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Drown The World
09:26
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Bring me the storm
Wash us clean
Bring me war
Bring me screams
Bring me the rain
Drown the world
Petrichor
Make us clean
I'm in love with the rain
The way it feels on my skin
How it smothers the streets
The way it washes us clean
And I know deep in my heart
I want to see the world choke
Between the tempest above
And rising waters below
Rend the seas
Drag us down
Tear the cloth
We will drown
Fill your lungs
With death
Claw your eyes
Stolen breath
Your god has abandoned you
No angels will come for you
Endless night
Dark skies
Quench the sun
Crush the light
I will watch you die
I will see you scratched out from this life
I see clouds on your horizon
Black clouds
No silver lining
The world drowns with me
I smell dirt after rain
Total absence of pain
taste of blood in your mouth
Water in. Water out..
Endlessly flowing rivers
Condemn this world to die
Ravens leave home forever
And circle in the sky
I will drag your bloated corpse
To hell with me
As the light above you fades
Your god is dead
I saw it. He drowned.
The old world washed away
The new king in black is crowned
Drown the World
Drown the World
Drown the World
Drown the World
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When summer lays down
Her breath heavy, breast heaving
Sickly and scoured
By the chill of the evening
Her children once green
Now withered and weaker
Enter young Autumn
Our entropic reaper
From the fire
Of the day
Came the march
Of decay
In the twilight
Of the years
Winter
Winter
Is here
As the dark steals the light
Unleash the waves of frost
All that was good as died
Absolute holocaust
From the fire
Of the day
Came the march
Of decay
In the twilight
Of the years
Winter
Winter
Is here
Die
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3. |
This Too Must Die
08:54
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Unspoken utterance at the back of your throat.
A braid of lilies that becomes a noose
You dream to contract the human curse
A demonic presence to grow inside of you
This cannot be, this too must die
Words I cannot speak to you
So here we are again my love
At the precipice of choice and change
Reflecting on the roads we took
To be here, cold, alone and in pain
This cannot be, this too must die
Words I cannot speak to you
This cannot be
This must die
This cannot be
This too must die
Yes we have lost so many friends
To the traps of a painful life
Along the way they lost themselves
United by our grief, we cry
This cannot be, this too must die
Words I cannot speak to you
This cannot be
This must die
This cannot be
This too must die
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4. |
We Are The Fire
08:43
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Turn over the altar
Cast the crosses out
A ceremonial cremation
For the devout
Your insipid children
The smoke will fill their lungs
We'll reclaim the past
Tear out their tongues.
O great redeemer!
We call the flame
Payback the shepherd
For millennia of pain
We are the fire
We'll burn you down
Turn churches to cinders
Kick the ashes to the ground
Their cursed temples
Made of stolen wood
They raped our forests
And disrespect our gods
Your churches lay aflame and in ruin
Your bastard Nazarene in the mud
The price for slaughtering pagans
Will be paid in Christian blood
O great redeemer!
We call the flame
Payback the shepherd
For millennia of pain
We are the fire
We'll burn you down
Turn churches to cinders
Kick the ashes to the ground
Nothing Burns
Nothing Burns
Nothing Burns
Quite like a bible burns
O great redeemer
We call the flame
Payback the shepherd
For millennia of pain
We are the fire
We'll burn you down
Turn churches to cinders
Kick the ashes to the ground
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5. |
Nihilist
12:11
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When you lose faith in everything,
You are capable of anything
Nothing can be known
Except that we can never know
Reality is just a construct
And all your gods are dead
I buried them myself
With the books above my bed
No Masters
No Loyalty
No Gods - Only beasts
No Faith
No Lies
Just destruction - Nihilists rise
The scales fall from our eyes
So finally we see
Your gods turned away, long ago
Shame on them. Shame on me.
Morality
Is
A
Construct
An
Ivory
Shroud
To
Wear
And I
Don't
Care
I don't
Care
No Masters
No Loyalty
No Gods - Only beasts
No Faith
No Lies
Just destruction - Nihilists rise
A stillness like death,
In which everything is forlorn
A grey line in a sunset
The ever-approaching storm
Obsessed with our destruction
We try to make it mean
And spend our twilight hours
On what might have been
Rise, Nihilists rise
Tear the veil that covers your eyes
Stand on the cliff's edge
And bravely, face the sunset
Rise, Nihilists rise
Tear the veil that covers your eyes
Stand on the cliff's edge
And bravely, face the sunset
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Petrichor Leeds, UK
Petrichor are a four piece melodic doom metal band from Leeds, West Yorkshire.
Formed in 2015,
their ambition is to make crushing doom metal that rends the soul.
For fans of: My Dying Bride, Anathema, Paradise Lost, Celtic Frost
... more
Petrichor recommends:
No gods. No masters.
by Allfather
No justice. No peace. Fuckers.
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