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Black Winter

by Melkor

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1.
The Apostate 04:55
Alas, the Light has returned to me, soiled in lust. Bearer of false prophecies! His lips spew forth this excrement! From my own veins I'd give these offerings of blood to keep you in my ranks. Don't you believe in me? Have you lost faith? Crawl through the ashen mud, down, on your knees. You're not the first ungodly man to crumble. So will you believe in me as I take away? Victorious these euphoric pigs bathed in mud. Euphoria in victorious squeal of “Martyr!” Damnation of each blessed nation under the sun. Damnation to these horrible abominations. “Gifts of man.”
2.
Revelations 04:46
As the Lamb tears open the seven seals the world is washed in plague and violent death. Partakes of famine, succumb to the Conquerors might! The slaughtered martyrs wail to god, bedecked in white. Darkness eclipse the sun, bloody the moon and pluck out the stars above. Upon the earth all hide their heads, for who can withstand His Wrath as it descends? I bless the world in revelations. Cleanse the whole of humanity in pain, in fire and woe. And as the Trumpets sound the skies rain fire! The skies rain blood and oceans sour! The land is raped and countries weep. And the Centiclopse creatures scream, “Praise be to God in the highest!” No peace on earth, and malice towards man!
3.
Dagon 06:15
Uncounted days I drift beneath a scorching sun in search of passing ship or to be cast on land. Nothing appears but despair aimless among the vast unbroken blue. The change occurred as I slept, the slimy expanse of Hellish black, the mire as far as I can see, undulates as I await. Upon the air and in the rotting soil was a sinister quality. The land was putrid with the decay of fish and less describable things. Black slime. The complete landscape oppressed with a nauseating fear! Three days I brood a journey in search of the vanished sea. Across the inky black beneath my feat. And the maddening odor of fish. Four days I traveled, in the shadow of night my dreams we so wild! And ere the waning gibbous moon had risen high above the plain, I was awakened, in cold perspiration, determined no more to sleep. A slight churning marked its rise to the surface. Polyphemus, monster of nightmare. Bows his head and gave vent to dreaded sound. Before Dagon I went mad!
4.
I'll bear you my burden my lord! I'll bring you to the North. I'll carry you through the snow, and deliver you to your thrown! In visions that've haunted my days rend me of my speech. I am but the wedge to keep you from the dead. Hold the door! (Hold the door) Hold back hope! (Hold the door) Hold the door! (Hold the door) Hold back hope that you might live! Willis was my name in service to your father. A poor born boy born to such a great task. In visions that've haunted my days rend me of my speech. I am but to live to keep you from the dead!

about

The winter set upon the land in wrath. It's biting cold was but the first assault.

The damp that settled into your bones stole warmth, and worst was the dread found in the unending twilight.

A gray blanket was laid about that killed green, and after all the plants finally died the world was wrapped in ice and snow.

Shut up and away from

the cold, madness grew. Blackness brooded and grew into a venomous gospel.

Three wraiths sought one another and engaged upon a mission to bring life to the black thoughts that lingered within their hollow bodies.

They found dark allies along the way. And grew stronger... and more fucking furious.

This is the culmination of indomitable will, lust, rage, and madness, brought to life against the will of God.


These hymns are the prizes of a


Black Winter

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released May 3, 2018

Self produced at Champlain Sound Studio. Recorded March and April 2018


Rhythm Guitar, Vocals, and Lyrics: Slänesh


Lead Guitar, Bass, Production, and Vocals: Ashiok


Drums, Vocals, Production and Mastering: Niđhöggr



Special thanks to:

Zeke of Gorcrow, for help and support during and after the winter!

The folks of Kiefcatcher

Champlain College

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