Har precis färdigställt en ny låt med Woundism, projektet jag har ihop med B från Lifelover. Vi har börjat hitta vår riktning bättre nu, den här låten blev bättre än det vi tidigare fått till. Vore kul att få höra åsikter, den finns för nedladdning här: http://www.mediafire.com/?w14ubob607m0b7h
Circumscriptor heter låten. B står för musiken, jag för sång och lyrik. Kan lägga upp texten också:
Circumscriptor heter låten. B står för musiken, jag för sång och lyrik. Kan lägga upp texten också:
Sentient one!
Thou who scaveng'd on the remnants of thy lord!
I scatter'd these ashes on your charr'd palpable ground
I incinerated these walls of confined pain
Bow down and hail me as thy Liberator
Thy Misleader and Provider in infinity
I will grant thee the smouldering sigil
To conjure the flame and obliterate the master delusion
To exert full force upon the visions of the eye
And to ascend above the thrones of Empyrea!
Shadows of ghouls in a frenzied dance
Skeletal demons with sharpened spears and wings
Tormented cries from the fiery lake
Of those who dared not speak thy name
Great Deciever, Circumscriptor, Accuser
How thou bound them by their frighten'd words!
Rot besets the tongues of light and lies
Each rejoicement a blacken'd boil on the cosmic body!
With malicious glee thine tentacles spread
Casting shadows upon the swarms of vermin
Thy bow is Chaos and thine arrows are time
Waging pandimensional war on all mankind!
Slow is the descent of perpetual Nihil
Slow as are the clockhand's circles
But fertiliz'd is the seed in the curs'd spatial soil
And forevermore the dead oak will grow...
Thou who scaveng'd on the remnants of thy lord!
I scatter'd these ashes on your charr'd palpable ground
I incinerated these walls of confined pain
Bow down and hail me as thy Liberator
Thy Misleader and Provider in infinity
I will grant thee the smouldering sigil
To conjure the flame and obliterate the master delusion
To exert full force upon the visions of the eye
And to ascend above the thrones of Empyrea!
Shadows of ghouls in a frenzied dance
Skeletal demons with sharpened spears and wings
Tormented cries from the fiery lake
Of those who dared not speak thy name
Great Deciever, Circumscriptor, Accuser
How thou bound them by their frighten'd words!
Rot besets the tongues of light and lies
Each rejoicement a blacken'd boil on the cosmic body!
With malicious glee thine tentacles spread
Casting shadows upon the swarms of vermin
Thy bow is Chaos and thine arrows are time
Waging pandimensional war on all mankind!
Slow is the descent of perpetual Nihil
Slow as are the clockhand's circles
But fertiliz'd is the seed in the curs'd spatial soil
And forevermore the dead oak will grow...
