Ex Libris
Aesma Daeva
EP • 2005
10 Tracks
Aesma Daeva
EP • 2005
This track is instrumental.
In her name you sacrifice Embrace my art Love let me go In her name, cruel goddess touch Embrace my song, thy wind, thy womb Virginal steps to be born Embrace this flesh I need to know Under dark moon wolf-skin throne Flowered thy nymphs Let flow thy womb I don't need anyone I don't love anyone Away washed in velvet tide I tremble as I kiss your shores I lay upon endless sands Worship a voice beyond my own On the plains of Nysa I die; When I arise, I mourn alone Your love fails me far from home Embrace my art, Love let me go I don't need anyone I don't love anyone Artemis, please be kind to me My own wolves savage' devour me Artemis, please be kind to me My own wolves cruel' devour me
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Unchain me... Upon the lake, upon the windless water Swim down to me, beautiful bird Mercy, stay not forever out of reach I hear, I hear your evening song Watered in blood in which I sink and drown In flesh and by shackled flora bound Feed the ache of this exile's alien song I hear, I hear your evening song Spirit bird, unbind my withered limbs And cut me from this torment Unchain me Mercy, don't abandon me Arrayed in pearl, blushing illuminate Deep wounds, vast seas that rack and crush Moonlight upon my throat Tempest black I suffer your endless song Here I choke Replume, refire, ravage my unholy ghost My heavenly mate, flaming bright Bloat and cry out, flame in the infinite For all the world spirit furnace
This track is instrumental.
Dona eis, Domine: Et lux perpetua luceat eis Et lux perpetua luceat eis Te decet hymnus, Deus, in Sion Et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem: Et lux perpetua luceat eis Et lux perpetua luceat eis
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
Confucius and you are both dreams And I am a dream myself Tomorrow a wise man may explain Tomorrow might not ever be I am desolate Cannot be consolate My desperation consequent A life was consecrate Her beauty delicate Her eyes innocent Confucius and you are both dreams And I am a dream myself Tomorrow a wise man may explain Tomorrow might not ever be
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
The sun grows cold in the western sky And earlier and earlier The sun submits to the moon's rise And after a summer of sorrow I embrace myself for a moment of despair Every day, death's hand grips me so much tighter And my mistakes are frozen in my mind Even though I've often questioned why he has placed me here I never had the motivation to challenge him I once had a name but you have forgotten it I still have a face, one you could never forget Pale white and cold with sedation in my eyes Where there was once life I seem to be more machine than man Now a shadow of what I used to be With murder in my eyes and malice in my heart I drop the final curtain on the bloodiest of tragedies I quiver and shake with my remorse As I head back into the storm from which I was born Now I know what it means to be alone Oh, I know what it means to be so cold A lonely assassin with no place to go A lonely assassin with no place to call home A lonely assassin with no place to call his own
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
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