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Schammasch: "Hearts Of No Light" – 2019

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Schammasch: "Hearts Of No Light" – 2019

Композиции:

  1. Winds That Pierce The Silence
  2. Ego Sum Omega
  3. A Bridge Ablaze
  4. Qadmon's Heir
  5. Rays Like Razors
  6. I Burn Within You
  7. A Paradigm Of Beauty
  8. Katabasis
  9. Innermost, Lowermost Abyss

Лирика

1. Winds That Pierce The Silence

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2. Ego Sum Omega

The fathoms of truth are where darkness is deep
And triumphant over ideal and intellect
Mesmerizing, paralyzing spirals of fear
They become relief, spirit, and belief
Skulls ascend high heaven's eye
Death will receive, drowning pride in grief,
Birth will come and tears will dry

Rather hear the ones carrying hearts of no light
For but insects feed on stigmata

They did fall in reverse
And speak their truth in secrecy, with whispered voices, thousandfold
As willfully blindfolded eyes might give weight to the paradox
Some would do well contemplating
The faceless and shapeless state of equilibrium

Learn, while skin dissolves, to deliberate upon the thrice-lettered word
For that which shelters, adulterates, revolves in
Circles like moths to the flame
To perpetuate the waters transpicuous and shallow
So no one and nothing could ever drown in such constrictive seas

Insignificance becomes breathable
Even when perceived as an ocean,
For unconscious focus persists
Until the I becomes a sunken city,
Ruins hidden in the cold vast dark

It is through the gaze of the eye,
That a face loses substance,
Becomes stripped of all expression
Until there is nothing left to hold on to, maintaining but bones and spirit,
Thus essence is cleared of all false constructs,
And towers of radiant unidentity emerge
From underneath the cloudy surface to unfold in splendour
And on top there is a crown enthroned,
Made out of the remains of one million destroyed personas
Forming omega

3. A Bridge Ablaze

Carefully did she choose
Where her feet would gain further ground,
Each step an extension of the idea
Behind the symbolical trumpet.

Behind her, closely, a growing trail of golden flames,
Ready to consume the bridge, that was just being crossed
By her who commands both dawn and dusk, in its entirety,
Leaving but a skeleton of stone.

Upon reaching the end said bridge, now groaning
Under the pressure of impending death, she turns her head
For one last view of, not the piece of work that is about
To face its certain end, but the land that lies behind it,
And for just one second
A gleam of content flashes up in her eyes.

And so she marches on.

4. Qadmon's Heir

And we did pray for the rising tide
To swallow our daughters and sons
For the rotten to spread out their seed
While we built this kingdom
And crowned our kings

And we did pray for dystopia, searing the flesh of the earth
Under the flag of brightening word and ideal

Creation's crowning glory, standing strong and proud
It may be blind but blessed
In itself dead but living

And we are indeed dead but breathing
And we are indeed without eyes

Abound of desire we're stumbling ahead
To the pulse of malignant intent
In glorious unconsciousness
Feverishly sweeping towards the sole mountain

And we are indeed dead but breathing

And we did come to harvest the ashes,
To claim what we saw, what is rightfully ours
To defile, to rebuild, to beguile, to be spilled and
Exiled, for at least our betrayal's worthwhile

And we did come to praise the forsaken,
To hallow our truth, to defy death itself
To oppress, to resort, to confess, to distort,
To obsess what remains, for our reign has come forth

And we did come to harvest the ashes,
And we did come to claim what is rightfully ours
And we did come to defile the temple
For our reign is resort

And we did come to praise the forsaken
And we did come to hallow our truth
And we did come obsess what remains
For our reign has come forth

5. Rays Like Razors

Stare into my heart
With rays like razors
Cutting my eyes into half
And see these depths in devastating order

When transgression is reached
There is nothing I cannot see, nor hear, nor feel
And my body is closed to the foreign void of reason
As if I'd never be part of what is called "state-of-the-art"

Let us cease to exist when we hear your voice
Let us cease to exist when we see your light
Let us cease to exist when we feel your love

Let us close this body now

These fires beyond death will never rise again

I am gone, but still remaining here
For when I close myself, I am open too
To a reality turned upside down

Vision surrenders to the coldhearted truth of form
In solitude we conspire
In close-mouthed tongues we confess
Determined to hear the crackling and crumbling of hearts again

Pierce my heart with your rays

6. I Burn Within You

You speak from dark corners
Where we find ourselves in
When hours are drifting from above the sky
In your domain, time is dissolved,
Leaving but liquid that dances, radiant with none
And your words echo in our mind
Not among bones and flesh
But within darkness that hides beneath our eyelids
Where we find our true self
Revealing not one spark of your enigma
Yet there are hints of your presence within all that we do
So engrave your sign into the surface of our spheres

Penetrating principles of disgust with two golden arrows
Dipped in a psychedelic serum
One to answer for my unknowing and one for my clarity
A pure portion of electric venom
Scraping my face off this wall
Scraping my face off this wall
A non-dual facet, blunt in sustain

Endangered species come to life
Drawing sketches of a human being
Parading barefoot over broken glass

Through the mental jungle with the eyes of a lion
Tentacled patterns open up and divine communion unfolds
And I realize the absolute nothing

Maybe I'm to burn forever
And I was meant to burn for you
For my ascent was vain endeavor
A lament that you withdrew
Inner sense to seed your curse
Forming paths to see transcendence
As you'd accent a fate so obverse
With a fuse that burns from twice ends

Enigmatic scheming
I burn within you
In ecstatic dreaming
You are all around me
Enigmatic scheming
You burn within me
In ecstatic dreaming
Your flames surround me

7. A Paradigm Of Beauty

You rose
You were born
You rose like the sun and the devil
You were born from the none as the rebel
From all gods you're the one in which I revel
And tenthousand art will feed on you

You rose like the sun and the devil
You were born from the none as the rebel
From all gods you're the one in which I revel
And tenthousand art will feed on you

You are a paradigm of beauty
In the midst of burning ruins
Your light was never seen before
You gave me everything and more
Everything and more

8. Katabasis

From the mountains of fire to one
From Elysian fields to the sun
Within streams of corruption you'll come
From the covertly choir to none

You're the pulse of a lifelong ordeal
You're the vice I can hardly conceal
Within dreams of irruption you'll heal
And what's illusive again shall be real

I follow you down
The path into the fire
I follow you down
The path of vain desire
I follow you down
The path that brings us higher
I follow you down
The path to your empire

Where ever you lead will be my destination
No questions be asked nor answers be given
As long as I'm free or dogmatic stagnation
I shall be your vessel forever unshriven

And deep were the caverns and mazes we crossed
And deep will be what lies ahead of us now
As seen through the eyes of the one that is lost
There are no restrictions that you can allow

Within this labyrinth the blind are
The blessed and the blessed shall be blinded eventually
For temptation is present in all that
We hear and feel in all that we see

None will be free from the oath of conviction
Not one shall secede from this joyful addiction
For the chains of the many are chance to the few
And even fewer, if any, will find a way through

Speaking works that deceive
Every man is an abyss

9. Innermost, Lowermost Abyss

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