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Diablerie

by Mortuus

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Sugammadex
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Sugammadex There is something particularly captivating in Mortuus's predatory groove, which moves at a pace glacial enough to allow tonal comprehension as siren-song, and yet fast enough to unwittingly commandeer the basal ganglia as an acoustically traveling Naegleria Fowleri. Intelligent, Complicated, Sophisticated and Innovative. It forces corporeal engagement, which, alas, black metal should not do. Search for a band even remotely similar to Mortuus and you will fail by default.
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mourner I wish I'd have looked earlier for Mortuus here on bandcamp. The midtempo black metal of Mortuus feels ritualistic and is deeply sophisticated. Every release by them (unfortunately there are only few) is a work of art. Favorite track: In Graves Remote even the worthless have a Meaning.
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an icon of doubt was centered upon the altar can you recall how you adored the nails in his feet? how you bowed and kneeled in reverence before the hangman when god was dangling lifeless from the taut rope? spadefuls of soil were fed to throats athirst for life and deep into the black earth we sank the sword of upheaval cut open the throat of Imanu'el a breach in the structures of reason at the first light of the black sun I can recall how we soaked ourselves in ecstasy dancing to the sound of blood making its way through the dirt below determined to alter the stream, we poured poison into the past disrupting the roots of fate, numbing the tongue of god the shield of glass was quietly trembling soon to be shattered into null the frail timbre of a rusting world is the prelude to Saṃsāra's end where three roads met, a light flickered in the liminal we inhaled the soot, drunk on thick brimstone in the numinous horror, the austere man appeared answering to that illicit prayer with a key to the deep abyss an unusual fluid soaked the penal bond written with blood in lieu of a seal
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Diablerie 09:04
where do you turn when the crossroads end? what quenches that thirst when the blood has run dry? when the son of man is stripped down to bare bones and the holy abandons their shelters of faith our vestal fire burns neath their communion our sinister ethos an undercurrent of their core the prayers of the pious are but broken calls stripped naked of substance, soaked in heresies threefold is the foul formulae read out loud in hallowed disquietude threefold is the compelling denial the forbidden key for the arch-fiend to intrude Lucifer, Beelzebub, Astaroth Lilith, Naamah, Agrat, Isheth Zennanim enter ye here, enter ye now transform the world we knew to ash and fire the stranger light impregnates the nadis a woeful fire in the center of our hearts henbane and wormwood lies thick the air as the fiend-child is planted in the sterile womb the silent tyrant enters the shadow of a shadow made flesh the threshold cracks open at the feat of the beast as we drink the poison draught of Lilith threefold is the foul formulae threefold are the trapdoors to the nightside ark threefold is the compelling denial the forbidden key for the arch-fiend to intrude Lucifer, Beelzebub, Astaroth Lilith, Naamah, Agrat, Isheth Zennanim enter ye here, enter ye now transform the world we knew to ash and fire
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the heritage of cunning bloodlines accursed blood in ponds of living water we call upon the stranger horrors To breach the shelter, breach the threshold! the intruders hearken; they enter as legion spirits of the Other past the vantage point of God we call upon the stranger horrors to breach the shelter, breach the threshold forever! we are reaching the point where darkness will steer the act of becoming we are breaching the line where darkness tears holes in the web to the Other come forth as dictatorial hangmen divine breach their shelter, breach their threshold! escort the offering into the silence of myth shine as beacons of light in emotionless intellects come forth! reek of blood and naked bones in graves remote even the worthless have a meaning we call upon the stranger horrors breach the shelter, breach the threshold forever! ”What has decayed should perish decently.” - Austin Osman Spare
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blood is the morning dew of the new aeon the drought of the monad has come to its end our world is a field of graves mirrored in the iris of Nox we turn our backs to the fire and walk into the dark neither here nor hereafter will their songs resound neither here nor hereafter will the sea restrain its roar neath the movement of the Logos Satan harvests, Moloch sows in the restless undercurrent the numen of the broken other ignites the veiled black star we turn our backs to the fire and walk into the dark neither here nor hereafter will their songs be sung neither here nor hereafter will the sea restrain its roar neither here nor hereafter will the dervishes dance neither here nor hereafter will the sea restrain its roar below the ruins of the tower the dark initiatrix stands proud and tall a lamp is lit from within the tomb as semen fills the blood-soaked womb blood is the morning dew of the new aeon the lyncher of Saturn tightens the hangman's knot the fate of all is bound in thirteen fatal coils we turn our backs to the fire and walk into the dark neither here nor hereafter will their songs resound neither here nor hereafter will the sea restrain its roar

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Written and performed by J.Kvarnbrink and M.Hinze

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released June 14, 2022

Released by W.T.C / www.w-t-c.org

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