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No Sense in Self Worth (The Dissolution of Wish and Dream)

by Malacath

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At the Ending of the Clock The dissolution of wish and dream Lost the last great exodus And falls the Wanderer, unredeemed On the occasion of thin semblance of slumber Continued the waxing and waning and relay of tides Failing rotation, obsolete tradition Repetition, devoid of meaning, within a Sepulcher Of lies Frozen tenebrous frames Shelter grey photographs of Long forgotten places That exist no longer in memory, In structure, or in shapeless spaces Not in location, text, or in whimsical mind The illusion of Life projected only by deliberate glacier of Time Has swallowed these and their origin, all Dust and fading print strewn and hung in empty halls In melting tomb, unfeeling, thawing Disremembered forgetful hands without purpose, clawing Decaying 'neath cracked unclean panes Decades to centuries toil to fade Unquiet spirits smear, discolor, and stain Bitter and brittle and become Unmade
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Conqueror 14:53
Silence the sound of fear’s discords And gaze upon this gala night Insipid illusion amid pale grey light And we pray for the worm to devour Growing fond of this self-same spot And the circling path to and fro Trained by time to ignore our own cries Like the moans of lepers passed by While far away playing fiercely upon Majestic flutes of grim portent Hordes of entropy rise to disperse On condor wings of invisible woe The cold wind a whining murmured refrain Stark indifference, driving forth without purpose Elemental waste competing with stone and rain To wear away, to disperse, to call forth the wurm In moss covered prison, what hope have we To wipe the dust from our eyes To heed the echoing screams behind To silence the fear, to not be blind?
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Alone with the cold winds Deep within frozen woods a deep dark these woods of isolation I shall call my final home Moon hidden by the fog Bitter depression Hate of life Ravens sing my funeral song My tears rivers flow In grief I shall forever haunt these woods I seek the path in this life In this forest i find it Within the heart of winter I shall leave my mortal shell and be one with the winds of oblivion Fire burns bright as I raise my knife The incision made deep The red blood on white snow I am at my final rest Deep within the cold woods of isolation
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Yearning 12:10
Oh how I yearn For centuries of old Oh I yearn To learn what can't be known Oh how I yearn To reach into the black Oh how I yearn To never wander back Oh how I wish To walk the crimson road Oh how I wish To feel this soul erode Oh how I wish To feel the winds of death Oh how I wish To draw my final breath Oh how I need To reach beyond the light Oh how I need To reach eternal night Oh how I need To suffocate this flame Oh how I need To never be the same Oh how I yearn For centuries of old Oh I yearn To learn what can't be known Oh how I yearn To reach into the black Oh how I yearn To never wander back
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Proud Flesh 06:45

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Recorded, mixed, and hardly produced by Lykos at Suicide-Commander Studios, Summer 2017

Thank you to everyone who contributed to the album, as well as:
Dr. Fish, Ian, Severin, Keith, Mindy, and Joe
Mike Haxen, Sean and Ethan of Witch King
Alex Mooney, Liam, James Maron, Chad, and Rapemachine
Jeremy, Gregg, Dan of Hraesvelgr
And last, but certainly not least, Jeff fucking Ramos and Sanguine Moon
Hail the Cult of the Winter Winds!

Eternally dedicated to Ezra Langston (11/28/77 - 6/10/17)
as well as my father and Vasiliki

"A human destiny, but nothing human inside"
- Dead, "Life Eternal"

credits

released September 30, 2017

Lykos - Guitar, Bass Vocals
Katsantonis - Drums

Satanist - Vocals and Lyrics on 'No Sense in Self Worth'
Bloodfuck - Lyrics on 'Conqueror'
Profanator - Lyrics on 'Woods of Isolation'
Architeuthis - Guitar on 'Proud Flesh'

Cover artwork by Xnyrmumkti

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