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Drought
05:29
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The drought has ruled too long
And the springs have all but dried
Lifegiver sun, the scorcher
Takes all back again
I’ve been withering away
Emptiness defines me now
As every creature around
In this God-forsaken land
Days went blindingly bright
Already long time ago
Nights once so soothing and calm
Now’re just making me numb
Drought
Siccitas invicta
Feeding with dry stench of death
Cooks slow, relentlessly
Until sooner or later
I will be done
Silence
Silence
Wordless Void
Should the droughts be named?
Or are they all the same?
Do we worship them just because
We’ve lost the memory of the rains?
But the drought remained
Despite of what they said
Only the empty words kept flowing
For a while
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Every lunar cycle
And every turn of the planet
Brings nothing new
Just the same old hellish repetition
So get ready for another harvest
And its dreadful fruits
Apples of sin
Cherries of mediocricy
Dates of empty feelings
And longing for void
The cycle of the creation
Never fails to repeat itself
Another season, another fall
The same old fruits of the plentyful harvest
And to be clear
It’s not the end
‘cause after this
The next one’ll come
Again
Again
Enjoy the fruits of harvest
***
The world’s become a worse place
Now when the magick’s gone
Frozen eyes don’t see a goddamn thing
And there’s nothing to see anyway
The Magick is gone
And nothing here’s the same
The Magick is lost
And it won’t come again
The sparks have dimmed long ago
Fire cleaned the surfaces
And the fumes burned the core
Of our eternal inner self
The Magick is gone
And nothing here’s the same
The Magick is lost
And it won’t come again
The sparks have dimmed long ago
Fire cleaned the surfaces
And the fumes burned the core
Of our eternal inner self
Ice-cladden
Forever still
Frigid landscapes
And petrified minds
Ice-cladden
Forever still
Frigid landscapes
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3. |
Smoggh Sektants
08:07
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Can you feel it at last?
The fume of death and suffocation
Creeping in like a shapeless burglar
Assassin without a body
It’s an angel with a sword
Thousand razor-sharp blades
Slicing the throat from the inside
Just to get out. Out! Out!
My vision succumbs in the fog
And drowns in the tears
Get rid of what’s needless!
Embrace your destiny
In the fog
In the tears
What’s needless!
Predetermined destiny
An angel with a gas chamber
Billion razor-sharp molecules
Enter the vital organs
And never go out. out.
It’s an angel with a sword
Thousand razor-sharp blades
Slicing the throat from the inside
Just to get out. Out! Out!
It’s an angel with a sword
Thousand razor-sharp blades
Slicing the throat from the inside
Just to get out. Out! Out!
***
Monastic truth-seekers
Followers of the one true light
Death worshippers
And the horned priests of the Old
Every other corner of this desolate’s
Inhabited by a fracture of the worship
Innumerable amount of the disciplines
Divided by the fourth-rate nuances
Each and every sektant
Living by their own rules
Each and every sektant
Following their own path
The wasteland’s as if shrunken
Despite ne’er being vaste
The dust’s grown weary
And awful
A sekt for every sektant
A discipline for every disciple
A teaching for every teacher
And for every region there’ll be a religion
To be fair I couldn’t
Hear their mission anymore
I hid myself away
under the rotten roots
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The Last Recluse
06:00
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The soil which covers my hands with sticky pulsating muddy dirt
Gives rest to the demon-bitten soul
The tired fading voice
And for this I’d always salute you – even though I don’t have much time
And for this I will become one with you
Pulsating muddy dirt
Fading voice
Fading voice
Dirt!
Now that I am light years away for everything I knew
Things do not matter a single bit
Things they disappear away
Sdeed dna sthguoht ,seulav dna seiromem eht ot kcab ym denrut ev’I
To greet the love of weary earth
To sleep, to die, and dream
Now I am soil, the very dirt, black, humic, rich, alive
The keeper of the darkness, the absence of the light
***
You know where to find me
But don’t expect me to answer you
These times’re on the verge of extinct
But the world has moved on
My cell will be deep
And its walls of stone will cover me
Humid slumber among the slugs
And the darkness spreading upon me
Spreading upon me
Grey fog would freeze the mud
That covers the piteous roads
Unable to lead anyone
Anywhere anymore
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5. |
Chapters Of Demur
07:57
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Only solitude is capable of bringing us some kind of meaning
In these God-forsaken years of Doom & Gloom
Let me fall asleep and let me sink into my morbid dreams
Into the downward spiral of no-return
Is it going on?
May we take a peek
To the world out there
Quiet and calm?
But nothing has changed
The drought is still there
The tyrannical ruler
Of the wastelands
The humid stone walls encircling the cell
Under the vaults of the deepest cellars
This is the place of my prison by free will
While the towers high above are crumbling
May the violet rays radiate through days
May the sick’ning crimson red burn the lifeless beds
I may be the last to hide and leave it all behind
And if the vaults cave in – let the fate win
Dehydrated dried up body
- Indifferent grin -
Will lie somewhere in the layers
Of the Earth’s skin
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Sparks Ov Chaos & Purge
03:59
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This rare magickal moment
Of instrumental inspiration
But where does it lead us
Do we even care to know?!
The everexistent drought
Has taken its toll
Would it fuel us long enough
Or just leave us dead by the road?
Sparks ov excitement
Ov terror, ov fear
Can be valuable for as long as they last
Even if just for a second or two
The one last festivity
In the middle ov chaos and purge
That brief shine in our eyes
Before sandstorms will wipe us away
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7. |
Sirens Silenced
01:19
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