Let me transcend.
Confessing the lies I've lived, and the truths I've lost.
I have doubted everything, from this purely fictitious world, except from thee.
Let me comprehend.
Running away from hardships and miseries of pain.
I betrayed my senses and hid myself in your coldness to be free, to be dead.
This is the will.
This is the rebellion of the universe for witnessing your greatness.
A diabolical sequence of endings. Your genesis.
Free shalt thou be from all retrogression.
And the fingers of void will grasp my soul.
We have overcome the illusory happiness, the elevation of hope, to feed hatred.
I see vipers in the mind's eye. Am I still alive?
In the fields of nihil I stayed. Am I still alive?
This is the rebellion of the universe.
A diabolical sequence of endings.
We have overcome the illusory happiness, the elevation of hope, to feed hatred.
Mors Genesis Collapse
Mors Genesis Collapse
I see vipers in the mind's eye. In the fields of nihil I stayed. Am I still alive?
(Am I still alive? Am I still alive? Am I still alive? Am I still alive?)
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Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann