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[QUOTE="Narcosis:1402536"]solid lyrics, stood out to me on first listen before i metal archive searched them: This road be seldom trod, kept watch by a screech owl with black wings and bloody claws. Through this maze of dead trees it winds as she beckons me, further still, away from where flowers grow. Eternal eclipse of the sun, a black hole, aura of the damned ensorcel the blinded becoming one with the eternal womb Joints creaking, more and more. Unchain me from this whore of life. The choice ain't to sink or swim but to transcend past the cosmos. The crescent wanes. Thinner still in an orb with the trident's might, the glow from the brakeman's lantern gets further and further away. Can you hear the chimes ringing in the distance to the West? Behind that line that's neither earth nor sky orbits derailed in the wake as I ride. Far beyond the last known apogee... Becoming one with the eternal womb Becoming the essence of the shadow wolf the pendulum sways to and fro, soon to finally shatter, this skull shaped bell and release this fire into the night The stench of crepuscular lust permeates in this place of bones where the sun never shines And in that ossuary I met an aghori, cooking a pot of stew over a green and black flame. Such a nice fellow. I'll remember our chat amidst the cairns of skulls where the sanest go insane Joints creaking, more and more. Unchain me from this whore of life. The choice ain't to sink or swim but to transcend past the cosmos. The crescent wanes. Thinner still in an orb with the trident's might, the glow from the brakeman's lantern gets further and further away. Becoming one with the eternal womb Becoming the essence of the shadow wolf the pendulum sways to and fro, soon to finally shatter, this skull shaped bell and release this fire into the night The Stenched of crepuscular lust permeates In this place of bones where the sun never shines And in that ossuary I met an aghori Cooking a pot of stew over a green and black flame such a nice fellow. I'll remember our chat amidst the cairns of skulls where the sanest go insane.[/QUOTE]
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