Twisting wisdom for splendor
As rivers shall thy tears flow
Strength and joy cease to be and you groan, exasperated
Isolated
Laden with chains that cut the skin and grind the bone
An embracing of ash, to kiss the dust and say, "this is my newfound rest"
You wove fabrics of sin to ensnare me
To hang by my neck as a yoke and to harden my spirit against You
Besieged with hopelessness for there is no salvation for the angels
We could never return home
Flesh withers from all sight and every hidden bone protrudes
Waste away like a garment devoured by moths
A stairway built unto the sun
Crumbling beneath her rays
Shriveling beneath her light
Lament this ending
Cast below where utter despair resides
A maze of tunnels without lights
Eyes widened in terror for this is the fate set in stone before my first breath
Crying in the abyss
Wading in flame
Know your death hath come
Cling your palms and pray for dismay
Let your troubled soul be still and want not
As you bask in a shrouded sun, may My will be done
Hold to your transgressions for they all are you have
And tend to your open wounds for no other can
Thou be damned
I don't really like black metal much. But... this is pitched far enough from the archetypes of the genre that I can actually enjoy it as the beautiful piece of progressive metal that it is. Lethologica82
I'm not sure bands like Death, Morbid Angel, Mayhem (OLD) or Darkthrone ever quite imagined something like this... Extreme metal has come a very long way, and albums such as this one are not only amazing in and of themselves, but likely also hint at a very strange future for metal indeed... dyingstarsinmyeyes