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Ullrsmál
05:10
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Whispering wind, why'st thou now speak?
Do you presume to believe one can even listen,
After returning battered to the hof?
Your cruel winters had broken us
Were our sacrifices not enough?
And so you choose now?
With all effort, I bear to hear
A few more moments, only to listen
I scorn you not
For the wise one knows inside
The truth is revealed through struggle
Not through mere leisure
And now we see the end
As you and your fellow gods
Disrupt the silence
And so it appears to speak to us
In the form of an antlered man
He held out his palm
And demanded his price
These roots hold the voices, of those who failed to listen
Like being trapped beneath frozen lakes of Hel
A final price
A tribute for a sign
That we me grow
And heed Ullr's words
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2. |
Divine Opulence
06:51
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An ocean of man
Covering the landscapes
Purged into oblivion
And asphyxiating slumber
Dull were their minds
Grey were their empty hearts
Only emptiness did these sullied cadavers know
An existence of fearful contempt
Corrupted organs and stale divines
Raping all that was free and unbound
No hope to reclaim it all
All that was lost in time
These lustrous winding roads,
within the mind, broken long ago
Would retribution come?
Only the self was left
That which was once feared
The violent force within
The river of unbound hate
The divine opulence
I accept the reaper's plight
I am here, conscious wight
I seek the burden of knowing what lies beyond the fold
I peer and gaze through time
Through toil and endless strife
To a great corrupted sky from the barrows of this earth
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3. |
Maleficent Fragrance
07:57
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Eminence from a wild domain
A maleficent fragrance
No light or redemption
For the circle is yet to be made
The flames of a blackened dawn
Set torches upon the pillars
The dagger rests on the altar
The oracle lies in wait
So voice will murmur,
A conception of solace
Stones to conjur its passion,
Will set its sight,
To the circle
The bringer of death,
Will witness the spiral of life
Hail the sun
And so the voices speak
Their teachings of time and death
The altar set to purge
As fumes consume the air
The fragrance grips the cold
Like echoes from the drum
The elder chants his chime
The oracle awakes
Eminence from a wild domain
A maleficent fragrance
The colours begin to fold
As the circle illuminates wide
The flames of a blackened dawn
Set torches upon the pillars
The dagger carves the flesh
And the chalice is prepared
The bringer of death,
Will witness the spiral of life
Hail the sun
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4. |
Cosmic Purge
10:25
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With no warm respite
A swift descent towards the stars
The path slowly withers
The roots begin
Trodding within
Thick Woodland glades
Depraved regret
The binding disease
A barrow in my soul
Like cold and endless oceans
Striving to cast out
The wraiths within the mind
A distant stare
From between the branches
Seeks to call
And summon yet another soul
Corrosive void
Distant regret
Summoned to be exiled
In the Elder's sacred well
A barrow in my soul
Cast away from this world
Attaining cosmic thought
Respite within the heart
Rain of cleansing falls upon
The wells of time within the grove
Wrathful force against the void
And sanctity of spiraling thoughts
The grove awakens the inner bliss
And kindles that which once was lost
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5. |
The Grove of Wights
05:33
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With no warm respite
A swift descent towards the stars
The path slowly withers
The roots begin
Trodding within
Thick Woodland glades
Depraved regret
The binding disease
A barrow in my soul
Like cold and endless oceans
Striving to cast out
The wraiths within the mind
A distant stare
From between the branches
Seeks to call
And summon yet another soul
Corrosive void
Distant regret
Summoned to be exiled
In the Elder's sacred well
A barrow in my soul
Cast away from this world
Attaining cosmic thought
Respite within the heart
Rain of cleansing falls upon
The wells of time within the grove
Wrathful force against the void
And sanctity of spiraling thoughts
The grove awakens the inner bliss
And kindles that which once was lost
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6. |
Mind's Wild Pastures
07:07
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Eclipse within the morning sun
Shining upon conceptual sphere
All thought drowns out
To make way for the tides of change
Entire widening pastures
In flames within the mind
All is suddenly new again
At the touch from the other world
Perception shifts through twist and turns
Illusion becomes pure raw matter
Infectious thoughts depart the mind
Sight returns like a long lost child
Despondence
Chaos enguls the psyche
Behavior becomes,
Unrecognizable
Crawling becomes walking
The archetype is found
Eclipse within the morning sun
Shining upon conceptual sphere
All thought drowns out
To make way for the tides of change
The journey has begun
The gods have planted their seed
Conscious thoughts from the cosmos
The collective pool of life
The endless mysterium
Twists to become reality
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7. |
Ingemynd
11:43
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The grand arrangement is set
Yet silence grips the psyche
Will this wretched existence end?
Will respite quench our thirst?
We groan in squalor and shame
Without our primal link
It's as though we've rejected
Our very own thoughts
Arise, the coming wind
Our antidote from time
Spiritual awakening from within
As the warrior sets out
All that he had once believed
Replaced by a past world
Looking back through the path behind
Stood thousands of shadows
And staring back into his eyes
Were mere reflections
And all is balanced now
As the eagle flies ahead
Unbinding will takes hold
Linking the path of the spirit
From memories of ancient tomes
And blood shall shed again
As the mind restores its flame
Awakened through the toil
By primal nature within
We shed our distorted skin
And plunge into chaos
Scorching and still like stars
Attaining Buri's light
A reckoning portal of thought
As systemic process of death
Connects to the grove beyond the stars
The cycle forges through time
No end in site to be found
As unchained in death
And so unchained in life
Fate will not cease for those
Who do not wish for pure sacrifice
All must be given for reclamation
And so the memory will be achieved
And the door will open
And the ravens will guide inside
And would you yet know more?
As the thoughts from the past revive
Rekindling the archetype
Would you yet know more?
The toiling jouneys through the grove
Initiating the reveal of You
And accruing through the light of the well
And the memories of former lives
A ceaseless resurrection
The unfiltered splendor of the wild revived
And the memory returns
Come to me
Ingemynd
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Eldaskal
Primitive Black Metal from the Thirteen Colonies.
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