Kwintessens
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
Its slender frame felt like barren stone inside a black covering, hovering above the horizon Drone of death Drone of creation The whole form expressing only will and power It was soon lost to sight, manifesting growth The birth of life The end of all Drone of creation Drone of death No signs of human feeling Heavy leaden curtains covering all physical fatigue and mental suffering Hide away in your den I will be retreating It will be advancing Like a serpent of material life seeking to devour its children Taking unto itself wings to fly into the dryness of the eternal desert The shadow was that of a vault A protestation of the prophetic spirit life Condemning the east and west Blackness surrounding all I read it in the figure, gleaming in darkness I can feel it drawing near – deep vaults, closing doors Gathering and boring down from the fathomless shadows Hopeless we are, fighting behemoths Becoming a monster, a receiver Penetrating the core Finding destruction Into the labyrinth, in hardness against themselves Becoming a monster, a receiver Drone of creation Drone of death Into the labyrinth I go In hardness against themselves and against others Turning inwards, gathering the strength for self-conquest
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Digging into the soil The manifested madness showing us remarkable quests May thy be those goals During our stay between the grinding wheels of the great design our souls crushed between the teeth Flesh reduced to rags Pierced through all possibilities and plunged into the abyss Time will be reversed Too much to suffer Lost in the depths of our pain Consciousness faded The black hole will be the last to be seen Natural laws will not apply Idiosyncrasy Not one piercing eye Not one prophetic clear view Not one prophetic clear view Over our nightly executioners This hunger for perfection flooding our eyes A demon in disguise Look at the omnipotent one Grey, meager, and bent Ready to be cut down by scythe and fire The essence made our hearts shrivel No prayer from the west nor from the east could save you from your megalomania Instead of wandering in dreams, intoxicated by chants and incense Prowling and yearning You will die Strung out in that rich embrace The real commencement of the body of god This earthly commandment This earthly commandment
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025