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Resurrecting the Vessel
02:16
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The terrible weight of his Fire,
Bearing down in blazing rings,
Blackest eye filled with Red,
Dilluvian Revelations in the midst of drought,
Total calm swirling in the pupil of war,
Brumal clarity in the heart of punishing fire,
Through sacred arson are bones of the world beheld,
Their ashes immixed with the water of storms,
A clay fit for the cauldron of the Lord,
The terrible weight of his Fire,
Bearing down in blazing rings,
Blackest eye filled with Red,
Resurrecting The Vessel!
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Fire-walking,
The path revealed,
By his gaze unsealed,
Astride the beams,
Of oppressive light,
The wage of plight,
Rust of Iron,
Blood of wounds,
Gain from loss,
Under countless moons,
Through the corridors,
Of Timeless Time,
Where spirals rhyme,
Laughter of clocks,
Hands bending for,
Souls that know the door,
Sweat of blades,
Steel of bones,
The great silence,
Ground of Tones,
Crow of crows,
Sickle feathered,
Flies to His Westing,
He Smiles In The Heart Of The Narrow House!
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Driftwood spattered in semen and menstruum,
Rot-thorns, birch bark and sea-shells,
Boiled in whiskey, sap and bog-wine,
In the rust-scabbed iron cauldron,
Ground and pasted on the stones,
That anchor the sacred arch,
Night-bound in roots of blackest spruce,
The corpse-hair of a fallowed field,
Steaming and rot-warm at its beckoning step,
Here has that forgotten Kingdom been hid,
Through the Arch,
To the Blessed,
Through the Arch,
To the Blessed,
The Wylding Way,
The key was never far from me,
Fungoid prick smiling in putrephaxion,
A hammer is the key to the key,
Powdered and fibrous it drowns,
Whispering, into the athanor goes its tea,
Drink it open! Swallow it forth!
Imbibe it afore! Guzzle it deep!
Churn! Snaking! Vibrating! Vortex! Portal!
The Maritime Fortress reveals its crimson secrets in the fading twilight of the elected day!
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4. |
Haunted Blood
01:52
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Titanic,
Blood that ever,
Dwells awaiting,
Its crimson dawn,
Boiling in heroes,
Seething in daughters,
Bursting in deeds!
Haunted Blood!
Biding and biding,
In sanguine kaleiding,
Spirals awaiting,
Cosmic Winter,
Serpentything,
Athanizing,
Distilling purpose!
Haunted Blood!
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5. |
In The Swollen Eye
03:47
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Intractable vengeance frothing,
A cascade of contortions,
Rippling through the flesh,
Elbows and knees inverted,
The jaw wretchedly be-gaped,
Every strand is hispid,
To dangle each a drop,
Of the blood of Eld,
Which also bellows...
In the Swollen Eye,
Red and Full,
In the Swollen Eye,
Titanic wrath,
In the Swollen Eye,
Reborn again!
From an army,
Is mortared a fortress,
Every corpse laid,
As a sopping brick,
A new tower,
Bone-wrought and piercing,
To hold aloft,
Oh so very high,
The eye of the Hero!
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6. |
Ocularchy
02:48
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To Stare,
To Curse,
To Rule,
With the might,
Of the Lord,
So Cruel,
Punishing light,
Looking through,
Mazes of flesh,
Ocularchy!
Kingdom of the End!
Ocularchy!
Rule by opti-rend!
To Stare,
To Curse,
To Rule,
With the might,
Of the Lord,
So Cruel,
Scythe upright,
Cast the shadow,
Of the Gate,
Ocularchy!
Kingdom of the End!
Ocularchy!
Rule by opti-rend!
Iron Vision,
Cornea crown,
Flame wreath,
Black gauntlets,
Strangling,
In the gaze-wind,
To Stare,
To Curse,
To Rule,
With the Might,
Of the Lord,
So Cruel!
Arrow's flight,
From the eye,
Sacred arch!
Ocularchy!
Kingdom of the End!
Ocularchy!
Rule by opti-rend!
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7. |
Brine-Fire
02:13
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Wave-break chorus,
Echoes in the well,
O' the clawing sea,
Gaze boiling,
Drinks the milk,
Sacrificial viscera,
Ancestral heads,
Are cleansed and honoured,
In the Brine-Fire,
Salt! Ingle! Eye!
Half-in half-out,
Giants are rapt,
Shadow and wrath,
Soul-woke, askir,
Night-waves of tongues,
Blessed and cursed,
Tall and in ranks,
Horde and host,
Victorius!
Salt! Ingle! Eye!
Dread lord leading,
Iron King crowning,
Death-tyrant chiming,
Great eye feeding,
Crimson orb sounding,
Black sun riming,
Falsehoods bleeding,
Flaws drowning,
Doom finds its timing,
Salt! Ingle! Eye!
In the Brine-Fire!
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I bless this knife,
I carve this seal,
Batter the holy bell,
Chime clears the haze,
Chill wind carries through,
His great searing voice,
I must prepare!
I must sing!
I must drink!
The Blood Of The Eve,
Drips Into My Gape,
And paints my hide,
As Night kisses my nape,
Swords from death-beams,
I do pluck,
A world of marrow,
(With new teeth) to suck,
I sap these bones,
I build this cairn,
Clatter this riven shield,
Rattle this crooked blade,
Rife with purpose fane,
Lusting deep for reign,
I must prepare!
I must sing!
I must drink!
The Blood Of The Eve,
Drips Into My Gape,
And paints my hide,
As Night kisses my nape,
Knives from grave-sparks,
I do grab,
A bowl of Truth,
Guzzled over the slab!
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Pentangulated Evocation
03:16
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There shall be no circle,
For He need not be contained,
Only the aboreal bellow,
Through the pentangle,
Is needed for his forthing,
Lord of the Iron-Fire,
Come forward,
In your hour,
Of Rule!
Pentangulated Evocation,
End-time adumbration!
Birch!
Pine!
Rowan!
Ash!
Elder!
Pentangulated Evocation,
End-time adumbration!
Birch!
Pine!
Rowan!
Ash!
Elder!
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Peering through the fumes mephitic,
The drinking Eye satiated,
A cauldron emptied into a gaze,
Its floor a mirror for the intoxified,
The flame ignites betwixt a cyclopic dynamo,
Two becoming one to light the cornea crown
To Witness The Alchemical Horror Of Purification!
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11. |
All Wheels Break
03:46
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Galloping,
Beneath his,
Mighty banner,
Every soul,
Cure wi' blight,
Only all,
By his light,
Opportune,
Sacred season,
Treason turn'd,
Tyrant old,
Tyrant new,
Once was fell,
Now is true,
At this knell,
Charging,
Trampling,
Burning,
Wreaking,
Gazing,
Staring,
Peering,
Through!
Holy at the Depth,
All Wheels Break,
Sacred Horror's Breath!
Harken now!
Every world,
Burning in,
Light unfurl'd,
Set aright,
Brought to doom,
Reborn eftsoons!
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Graal Nova Scotia
Graal was founded in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia in early 2020 with the intent of manifesting the Saturnalian current in all its absurd glory through the occult medium of black metal.
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