Seth
The Howling Spirit
1. In Aching Agon
THIS IS THE NECESSARY INTERLUDE YOU STRIVE NOT TO SEE
THE ENLIGHTENED STEP WITH NO MORE MERCY
THE NEEDED REVELATION FOR THE NEW AGE TO BE
GIVE ME ONE PIECE OF YOUR SOUL
AND YOU'LL JOIN OUR GREAT CIRCLE
GIVE US A LITTLE PIECE OF A GREAT BIG SOUL
AND YOU'LL JOIN THE UNIVERSAL SPIRIT
AS THE LONG-AWAITED FLOOD IS BREWING
THE COLLAPSE OF YOUR COCOON HAS BEGUN
COZ MAN IS ACHING TO CREATE BEYOND THE SINGLE NEED
MAN IS ACHING TO DEFY THE UNIVERSAL LAW
AND WHILE THE RAIN SHALL HIT
MAN IS STILL IN DIRE NEED..
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR CREEDS
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR FEARS
HOW MANY EARS WILL YOU NEED TILL YOU HEAR
THEIR DESPERATE CRIES AND FEEL THEIR DREADFUL SIGHS ?
HOW MANY FEET WILL YOU NEED TILL YOU CROSS
THE OPEN SEA YOU STRIVE NOT TO SEE ?
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR CREEDS
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR FEARS
2. Killing My Eyes
3. One Ear To The Earth, One Eye On Heaven
4. Howling Prayers (Act I)
5. He Whose Heart Is Heavy With Sin
Carved from crumbling walls
Painted black with feathers of hope
Gold leaves strangling the neck
You snatch the souls from the jaws of death
As the sound of your shaking breath
Slowly quivers down the backbone
Dark bird shadows nourished by your own
People's fears solemnly rise in the distance
Corpses to the jackles buried in the mud
Rotting black colours of decaying limbs
Corpses to the jackles lowered in the dust
Rotting stench seeping into the nostrils
He whose heart is heavy with sin
Feeding on Corpses
He whose heart is heavy with sin
shall be ripped to pieces
You weigh the scales for the dead
In desperate search for eternity
Scavengers or guardians of hope ?
how (actually) pure is your heart ?
6. Ten Barrels (A Scourge For The World, A Plague For His Soul)
7. Scars Born From Bleeding Stars
Decaying hawk
Howling in the nest
Surrounded by bramble stems
Thorns slashing like tongues
Made of glass
Feeling the smell
Of the approaching sun
Will your grane feathers
Forever remain
Forever remain
Spectres rising from
Underneath mirrored
In the watery air
Out of the burning manorhouses
They spread like
Venereal disease
Maninals caught
In the nest of thorns
In the nest of despair
Your domain's soul is
No longer yours
Universal abandon
Self-slaughter
In the nest of despair
Your domain's soul is
No longer yours
And never will be
And never will be
Spectres rising from
Underneath mirrored
In the watery air
Out of the burning manorhouses
They spread like
Venereal disease
[2x]
Shattered dreams
Blessed yearnings
Scars born from bleeding stars
Rhythms of doom
Reptiles in gloom
Baptized in holy sewage
Spread like venereal disease
[2x]
Shattered dreams
Blessed yearnings
Scars born from bleeding stars
Scars born from bleeding stars
8. Howling Prayers (Act II)
9. Mort-Luisant
10. Dicing With Death
Recollections of dicey territories
Where I dreamed myself away
I was only my consciousness and nothing else
And in the mind of the sun they were all dicing with death
With pain they howled in the heart of the world
But screaming my lungs out there was nothing to hear
In the mind of the sun there was nowhere to hide and everything to fear
Wrapped by emptiness trapped in loneliness
Far beyond, they were all dancing on the shiny solar beam
As the new age was glently looming
Earth cracks, human veins
Scattered roots, glued fingers
Slowly growing like creeping snakes
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death
Feet in the dust, hands in the ash
With prayers and hopes some tried to make sense
Of the unfathomable mystery
Releasing the raven to search for the water land
They believed the future was here
Sucked out in the remaining salt
From Yam Suph, no longer a water of hope
Wrapped by emptiness trapped in loneliness
Far beyond, they were all dancing on the shiny solar beam
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death
Earth cracks, human veins
Scattered roots, glued fingers
Slowly growing like creeping snakes
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death
Et au coeur de ce monde au loin ils hurlèrent
Un cri résonnant à travers ces sols déracinés
Croyant que l'avenir était là avec leurs pères
Car ce monde se devait de subsister
A l'infini ils eurent dansé sur le souffle du soleil
Et croyant que l'avenir était là avec leurs pères
Leurs prières trahissaient à présent les peurs
Celles qui se dessinaient d'heure en heure
Celles du déracinement salutaire
Alsvid – Drums
Heimoth – Keyboards, Guitars
Cyriex – Guitars
Black Messiah – Vocals
Eguil Voisin – Bass
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