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Into Pandemonic Waste
01:25
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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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Children of Eucharist
03:24
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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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Nova
01:28
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Andover 1692
04:04
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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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Salvation and Rebirth
03:35
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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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Seven Tears to the River
06:36
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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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Nox Aeternum Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Nox Aeternum is a project by Andrew C. Hart.
All music is written, performed and recorded by Andrew C. Hart
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