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Aztakea - Our Heritage
08:01
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Our heritage
Wreathed in waves
Crashing high
Black rocks emerges
Rising like castles
Old as the earth
Dripping of slime
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Betelzeus - Shitborn
06:23
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Bethmoora - The Keeper
13:40
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Lyrics:
Cold as winter
Steaming plume
Full of anger
Sealed in womb
Gleaming fortress
Settled earth
Torn in chaos
Savage birth
Illuminated
Mottled crown
Born in darkness
Tattered gown
Infant hungers
Bathed in blood
Furled in torment
Putrid mud
Enriched masters
Enslaved proles
Grit and heartache
All they'll know
Cruel behavior
Lashing out
Fear the hammer
Fear the hound
Poison lingers
Bone flail thresh
Between fingers
Pound of flesh
Obliterated
Naught a sound
All are hated
Fear the crown
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Choking on gelatinous mucus and bloody clots
Sweat turns acidic, slowly melting flesh
Slimy walking corpses, infected
Suppurated humans
Inhale the stench
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Ixian - Mother's Arms
07:57
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So I seek in shifting sands, a purpose on this barren plain
Ubiquitous solid stillness stretching on and on and on
Stagnant air hovering off the ground and stifling
Coats the skin as I move past, knifing through this static ether
Every movement that I see is just the heat tricking my eyes
Refractive pools of light dance afar in a mocking wave
Lost again, but too far gone to double back to simpler times
Thirsting for that truth again, but now I'd settle for some rain
The lines upon the wall, aging cracks that break the surface
And lay out our decay as rivers running to
The earthen ground below, of which we'll all return to
As well as all we've built, wrapped in mother's arms
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Lake Baikal - Astral Rot
15:17
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May God be with you
As you believed that all your life, as you smile and as you shine
As you slide through narrow gates
And shaking hands of those who pass by, your gloved hand reaching into the sky
We think of you very well
And imagine your face from time to time, I see the Sun in your eyes
I went through all your things and took what I liked, from what was left of a life long lived
And we set them aside, these feelings we hide, complex to comprehend
And I'm coming to terms with what's left to learn to appreciate life
I've found no benefit in squandering it
I just hurt myself
And in the end I can't defend hurting those around me
I'll remember you in my own way, you were never a stranger to the world
Celebrate you hopelessly, a mind is a shrine if you want it to be
I guess it's cliche to come to say that you have to live for the both of us now
Who we could be and who we are is not a pattern in the stars - it's in us
It's in the marrow of our bones, interference on telephones - it's in us
You're not unborn you're not unheard there's more left to learn - in us
I wrote a letter to myself 'Anchor yourself to the earth or be left behind - I can't wait for you'
When all seems lost and hopeless I remember your grace and thoughtfulness, always offering a kind and unjudging ear
Thinking of my past actions and behaviour, is that how I want to be seen and thought of I'm shaming a memory, I'm shaming myself
I'm shaming myself
Shaming myself
Shaming myself
I will remember you happily, shamelessly. For we are after all family
We don't feel something for nothing, what's the point if we are all we seem to be
As we all carry your bones within us all, we are not made of stone
For you know who we are and who we could become
We don't feel something for nothing
I'll remember you in my own way - you were never a stranger to the world
Celebrate you hopelessly, a mind is a shrine if you want it to be
I guess it's cliche to come to say that you have to live for the both of us now
I'll remember you in my own way - you were never a stranger to the world
May God be with you
As you believed that all your life, as you smile and as you shine
As you slide through narrow gates And shaking hands of those who pass by, your gloved hand reaching into the sky
We think of you very well And imagine your face from time to time, I see the Sun in your eyes
I went through all your things and took what I liked, from what was left of a life long lived.
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Morpholith - Monocarp
13:27
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Black pillars, crowd the sky
Coffin shaped, approaching me
Giant cross, stained horizon
Lurking slow, evermoving
Lesser breed, soon to be doomed
A meager fate, eaqual to dust
Wide awake, I witness the end
My own existance, a narcotic fuel
Regrowth
Skybreaker, monolithic
Blinding light, hypnotic
Earth enchained, we cry in silence
Pessimistic, hope slowly fades
Growth, weed crowned spires
Herbal prison, no escape
Wide awake, I witness the end
My own existence, narcotic fuel
Regrowth
What have I done
What am I now
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Ockultist - Contempt
08:08
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Pavementsex - Thuggish
04:47
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The Owl - NGC4889v2
12:18
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This is still the heaviest riff I've ever played.
This is stage 2 of NGC 4889's development as a song.
It will get even bigger next time...
LYRICS
Every single thought
All the words said or penned
Any sound from every layer of noise
Led to this precise moment now
Never will I let insignificance
on an unworldly level deter me
from finding solace and finding peace.
I am nothing, yet all I have.
Even in the middle
of the worst moments
of my own existence,
literal infinity surrounds me.
An endless space to discover and roam.
Always look up and out.
Buried by my own hand
My mind was smashed apart
Pure blackness inside
but still as bright as I can be
You have resolve to call on.
You just have to remember.
My world was in abject ruin
I begged for it all to end
Even at the final precipice
I still could not give in.
Always remember.
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Com a visão cada vez
Mais clara, eu percebo
Apenas o abismo, a escuridão
Revolta de suas águas
E a serpente
Que habita
Minha outra face
Nada nessa cela
Me rondando, me adentra
Do pé a cabeça
Pelo meu lado esquerdo
Me envolve
Então a imagem
Dela eu vejo
Rainha arcaica
A quem pertence minha alma
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Vermian - Caorthannach
05:38
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