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Shamash Chained
01:55
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(instrumental)
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Siafu
03:44
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The crawling kingdom hunts
No thoughts, purest instinct
All-consuming waves of blood
Strip bare the filth
Never stop, never stop
Always feed
Invade, they seize control
Burrow, they’re deep within
The jaws that never cease
Crawling in the dark
Crawl, crawl
Tendrils seek more
Armies robbing dead
Robbing piece by piece
Building bone to castle walls
Flowing hungry blood
Smaller, smaller
Everything I breathe
Control what I see
The blood against me
The waves of hunger flow
I am no more
Let them consume
Crawling in the dark
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Empty Hunger
03:20
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Quiet plague that bites my soul
Cry out that no one hears
Lift my to the world of change
From walls’ unfeeling gaze
Winds and tears from other eyes
I’ve lost the sense of knowing
The frozen gods abandoned us
We seek to find the way
Grab my neck and rip my throat
And whisper golden lies
Shifting maze, choking face
The caverns scream control
Wander in the statue’s gaze
Who speak, but hear no words
Brick by brick erodes to dust
And set to the winds
Wander in my terror
Find no other soul
Lines cascade upon my face
I’m lost, but I am one
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Bardo
03:21
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Endless, turning wheel
Gnawing of the dead
Gnawing of the dead ideal
And spinning with no end
Flaying rotten flesh to build
A city draped in skin
A slow decay of life now joins
The blood of solemn wealth
Silver pools of moonlight, hush
Beyond our fallen reach
On skin cities, we are lost
May we shed the putrid meat
Forward to the bridge of gods
A different, tainted flesh
Turning wheel, now breaking free
Movement unto change
Rotting kings, drive loyal tombs
The massive, writhing yes
Transform from the chains of flesh
Ascend, the mind of steel
Falling dust returns to breathe
Decrepit self remains
I left my form of hated blood
And fear for my return
No more joy is draped in flesh
The broken wheel is still
And all the skin has died, it falls
Of rebirth at its end
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The Dead Dream
05:06
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The dead dream
The dead dream of us
Our fears, wet dreams
They build and build
The towers that surround
Repeating worlds of veils
Crypts of illusion filled
Of hanging, grinning fools
And the silence of the sun
Speak now the words
Call to the outer moons
Prepare my mind
Leave behind the tired fog
And join in absolute
Death, remove my barrier to dream
May I walk upon the wind
And hear echoes of the souls
May I wake to find the world has left
And hear the dead repeat
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My Eyes Have Seen You
03:06
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My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
Stand in your door
Meet inside
Show me some more
Show me some more
Show me some more
My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
Free from disguise
Gazing on a city under
Television skies
Television skies
Television skies
My eyes have seen you
My eyes have seen you
Eyes have seen you
Let them photograph your soul
Memorize your alleys
On an endless roll
Endless roll...
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Solar Crown
04:59
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(instrumental)
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Clutch of Mammon Minneapolis, Minnesota
Clutch of Mammon is a one-man black-doom thing. There's probably some psychedelic in there too. I like my metal cold and slightly unpleasant.
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