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Insight

by Solus

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Poesy Rider
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Poesy Rider Moins sophistiqué que Septic flesh, Solus propose un death symphonique qui vaut tout de même le détour. Ne manque plus qu'une grosse prod, sinon tout est là ! Favorite track: Mountains Over Sunless Seas.
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Noob Heavy The passion project of one man and it takes so many bands on a run for their money. Always love Lovecraftian themes. This is as elaborate as a one man black metal project gets. Favorite track: The Silver Key.
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He was at three decades old, a voyager of ethereal seas Yet as the years crept on, the dreamland visits would fade away He walked impassive through the cities of man, no vista seemed fully real All things he'd revel in could only suggest of forgotten dreams The key to the gate of dreams was lost Yet now its in his hands Traverse this cavern at all costs To return to the dreamlands At last he made it through the gates of the silver key Uncovering the eldritch truth Of what he was meant to be A presence of omnipotence Twisting reality Bending all of space and time A new chance for him to see To dare confront the unknown, in the presence of a god The key, the gate, the all in one, granted him his reveries At last he made it through the gates of the silver key Uncovering the eldritch truth Of what he was meant to be A presence of omnipotence Twisting reality Bending all of space and time A new chance for him to see His family noted he had changed back in eighteen eighty three He was a decade old a voyager of ethereal seas
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A black and haunted relic stands among these peaks A tale of utter horror and curious mystique Those who sleep around it sleep seldom ever more I must set out to find it investigate its dreadful lore Something is crawling out this hellish gate Sacrifices for its hunger to sate Something out of legend and of myth And sits atop the black stone monolith Like rabid spectres they danced, naked and profane Shadows were cast around, they must have gone insane Another sacrifice, such a gruesome sight Horrid bonfire light cast on this solstice night Something is crawling out this hellish gate Sacrifices for its hunger to sate Something out of legend and of myth And sits atop the black stone monolith
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I must prevent this foolish expedition they do not know what things we saw We found cadavers of our companions And what they discovered, long gone To investage further we took a maddening flight These stark, nightmare spires marked the pylons of a forbidden gateway As we entered the white, aeon-dead world We saw wonders under a shifting opal sky What had we discovered? Marvel at the grandeur of it all These unearthly formations of a long dead civilization, and mosaic tablets brought a dreadful realisation We sensed the presence of a wretched monstrosity Somethings lurking in this tenebrosity I heard the monotonous call of a formless entity A lament in the darkness of former slavery As we delved deeper into cavernous depths, to unfold a story hitherto untold A sense of excitement mingled with unease, we heard a wailing that could have made blood freeze These dark, nightmare caverns dwelt by strange aviaries Yet something else is lurking in this void below In a frenzied run from what should not be We're leaving these stygian caverns far behind us Our minds filled with a horrible knowledge I'm almost frightened to see the sun again
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With a mind so brilliant, and as mad as they come A manmade elixir to prove death can be undone Breaking new ground, top of the line technology to keep a corpse alive I must convince this foolish gathering of erudites This luminous syringe Will restore all their humanity I endure the macabre Post-mortem medication, injecting undeath All I need is another body, as fresh as it can be Attempts at vivication after vivification Test subjects walk around me, not anyone will do I'll prove we can finally conquer the inevitable This luminous syringe Will restore all their humanity I endure the macabre Post-mortem medication, injecting undeath This luminous syringe Will restore all their humanity I enjoy the macabre Post-mortem medication, injecting undeath With an eerie face of wax and carrying his trunk Of course he'd come for me, I must have been a fool This magnum opus of mine carries on my work As my torso is torn apart by a horde of ravenous ghouls This luminous syringe Will restore all their humanity I enjoy the macabre Post-mortem medication, injecting undeath
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This glorious rot is a caring harmony Our restless god waits in his vile garden Enticing minds with the fear of mortality as plague runs rampant and rife across the stars Buboes, phlegm, blood and guts Boils, bogeys, rot and pus Blisters, fevers, weeping sores From your wounds the fester pours Putrescence personified Our liberator from certain demise Become his vessel and open your eyes Embrace this permanent sickness Rotting, foul maggot-filled entrails shift Why waste away in sorrow into death when each and every living moment is a gift Our lord of decay The cycle of life and death can be cruel Our lord of the plague Through entropy and decay he shall rule Leave this worthless husk behind you Thy body shall embrace the necrosis Recieve his love as you are undergoing a grotesque apotheosis Putrescence personified Our liberator from certain demise Become his vessel and open your eyes Our lord of decay The cycle of life and death can be cruel Our lord of the plague Through entropy and decay he shall rule Our lord of decay Those who oppose him have been so misled Our lord of the plague Grandfather Nurgle shall have his word spread My body turns into his shrine Filthy, putrid, rotten and divine Our lord of decay The cycle of life and death can be cruel Our lord of the plague Through entropy and decay he shall rule
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I read with skepticism, published stories based on myth They spoke of what floods brought, sightings of eldritch things From a man in an isolated house in those vermont hills, I received letters and proof, yet I was doubtful still A maddening whisper, loud enough to echo far They want to take us to the hidden planet orbiting our star After fighting with those things, it seemed they'd made some peace It felt just safe enough to travel to his house He was in poor condition with claims of cosmic wonders A vague sense of unease, despite his guarantees A maddening whisper, loud enough to echo far They want to take us to the hidden planet orbiting our star I got up from the bed and went to talk with him again Where he had sat I found contraptions that could scare me blind There was the severed hands and face of Henry Akeley Used by something disguised as a man A maddening whisper, loud enough to echo far They want to take us to the hidden planet orbiting our star
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A myriad of excess pleasure spanning aeons Depravity and decadence gathered in the warp Dedicated to the pursuit of pleasure for its own sake Their immorality and hubris fed this thirsty god Embrace your hunger Embrace your lust Embrace your desire The universe is ours for the taking! Excessive hedonism plunged into extremes the heights and depths of agony and ecstasy amalgamates They coalesced into a newborn god of decadence Debauchery gave birth to the lord of excess Embrace your hunger Embrace your lust Embrace your desire The universe is ours for the taking! The birthplace of the dark prince of pleasure marks the fall of the Eldar
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Insight 04:24
By the sight provided by Mensis I can see the eldritch truth Its changing the world into something beautiful macabre, twisted and unreal Shards of broken glass drawn across my eyes Grand silhouette blotting out the skies Something lives on this plane weaving in and out of existence My brain is lined with eyes Cerebral lenses They help me see the world for what it truly is Grant us eyes! Grant us eyes! They help us to visualize Grant us eyes! Grant us eyes! Fever dreams materialized Shards of broken glass drawn across my eyes Grand silhouette blotting out the skies Something lives on this plane weaving in and out of existence Behold this vista to ring out my sanitys end Above me a blood moon rises, its my time to ascend Shards of broken glass drawn across my eyes Grand silhouette blotting out the skies Something lives on this plane weaving in and out of existence
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A great twisted horror beyond comprehension This dreadful mother with a thousand dark young Extruding tentacles and a thousand dripping maws Spitting out her gruesome spawn from her womb A diety of perverse fertility Spawner of obscenity This abyssal cosmic entity Now grant me immortality Iä! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The black goat Iä! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! of the woods In the dark and hidden woodlands at the time of the new moon we call for her A ritual with the proper occult paraphernalia She shall come I stand before a gaping abyss, ready for rebirth She has granted me her boon To be devoured and remoulded This transformation can't come too soon Our diety of perverse fertility Spawner of obscenity This abyssal cosmic entity Now grant me immortality Iä! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The black goat Iä! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! of the woods In the dark and hidden woodlands at the time of the new moon we call for her A ritual with the proper occult paraphernalia She has come Black goat of the woods with a thousand young Black goat of the woods with a thousand young
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How do I even begin to explain this nebulous form of an idea of what I know Even my mind is struggling to stay sane With the knowledge of an entity that lurks below A nightmarish figurine in my hands Resembling something that is out of this world With a call to those susceptible to hear it It's waiting for aeons in deathlike slumber Dreaming far below Some shall hear its call Cults will form and grow Madness from the sea Sleeper of R'lyeh When the stars are right The Great Dreamer wakes A great cyclopean city out at sea A titanic grave of non-euclidian structure A place of impossible geometry A rotting hellscape unseen beneath the waves Dreaming far below Some shall hear its call Cults will form and grow Madness from the sea Sleeper of R'lyeh When the stars are right The Great Dreamer wakes The mere sight of his outline breaks the mind He has awoken from his sunken mausoleum Now he walks again to rule mankind Such a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming

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Symphonic death metal with a lovecraftian twist.

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released May 31, 2019

Album art by Clayshaper: www.instagram.com/clayshaper/

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Symphonic death metal solo project from Sweden.

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