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Resurrection Ritual

by Morads

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Miasmic effigies A vile intent Omen of suffering Permeates the air Blighted and eroded Lies this tainted land I venture on On into their Old squalid world Centuries have passed Since a stranger walked these paths None have ever left again None will ever leave There is no escape There is no deliverance Here is ruin tragedy and dread Thoughts and sense are lost in disarray Lost traversing This tainted land A vile intent Once I began I won't return A dark descent Stalked I sense Them near Creeping in Perplexed Fatiqued Collapsing feet And stifled breath Forsaking me Apease Our gods Reclaim Our domain Revere Elate The ancient ways The strangers soul Into the bog Murmur of the barren moor Harrowing howls outside the door Blistering pain and agony Plunging into a frantic rage Latching on to the primal nerve Arcane chants resounding far Panic unfolds and dominates Hooded and grim they come for me Come for me Come for me Come for me Come for me
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Terror laden sounds heralding my doom drawing near with solemn steps As I peer upon the bog, a horror old and vile manifest and beckons me Ghastly ancient doom Deathless miry tomb No solace to be sought No gods here to invoke In the mud I shall reside Remain A portal to a world unknown to mortal souls, neath the brown and putrid weed Throw in our foe free him from his woes Atone his sullen throes Immolate his piteous soul Into viscious times Unrest to his abode Condemn him in this hole Trapped for ever more Twisted and wicked a sight unsettling a bloody necklace. Malignant and vicious, woven in the soil where mind and flesh remain Sodden in sickness desolate and wretched Eternity awaits beneath, chained eternally in the aoens of time Ensnared beneath disolve my skin Preserved awareness Imprisoning tourture keeping me alive Paralyzed Yet still alive Nefarious grip upon my dormant hapless heart Festering disease Mournful muffled cries In vain I yearn my end Tormented i repent Unending misery Heinous godless shrine I beg for mercy Free me from this bleak immortal dream Unearth this wretched fiend Deliver me Oh free me Rid me From this hellish realm This odious pool Let me rot Grant me death Aoens pass me by Mortality I beseech Somatic ungodly spells Bereft of death Recoiling horror Pestilent water Devoid of motion Inundated damnation Recoiling horror giving way Way to a faint benevolent end Oh now they enter my domain I pass on this plight This horrifying thing that should not be Freed from the water now it is over Now I welcome my end Alas I stare with vicarious rue Deliverance in exchange for another human soul
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Morads 03:48
I ruiner står verden Forfalden og efterladt Kvalmende råddenskab Befamler min nøgne hud Morgendagen besudler alt Håb for barmhjertighed Nederdrægtig forfærdelse Omfavner min eksistens Drukner i blod Kvalt i hovmod Grådkvalt jeg famler mig Mod min undergang Hvor himlen skælver Det sidste lys dør hen Trøstesløs Altoverskyggende Knusende afmagt Efterladt Fordrevet, og alene Jeg ånder mit sidste drag Rørstrømsk, jeg forsvinder Langt fra, fjernt fra mit hjertes hjem Kold og ubønhørlig Forrådnelsen jeg velkommer Dig

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released May 14, 2021

Vocals: Anders Bruun
Guitar: Ken Wesselhoff Rasmussen
Drums: Asbjørn Emil Sachse Stokholm
Bass: Andreas Gram

Lyrics written by Andreas Gram & Anders Bruun

Produced and mastered with Plague Studios.

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