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Atrament
18:36
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Ouroboros from the other side of life
On Earth it seems you will never fly, but still
A raven of ash and blackened eyes of thine
It stares right through the looking glass, of time
A swirling of salt and star anise, on fire
Still I can't see the pelican, just light
Unchained chaos and vibration, of flesh
Writhes across unclean surfaces, of stone
I have eyes but see not light
Blind I seek not dirt but night
Buried beneath the cypress tree, the saturnalian cloth
Agents of grief and majesty, and conjuration of moths
The neptunian dream weaver
Meets us in the raven's hour
Drenched in blood and sulphur cloak
To raise us with the moss of oak
Quickening x8
Ancient orbs of solar flight
Imparting wisdom of their sign
Forever cast upon our stone
Our ability to fashion time
Accursed and damned of lavish limb
Cathedral smoke it fans within
Hexagram in sight and sound
Pentacles lay on the ground
Quickening x8
Divination, smoke and awe
The spirit rises from the valley maw
Cast your space upon the earth
With blazing stars above the hearth
Quickening
But seek not to comprehend
Nerolian force from which we bend
Seek out - Inkstand - Conjure - Samekh
Atrament - The Blackening
With galbanum claws we consecrate, menoran arms of Baal
Three gifts of hidden knowledge, presented to the owl
Washed through with bluest light and raised, with bark and word of Thoth
The unnerving sight of flesh awakened
Energised by the weight of tomes below
So above the story goes, our Jovian gods expand
Our superconscious understanding of birds
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Grasp of the Growing One
07:19
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The age weight upon us now
Two thousand years heavy
All around us the
Sceptres of time cannot
Rule over mountains
All entangles with
Venomous vines beneath
The earth and the valleys
Caverns of torture they
Trap us with sap, they grow
Coiled round our spirit
The suffocating growth
The shadows they conjure the fire
The ancestors draw us the lines
The young'uns they pass us the keystone
The torment of grandeur awaits
The mother she gives us the vessel
The father he buries the sage
The body becomes a deception
Our ignorance heralds the age
The daughters of heavenly lakes
The portals of cavernous sap
The fish of the earth they are eaten
United in flame they ascend
The sacred bondage bleeds
Our sap and it splits all our veins
Choke on security
The image of man is in chains
The daughters of the liars
The portals they frame - ascend
The shadows they conjure the fire
The ancestors draw us the lines
The young'uns they pass us the keystone
The torment of grandeur awaits
The soul of the serpent
It withers in spirals of light
To open what is closed
Became us - restoring our sight
You can't forget about the raven - became us
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Call of the Burning One
08:25
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Take root with the growing one
The hell below
Tentacles of the Earth they
Choke me as it grows
Wrapped up in the cold embrace
Of earthen arms
Force fed with the dirt of
Deity and worms
The call of the Burning One
Trumpets above
Light of destruction it burns a hole
Through which I love
The structure of spire and house
Cult of The Age
It fuels the valleys of discontent
In which I rage
Dirt shifts to molasses
Wading through the sludge
Without the fire
Cold is my blood
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The Shrouded Urn
14:55
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Here stand the gates of slumber
Dissolves the cloak of life - rise
Opposing pillars of tension
Of severed smoke and veins
The crystal offerings, yellow
They fall on still remains
The fifth essential it moves me
To foreign fields and restless doves
Traversing, inclining, invoking the spires
That carve the paths above
My feet are grounded in wombs of dirt
My throat is shackled with fire
The arms of enlightenment seize in the sunshine
They eye though, desires the void
I, crawl below, where silent knives awaken
Plutonian resin, death meditates
With borrowed awe and flame
From earthen depths, the congregation
Sings a tome
Inviting owls across the plain
With hymns they will atone
On desert wings, the ancient Magi's words descend
Upon thy shrouded urn and hidden doors
The Monarch of the Dead
The burning Magi, beards ablaze
They float above through smoke and haze
The village pyre, star scorched ground
The tree of death, its will be done
A single cypress, lives alone
And keeps the secrets of our time
Atmospheric veil of which
Conceals the truth from fools
Compel the aerial majesties
To foretell of astral shrouds
Allatori henceforth assist
The solar winds break up the clouds
The burning Magi, beards ablaze
They float above through smoke and haze
The village pyre, star scorched ground
The tree of death, its will be done
Deliquesce 'neath silver skies
Descend unto the realms beneath
Presenting gifts of contemplation
As above, we shall bequeath
Blessings from the lord of fire
Exorcised of smoke and name
Invocation of the spires
May all His creatures feel the flame
Their secrets rest in atrament
Relayed to thee upon this page
Concealing truths from foolish men
And channel forth unto the mage
Black - star - ground to ash
Salt of salt, Lord of lords
Calcinate, coagulate
The spinnerets, weave a shroud
Built to protect but cripple us
With shibboleths, earthen bound
The arcanic portal beguiles the innocent
The numinous vestibule charges my hidden veins
The magical gloom it enshrouds the supernal eye
Enchanted in gloaming, enraptured empyrean waves
A star, made in-car-nate,
Khabs in the Khu (x2)
Bleeding, through mystical garments of thine,
Khabs in the Khu (x2)
Weaving a labyrinthine narrative vestibule back to the source of the law
Vicissitudes, mercurial, the undertow
Black light rises through me (x2)
White light, given from thee
The silent star rises from flaming swords far beyond time
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Monarch of Death
19:01
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And thus the Lord of the serpents commanded
The gallantry fold in the wind
To make way for the sorcerers and seraphim of sanctity to
Burn those who've sinned
All the strong and exalted and earth dwellers
Who abide by the law
Must lift up their horns to the sky
To the portals, the seasons, the mountains
The Lord's gaping maw
May the words of the serpents and star dwellers
Slay all the kings
So the meek can arise and seek justice from terror
And tear out their tongues as they sing
When the pain comes upon us, like women who've
Suffered life in travail
When her child it enters the mouth of the womb
And she bellows in pain bringing forth
Now the child it rests in the hidden place
Where shadows take form in the wind
But the blackness illuminates paths for the righteous
To find their way forward with the truth
Behind them the angels of punishment
Execute vengeance on those who've oppressed
With rivers of blood we give thanks to the ophannin
And drown them in alkahest
Deep are our secrets but surface they must
For our swords they are drunk with our blood
And the monarch of death he will visit and putrefy
And summon our souls from the dust
A sorrowful mystery is solved with the agony
The garden it blooms with the pain
The luminous vehicle it marries the opposites
The lady of slaughter she rests
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Swan Messiah Melbourne, Australia
Swan Messiah emerged from the elysian depths of Port Philip Bay in the winter of 2010.
Wielding
antipodean styled doom and dystopian drones, taking respectful cues from its misanthropic metal ancestry and dark folk traditions, Swan Messiah spent the ensuing winters conjuring its layered sound to wash upon the shore on which it currently rests.
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