Turms - Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 3)
Morior - Guitars, Keyboards, Songwriting
Chimedra - Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 4-6) |
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Cold Poison - Artwork, Layout
Morior - Engineering
Olli Häkkinen - Photography (band)
Pine Woods - Recording (drums)
Henri Sorvali - Mastering
Release date: March 11th, 2016 |
Shackled fiends, gilded lies, furnace words
Wail and howl for shallowest breath
Then tear the heretic heart,
Breastwork with pious thirst; unquenched
On these times bestowed
Names worn shadow thin
Whispered words iron stoke
Shame case to very skin
2. As In Hunger, So In Demise
To whom do you turn
To whom do you plead
From mouths hunger impaired
To whom do you turn
To whom do you plead
Frail words to freezing air
How far do the cries carry
When famine collects the kin
High, mute as statues
Piled are corpses thin
Familiars forsaken
Left in from of beast
Old wise one perished
To the tracks of deceased
How long does one last
Tearing wind in lungs
At hope’s closing gate
Ill year still young
How to silent the calls
Of chill and shivers
Through burial ground
From the dark
Beyond the river
How to keep away
Souls of the starved
Weak are the marks
On tall pines carved
Come the end of second year ill
Strangled with dread
Weaker grew the wretched folk
As mere graves were fed
No crops bear fields wet
Reign of fear, sacrilege
Famished were all
Apart from pestilence
None survived
Last winter
None survived
Last winter’s siege
3. A Passage In Fire
Gaze descends into fire
Vile the actions impure
How brittle are words
And what may one endure
Break all scriptures and ties
Yield to what will commands
Burn the past beliefs
And follow what flesh demands
Gathering voices defy me
Unbind us from the tales
Blaspheming deeds define me
Unbind us from the graves
Stay under the blazing leaves
Wait for colours to wither
And all light to flee
Trees wearing white
Even the stone will freeze
Does treason rest one-sided
When past festers the wounds
And both rot divided
Inside the common tomb
Arrival to the edge of dreams
Shed light without warmth brought
On emptied halls, reaped fields
This is all
All what you sought
With strength of mortal will
I walk into fire
From world grey with sorrow
I walk into fire
4. Grief Unsung
Between three heights
Firstborn of three nights
Was freed in sacrifice
On sleep of bone I fell
Wrapped in bark of nameless weald
Blind my sight with wealth
For wraiths my gaze beheld
On grey wood sheared
Black plated names
To shores of the dead
Light my sail aflame
Wash away the shrift
On lake of regret
And release me adrift
Neither moon nor sun
On house of the vanished one
We mourn in wordless tongue
We mouth the grief unsung
One gone forever will not grieve
One lost forever will not dream
5. Drums Of Black Death
Thrice was I burned
Thrice reborn
Becoming and thirst
Convulsions rebirth
As you were flesh my host entwined
Pain maiden on raven ride
Flame wreath brow, blood ribbon united
Serve festering bread
And bleeding rancid wine
Am I the last one
To carry your son
Crippled orphan
Nine tied to leash
Those held endeared
Thirst of deceased kin drown into weir
Am I the last one to carry your son
Be the drums
Drums of black death
Be the drums between my heartbeats
Be the drums between my breaths
Air wet with rapture and scent
Masks of rust and sanity bent
Shroud white on shadows bride
Carries your sons
Thrice was I burned
Thrice reborn
Hold the earth above my berth
Nine tied to leash
Those held endeared
Thirst of deceased
Kin drown into weir
6. Serpent Stone
Cold is the strand old it's soil
Beneath frozen sand
The worm uncoils
Between two stones
Between two worlds
Between writhing bones
Between bodies curled
Bitter is the scent of young
Proud seething elder one
Bite the stone, bite the serpent stone
Between madness and beyond
Call ghosts of the unborn
Hatch the stone, hatch the serpent stone
Gaze held high
Leave the mark
Of fangs and despise
To newborn bark
As shall I gorge the venom
As shall you seize the blood
Strong as defiance comes
While mine is barren and stark
So suffers the slowest of us
And shares all sins of us
Spit on the stone, spit on the serpent stone
Within whole world unmade
Old viper of iron shade
Shed the skin, shed the serpent skin
Deceiveth thou my waning breath
For I have devoured the eternity
Eyes wide blind with hue of death
Knowing the lie of good from evil
So shall I sway,
So shall you crawl,
So shall we trail,
The crooked paths of Seithr