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Tears Of The Heretic
06:38
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As I pray for my rapture
I reflect on the ancient prose
This subsistence
unending Against my will
this persistence upholding
the siphon of loss
Flense this world
Engulf this plain in fire
Apocalypse overture
Devour this world
Begin systematic dehumanisation
Infernal ruination
This subsistence
Upholding the siphons of loss
This subsistence
upholding the siphons of loss
This subsistence
Upholding the siphons of loss
Devour Earth
This subsistence the siphons of loss
Devour this world
Rightful end at last
Show them god
Show me
The Deconstruction of all matter
The end of all life
Removal of time
Will my void prayers
quench my thirst
Tears of the heretic
Will my void prayers
quench my thirst
tears of the heretic
Will never touch the earth
This subsistence
Up Against my will
This subsistence
Unending
Against my will
I pray
for my rapture
I reflect on the ancient prose
This subsistence
unending Against my will
this world
upholding the siphons of loss
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Blackened Metal Theory
06:06
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The fallen man
Walks the decrepit city of decay
The signals left to come
Inside the walls
A metropolis
Of a thousand names
There walks the one
His pain
The yellow pages of his crimes
A feeble pawn in life’s game
Suffering and madness
In the name of theory
In his stumbled eyes
and dreams
He envisions the hag
He envisions the fall
He envisions the hag
Suffering and madness
In the name of theory
Blackened, metal, theory
Blackened, metal, heart
His axe a tool, of fate
In hands, that shake, with, dread
I wear the sins on my soul
My theory
ushers my resolve
Suffering and madness
In the name of despair
Blackened, metal, heart
His axe, is a tool, of fate
in his hands
hands that shake
shake with, dread
Consistent visions of the dead
Blackened earth
In fevered dreams
His destiny unfolds
The eternal fires of the narcissist
Embolden the nihilistic front
The eternal fires of the narcissist
Embolden the nihilistic front
In fevered dreams
In fevered dreams
His destiny unfolds
The eternal fires of the narcissist
Embolden the nihilistic front
Embolden the nihilistic front
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Whispers Of Treachery
05:34
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Betrayed forsaken dogma
Shattered like glass
Whispers of treachery
Fill the chalice of demise
Blades once gleaming
Now dulled by depression
A legacy unforged
Once hallowed ground
Now a desolate morrow
Where ancient secrets lie
You will find the templars lament
Where ancient secrets lie
You will find the templars lament
Once a hollow ground
Now a desolate morrow
Where ancient secrets lie
You will find the templars lament
Before
The fall
Sacred halls now draped in sorrow
I will paint them with my blood
My claymore will show no mercy
In the void they’ll find their place
Before
The fall
Haunted by
Haunted by my own war trauma
My bloodlust now may be fueled
Golgothan murder visions
Silence will fill these halls
No compromise
No mercy
No compromise
No fucking mercy
My claymore will show
No fucking compromise
My fucking claymore will
Show no fucking compromise
Crypts of silence where secrets lie
Brothers in battle in life or death
And Still they roam these halls
Golgothan hallucinations
Golgothan visions sire their holy bloodlust
Golgothan hallucinations strengthen
My thirst for blood
Golgothan strengthen their psyche
No compromise
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In the heart of the void, he wanders
Consumed, by a relentless quest
In the heart of the void He wanders, consumed by a relentless quest
Through desolate remains, and eons old forests
He seeks the elusive waters
Where time holds no sway over man
The winds whisper their mournful secrets
Carrying the weight of his sorrow
Cloaked in the shroud of night
Beneath, ‘neath stoic sentinel moon
I Will make it serve
As thy guidance
Cloaked in the shroud of night
Beneath, beneath stoic sentinel moon
I Will make it serve
As thy
As thy lantern
Echoes of his footsteps, resonate
through forsaken lands
a haunting, melody
that rings with the souls of the lost.
Amidst crumbling ruins
and the wails of forgotten, spirits,
The man persists on, unyielding resolve
Cloaked in the shroud of night
Beneath stoic sentinel moon
I
I Will make it serve
As thy guidance, as mine
Cloaked in the shroud of night
Beneath stoic sentinel moon
I Will make it serve
As thy guidance
Through trials of blood, and trials of ice, amidst the searing flames
he will reach his destination.
His trial will cease
For within the fathomless depths
of those coveted waters,
he hopes to find his peace
the solace that has eluded him for long—a final
sanctuary
an end to the ceaseless ache within.
Beneath the watchful gaze
of indifferent constellations,
True, his prayer
I am an end to the ceaseless ache within
Beneath the watchful gaze
Of indifferent constellations
He intones his prayer
Forge on
Forge on
Forge on
Forge on
The path ahead
Is fraught with peril
yet the man forges on
fuelled by an inner fire
that refuses to be extinguished.
Forge on
Forge on
Forge on
A final sanctuary
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Lautrec Brisbane, Australia
Lautrec is a solo, raw black metal project hailing from Brisbane, Australia established in August/September 2023.
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