Black moors and squalid mires
Nameless voices berate and tear
Mine is lost
Worthless, a sordid being
These cancerous cries, they speak
In grave persuasion:
“He who is nothing,
Deserves nothing”
The tomb agape, as a wound open wide,
Calls to be filled, yearns to be whole
The temptation is great
Horrid screams escape my throat
A hearth, exhausted and weak
Soon to burn its last
The horrors I’ve seen
From the deepest, sanguine dream
Carving sigils upon the mind
Yet who shall ever read them
“No one”
Enticed by oblivion
Alone, I embrace the nihil
I embrace…
It is so cold
This is what I’ve earned
With tears of solemn reflection
Standing before the gates
Feel the winds of death
Bleak, tempestuous fate
The somber years of recollection
Numbing this hollow form
For too long it has eaten away
Through demise I shall be reborn
I shall go into this harrowing embrace
For nothing lies behind my steps
And I will wander through the blackest abyss
For this is my fate, this I deserve
credits
from Antarcht,
track released January 30, 2015
lyrics by BRJ
supported by 13 fans who also own “Harrowing Embrace”
Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann
supported by 11 fans who also own “Harrowing Embrace”
Some of the best cosmic black metal I've heard. Mare Cognitum continues to prove themselves to be masters of crafting a vast, celstial soundscape, and the Lovecraft-esque atmosphere present throughout Aureole's half definitely made me want to check out the rest of their discography. honeycombguy