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In Somber Dreams
05:06
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In the distance she calls to me
I crawl towards her dying hymns
Through valleys of vast decay
and rotted, hanging limbs
I reach for the grey heavens aloft
Sinking further into the recess of my grave
A lost capsule of time to be
The relic of a forgotten world to remain
Cold wind sweeps the lifeless horizon Mourning tears soak the ashen soil
Spirits weep under the pale moon
Banish the burden forevermore
In somber dreams I meet my destiny
Transcending the oaken lore
Waiting beyond the frozen mist
Hovering atop my resting corpse
Moss entombs my weary eyes
Though I lie still and awake
A silent serenity of recollection
A barren lucidity driven before the stake
In my faint vision the open door is clear
and my weightless body drifts
Into the unknown...
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Nameless Burial
03:49
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My surroundings fading to black
Though my sight is blinded still
By the searing twilight above
The haunting stare of the cold sun
Bellowed cries speak my name
From the distant void in death I dread
They entrance my tiresome limbs
A spiraling soul in a world bereft
Fathering ruin guide me forth
Through fields of grief and thorn
Through the rivers that flow thick
With the blood of our failures and scorn
In the streams that carry our lost souls afloat
Through the tranquility of everlasting woe
Bury me in the sands of her waning arms
As nameless I wash upon the vacant shore
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The Urn
05:51
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The host of a thousand sorrows
This path before me I know not
These limbs no longer my own
Their whispers haunt my every thought
In stasis, my cold body entrapped
Lost in a world I hath forgot
I hearken to the calling black
Knowing there’s no turning back
In a sunken state of tribulation
I mourn the weeping dead
and caress the urn of our misfortunes
Clawing through the endless trench
Toll the bell of absolution
Of my suffering nevermore
The solitude that which I seek
Awaits me beyond the glowing door
The host of a thousand sorrows
This path before me I know not
These limbs no longer my own
Their whispers haunt my every thought
Like dust in the carrying winds..
My traces here to vanish clean
By the final hymn; forsaken
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Deliverance
04:32
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A burning candle to the night sky
Your shadow coalesced with my own
Beneath the glow of the distant moon
I lay my faltered head upon the old stone
A phantasm of memory
Bestill my stricken heart’s lament
Follow my aching vessel forth
As I trudge along through the waiting arch
As the breath of this familiar dusk
Reaps my soul from these mortal ties
On the other side may we meet again
I open my sullen eyes in a waking oblivion
In the void beyond I’ve long adored and sought
Buried deep in forgotten chasms
My deliverance in eternal sleep
The grand harmony of silence
Of tears I shall no longer weep
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Mother of Graves Indianapolis, Indiana
Melodic death and doom from Indiana.
Est. 2019
Mother of Graves "The Periapt of Absence" out on 10/18/2024 via Profound Lore Records.
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