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Carne Noir
10:47
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Burn to my touch
At my feet, incinerate
Scorch both flesh and spirit
Weep and falter
Upon the lithic step
Towards my burrow
Vestigial blitheness
Spawning mournful dreams
Wiping the light from the sky
Immerse with my sickness
The suffering I radiate
A beacon at the shores of hell
Attached to the decline
Lapse into decay
Into the dismal circle
Hell
Writhing in hell
Scorn
In scorn at myself
Die with me
Fall with me
Die with me
Burn in me
Die with me
Burn in me
Scorched is the mind
Charred is the soul
Scared is the thought
Black turns the flesh
Fall into
My embrace
Die with me
I am the end
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Engulfed In White Noise
13:24
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Pernicious world perception
Cognition of symbols oblivious
Fragments reassembled
To a picture beyond this world
The curse of carination
Slow detachment
The cord of apprehension
Textures ever shifting
Affliction, obsession of silence
Reflection dolorous
Her meaning of meaning
Estrangement from being
A new found logic
Abides a realm beyond
Constrained oblivion
A world without mirrors
Her meaning of meaning
Abducted from seeing
The hours sink to the ground
And she is counting the bricks
I still remember
Cold January morning
The world beneath a sheet of snow
You would not stop screaming
And thus you rejoice
This river you just could not transcend
Drawn towards the water
Pulled beneath the waves
Whispering from the depth
A beckoning from the edge of the world
And our songs
Forever shrouded in mist
Yet just for a blink
I felt your presence here
The hours sink to the ground
And the hours sink to the ground
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3. |
Dysmelian
12:45
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Toxic sermon
Erratic and contagious
Abscessic thoughts
Raging through the aether
Seraphic beauty obsolete
A relic dream, pathetic and distant
Hear them screaming for a new sovereign
An idol to their likeness
He shall come to bring salvation
An icon for the crippled race
A mirror to reflect their souls
Disfigured God for distorted people
Phocomelic
Despair
Syndactylic immersion of flesh
Scoliotic rotten lord
I beg thee
To come forth
From the womb
Putrid pile, anal birth
Hear them screaming for a new sovereign
Dysmelian now walks the earth
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4. |
The Vermin Age
09:28
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Opaque clouds ensnare me
Glaring stars shrouded
Black breath whirling
Feet sunken in sludge
Soul leashed to a stick
Embalmed in dejection
Preserved tribulation
Chrysalis surge
From the maggot hatchery
Beneath this hollow face
Lie the answers to all questions
But they are never asked
And of no relevance
Embalmed in dejection
For aeons to come
Painted in piss
Glorious depiction of the vermin age
And bound to death
Be this entire breed
Spawned by the maggot queen
That lies entombed in this world
Ancient soulless majesty
Insatiable, gnawing, devouring all light
Lux fiat!
Her avarice everlasting
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Ephemeral
06:56
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Ephemeral
We must fade
Ephemeral
Withered shades
Silent
Falling leaves
Longing for
Breath to cease
Life in itself
Deteriorated
Open those veins
To purge this maze
To end this haste
Distant and cold
Gathering clouds
As autumn unfolds
We are as water
And life as a slope
Death lingers on
Through nights to come
Ephemeral
Nothing remains
Ephemeral
Even the pain
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6. |
Shrine of Humiliation
09:39
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Gleam onto me
Pass thy disdain
Onto my misery
Release me
From the mirror
My fiercest
Enemy
Lambaste me
For I can see
I am chosen
Chosen
Look at me
Look at my pity
Is this no relief?
The riddance of dignity
What is hollow cannot sink
What is shapeless cannot break
Bequeath me
The blessing of shallowness
My existence devoted
As reflection of your emptiness
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Ophis Hamburg, Germany
Raw, old school nihilistic Death/Doom Metal.
No light, no destination, no compromise!
Established 2001
Ophis recommends:
Unique doom metal
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