"Desire, emotion and knowledge, the souls of men, on their way to earth-life, pass through a room full of lights; each takes a taper - often only a spark”.
I
All the flesh will rot
When time is set and done
All the temples burn
As knowledge comes unfold.
(CHO)
To live, to die
One thousand lies
Their will
Of self repression.
I spit on the cross
On The pentagram
All symbols
of their enslavement
II
Cynically, preaching free will
Clinically, injecting their illness
III
All empires fall
Foundations of existence
Nothingness abroad
For I seek no redemption
(CHO 2X)
To live, to die
One thousand lies
Their will
Of self repression.
I spit on the cross
On The pentagram
All symbols
Of their enslavement.
IV
Bleed... stigmata of the faithless
Breathe... the scent of despair.
Weak...lambs they shall follow.
Forever...their biggest disgrace.
V
They bow to thee
They summon thee
They worship thee
I worship ME
VI
They bow to thee
They summon thee
They worship thee
I Worship ME
Crushing blackened doom from this German band that counterbalances blinding fury with moments of surprising, melancholy melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2023