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In Girum Imus Nocte Et Consumimur Igni

by Nox Aeternum

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Torn from the womb Scars peak on the horizon Sworn to alter life itself Waves crash upon the crest And send their echo to the edge of the world ...Under cold winds of silence ...Under black veil of death Breath of the mountains speaking The worlds epitaph Life is un-life now Behold the Fell Rider Upon the weeping world A mournful drumbeat pounds On dry cracked soil All a burnt offer offering To the ancient gods Blast upon us ye almighty king The stars align in forms The hearth of man is screaming And nature upholds dominance Hell hath no fury Like the great river Thy holy sigil for the end....for the end Breathe life o eternity Where deliverance be damned Proclaim in irreverence Desecration for sacred hands Now come forth Giver of death Retract thy gift upon man Endowment of plague Bedeviling within To vex and extinguish his plan Reject the soul Scars are now the horizon Sworn to deface life itself Taken by the undercurrent As the iron seals the final gasp
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I have all I gave In spades By the grace of death And Fate I have risen I have risen Beyond As the hydrous absorbs My strain I absolve myself From pain I have risen I have risen Far beyond Draped in disease Travel as I sleep Transparent eyes Translucent liquid Aflight in hope Canvas of the sky Cathartic abreaction A relief in wait Bow Low
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...As the moon lights the chapel We adorn the silence as pale figures drape on moonlit walls And await the hallowed hour as cries become our keepers call Bring forth emulsion by the drops of blood from human throats It's deviant pleasure from the last room she'll ever know Bring me the child And lay her on the altar bed Raise up the blade To release this soul to the infinite darkness As the dawn is separated So is she To the hand that heeds your bidding Guide me Sipping the Nectar Licking the sap Whitewash my face To pigment the wax With all of my weight I defy innocence Wince as I release with unholy decadence Sickness seen through virgin eyes All is fear Will soon end but not so quickly Dawn is near Bring me the child And lay her on the altar bed Raise up the blade To release this soul to the infinite darkness Blessed by virgin stone
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An army is coming Here tonight Prayers in the fire But we haven't seen the body The lynch mob is coming Here for one Can you hear the howling I smell the coals and fire We pass along the way Just to burn the witch Nightfall is coming Cursed by the shrine of thieves We've heard the lie Burned alive All creatures sworn to black By impious deeds By the torch of heaven I am set ablaze And for my belief There is no trial only purity burn the witch burn burn the fucking witch Follow me My children Do not fear the shadow Fear the lawless wasteland Mother father why have you forsaken me? Sister brother why have you forsaken me? God my god why have you forsaken me? Faith, my faith forsaken for eternity
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Behold! The march against Mosiac Law And Crush! Idolatry with diatribe Slaves! Lusting for the oracles of rapture But I live to burn and cut the living flesh My heart and gaze are fixing as I watch The crimson drops trickle down and hit the sink For this - my blood of the newest testament Which is shed for many for the remission of sins For the dragon Looms Inside of my mouth I shall be the head and tail To cleave unto the stranger To cleave unto the stranger To cleave unto the stranger To cleave unto the stranger From within For all have sinned and come short of the glory For there is not a just man upon earth, That doeth good and sinneth not For all the Wages of sin is life; But the gift of God eternal death Even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world That we should be unholy and blameful before him. In disgust As he falls, he shall be utterly cast down: for the world upholdeth him with his hand But we are all as an unclean thing And all our righteousness's are as filthy rags. And we all do fade as a leaf And our iniquities like the wind have taken us away As it is written, there is none righteous, no, not one For Whoever does not obey the sun Shall not see life
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...From the terrorfront Crack in the sound Fills the Air With the lead chambers Do What thou wilt Is the cry Of the Victors Hate fills the lungs In your chest With the mustard gas As Heap upon Heap Pack the blood Soaked soil Mass...Murder Harmless victims sent to die for their kin Washed away from the book of nations sins As Panzers ride through the blaze and acid storms Iron angels of death spray the ground below The Acrid smoke shrouding the abandoned minds Despoliation of the earth and soul oh devil dogs, Archie's come to end you Approaching zero hour we plunge into no man's land As Iron Youth Harvest death With the hounds of hell Bring ashen sleep To the sheep With a bayonet Exterminate Enemy Herds As the tension mounts False Empire crumbles With the majesty of genocide Heap upon heap upon heap
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John C was a sinner A lost ship upon the sea He resents the alphas and winners Yet possessed no release He turned on man Then turned the gun...upon himself Searched for blame But found the end...the end to his life Tortured Butcher For a life built upon a thousand lies This man has prayed for death over a thousand times As the cold kiss seals the flame He transcends into the dark As the wick is extinguished The Wicked entities pass through Hanging Corpse John C had so much to prove But he was everything but bulletproof He is now dead and gone And surely forgotten scum For a life built upon a thousand lies This man has prayed for death over a thousand times Pity the life built only on lies We're praying for your death I pray only for your death
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Pacify Me O Lord For I Have reached the end Of my rope This time Perch me on the highest sky-rise And give wind to my wings Thrust my arms into cruciform As I swan-dive towards the earth Into the source of wisdom Into the morning sun I will be but a distant memory Of Faustian hated ones Into the source of wisdom Into the morning sun Perch me on the highest sky-rise And give wind to my wings Thrust my arms into cruciform As I swan-dive towards the earth

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In Girum Imus Nocte Et Consumimur Igni is composed of 10 tracks written between 2012-2014 and was self-produced in my living room.

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released September 9, 2014

Music written by Andrew C. Hart
Lyrics written by Andrew C. Hart
All instruments performed by Andrew C. Hart
All mixing/mastering/ producing by Andrew C. Hart

Special thanks to Daniel Sauers for creating an excellent logo and cover.

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