1. |
The Endless Below
00:34
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2. |
Our Perpetual Waste
00:47
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a line to cross forever
the lasting gasp: a weapon
any sign of life in question
consume this waste
from holy gates
forget the sense of total error
forgive the sin of total waste
enduring the senselessness
the senselessness of guilt
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3. |
Conquerors
01:22
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4. |
Sense Of Loss
00:41
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Only gloom can take horror away
glow fading in the dead eye
will tears
the sides wide open
a host drained
over and over
the hands of fate
shall sow well
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5. |
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this is blood from a stone
this is stone from our souls
no sentence awaits the toil
in minds
design
banished and
totally enveloped
from that
which is
passed down
bow and receive
your fated rights
and as for the sky it will open up and spill out the familiar
the land will part and the sea will swell into a lasting storm
nothing is as endless as the fate we reserve for ourselves
a passionate embrace of thought spinning further beyond
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6. |
Craters
01:12
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pull their reigns
pull their reigns
dance on their shields and blaspheme their names
barren, salted
wasted, wake
break its legs
break its legs
sever the head and discard the remains
goaded
extinction
craters shape
stranded cave
spill the blood
fill the lake
stake the claim
in death i create
goaded, paved
ancient rites
encompassed and desolate
we took a promised land
all control abolished
burned alive
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7. |
Mire
02:08
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you are lying to me
through this volume
you are lying to me
through this age
a thankful note to the deceased
and not to the exiled
You'll be happy to join us
down within the mire
There is nothing between our existences
Until the paranoia locks us up
You’ll be happy to join us
down within the mire
The pulse dimmed to a dead stop
of control
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8. |
Humanity Void
01:13
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Citizen of the endless below
Your hands walk across the globe
in tentacled want and desire
Where we find ourselves in crisis
You find yourself
In hidden places
In silent mass
Those who sway the strings of the gods sever their thrones
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9. |
Veiled By Hexes
01:31
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bury me
by the void
cautiously
Father of the waking hex
Deliver us our rest
Mother of the broken light
defining sight
passed down
from disease
eternally
Bringer of the waking hex
deliver us our rest
Burden of the broken light
to the grave i divide
the great parasite
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10. |
Banished
01:22
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11. |
No Haven Left
04:15
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the wind corrodes
it eats my flesh and bones
the sun explodes
destroys my iron throne
built to the length of the earth
former fixtures of faith
purpose made alive
again
and the hammers fall
on the faces of time
born of sorrowing words
entwined
to end
all life bereft
no haven left
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12. |
Sin-Eater
05:01
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walker of the tired, beaten spiral
living downward across a million miles
open the gauze
the cost is now lost
sin-eating to supply our needs
refilling the pace and leave
a storm of stress
so shall it be
CONSUMED BY A WAITING FLESH
CONSUMED BY THE WEIGHT OF SIN
CONSUMED
ENDLESSLY
END
CONSUME
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ToskaTapes Victoria, British Columbia
Independent cassette label. Victoria, BC.
MMXV
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