Life eclipsed
Dispersed to winds
Strewn ‘cross soils
consumed by entropy
energies transmuted
accretion of wounds
layering upon thine name
like dusts of darker breathless time
Bemoan the deeper truth
languished this poisonous feeling
a grief-like trenchant qualia
swarming an indiscernible rot within
This pattern of nostalgia is clouded
yet pleasurably ossifying in effect
Fall… to lunacy
spirits-soaked-soul haunted to the bone
by this grave I’m digging… every day
Memoir to the author
what seeding weakness beget this forgery
rapaciously dour in spiteful rage
a history circled as prey by the lofty hands of rivals
Passions destitute, reflections empty
Cursed | Haunted | Baneful -
(but this) putrefaction unto thy petty one
Illness overtakes me
(insofar) as thou art truly sick
Purity of your conviction
notwithstanding annihilation
And yet, this onslaught of word
suffocates with perpetuity
Draped in woe
Laid to rest - never forgive.
Oft-returning
In madness or melancholy
Doom metal in tone and lyrics steeped in a dark, haunting world. Wicked cover art to magnify this sweet, sweet blackened treat. Abigorum grows stronger by the day.
Satanath once again offers another obsidian gem! The Mad Barron
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020