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Desiccation

by Tardigrad

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sachavonkarl74 Belgian not only make awesome chocolate, but really great death metal as well, as Tardigrad is demonstrating here !! This is not to be confused with the black metal Swiss band Tardigrada, here is more melodic death metal. Brutal, guttural voice, but melodic guitar work with relentless drumming, but not only fast tempos, there is a nice mix of groovy mid-tempo sections keeping things interesting! See for ex. Blackened Faith and Ether Void. Favorite track: Blackened Faith.
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1.
Soul Streak 04:18
All lost in a liar state Mouths covered as we salivate Anesthesia, alienate Ghost walking to the final crate All blind to the Other’s gate We’re passing through an enforced fate Catatonia, misleading faith Digging our holes fostered by hate Pressure, failure For this plague, no sign of a cure Anguish, anger Towards a cult of ever more This zeitgeist is an endless rape Timeless locus we desecrate We sacrifice our lives on the altar of avarice Dead ride fast, hear them howling An icing sound rolling through the wind Thunder shatters the surroundings The veil is pierced – the mind is crumbling Dead ride fast in a soul streak Seizing eyes and reaping the weak The horn has blown hounds are tracking Soon enough you’ll join the hunting Numbed by comfort We forgot from where we came Concrete and greed Replaced teeth for us to feed Blinded, deafened To their cries from beyond the grave Rabid and tortured Wildness to release the slaves
2.
First of All 05:20
From the limbo rises a familiar complaint Turning into an infernal choir A funeral oration to mock a fate without flavor Endless cackling gives rhythm to the butchering of extinguished souls A last howl torn from the life of a fool. The wings of Icarus were not the loophole For the true path to follow was always from below Deep in the maze resounds the call of the Great Mother Between her lips is the true way out. Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons. Thus in pain and earth they were bound Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon From seeds to bones From womb to grave From renewal to sempiternal death Archaic and fundamental art Practiced by watchers on the threshold With one of their hand they create With the other they annihilate Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons. Thus in pain and earth they were bound Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon. From seeds to bones From womb to grave From renewal to sempiternal death From the limbo rises a familiar complaint Turning into an infernal choir A funeral oration to mock a fate without flavor Endless cackling gives rhythm to the butchering of extinguished souls A last howl torn from the life of a fool. Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons. Thus in pain and earth they were bound Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon. From seeds to bones From womb to grave From renewal to sempiternal death
3.
Resound their devout songs Their eyes burned by the cataclysm They implore a broken being To send them a haloed answer Suddenly a whisper is heard Which turns into a crescendo of laughter The clamor turns into fear For the void has answered their prayers From the abyss Black fire purifies Lies woven into their faces Prideful idiocy as ornament Is reduced to ashes Stigma of the night’s embrace No need for eyes to see For the entrails start to speak Their reality collapses Blackened will be their new faith Amidst an open grave Their cries begin to fade Regrowth of the shade Night brings down the blade Death has become a stranger neglected and a scorned respect A truncated divine quest The truth of a cycle harshly thrown A hateful catechism Spewed by treacherous tongues Has been drunk to the dregs By hollow souls It has now been silenced By a purer language A chthonian emanation An unhealthy incarnation From the abyss Black fire purifies Lies woven into their faces Prideful idiocy as ornament Is reduced to ashes Stigma of the night’s embrace No need for eyes to see For the entrails start to speak Their reality collapses Blackened will be their new faith Amidst an open grave Their cries begin to fade Regrowth of the shade Night brings down the blade
4.
Ether Void 04:48
« He who sees through the shadow body of things and into the flaming night of the images. He himself is destiny. He himself is Gorgonic dread”. (Ludwig Klages) A man haunted by Night itself! His eyes seized by the hidden ones He crawls out of perdition grounds He walks now without his crown Howling truth of the Hinterland Harbinger of the deepest fear That strikes the hearts of the rotted ones A trail of blood leads monstrous things To a feast – a sinister communion Dissection of the ego – dissolution of a hero Till nausea devoured and spit out to the ether void He who sees through the shadow body of things and into the flaming night of the images. He himself is destiny. He himself is Gorgonic dread A man haunted by night itself! His eyes seized by the hidden ones He crawls out of perdition grounds He walks now without his crown Howling truth off the Hinterland Harbinger of the deepest fear That strikes the hearts of the rotted ones A trail of blood leads monstrous things To a feast – a sinister communion Dissection of the ego – dissolution of a hero Till nausea devoured and spit out to the ether void INHALE – EXHALE – UNBIND – MONSTROUS – SOUL Now inhale, exhale, liberate – your – monstrous – souls
5.
A sentence comes from the night, Promise of an absolute fright, The putrid breath of a hunter, Awakes unspeakable terror, A shiver along the spine, Wide-eyed the prey start to whine, Reminiscence of a horror, Inflicted by ancient predators. Suffocate - no reprieve allowed, Sutured mouth oozing endless rancor, As the blade slits open the tumor Exposing an unbearable truth, Deft hand dissection of a master, A mark is left by the night haunter. Monotonous existence, Punctuated by mediocrity, A long flight without flavor, Docile cattle destined for slaughter, A dull syphoned landscape, Theater of a grim parade, Herd deprived of brilliance, Docile cattle destined for slaughter, The meager hope of salvation, A prayer towards a fallen angel, A final epiphany, Emphasized by the purest cruelty. Suffocate - no reprieve allowed, Sutured mouth oozing endless rancor, As the blade slits open the tumor Exposing an unbearable truth, Deft hand dissection of a master, A mark is left by the night haunter. A sentence comes from the night, Promise of an absolute fright, The putrid breath of a hunter, Awakes unspeakable terror, A shiver along the spine, Wide-eyed the prey start to whine, Reminiscence of a horror, Inflicted by ancient predators.
6.
Desiccation 03:47
Let it rise, all shall rot A vile desecration Of the body and soul A trip to the desolation, land of the ghouls Billions of drowsy worms Crawling into your skull They desiccate every ounce of creation Defile Exile This worthless lie Pathetic excuse for a life Corrupt Disrupt Watch it erupts In blissful agony and disgust oin us in this dance of death! Swallow this damned host Smile and pay the cost Vulgar human compost Soil for the great work of a sick god! Buried with despair All drenched in fever Praise the mad gardener Crone of the night The Lord of blight! Miasmas of pestilence Profane incense The sweet, corrupted smells now run on the lands Join the funeral march To the sound of the bells Ringing always seven times the knell Defile Exile This worthless lie Pathetic excuse for a life Corrupt Disrupt Watch it erupts In blissful agony and disgust Join us in this dance of death! Swallow this damned host Smile and pay the cost Vulgar human compost Soil for the great work of a sick god! Buried with despair All drenched in fever Praise the mad gardener Crone of the night The Lord of blight!

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