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Sanctuary in the Depths
07:48
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Abysmal winds stir from within the dying earth
Inhuman groans haunt the timeless forsaken gulf
An eternal winter, lying dormant, calling from below
Wretched chants of hideous clarity
Teem with discordance and malicious intent
Remnants of past optimism now to decay
Masked by the reverence of the blind
Whom feast themselves sick
To awake their idiot god bound within
Unearthly echoes sink once more into the cold depths
Pulled down towards the endless expanse below
Stirring the sands uneasy, disturbing the fabric of time
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A Serpent's Conclave
10:20
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As the jaded moon descends upon ashen lands,
Where ghouls mass in ethereal swarms
As the winds howl from beneath the nether and
from the archaic monolith of unholy creation
As the horizon begins to fade;
Antediluvian screams cry from beyond
Howls from before the beginning of time
And before the beginning of creation
Trapped in timeless meditation
Serpents from Archean aeons
Dream without dawn.
Serpent! Serpent! Serpents Conclave
Stipulating the demise of the present race;
Supporting its life through the brutalities of the Kali Yuga
And ushering into existence a future race,
They thrive on the malice of their reigning progeny.
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To Rouse the Leviathan
02:08
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Solemn
07:54
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The Lurker at the Threshold spawns to black eternity
whose mask; congeries of iridescent globes.
The hideous horror from
beyond the realm of stars and time.
Worshipers of the spawn of the blankness
of primal time lie still,
frozen by the droning call of Yog-Sothoth.
The painted air expels them,
to arise to a new despair and illusion.
Y'AI'NG'NGAH
YOG-SOTHOTH:H'EE-L'GEB
F'AI TRHODOG
UAAAAH
Y'AI'NG'NGAH
YOG-SOTHOTH:H'EE-L'GEB
F'AI TRHODOG
UAAAAH
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The cold nighted sky spews forth the blood of angels.
The night brought winds from archaic,
The last breath of a dying sun.
The cold brought stalkers in the blackness,
In the company of bright angels.
The failing breath of divinity
A hymn to the failing winds.
None may dare wish their final breath,
For to evoke death is to utter the final prayer.
Forever fated to dwell below the lightless sky.
I've foreseen horror which never should have been.
In failing light, windswept dust weaves itself through these lost expanses.
A haunting melody, a dark caress.
A vast horizon darkens, the last breath of a dying sun.
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Solemn They Await Perth, Australia
Formed in early 2009, Solemn They Await is a one man, apocalyptic funeral doom metal band.
Solemn They Await
is influenced by other prominant funeral doom bands such as Tyranny, Evoken, Shape of Despair and Worship.
Solemn They Await use orchestra like synths to create an apocalyptic atmosphere, and employ deep funeral doom growls to evoke a sense of despair and hopelessness.
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