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...Unleash!
In the boundless expanses of silent(ly) watching graves
A sunken emanation resonates with the inner self
In the vanished world behind me, swallowed by the waves
Of a light, o so blinding, radiating from the wells....
...Beyond!
Where eternity speaks without no mouth
And emptiness shines
Though countless torches, blewn out long ago
Across the firmament...
…still ride!
Vast and wide,
and broken the seals
Yet viscid and mellow,
inviting me in
A restless sleep... O the noble appeal...
A silent vow... can't you hear what it sings?
(Across the firmament, stride!)
In the boundless expanses of silent(ly) watching graves
A sunken emanation resonates with the inner self
In the vanished world behind me, swallowed by the waves
Of a light, o so blinding, radiating from the wells...
...Beyond! ...Unleash!
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Gardens in Bloom
04:21
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The egg crackles, the webs are torn,
the skins burst, all in bloom
Let me lead you through my gardens
as all I have harvested is gone.
The crops are rotting and a winter will come,
chilling beyond our flesh and bone!
Tendrils and roots confuse
in poisonous intercourse
tightening chambers,
Abraxas strangled in masturbation!
Oh how we are dancing
over those endless fields!
Above the dead and the barren
a spirit hovers in blissful gleam.
Above the juvenile and the free
weighs a darkness not to be seized,
oh, how its slithering through
the muds of selfs creation...
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Ablution
04:48
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Stoke the fire to heat the oven! Cleanse it from the soot
Speak the ancient names - remember!
All ramparts have withstood
Against the tainted faces! Against the raging winds!
Churn the holy furnace!
Go blind and stare within...
A sacrosanct asylum, growing living sores
A dance of flames and water, merge like frantic whores
Boil them whole! Face the limbs!
Twist and turn the sides!
Blistered skin, flesh dissolves,
Ashes soar up high...
Baptize!
Purificate!
Invert!
Re-incarnate!
...Ablution!
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Labyrinth Heirs
07:04
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Out of the tunnels
That are obscuring their ends
And fists are resealing
The stigmatized hands
I can see a light at the end of decay
The glacial ice is melting away
The crust of this earth is beginning to crack
Releasing the inmost, there's no looking back
Blessing the air with semen and steam
The heat of the night is lurking within!
Tectonic perception, awaken the dream
The heat of the night is stoking within!!!
Spirit of the running, molten core
Swing the brush! Let the grain evolve!
Tails, wings and eyes
One thousand ways to see, a hundred ones to fly
Sweat, tears, delight
Everything now disappers as a flame entwines the Night...
...the Night...!
Out of the tunnels
The timeline is torn
Raping this moment
The mind is reborn
Out of the valleys
Filled with blossoming thorns
Concealing the eyes
His passage is gone
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Wailing of the fading times,
Shape my sight!
I echo the call to fasten
your grip on mine
engulf my eroding skin
as perception expands
cleanse the festering rifts with darkest,
piercing glance!
Vortex of all stillborn fires
Lick my hearts!
I immerse my face in beauty
of your arts!
erect highest peaking pyres
to reach the walls of no return
Overturn! The spires fall be crumbling!
So rise along the waves of gravel
onwards further into dark!
Unveil the crown of satan!
Drink from the wrong blood
Unveil the crown of satan!
My blood for the wrong god!
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6. |
Improvisation N.A.4.7.
07:11
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(Lost)
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7. |
Yoke of a Mirror Shard
03:19
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Strangle in the wind above,
Hanging in a tree
Nails are rusting in the flesh
Open the arteries!
Weeping mugs as monuments
Backwards of the head
And naked flesh is waiting
For the final whip to crack!
Draining in rain
And blinding in light
The road to the stars
To be lost in the night
Wither away!
Drain and decay!
A headsman of terror
The yoke and the mirror shards
Fenced in on the open fields
Clipping my own wings
A carrion in living shreds
The vultures' scoffing grin
Curse the ground and ride sky
In the bowels of a crow
From the depths to the peaks
Like molars made to gnaw
Wither away!
Drain and decay!
A headsman of terror,
The yoke and the mirror shards
I...
Twist the skull and lit the coal
to sweat out all these words
Relive my wounds and let
them bleed like cascades in underworlds
I cut the flesh that's sick and weak
And tear it from the eyes
Slit the tongue and rip the ears
To keep them from the lies
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Kringa Linz, Austria
05/01 Leiden, Gebr De Nobel
06/01 Oberhausen,
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07/01 Kassel, Goldgrube
08/01 Dresden, Chemiefabrik
09/01 Kraków, Kamienna12
10/01 Bratislava, Randal
11/01 Linz, Kapu
12/01 Aarburg, Musigburg
13/01 Paris, Backstage BTM
14/01 Brussels, Magasin4
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