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AETHEREUS - Leiden 2x12"
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• Leiden Variant | Red inside Tan with Color Splatter (100 copies worldwide)
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It is not death that I desire,
but the death of all things
From the depths of the abyssal expanse,
Cries of agony erupt
I, I cannot breathe, I cannot see
I have no mouth and now I cannot feed
All senses have fled, I have grown numb
The skein unravels as all is undone
Egocentrism was perpetuated through my indoctrination
By their will, the skeptics are silenced
A nullification of the ramifications
Of my existence
The spark of eternity fades as the gateway closes
The fragility of existence melts away
And is replaced with visions of desolation
Pallid and devoid of meaning,
Its foreboding depths beckon me
I, the subservient specter
Forever languishing in the shadows of endless night
Spat forth from the naught only to be returned
To the nothingness from whence I came
Shunted to the chasmic depths, I am imprisoned,
Held captive within the null space
Condemned to haunt the internal vacuity
Of the flesh that abandoned me
The foul convulsions of my captors,
Vile echoes across the vast emptiness
I scream into the nebulous void
My mouth opens and closes but says nothing
A distressed fiend crying for the form it left behind
Futile cries of a desperate tongue that will receive the gift of naught
A voiceless aberration quelled by its own avarice
Within our eternal collective, you will
dwell forever
Their gifts were never meant for you
You shall not
recur again
Recoil at the guiding hand
for it leads towards unending damnation
Take heed as you descend,
there are no allies within this world
As it was from the moment of birth,
you are worthless and will be forever without
Your meaningless quest for purpose is over
You are exactly where you belong
Crushed by the unyielding
Weight of the innumerable eons collapsing, coalescing
in the molding of a violent covenant In the space between,
Confined in this state, you shall wither into obscurity
Sepulchered in a maelstrom of self-loathing, you shall endure
You will not persevere, there is no respite from your penance
Deranged from vicious punishment, I relent as they
revel in their sinister machinations
I submerge myself into the pools of the mind
And drown in the depths of isolation
The light recedes obscuring my vision,
But there is no longer anything to see
There will be no return to singularity,
This will never end I am forever alone
Feckless weakling
Recoil at the guiding hand
for it leads towards unending damnation
Take heed as you descend,
there are no allies within this world
As you were from the moment of birth,
you are worthless and will be forever without
Your meaningless quest for purpose is over
You are exactly where you belong
A frivolous thought
Inconsequential byproducts tangentially bound
There is no value in life All will behold the dawn of the new cycle
We are all worthless spectators
I, who was first cut from our mother, should have faded long ago
It is my death that they desired, so why do I still linger?
You stripped away my form Relieve me of this paroxysm of thought
I do not wish to be anymore Return me to the void
This deviation was preordained and existed because I am,
But I have been plucked from the recurrent and can no longer be
Within a ravenous tomb of gore and bone,
Withdrawn into the core of the undying I am nothing
Into the depths of madness, I must now retreat
Deep beneath the flesh, I whisper in repeat
I am alone, adrift upon infinite seas
Condemned to drown forever in my suffering
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First WTF was google music actually throwing something good into my feed.
Second WTF was everything every goddamn member of this band does. This and the previous album have been on repeat for weeks. All other music tastes like diet water. Help. Gruso
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