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The Waters of Death are Deep

by Áthraos

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YomaBarr This may very well prove to be my 2020 No.1 album in the category of "Unjustly Unknown Underrated Black Metal".
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The truth is hidden in the darkness In some forgotten passage of the earth Through which the moan Of those who once knew it emerge. Those damned ones who destroyed Their soul in search of the absolute being, But they triggered the wrath From the satanic enemy of man Whose thought crosses the timeline. The innert waves of the Oblivion Sea Drag the earthly life That landed into the empty abyss And absolves vague memories Of the wretched, To return to the deep Waters of Death.
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They cover the path of desolation Whose place dwell without life They marked in them oblivion and flase hopes The gloom obscures his roots Heavy load esonerated of love Razed the giant that embraces the earth With branches and sap Long live eyes stare And cry at their putrid misery The wind that fugitive friend Wanders and dances to the sound of the leaves The lost souls that crossed your veins Who witnessed spiritual transgression In the living crust of the forest The Gods cursed those slaves Dying men, thirsty for their ignorance Let repulsion fall on their Miserable and rotten soul!
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Among the sacred smoke In the reflection of this strange brew I see an inverted dawn and The sun that is tired of running I see the earth cracked, absorbing all life And all the natural elements decompose I see the saints of today, the untouchables and their gods They are spiders, thirsty for the truth saddened by revenge Their values: equality, understanding, tolerance Those are their chains and the chains of their followers They moralize, just like their predecessors Their mouths are poisoned wells Spitting on those who listen Drowned in their wells Their eyes are devoured by the eagle Their bodies are submitted to the judgment of nature In this new world there is no place for them The time will come When those who are creators arise The rebirth of violence and courage All the gods and their saints are dead! I open my eyes to a new world But it's gone And I only see the same decadence
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Permafrost 05:00
The road to the icy region Brings the bleak frost, Soaking the hidden spirit Of dead ancestors in the depths. The eternal ice accommodates The desolate and benevolent White mantle covered mountain From the home of the gods. Numb and cold earth, Place where life perishes And the death gloriously stands. Darkness and chasms surrounding landscapes Where magic perpetuates haze Hugging the innert nature Which leads to a mystical War between life and death.
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The arrival of darkness to the green forest Sauron darkens every life Necromancer possessor of shadows Captor of the wealth of the elves Your ring brought despair And whole armies fell For your power Now, what purpouse will life have? Your power drowns us in the abyss And being alive, we are dead inside. Mithrandir tried to take it from your Hands the snatched power. Hopelessness was our only ally Horror and blood we just watch We are prisoners in our own world Because only hell you can Give us. And the name of that hell is Dol Guldur.
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The dawn of the Light embraces the abyss Where shadows come easily. Darkness cover the lost souls That once had misconceptions. Because the path of pain Comes to those who worshiped a false god. The Eternal revival of the dark sky Will reject the enlightened spirits. Draining their hopes and faith Sending them to eternal punishment. A miserable and profane death Bulding the path to a new world Of darkness and hate. The wisdom of the people inhabiting Beyond the island Will see how the black sun is reborn To gobern what once belonged to free spirits.

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Drums recorded at Potencia Acústica studio, Puerto Montt.
Strings recorded on a lost cabin in the southern woods of Chile.
Murmurs and vociferations recorded after a night of revelations.

Mixing by K. Ludd
Artwork by Nox Fragor

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released April 9, 2020

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