Song | Phosphene |
Artist | Deathspell Omega |
Album | Paracletus |
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Rejoice, for tonight it is a world that we bury! | |
Have you beheld the darkness sitting upon the earth | |
Overshadowing the wind rose, lost in the smoke? | |
Thus many went astray at once | |
The others wandered hazardously though endless mazes | |
The rays of the sun whisper of a newborn fright | |
And very few horrors in the world could match in terror | |
The cruelty of that frozen caress and its fragrant secret in blossom | |
Thy bend their tongues with a long drawn sigh | |
Licking among the vilest ordure a few drops of hopeful water | |
They bend their tongues for this divine balm | |
Remains of an aborted covenant gone astray in desert waste | |
The bleak sterility of these buds belies their fragrance | |
A pestilence that permeates the vastest plains with frightful odors | |
Among these foetid marshes wanes the echo of a promise | |
Hope stumbles amidst the solitary shades and lose substance | |
Facing the glowing darkness whilst ravens croak for doom | |
The other worlds on high sent us a harbinger | |
Ignis ardéns – He breathed on them | |
And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost. | |
Assailli par les myriades fourmillantes des phosphenes célestes | |
On se recueillait dans le silence de son depart |
Rejoice, for tonight it is a world that we bury! | |
Have you beheld the darkness sitting upon the earth | |
Overshadowing the wind rose, lost in the smoke? | |
Thus many went astray at once | |
The others wandered hazardously though endless mazes | |
The rays of the sun whisper of a newborn fright | |
And very few horrors in the world could match in terror | |
The cruelty of that frozen caress and its fragrant secret in blossom | |
Thy bend their tongues with a long drawn sigh | |
Licking among the vilest ordure a few drops of hopeful water | |
They bend their tongues for this divine balm | |
Remains of an aborted covenant gone astray in desert waste | |
The bleak sterility of these buds belies their fragrance | |
A pestilence that permeates the vastest plains with frightful odors | |
Among these foetid marshes wanes the echo of a promise | |
Hope stumbles amidst the solitary shades and lose substance | |
Facing the glowing darkness whilst ravens croak for doom | |
The other worlds on high sent us a harbinger | |
Ignis arde ns He breathed on them | |
And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost. | |
Assailli par les myriades fourmillantes des phosphenes ce lestes | |
On se recueillait dans le silence de son depart |
Rejoice, for tonight it is a world that we bury! | |
Have you beheld the darkness sitting upon the earth | |
Overshadowing the wind rose, lost in the smoke? | |
Thus many went astray at once | |
The others wandered hazardously though endless mazes | |
The rays of the sun whisper of a newborn fright | |
And very few horrors in the world could match in terror | |
The cruelty of that frozen caress and its fragrant secret in blossom | |
Thy bend their tongues with a long drawn sigh | |
Licking among the vilest ordure a few drops of hopeful water | |
They bend their tongues for this divine balm | |
Remains of an aborted covenant gone astray in desert waste | |
The bleak sterility of these buds belies their fragrance | |
A pestilence that permeates the vastest plains with frightful odors | |
Among these foetid marshes wanes the echo of a promise | |
Hope stumbles amidst the solitary shades and lose substance | |
Facing the glowing darkness whilst ravens croak for doom | |
The other worlds on high sent us a harbinger | |
Ignis ardé ns He breathed on them | |
And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost. | |
Assailli par les myriades fourmillantes des phosphenes cé lestes | |
On se recueillait dans le silence de son depart |