1. |
A Cold and Failing Light
05:01
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A Cold and Failing Light
Terminally exposed
Urgent moment slows
Out in the open snow
A shiver slowly grows
Uncertainty at hand
And creeping ‘cross the land
A seeming sense of dread
Frozen by its brand
Death is but a strand
End of struggle
Losing the foothold
Wounded and wandering between the shadows
Grasping for defeat here in a cold and failing light
The waning of the day
Brings horror out to prey
The cloak of night is drawn
So banished is the dawn
And winter’s kiss enthralls
It beckons with its calls
So bleak so frail so bleak
As icy fingers pry
the wind begins to sigh, saying
Fumbling and blind
Chilling heart and mind
The breaking of the hush
Nightfall’s ghoulish touch
Blood upon the path
Soon freezes to the grass
The warmth is ebbing out
Hope to always fail
And death will ever trail
Vision dims and dark prevails
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2. |
Conversation with Death
05:11
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Conversation with Death
On darkest wings
I’ve come for you
My frozen touch
The somber mood
Words before the end
Speaking as if friends
Whisper your last desire—one touch and you’ll expire
Death cannot offend
No bargains no bribes
No deals left to scribe
The sands have all run out
No chance to turn the glass
Pleading stops and go to quiet
Speak no more and go to quiet
Flee no more and go to quiet
Off to night and go to quiet
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3. |
The Tower
04:19
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The Tower
We are the legions gnashing from below
Drawing power for our time
We are the whispered warnings of the end
Our daggers clutched to our hearts
Thoughts of chaos
Worlds split open
Eggs are hatching
Fates unwoven
It’s a blaze in the night
It’s a knife in the dark
A sign and a handshake
A flash of the mark
Worms and Sparrows
Traitorous Portents
Poisoned Rulers
Restless omens
It’s a blaze in the night
It’s a knife in the dark
A sign and a handshake
A flash of the mark
Deadly venom courses through our veins
And stokes the beating of our hearts
It is with pleasure that we do this grisly deed
And in the darkness we ascend
Towers burning
Scales and serpents
Shocking violence
Change’s servants
It’s a blaze in the night
It’s a knife in the dark
A sign and a handshake
A flash of the mark
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4. |
Sanguine Repose
01:41
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none.
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5. |
Gothic Architecture
05:36
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Gothic Architecture
We blind monks stumble hopelessly down a winding path
Two towers with spinnerets—the cathedral’s swath
Features now gone
Worn from the stone
Buttresses reaching upward, supporting nothing but age
Shattered statues in the courtyard—a book with a missing page
Vaulted ceilings slow decay
Iron’s rust weeping from the stone
The steady drip of cold rain
Pews give way to moss and earth
The finest works in colored glass
Broken now crunches underfoot
As we approach the pedestal
Upon the slab place a single rose
And join the rain to shed a tear
Gargoyles trapped in terror looming over no one
Still guardians of neglect ever doomed to watch
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6. |
Monastic Portal
02:17
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none.
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7. |
RITUAL
05:58
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RITUAL
Late nights dark galas
Inverting the tetragrammaton
Far beyond and deep beneath
Gateways align
Secret whispers turn to chants
Ascended hierophant
Incantations and desire
Levitations divinations exhalations
Stoke the fire
Exaggerated spectral angles
Insane geometries
Assemble the circle of swine
Nocturnal screams blood and wine
Rise rise rise rise
RITUAL
Bleed bleed bleed bleed
RITUAL
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8. |
Labyrinthine
07:00
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Labyrinthine
Into prims portals step and wander
Darkened streets a maze of clutter
Torches long quenched streets of jagged angles
Seek shelter and harbor from all that changes
Empty markets silent smiths
Hollow warren personless
A honeycomb of loneliness
Safe from decay’s bitter kiss
No things pass her
No feet fall here
None may leave here
A city out of time
Urban darkness labyrinthian
Dead ends to bleak oblivion
Retched spires still leaning
Bells toll without meaning
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ast dream of a dying god
Last walk through the temple of Nod
Memories of a wasting god
Ancient decrepit faith
Devine morbidity
It waits
God of dirt god of dust
Lost forgotten somber hush
It sleeps
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Le MORTE Virginia
MORBID THOUGHTS FILL THE MIND...
OLD DOMINION DAMNATION & DOOM.
Doom trio from Richmond Va, USA. Working on our second full length album.
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