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Comp1 - Howls Into The Void 1

by V/A

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A Connected One Amongst others How many more Will come? Chained to a pole Offered to cosmic winds The very fabric of my being Slowly torn apart And there they are Watching me closely Waiting for something To Happen They told me I could be the one Receiver Of the truth I belonged to The sacred halls To stay among my own The connected ones I was taken by the zekhram Into the depths of Hydhradh Swallowed by the fetid maze Where I will stay And speak out the truth For the listeners Until the flow of prophecies Runs dry Curled up on the floor, in a cold cell, I wait My body in a trance, my mind in the stars A dream state, wake up calls, a resonance inside my head But the zealots they know, hunt you down, always find you If you’ve been contacted Sent to the temple they gave me a room Lured in with gold and lust A sweeter kind of dream, free from fear The awakening was another story Chained and cut pain shrouding me The Zekhrams prepared me Find out if I tell the truth Am I blessed or cursed ? Like a witch, drowning or dying My judges want to know Can I tell the words of Ætheria ? My brain wrapped in technetium Burning liquid numbing my consciousness Messenger from our God My slow death for their prophecies Soon, another brother to stub for me
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Strangling, isolating silence Deafening, unbearable quiet Knows my name I wear this mask to face my friends A fake smile painted like a muzzle Such languid spirit can never speak This quiver as hopeless as the weather My endless worries are tangled wires Gridlocked with nooses entwined I gasp for air and drown within This downpour can never be seen Tear off the skin that imprisons you Take off the mask that squalors you Your true voice lies beneath Your true self lies beneath You are not... You are not alone A paralysing downpour that cannot be seen This voice should never be silenced These feelings should never be ignored These words can never be unwritten There is a light at the end of your tunnel This voice should never be silenced These feelings should never be ignored These words can never be unwritten These memories shall never be erased You are not alone
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Primordial water fills the universe No motion, no life A stillness of utter void Silence in perfection No progeny of the divine No spawn of the accursed The seeds of earth trapped within Waiting to be revealed The eternal skies rent asunder The creator of dissent Come to deconsecrate The sacred silence of waters With gaping tusked maw The creature dives deep Leaving roiling waves of horror And a wake of dissonance The tusked beast parts the waters To find the occulted spark To destroy the tranquility Of endless primordial void
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Wander on, wanderer, Wander up, up and down and up again. Why are you wandering the shore? (What are you searching for?) The shore will be the same the thousandth time You wandered back and forth. Stare on, seeker, dry out your eyes. Why are you staring at the clouds, Trying to research its shades from pitch black to flaming red? The clouds won't wave at you. The sky won't give you a sign. Hark on, listener of water's symphony. Why are you trying to differentiate this composition's facets? The waves won't spill out any truths And beneath the surface no divine core will be revealed. Why are you returning, wanderer, retiring in your cave? Begging for comfort in the scents and tastes of lust? The short delights of flesh – these sparks in an everlasting night – Will be swallowed up afterwards by unequally darker despair. So what to do, monk, minstrel of eternal longing? Neither addiction to higher knowledge Nor recourse to sensual pleasure will lead you to the sublime. End the journey, bury the quest? Wander on, wanderer. Wander up, up and down and up again – Continue seeking – go on harking – indulge in the sparks of lust. But acknowledge: there won't be changes, There won't be signs, There won't be answers, No fires lightning up the night. Nonetheless: worse, not to be on any quest Than on a meaningless quest emerging from the self.
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Looking at photographs Of people I don't recognise And places I don't remember being Reading letters from strangers Their words appear to be about me I'll bury myself in the heart of this home Burrowing under books given to children now old Asleep in the shadow Of an old life Daybreak on a sleeping swarm I've laid my roots As deep as they can go This place wasn't built around me As my antlers grew From one nest to another And I call it home I am a mist And you are a mirror This nest is a furnace And we are its embers I am a mist And you are a mirror This nest is a furnace And we are its embers
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Held aloft above all other One soul proclaimed as more Worthy of his grace More fearful of his hand The flesh that surrounds it A shell of skin and shit Submerged in mother's milk To disguise the reek of plague What dost thou want my child? To live a life of joy? To know a love that's pure? And taste true freedom? Blood of the lamb spilled in adulation Cast as seed upon the earth Just as your lord deserved Ascension You deserve to bathe in light On bended knee you plead to be Absolved of all your sins No matter the cost you pay it gladly Ascend to the sun sin bearer, skin wearer, No God would deny you! Flesh bound ascetic cast off your ashen shroud God of the sky and of the seas and of the earth and of the flesh Provider, bring forth a mercy to take away the pain Allow your servant the pleasures of this cleansing To live a life of joy, to never feel pain To know a loving God, to be free To live a life of joy To never feel pain To know a loving God To be free To live a life of joy To never feel pain To know a loving God To be free To live a life of joy To never feel pain To know a loving God To be free To live a life of joy To never feel pain To know a loving God To be free To live a life of joy To never feel pain To know a loving God To be free To live a life of joy To feel no pain No God would deny you
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Incantations penetrate the furthest reaches of the Gods. Not the care of the skies, or revolving stars, Can avail as an excuse to the deities she calls, Day delays to rise on earth, the Sun a mere catspaw. What went we into this wilderness to find? Leaving our country, our kindred, our farther's houses, and for what? At the crux of a baleful knoll, Wicked council, come as one. To live deliciously. To relish in the taste of butter. To be clothed in a fine dress. To fly from this serpent's nest. My corrupt nature is empty of grace, Bent unto sin, and that continually. What went we into this wilderness to find?
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Eight countries represented on this first black metal compilation; England, Scotland, America, Germany, France, Russia, Italy and Belgium, totalling 138 minutes.

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released January 18, 2021

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