from dream to dream, we have always been
like an ever flowing stream
this band.
We whisper our sorcery
the acid takes us high
We sing the songs of mayhem
Wingless angel
in soundless flight
~ “Necromansy” by Bathory
Ave, ave versus Christus.
Sangue bibimus.
Corpus edibus.
(credit goes to lacrimae fluentes for showing me this piece)
yeah, the classic.. still, this is giving me the creeps everytime I’m listening to it.
His Hero Is Gone - Like Weeds
Their words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears:
“Our truth is the truth. Seek no solace in finding roots”
But the shadows have foes and like weeds we will grow.
Now there’s a war being waged: it’s over our words we must
Face as our lives unfold and convictions are old the real
Truth is told and like weeds we will grow..
Vestiges - V
There is blood in the water, there will be no forgiveness.
We have fallen to ashes (to ashes), there will be no return.
Rejoice, reclaim, and rebuild what mankind has taken for granted.
Let our bodies replenish this earth, for the true color of man has shown.
Another great project of Lasse Pyykkö’s of Hooded Menace, Phlegethon, Vacant Coffin, Acid Witch, etc..
Claws - Cloak Of The Sacrificial
Echoes of spirits long dead
whirl winds of fog cloud the sky
a private ceremony in hell
the day you know you will die
Curse of the wretched chaos
within you fear is spread
this morbid asylum awaits
offerings of the vermin undead
Shrouded in mystery and the macabre
worshippers of the eerie chill
banished from brooding domains
Cloak of the Sacrificial
Possession portals form
capturing your essence
Cloak of the Sacrificial
Tombs rotting in the remains
the scent of doom forever free
Cloak of the Sacrificial
Cloak of the Sacrificial
“Can you feel the doom? And can you feel the fear?”
~ “The Doll With The Hideous Spirit” by Deceased…
\m/
Hierophant - Abissus Abissum Invocat
I know, I’ve already posted two songs of this album recently, but I just can’t get enough of this record.
“Savior, conqueror, hero, villain. You are all things, Revan… and yet you are nothing. In the end, you belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.”
―Apprentice
this. all night long.
M83 - Asterisk
0:51 still gets a few tears out of me every now and then.
I need a purpose and I need a reason
I need to know that there is trophy and meaning
to all that we lose and all we fight for
to all our loves and to our wars
~ “Last Light” by Converge
Fliehende Stürme - Sturm
Angriffslust und die Sehnsucht nach Betäubung
Den Moment zerstreut und ein kleines Glück geraubt
In Schlangenlinien durch die Fleiß- und Preis-Gesellschaft
Graue Leute suchen Wege für die Ewigkeit
Und wenn ein großer Sturm kommt und alles fort weht
Der alles verschlingt und nichts versteht
Lebenslust und pure Energie
Ich werde nicht fragen, denn ich will es nicht verstehen.
Die Fabrik hat keine Türen aber dunkle blinde Fenster
Explosive Geschichten hört man aus der Nachbarschaft
Überall Bilder mit beklemmender Atmosphäre
Alltagstragödien in benzienhaltiger Luft
Und wenn ein großer Sturm kommt, der mich von hier fortträgt
Der alles verschlingt und nichts versteht
Lebenslust und pure Energie
Ich werde nicht fragen, denn ich will es nicht verstehen.
Nimm mich mit!
Verzehrende Leidenschaft - autistisches Vergnügen
Und dann wieder der Absturz in die Wirklichkeit
Und ich spüre jeden Tag was ich verliere
Eine kranke Seele schwört mir Treue ins Gesicht
