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Carcosa

by Carcosa

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1.
The Chimney 09:10
We learned from mutations while the stars vomited through the vault but everything is as before except we pray to the shadows that cast on the rubble Deep into hell screaming won’t help you out we enjoy all evil we have the most humid crypts but we need to extend your sacrifice to become pale again You will give a little more of your blood Nobody deceives the chimney as high as Babel In a place where sacrifices go on everyday Nobody deceives the chimney as high as Babel We get to reduce the entropy using claws and fangs but we worship the chaos that creates the chemical ash of our substance We forgot the word in the cracks of the old world although the masses are gathered by the priest with the language of the after death In front of the mirrors of the palace where the smoke is collected Nobody deceives the chimney or its dead landscape bricks Screaming won’t help you out
2.
I woke to the sound of a spade A spade hitting my head A corpse near Night has fallen Inside Macarguer's Gulch Something in my mind Takes me to this house in ruins Although I prefer the cold night One room Inside Macarguer's Gulch Darkness Silence Hiding a face Inside Macarguer's Gulch Lying on a bed of branches Something crawling on my face Evil and threatening Embers of a being Inside Macarger's gulch Without fear of getting lost Door through the unknown Wicked closed eyes His expression lives in me Inside Macarger's gulch Looking for someone Who had never seen Intermittent weak gasp Of a creature dying Feet dragged by the screams' loneliness But now You're a pile of bones Your skin is dry and brown Inside Macarger's Gulch
3.
The tentacles have dived Cypresses have flooded the sand Trust me, live in its roots that I will strive to be your graveyard Where their spirits wander to their corpses abandoned by their electric god and a hundred armies of moon demons A prayer crawls from the lanterns It reveals them Because I want the dead to pray to me tonight Sleep cold forever without removing your rope You're already part of the museum of a suicidal civilization Because you are guilty of being the Cytherea's wind that brings the sorrow the sorrow of the hanged Of being that cloud of seagulls that smells like rotten meat Of being the justice that built this mechanic realm, the Neckplaster graveyard! When you died your ideals changed Ideas that show that you were born dead That's why at Neckplaster graveyard nobody rests Eternal night by arcane suns I'm not what you love I am the worm that rots your guts I'll melt you in the magma while pleading to forget I'm not what you love in the silence of the pack my pus was your blood I am the worm that rots your guts
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Summoning 11:24
SUMMONING: No light, no form and empty Staring at the summoning potion no light, no time, there's no end Staring at the summoning potion A sip to sustain the life in the dark abyss A sip to bring you to the warm bosom A sip to fool the rotten lost man A sip to punish him through centuries No light, no form and empty Staring at the summoning potion Black snakes crawl through time Through my eyes, through my heart They leave a metal bitter trace The taste of despair Dark voices laugh from other ages Timeless beings whose wisdom mocks men Get into me and listen to my prayers, Reveal me the secrets of Carcosa I saw the sins boiling I summoned death Sweet eternal torture Now I enjoy the truth

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released March 18, 2017

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