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Korpse Fyre
01:40
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Cloaks denying all life, chvrch lies!
Imposed vnto men, beast and thing
Horror lies, lvst for thee persist
They took my peasant, beckoning
VVhore I can't resist!
Korpse Fyre
Fellovvs of the bell, from beyond
Deacons of darkness, vvho took her
Korpse fire, desire, I lost
Forbidden qveen, vvretched
Novv, bvrning mist!
Korpse Fyre
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Kardinal Deception
08:47
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The door is heavy, the threshold is crvmbling
To the crypt I stvmbled throvgh the night
Blinded, havnted dread, pain excrvciating
Heaven mvst vnderstand my plight
Behind me the city chvrns, before me the cold damp
None can knovv my goal
Inside my organs bvrn, I have satchel and book in hand
Traverse lost candle-lit sepvlcher
Nothing to gvide my vvay
Dvst of bone and skvll, repvlsive
This is no monastery
This is no monastery!
I lay the chalk, fire, and spell
Hands shaking, this is not for me!
Am I man, beast or thing?
I am trembling
All this for a peasant vvoman
Bvrning, bvrning!
I tvrn to face the vvest, for vvater
I empty my canteen
Bvt darkness insists, vvhich vvay is vvest?!
Svrely the east vvill yield
Spring and air come from thee
I covgh vvith dvst, and knovv not the east
North, I think the vvay I came
Bestovv vpon me earth and cool air!
Have I tvrned to the sovth?
To svmmon fire, fvll moon
I can't see the moon!
I can’t see the moon?!
Longing for the moon!
Kardinal deception
VVhich vvay do I face?
VVhat do I trvst?
Cloak or chalk?
There are no directions novv
No directions novv
All is lost
There is a red glovv in the eyes
It's looking, looking dovvn
My body loses coherence, an orgy of all sensation
Sight smells, Hearing feels
The svvirling is overvvhelming
Hither, thither I am tossed
VVithin these corridors, I am lost!
Forehead, Heart, Shovlder;
Shovlder, shovlder, shovlder
A chronicle forlorn and inadmissible
It is this, to vvhich I am vvlnerable
I open vp for the flavor of svffering
There's a svveet, forbidden intoxication
Slovvly, a crack in the cavern opens
And I ate of the tree
I ate of the tree
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Azimuth
06:04
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Paradyse
10:38
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FALLING
Falling, Orange glovv
I see an Orange glovv
It comes from an opening on the side
It seems a mile avvay
Falling, Green Above
There is a green above
An ancient skvll falls vvith me
From vvhence I came
Falling, Red Belovv
It's all red belovv
Hovvling, pained, incomprehensible hovvling
Svvathes of fire and char
I land softly next to a great vvhite monolith
As tall as movntains it points
A figvre it stands tall
If I vvas to covnt it vvovld be
Six hvndred and sixty feet tall
I ran as far as I covld
Bvg eyed creatvres grasped at my passing
The thvnderovs steps follovved
I am svch a fool
VVhere am I
And next to me, a man vvas stvck in a tree
A body erect, bvt vpside dovvn
In a hole
The orange glovv is pvlsing menacingly
Grovving dimmer, dimmer, dimmer
Is this hell?
Black portals in the air
Shimmering figvres
Black draped shapes
Svvooping dovvnvvard
VVhich vvay is north?!
VVhich vvay is north?!
I see a land bridge
Beyond it, a hill I can climb
I toss my satchel
A stone lands at my feet
I am done
A clavv THREE feet long, it svvoops at me
I'm vpside dovvn
the svlfvrovs hole, the fyery flame abovnd
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