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Visions
22:14
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The woman screamed to the rhythm of the writhing creature
a parturient chaos befell her milky figure
The room was still but for the spasmodic human
and the man with goat's feet hung around his neck
"Save my boy and spare me I plead"
"For what is my life if he were born dead"
The sweat beaded and rushed over her face
and the man gave her an offer
"A life of true sight without health"
grimacing as he held her gripping hand
The room fell, swallowed into a vortex
In her final breath she nodded, and he sliced her stomach
In that moment a demon opened its eyes
then stared into the babe's future
it bittered everything he would come to love
and showed him its vision
Aged he tread the earth bestowed
The calls and the visions imbued his soul
The flowers burned at his feet
Nightmarish beings surrounded him
He forever asked for peace
It pelted him with anguish and fear
The man with the goat's feet was by his side
guiding over him in expectation
The demon's will filtered through his body
It ate at him and crusted his being
for he was a child of curse
and death followed his every step
He remained nameless and he would not speak
but motioned in a slumberous dance
a beggingness that penetrated
and united all around him
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Time Is Lost
25:52
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Deafening silence grows stronger
I must fill the void
The gentle glowing hands
Guide my inner journey
It speaks in riddles
Forked tongues twist
Telling me things
I wish not to hear
Like the coming of time
The birth of a cosmos
The roots of a tree
and the end of suffering
Particles spiral in my vision
morphing from shape to shape
In it I met myself
and lost all others
Waning threnodies echo
A storm begins to brew
The pulse of the heart
Will thunder internally
An epoch of rhythm
Confined by flesh
A beat made by one
Is felt by many
Its tendrils wrap
And constrict the pain
The Ever Gods of time
Thrust the spear of light
Into all minds
Into all existence
The ringing is pure
It summons the silence
A burgeoning pitter
begins falling on ears
A witch's bones
A phantasm's dance
A demon's gurgle
An elder's sigh
A snake rests coiled
eating away its tail
In its scales I tread
Through all the years
In the past and future
In the living and dead
I shed my skin
And drink the air
I reach for the stars
while holding the earth
Towards an ageing resistance
I forget my stories
As a warm day
And a cold night
Blankets over my soul
Covering the misshapen
The obscure and familiar
The time is lost
For once colour emanates
Fractal patterns explode
The shadow of the sun dial
Is spinning violently
A celestial choir
Roars with my fury
It will begin again
And sweetly I slumber
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We are a Melbourne-based duo of musicians who play a unique blend of doom metal that draws influence from sludge, funeral doom, drone and numerous genres outside of metal.
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