We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Messiah

by Gravenchalice

supported by
Herman
Herman thumbnail
Herman I can't tell their allegiance, but that's alright. It kicks ass.
porcelainheart-
porcelainheart- thumbnail
porcelainheart- I've been following this band since Samael, it's interesting to see the direction they're going with this. Religious black metal that isn't obnoxious or over-the-top, with techniques straight out of DsO's playbook. Favorite track: Husks.
MJ
MJ thumbnail
MJ This just gets better with each spin. Also one of the few Christian (?) acts I support, mainly because they’re coy about it (as I am about my faith), and also their approach is more archetypal/mythopoetic than most of these fundie morons who shall remain nameless. Plus, they’re just so goddamned talented (oops). Hail Mary, full of grace… Favorite track: Heavens Blotched With Ichor.
more... more...
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $3 USD  or more

     

  • T-Shirt/Shirt + Digital Album

    Printed on classic Gildan tees.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Messiah via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $18 USD or more 

     

1.
Judgment 04:40
Commencing judgment: The trumpeters' soliloquy resonating across the brewing monsoon In requiem of days yet to come My vehement breath shreds the veil betwixt heaven and earth Revealing spherical wisdoms Memoirs of being penned into crumbling scripture The tablature of the choirs who sing discord The blessed nativity births redemption and ruin A scourged Messiah
2.
Seven days of endless time Death of one bestowing life From viscera form the orbs divine Chiaroscuros sanctified Crack the skull and drain the mind So seas may fill and empty skies From sinew sewn comes imitation Yet consummation breeds condemnation An immaculate misconception In Gethsemane, I pray "Not My will but Yours alone" The process of rebirth brimmed with searing pain Torn from the womb to be cleansed by acid rain Melting skin, revealing bone Brought before My Father's throne Peeling eyelids lest they fall into blindness for even a moment And threaten to disobey For what then shall remain of our design but concepts of withered frameworks? All pieces together at least for a time All pieces marred in a union fashion Celestial fragments disperse across Elysian fields Every shard within will sing melodies of demise No wonder the flesh clings to breath, a fleeing kite For it was deemed so good that all should die Ensuring the restitution of all things Commence a feast of worms, sprouting decay Thus, as it is with flesh so shall it be with spirit No more is My grumbling Contempt may find not My lips Blood mingles with sweat On My cheek, the betrayer's kiss I AM Betrothed to stave I AM Bonded by nail I know His forsaking On this cross where patterns emerge and revelations near Revealing secrets hidden in the crevice of His heart Visions of Mary scorch the iris Oh, Mother of Martyrs, embrace Me please and never let Me go Though I wail, though I beg release Me from Him
3.
To walk these fields plagued with rust To see the world as it will become Void of life, turning alone Languished and withering Beseeched by soil for their decease Their monuments beside and buried Melding as stone and bone Disintegrate against an unveiled sun Claim to be My equal Yet where were you before the Genesis? Oh, Adam, ye are but a fragile mirror that I AM compelled to destroy Therefore, wait for Me for the day of My indignation Where all shall gather beneath pouring magma And they will be devoured by the fire of My zeal Thus, renewing their anger towards Me A curse consumes the earth My wrath is slow but it doth not fail Whosoever flees the terror is fallen Whosoever climbs the pit is ensnared Brought low and abased They beg for wine They shall come from afar His instruments of derelict By the breath of God By the blast of His anger Many will cry "No, we are perished" On that day the Lord will punish the powers in the heavens above And the kings on the earth below, they will be herded together Like prisoners bound they will be shut up and tortured for many days Dismaying the moon and shaming the sun No more, is the pain of My Mother Whose waning breath vomits molten iron Flooding the earth again, turning every color to a shade of brown Men, women and children piled as one Ye shall fade away Walk these fields plagued with rust, See the world as it becomes void of life Turning alone
4.
Husks 07:38
A cocoon of brooding affliction Soon to emerge via beams of wrath Entombed within this claustrophobic shell A hollow and cruel rendition of the inner self Layers of sin permeate through a fading spirit Mortal tribulation hath determined My position Therefore... Still I walk on beds of thorns Bearing the wounds of Christ A martyr of Impending doom Wandering with shredded eyes In search of keys to ascension Beyond this impure realm May the blood dripping from nailed hands flow into ohr Concentric walls erected Seeping with blight emanating from another side Defend the fruits of divinity drifting between conscious waves Through chains of being Frequencies beyond perception Concealing the sacred realms hidden to men To shed this ethereal skin Ridden with sore and decay To transcend the Vale of Tears Joined with My Father again Absent of sin A glow of blue specter emerging from an open gash Oceans of rot bear down in waves stripping cataclysmic embers Shredding the soles of My feet on jagged soil Where seeds are planted bearing the woods for a crucifix hewn Forms of conscious days of past manifest into emptiness A corpse of one with a thread for a breath Extracted into parchment figures Stumbling into delirious dreams Treading familiar pathways I follow My own footsteps marking the shorelines of red seas Before the memories wither away
5.
A sun like sackcloth and a moon like blood Bend the wretched fig tree All old things hath passed Behold, all is renewed You sent forth Your spirit and I heeded its call To bear the sins of creation as Atlas the firmament Through valleys of mortem I will shepherd them to green pastures Your sheep, who approach in flocks bearing not blessing but stone If you, disciples of Judas so wish to scorn Me, then scourged I AM That callousness may lock your senses Lest you understand and therefore find salvation For who among you is worthy of My sacrifice When even your righteousness is but a filthy rag? I shall withdraw the staleness of My grace from ye transgressors And puke upon you swords for I abhor ye The annulus of life finds closure Bound by the seal of Solomon Stare into the zenith with pupils, infinite Where 4 emblems of time, spheres of the past, align and alight Luna, Stella, Sol and Terra This crimson stains holy robes and falls in pale light A sabotage of creation, of Your holy matrimony Condemn Me Father for My betrayal For You are My witness So quench My thirst Drain the sponge of sour wine Give up My body to sin for man's clay maw to devour As they mock My turmoil, heed not My plea There is no relief lest salvation go awry The figure, arisen before Me is manifested into flesh Returning from transcendental form I evoked the being into existence: ineffable logos Consume and relieve, grant Me ascension to the heights And together we will rend the world anew From the remnants of the former left in ash With this ceremony complete, I call upon the Name of God "YHWH" Come forth into rapture bearing Your gift of searing light
6.
Qliphoth 14:30
Upon a golden trellis, the tree of life climbs As I remain within its twisted roots Entangling My corpse in suffocating martyrdom A life I was eager to forsake Wandering in garden of crucifix Watching the cruxes fall into inversion Such as all descend into perversion An empty tarnished existence The hours become bearers of grief I was never asked to lead the kingdom of salvation Yet it was borne unto Me as a thorny wreath And so shall be this curse until I rid the world of its sin Yet what penance can be given for acts one has not commit? In taking up the sacred knife I take the life of God's only Son A savior in committing divine suicide I leave behind this corporeal burden The price of flesh must be paid in full with the body of the divine So that in decease we may regain paradise From canopies, I descend where briars pierce My skin Graciously spilling the blood of the Lamb Staining flora to autumn shades Heaven reels and the Dove doth descend So My Father sayeth unto Me "This is My Son in Whom I AM pleased" I ascend the tree and watch the husks shatter before Me Racing through unholy timber In journeys through the afterlife I find the reasons for mankind's sin The trees of life and death in bloom Flourishing branches and roots extending forever As above so below Illuminate the transfiguration to raze the field of phantasm And sever the outstretched hand Thus, falling into sleep where salvation is found Unshackling the unholy Qliphoth Dragged to lowland tied to this Triune fate The 9th circle of hell, where Satan himself resides To many a man's bewilderment is not a plane of hellish fire But an eternal lake of ice, where Lucifer sits waist high Thrashing his tattered wings, sending icy winds of searing pain Across the barren landscape where forever sinners lie The likes of Judas, Brutus and Cassius, Faces frozen in horror staring blankly at the void No distraction from their iniquity Only cold, harsh pain In retaliation for what they have done And their tragic misdeeds upon the concept of life

credits

released October 27, 2023

Tillson - Strings, Hymnal, Keys, Vox
Thuamiel - Strings
Lord Gothryd - Strings, Hymnal, Keys

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Gravenchalice Florida

Via Dolorosa

contact / help

Contact Gravenchalice

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Gravenchalice, you may also like: