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Furnace of Sleep

from Diablerie by Mortuus

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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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from Diablerie, released June 14, 2022

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