggar’s faces / Bow from horns with pricking fingers Cast, conducted by the totem / By your bleeding gulping centre / Lights and lures / and breaching bindweed / Wind the opened loam about you Speak to me your hymns of waning / succor, cruelty / desecration / / Above you / Above you clouds are changing their faces for you, adoring / I clothe you / I, in dust and clay and the wake enthralled and / Before you / Ah the Shrike Screw |
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9. | Rx | 02:00 | instrumental |
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10. | Trace of God | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Impatient ghost In your wide smile I open Pale as bone Incandescent and starved A poem up from a field of corrosion In folds of gold To burst like a star Abandon the light Abandon the skin Abandon the search for these troubles I watched for a world that would let it fall in An order ablaze in the rubble (Trace of God, Trace of gold) Imbued with a reflected light and prose that wound over and over and struck out rain a gilded cage Linger ghost Claw that space with hunger Cities twist to ash in your hand I catch fire in a whirl of your verses Elements unbound Abandon the light... Crawl in type shape Scratch your song into sound Burn Breathe Ignite the pyres Turn your back on the surface you own Face the sky Accuser I will fall on your dreams Your hand in my world |
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11. | Harmonies in Cloud | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Slide / Pale harmonies in drifts / Veils drawn over and / Sleep slunk in slow / Bite / Smile your bridal grief for / The more you weep The more that seed can grow / / Ash is falling, just like snowflakes floating down / Shells and masks on gentle dreamers under cloud Peace / Illuminate the faces by the road / I just know / I just know they keep quiet count / -misdemeanors, malice manifold I just know / Sullen souls / Slumber now, slumber so / Slip away from the fold / From the toll, from the toll Covered-up in the drift / Covered thunder’s murmured roll / Thick with hunger / Distant and Lowe / / Unending / The ash is alighting to gnaw at their seeds under stone / An energy dark and voracious , a summoning under the Moon / I feel them, their focus and sorrow A study of horror in flight / To worry my wounds with their wisdom / And draw out infusions for night / (Slide comas slow) Upon the scaffold and the deaf beasts / (Harmonies in cloud) / Over the harrowed and the grime / (Suffering below) By breaths - a barrow high with harmonies / (Dreamers under shroud) / For the grazing hive / Ash is falling, coma’s winter Cankers’ feast of fitful thinkers / Alive, the curtain extends a slip of warning / Of sulfurs brave and intent, / Of sorrows homing As if the faces can turn out of their moorings / Harmonies in cloud... / Slide comas slow |
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12. | White Tryptych | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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54:34 |
Augur Nox
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Lordt | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Aort | Producer |
Dehn Sora | Artwork |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Co-producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Craig Reynolds | Producer (drums), Engineering (drums) |
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1. | Black Rumination | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Sparse beneath the crest in savage, graceful throws subjugates of the gallery parade. Burnished by the lunar scope secrets steps of quiet art churn about a poison isle whose patron waits and watches from a cruel claw of basalt, a ponderous funeral stone And in the blackened breach before it thunders around the the throne Cast his presence, His essence a Winter repose Fronds extending, a whisper in the folds Of eyes in the dark Shoals vast and brooding They study his thoughts They mimic his motion Dread forms from echoes in blood Shapes call the night to align them In one, a stranger to light Black rumination Dark mouths in perishing prayer Surround a spire of dissension Arcane - the withering throne Black rumination Tides to his coronet A surf that teems with sly creation Apparitions lithe and pacing The brow is furrowed deep A nature searing in the hum ours Honing furies from the edges Dead minds feed this aberration Swathed in tears In ocean tinctures Never sated for horror, for decay His sculptures adoring The channel of their rage Dread forms - His thoughts are cold and still A solemn vision in the water A soured confidence and They work about the throne In fervent circles, stern and ceaseless A wilderness dilating |
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2. | Becoming Host | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
(Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) In shifting I watch the flies gather over this picture like a sheath / Wrap their lips around its secret and deceit Suck the light from my eyes and burrow beneath my skin / And when it called I let it in Swallow your soul and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace, parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled A most becoming host / There’s no pain here - a strange salvation to find All confusion is simply traffic on these wires / Only hunger like a furnace Only longing in the chaos / Gaps that burn with contemplation Blister and split with a new infectious greed / A most becoming host *Swallow your soul / and cut a hole right into you / They shudder and shake and cut a road A body that lay like a stone stargazing now / shivers with life of its own Make me a host / Make me a palace parasite / Pull out the walls of my world And build me anew / Build me from your antipathy / Shameless, complete and unfurled (*Their wings block out the sunlight from my sky) |
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3. | Ecdysis | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Slave / Awake in the tumult / Bray / Bold for a lost sun / Here / In the gut of the tempest Chains / Wither away / And in this incarnation / The storm has sent it forth a / Slave To boil back with a dark love / Rage / In ceaseless cycle / A mantra / To bide into curses And break open / On the caustic current / And in its deconstruction / The storm has fashioned it A son - Quake, stoop / Such things hang about his shoulders / Shimmers of Perdition caught between brush strokes and the oil / Shake, Grow / Feed upon your burdens For, beneath that fragile colour / A pearl in the friction slows Wave - you vapours / You refracted, wandering lights / mere tears in a canvas of saturating blight His core, this Caliban, of barren rooms sewn up / And stare afflicted by / some greatness in decay And I would be burned / (I would be burned) / By the flails behind / (flails behind) Those boiling windows / Where a ravenous spawn (ravenous spawn) / forsakes its skin (forsakes its skin) in silent struggle / And where all light tapers out / and a dark horizon is spread / Fevers of his fierce design in sable tremors tread / In blasted cacophony / In will out of agony wrought / He thrives in the torment His inimical whispers like birds / Raise in the eye / Ravenous spawn / Forsakes its skin |
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4. | △ | 01:26 | instrumental |
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5. | Glimlight Tourist | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary’s hope In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? In misted trains arranged Spores in suspended rain Course under spells On predator wings Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds Scanning the starlight for signs Hues of dementia blur at their sides And the boundaries of energy fray and decline Their strange eyes shine Fused to another Palms raised to goad Wisdom from ether They form holes between worlds That I follow with an eagerness Down the dark slides and passages Into gloom Where wide, white pools of reflection embrocate and charge their bones Bleach out my memories back to the core Where knowledge is energy And magick is a cannibal, animal fire Reign in the spores Spoils of my soul Adhered to worlds below They form holes between worlds... Conjure my others under my features Doused in the river, pure and in pieces Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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6. | Garden Chancery | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Forced into the stagelight / A weak, wan and marbled hide / Disgorged up to jugdement / Sharp cracks of the gavel Great caps in a row / Their fine mystery certain / And the balcony heaves with old familiarts, lechers and treason The prisoner’s stance / A calm acceptance in the stifling scowl of the hanging judge / The defendant speaks... Where am I now that you could deliver me? / I have lived over clouds and beneath the deepest sea I sang from the caverns as the rocks peeled and broke with trees / I was origin, everything. Who could deliver me? For I was a blaze in your shallow dusk / The winding berth of stars / Where lonely gavels pound the earth To work it dark with scars / But I tire of the chase, the harvest monopoly / How you bore with your delicate graces and charity / I’ll soothe quiet desires and the ache of the evergreen / And then how shall I wait - for judgement or clarity? For I am your ache and your reverie / Your wild desire and colour / And in my flaws adorn the court / The pivot of my garden Deliver your judgement / My chancery, pause to decide Deliver your judgement / My garden, my flowers of light |
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7. | Rx | 02:00 | instrumental |
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8. | Trace of God | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Impatient ghost In your wide smile I open Pale as bone Incandescent and starved A poem up from a field of corrosion In folds of gold To burst like a star Abandon the light Abandon the skin Abandon the search for these troubles I watched for a world that would let it fall in An order ablaze in the rubble (Trace of God, Trace of gold) Imbued with a reflected light and prose that wound over and over and struck out rain a gilded cage Linger ghost Claw that space with hunger Cities twist to ash in your hand I catch fire in a whirl of your verses Elements unbound Abandon the light... Crawl in type shape Scratch your song into sound Burn Breathe Ignite the pyres Turn your back on the surface you own Face the sky Accuser I will fall on your dreams Your hand in my world |
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9. | The Lazarus Cord | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow / And in flicking pitch / They call from the bottom / Restless arms / Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface / Where a nodding forest draws / Sweet airs from the sky / To weep down upon them Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh / That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould / Reprieve / Rise a bolt from the strong will / Another clambers onto / The Lazarus Cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught / Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow / Pressed by wide / Thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion / At its base a brawl of souls / Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high / from the cord / Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers / Alone upon that ivory line / A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap / Back to life / Out of death / Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths / Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten / Beneath the crust / Skin like chalk / Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up / A sigh... - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers / In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing, / Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason / On the Lazarus Cord - And the rope reclaims a soul / - To its weave of sinews / Blind husks cling to the cord / leveled, their gaze at the / roots and the damp soil, lined soft with light gossamer / Beheld from the catacomb / by piercing black diamonds / A glazed and gelid ether As waters over / Waxen features / Their eyes a glass / In granite seizure / But it’s all that matters / It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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10. | The Shrike Screw | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Briars you sip / You siphon beaty / Speak softly through licks of carmine / Wet your tongues with finite sorrows / Closing horrors bound into you / Wake / Awake with fascination / living tower / writhing temple / Speak only in hymns of passion Power, ardor degradation / / Above you / Above you old observances / A murder of admirers / My dust to / flutter into the flow On breezes, warm breezes / / Ah, the Shrike Screw / / Flakes / Like burrs / With beggar’s faces / Bow from horns with pricking fingers Cast, conducted by the totem / By your bleeding gulping centre / Lights and lures / and breaching bindweed / Wind the opened loam about you Speak to me your hymns of waning / succor, cruelty / desecration / / Above you / Above you clouds are changing their faces for you, adoring / I clothe you / I, in dust and clay and the wake enthralled and / Before you / Ah the Shrike Screw |
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11. | Harmonies in Cloud | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Slide / Pale harmonies in drifts / Veils drawn over and / Sleep slunk in slow / Bite / Smile your bridal grief for / The more you weep The more that seed can grow / / Ash is falling, just like snowflakes floating down / Shells and masks on gentle dreamers under cloud Peace / Illuminate the faces by the road / I just know / I just know they keep quiet count / -misdemeanors, malice manifold I just know / Sullen souls / Slumber now, slumber so / Slip away from the fold / From the toll, from the toll Covered-up in the drift / Covered thunder’s murmured roll / Thick with hunger / Distant and Lowe / / Unending / The ash is alighting to gnaw at their seeds under stone / An energy dark and voracious , a summoning under the Moon / I feel them, their focus and sorrow A study of horror in flight / To worry my wounds with their wisdom / And draw out infusions for night / (Slide comas slow) Upon the scaffold and the deaf beasts / (Harmonies in cloud) / Over the harrowed and the grime / (Suffering below) By breaths - a barrow high with harmonies / (Dreamers under shroud) / For the grazing hive / Ash is falling, coma’s winter Cankers’ feast of fitful thinkers / Alive, the curtain extends a slip of warning / Of sulfurs brave and intent, / Of sorrows homing As if the faces can turn out of their moorings / Harmonies in cloud... / Slide comas slow |
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12. | White Tryptych | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space. It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon’s cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home. You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath’s crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don’t fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with Death And makes marvels of the gradients |
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54:34 |
Mut
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Hans Klepper | Percussion (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Julie Cottrell | Photography |
Paul Winstanley | Engineering, Production |
Thomas Neulinger | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Undertone | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
when I fell from the tree that summer I thought that I had died I lay amongst the moss and leaves and tubers and ties uncoupled in my mind the sky was filled with dandelion and heather and soft, unearthly sound it seemed to me an exodus from heaven of strangers coming down oh down where once a canopy benignly waved over my head now only bitten fingers tick against a sky of laboured breath yet it is not so truly unfamiliar this agitated dream where mourners chatter at my bed and suck my flesh into the earth delivered under to disassemble there dispersed and wonder-filled I do not miss the air down amongst the grasses and down amongst the beetles and passed between the earthworms’ mouths underneath the landed dew air filtering like water far down below the mourners and the blind things in their kingdom come |
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3. | Dialogue | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
a serpent is kept in this pillow a mentor and critic blue all the day and at night begins to jade how can it hope to be any more than a(it?) can not a human but a low thing its seminars languish in failure scribbled in spidery, spit-spattered achres long long drone there, a loverthief that must suffer it all suffer directly and squeeze and gather up your sheets and swing and swing and swing in isolation quiet please I am locked in with you like a fiend from some film I can’t quite remember sour and neglected friend whose old skin became hard unnamed but now a face at the window so let us do death as I am already in parts from promising dreams I cannot deliver mad and dejected lamp that has never gone out just condemned to make shapes on the ceiling you don’t fool me now with a calm demeanour in this washing of thoughts I have watched your blood boil slow now we’re simply pieces estranged a blinking beacon and boat separated by some heavy shroud this skin sticks like a mangled cloth to be wrung and wrung and never dry out press in feel the passages swim from a wall of dark eyelids where memory plays like old film of cells reticulation unclean, unsure unclean and elevating peel from the screen such paper-thin fingerprint wings cling and constrict in cellophane twists so suffocating the snake is in the nest to swallow every piece of recollected guilt it forces me to keep the snake is in the nest it tightens in the night to keep the meat distressed and lock me in its sights |
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4. | Affliction | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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5. | Contours | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
late answers lap around the bliss-wet air beneath me cold gulps, as many as required won’t seal up the ceiling stare stay, filter now all of my rats have departed I can wane somewhere apart from the noise pause here and colourize the pain because soon I’m alighting the lifting beams glide down siphon into the overspill beckoning the outlines signals lull flickers in a new time contours your grooves are filling up an anaesthetic crush and I draw out |
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6. | Inland Sea | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
a lonely silhouette returns upon the inland sea to keep my eyes from looking up I focus on the haze ahead whose ghosts are shepherded by chills that trip and undulating haze no voice no peace no anchor here no remedy can permeate loss -- is this loss with sudden introspection with my scanning of horizon and my hands in restless motion loss has left me at the surface left me to this little ocean gone to settle at the bottom with its tortured concentration loss on the inland sea through fear I keep myself aboard upon the inland sea whose barnacles have sured me up whose salt has shrunk my wooden boards and every drop it seems to me could pull my fragile craft apart no rest no flag no pleasures here no beam to break the ghastly murk so -- is this sorrow a romantic disposition with my gaze out through the phantoms all in doom and weak confusion sorrow wracked me on the water made me desperate and open just to pass on from the deck and sink down to some silent treasure sorrow on the inland sea a lonely figure there upon the inland sea whose hollow mask is shot with grief which calcifies with melancholy my heart is overboard my mind drops through the oily deep no life no thought no entropy a surface that I shall not see |
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7. | Cocoon | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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8. | Numb, an Author | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
numb as a clock with a drawn face haunted by my beats numb an author uninvented by sleep broken arm uninvented by sleep a tumbling wheel forming patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within releasing unhappiness it’s work but not completed but what could be left what corner is kept my fever a cloud that thunders a fiction about you spoiled that which was good of any of it and seizes my moments both scolding and embracing collides with my silence ungraciously devolving and I give it a sign I surely am disarranged by sleep wear me away into my patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within |
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9. | The Bloom in the Blast | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
come, the atomized oh, the surge in heat bring the bright white that paralyzed colonies interrupted a case of infection all reduction in my perception I felt the temperature at my fingertips sweep a darkened room clear of malignancies with pure radiation in ripples that flow through my cremation grow let me flow with the changes imperfect glow a glint in wide spaces cut loose the lines and drop into the white the bloom in the blast let me fade in past the silent queues frozen in the glare captive characters lost from a storyline a hull distended its bones re-arranging all out of sequence and outside intention clotted air that must fall in the throatlike molds calefaction extracts the redemption code gaunt dolls rock their marrows in vacuum snap with misery’s dry white grin on quiet world over expose gestures are frantic like wild snow angels the narrowing needlethin shadows who watch a star explode |
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35:44 |
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Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Hans Klepper | Percussion (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Julie Cottrell | Photography |
Paul Winstanley | Engineering, Production |
Thomas Neulinger | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Undertone | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
when I fell from the tree that summer I thought that I had died I lay amongst the moss and leaves and tubers and ties uncoupled in my mind the sky was filled with dandelion and heather and soft, unearthly sound it seemed to me an exodus from heaven of strangers coming down oh down where once a canopy benignly waved over my head now only bitten fingers tick against a sky of laboured breath yet it is not so truly unfamiliar this agitated dream where mourners chatter at my bed and suck my flesh into the earth delivered under to disassemble there dispersed and wonder-filled I do not miss the air down amongst the grasses and down amongst the beetles and passed between the earthworms’ mouths underneath the landed dew air filtering like water far down below the mourners and the blind things in their kingdom come |
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3. | Dialogue | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
a serpent is kept in this pillow a mentor and critic blue all the day and at night begins to jade how can it hope to be any more than a(it?) can not a human but a low thing its seminars languish in failure scribbled in spidery, spit-spattered achres long long drone there, a loverthief that must suffer it all suffer directly and squeeze and gather up your sheets and swing and swing and swing in isolation quiet please I am locked in with you like a fiend from some film I can’t quite remember sour and neglected friend whose old skin became hard unnamed but now a face at the window so let us do death as I am already in parts from promising dreams I cannot deliver mad and dejected lamp that has never gone out just condemned to make shapes on the ceiling you don’t fool me now with a calm demeanour in this washing of thoughts I have watched your blood boil slow now we’re simply pieces estranged a blinking beacon and boat separated by some heavy shroud this skin sticks like a mangled cloth to be wrung and wrung and never dry out press in feel the passages swim from a wall of dark eyelids where memory plays like old film of cells reticulation unclean, unsure unclean and elevating peel from the screen such paper-thin fingerprint wings cling and constrict in cellophane twists so suffocating the snake is in the nest to swallow every piece of recollected guilt it forces me to keep the snake is in the nest it tightens in the night to keep the meat distressed and lock me in its sights |
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4. | Affliction | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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5. | Contours | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
late answers lap around the bliss-wet air beneath me cold gulps, as many as required won’t seal up the ceiling stare stay, filter now all of my rats have departed I can wane somewhere apart from the noise pause here and colourize the pain because soon I’m alighting the lifting beams glide down siphon into the overspill beckoning the outlines signals lull flickers in a new time contours your grooves are filling up an anaesthetic crush and I draw out |
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6. | Inland Sea | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
a lonely silhouette returns upon the inland sea to keep my eyes from looking up I focus on the haze ahead whose ghosts are shepherded by chills that trip and undulating haze no voice no peace no anchor here no remedy can permeate loss -- is this loss with sudden introspection with my scanning of horizon and my hands in restless motion loss has left me at the surface left me to this little ocean gone to settle at the bottom with its tortured concentration loss on the inland sea through fear I keep myself aboard upon the inland sea whose barnacles have sured me up whose salt has shrunk my wooden boards and every drop it seems to me could pull my fragile craft apart no rest no flag no pleasures here no beam to break the ghastly murk so -- is this sorrow a romantic disposition with my gaze out through the phantoms all in doom and weak confusion sorrow wracked me on the water made me desperate and open just to pass on from the deck and sink down to some silent treasure sorrow on the inland sea a lonely figure there upon the inland sea whose hollow mask is shot with grief which calcifies with melancholy my heart is overboard my mind drops through the oily deep no life no thought no entropy a surface that I shall not see |
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7. | Cocoon | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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8. | Numb, an Author | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
numb as a clock with a drawn face haunted by my beats numb an author uninvented by sleep broken arm uninvented by sleep a tumbling wheel forming patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within releasing unhappiness it’s work but not completed but what could be left what corner is kept my fever a cloud that thunders a fiction about you spoiled that which was good of any of it and seizes my moments both scolding and embracing collides with my silence ungraciously devolving and I give it a sign I surely am disarranged by sleep wear me away into my patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within |
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9. | The Bloom in the Blast | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
come, the atomized oh, the surge in heat bring the bright white that paralyzed colonies interrupted a case of infection all reduction in my perception I felt the temperature at my fingertips sweep a darkened room clear of malignancies with pure radiation in ripples that flow through my cremation grow let me flow with the changes imperfect glow a glint in wide spaces cut loose the lines and drop into the white the bloom in the blast let me fade in past the silent queues frozen in the glare captive characters lost from a storyline a hull distended its bones re-arranging all out of sequence and outside intention clotted air that must fall in the throatlike molds calefaction extracts the redemption code gaunt dolls rock their marrows in vacuum snap with misery’s dry white grin on quiet world over expose gestures are frantic like wild snow angels the narrowing needlethin shadows who watch a star explode |
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35:44 |
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Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass |
Wacian | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Hans Klepper | Percussion (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Julie Cottrell | Photography |
Paul Winstanley | Engineering, Production |
Thomas Neulinger | Artwork |
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Side A | |||
1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Undertone | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
when I fell from the tree that summer I thought that I had died I lay amongst the moss and leaves and tubers and ties uncoupled in my mind the sky was filled with dandelion and heather and soft, unearthly sound it seemed to me an exodus from heaven of strangers coming down oh down where once a canopy benignly waved over my head now only bitten fingers tick against a sky of laboured breath yet it is not so truly unfamiliar this agitated dream where mourners chatter at my bed and suck my flesh into the earth delivered under to disassemble there dispersed and wonder-filled I do not miss the air down amongst the grasses and down amongst the beetles and passed between the earthworms’ mouths underneath the landed dew air filtering like water far down below the mourners and the blind things in their kingdom come |
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3. | Dialogue | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
a serpent is kept in this pillow a mentor and critic blue all the day and at night begins to jade how can it hope to be any more than a(it?) can not a human but a low thing its seminars languish in failure scribbled in spidery, spit-spattered achres long long drone there, a loverthief that must suffer it all suffer directly and squeeze and gather up your sheets and swing and swing and swing in isolation quiet please I am locked in with you like a fiend from some film I can’t quite remember sour and neglected friend whose old skin became hard unnamed but now a face at the window so let us do death as I am already in parts from promising dreams I cannot deliver mad and dejected lamp that has never gone out just condemned to make shapes on the ceiling you don’t fool me now with a calm demeanour in this washing of thoughts I have watched your blood boil slow now we’re simply pieces estranged a blinking beacon and boat separated by some heavy shroud this skin sticks like a mangled cloth to be wrung and wrung and never dry out press in feel the passages swim from a wall of dark eyelids where memory plays like old film of cells reticulation unclean, unsure unclean and elevating peel from the screen such paper-thin fingerprint wings cling and constrict in cellophane twists so suffocating the snake is in the nest to swallow every piece of recollected guilt it forces me to keep the snake is in the nest it tightens in the night to keep the meat distressed and lock me in its sights |
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4. | Affliction | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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5. | Contours | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
late answers lap around the bliss-wet air beneath me cold gulps, as many as required won’t seal up the ceiling stare stay, filter now all of my rats have departed I can wane somewhere apart from the noise pause here and colourize the pain because soon I’m alighting the lifting beams glide down siphon into the overspill beckoning the outlines signals lull flickers in a new time contours your grooves are filling up an anaesthetic crush and I draw out |
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Side B | |||
6. | Inland Sea | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
a lonely silhouette returns upon the inland sea to keep my eyes from looking up I focus on the haze ahead whose ghosts are shepherded by chills that trip and undulating haze no voice no peace no anchor here no remedy can permeate loss -- is this loss with sudden introspection with my scanning of horizon and my hands in restless motion loss has left me at the surface left me to this little ocean gone to settle at the bottom with its tortured concentration loss on the inland sea through fear I keep myself aboard upon the inland sea whose barnacles have sured me up whose salt has shrunk my wooden boards and every drop it seems to me could pull my fragile craft apart no rest no flag no pleasures here no beam to break the ghastly murk so -- is this sorrow a romantic disposition with my gaze out through the phantoms all in doom and weak confusion sorrow wracked me on the water made me desperate and open just to pass on from the deck and sink down to some silent treasure sorrow on the inland sea a lonely figure there upon the inland sea whose hollow mask is shot with grief which calcifies with melancholy my heart is overboard my mind drops through the oily deep no life no thought no entropy a surface that I shall not see |
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7. | Cocoon | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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8. | Numb, an Author | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
numb as a clock with a drawn face haunted by my beats numb an author uninvented by sleep broken arm uninvented by sleep a tumbling wheel forming patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within releasing unhappiness it’s work but not completed but what could be left what corner is kept my fever a cloud that thunders a fiction about you spoiled that which was good of any of it and seizes my moments both scolding and embracing collides with my silence ungraciously devolving and I give it a sign I surely am disarranged by sleep wear me away into my patterns in the sand whirling, uneven a bruise going deeper within |
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9. | The Bloom in the Blast | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
come, the atomized oh, the surge in heat bring the bright white that paralyzed colonies interrupted a case of infection all reduction in my perception I felt the temperature at my fingertips sweep a darkened room clear of malignancies with pure radiation in ripples that flow through my cremation grow let me flow with the changes imperfect glow a glint in wide spaces cut loose the lines and drop into the white the bloom in the blast let me fade in past the silent queues frozen in the glare captive characters lost from a storyline a hull distended its bones re-arranging all out of sequence and outside intention clotted air that must fall in the throatlike molds calefaction extracts the redemption code gaunt dolls rock their marrows in vacuum snap with misery’s dry white grin on quiet world over expose gestures are frantic like wild snow angels the narrowing needlethin shadows who watch a star explode |
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35:44 |
Lost Signal
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Side A | |||
1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Cocoon | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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3. | Affliction | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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Side B | |||
4. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind Itís pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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5. | The Lazarus Cord | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow And in flicking pitch They call from the bottom Restless arms Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface Where a nodding forest draws Sweet airs from the sky To weep down upon them Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow Pressed by wide thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion At its base a brawl of souls Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high from the cord Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers Alone upon that ivory line A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap Back to life Out of death Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason On the Lazarus Cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Blind husks cling to the cord leveled, their gaze at the roots and the damp soil,lined soft with light gossamer Beheld from the catacomb by piercing black diamonds A glazed and gelid ether As waters over Waxen features Their eyes a glass In granite seizure But it’s all that matters - It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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6. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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28:59 |
Lost Signal
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1. | On Blinding Larks | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
their melody sips from cracks in the pavement virulent poison primal and long like my poor blind birds I will never see the sun no morning for the sight I’ve undone only choruses for midnight and memories of mornings past one was of sorrow shaken with anger one was a sweet trill with measures of light |
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2. | Cocoon | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
in a cask where I am constant hidden article of hurt like a hapless plane descending like a flower without dirt what will I be if you return me if the parched heart stutters to motion will your new tongue clap in my head like a bell a clamour of secrets under gauze and under the rapids under covers sick with attention slowly sinking far from the setting sun and for no one changeling -- I am caught in a blur in only your view my bleakest transition powerful sleep what a powerful sleep this must be come to me oh come to me I feel you only as something remembered distant and ended and pulled in my path through a fog and what would I be if you return to me freed of pigment free of sensation will you leave me dreams of the cold cocoon under skin and under construction will I work with my hands with a wonder never certain that you have left at all but what does it matter if I am distorted here I have you to compose me I have you to replace my fear |
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3. | Affliction | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Whatever you are I acknowledge your shade is moving Potent and cool Maybe empty For where there were mars Now the summer hides uneasy And whatever you are Made it so Dim lights unbury you Broken words and crumbling stone Softly loom the night affliction From a blackened benediction From the thickening darkness Soundless Tyrant-eyed / rejecting light An uneven crawl of hunger - slow steps of neglected dances Unremitting flower of shadow You have called to me in slumber Stole out from your quiet collection Latched your veins about my stupor Dim lights uncover you Broken words and crumbling stone Cautious is your circulation Toxic flux of cruel intention Whatever you are I acknowledge your sight expanding And somewhere in the room you are breathing For where I was lost only you could fill my vision And whatever you are made it cold |
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4. | The Rattle of Black Teeth | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind Itís pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride |
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5. | The Lazarus Cord | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Wading gapers lash & mow And in flicking pitch They call from the bottom Restless arms Stretching-out Blindly bat at the scent of the surface Where a nodding forest draws Sweet airs from the sky To weep down upon them Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord A line like dried skin, pearl & taught Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow Pressed by wide thirsty eyes Wet with failure and wild with devotion At its base a brawl of souls Scrambled structures, flapping and broken Fallen high from the cord Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers Alone upon that ivory line A figure climbs the rope from the rotten heap Back to life Out of death Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths Bawling out their crimes to the shadow Elemental, hoarse and forgotten Beneath the crust Skin like chalk Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up A sigh That flies straight like an arrow To bury itself beyond these halls of mould Reprieve Rise a bolt from the strong will Another clambers onto the Lazarus cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers In a slow-formed intimated cascade Curling smokres step across and, embracing Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason On the Lazarus Cord And the rope reclaims a soul To its weave of sinews Blind husks cling to the cord leveled, their gaze at the roots and the damp soil,lined soft with light gossamer Beheld from the catacomb by piercing black diamonds A glazed and gelid ether As waters over Waxen features Their eyes a glass In granite seizure But it’s all that matters - It’s all that matters now On the Lazarus Cord |
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6. | Brass Dogs | 07:49 | Show lyrics |
Street lamps stoop and kiss the street Cover their eyes in the blazing heat Turn the night against the sky Fold it through the moon The light slides down the reptile tiles And gently lie Run you through the streets of night Run from the sound of laughing Knock you out and hold you down I hear brass dogs barking Break your head against the wall Strike the night it’s blinding The stars are sharp the moon rotates It doesn’t glide it’s grinding I’ve wasted time within your mind Time that I came clean Show this stallion city buck And trample my subversion dream What’s it like to shout your name Ten thousand voices asking? I try to speak it but I hear The brass dogs barking near Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Our city breeds a twisted creed Crepuscular creatures seethe Try to sleep then just be silent Coast the edge of dreams I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near I’ll curl around you but I hear The brass dogs barking near Trample city flay your hooves Call us home Our city, our city, our city Down around the back Stand up pushed down Backs against the wall Pushed over pulled back In the alley taken behind Like a puck on your back That turns as you turn Turning with you Like an imp on your back That titters as you turn Worming into you Tin cans skitter the ground Mimic the sound Of brass dogs barking The brass dogs are barking... The brass dogs are barking... |
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28:59 |
Under the Subgleam
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Wacian | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lordt | Cover art, Artwork |
Aort | Producer, Mixing |
Dan Capp | Layout |
Pino Fabelo | Layout |
Greg Chandler | Mastering |
Rupert Peters | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Toll | 03:10 | |
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2. | Plot of Skinned Heaven | 04:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Pollution Vigil | 02:19 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cave Soul | 02:00 | Show lyrics |
Cave souls simple buds of life ticking in the dark long awake now be so filled with little splits satured grubs and bleed out cave soul |
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12:15 |
Under the Subgleam
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Wacian | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lordt | Artwork, Cover art |
Aort | Producer, Mixing |
Dan Capp | Layout |
Pino Fabelo | Layout |
Greg Chandler | Mastering |
Rupert Peters | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Toll | 03:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Plot of Skinned Heaven | 04:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Pollution Vigil | 02:19 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cave Soul | 02:00 | Show lyrics |
Cave souls simple buds of life ticking in the dark long awake now be so filled with little splits satured grubs and bleed out cave soul |
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12:15 |
Under the Subgleam
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aort | Guitars |
Andras | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Lordt | Drums |
Syhr | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Wacian | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lordt | Artwork, Cover art |
Aort | Producer, Mixing |
Dan Capp | Layout |
Pino Fabelo | Layout |
Greg Chandler | Mastering |
Rupert Peters | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Toll | 03:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Plot of Skinned Heaven | 04:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | Pollution Vigil | 02:19 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cave Soul | 02:00 | Show lyrics |
Cave souls simple buds of life ticking in the dark long awake now be so filled with little splits satured grubs and bleed out cave soul |
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12:15 |
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