Morbid shadows dwell within
My wretched halls of death
Behold the corpses cold and pale
Witness the unholy grail
Souls of evil call my name
Voices from the grave
Consecrated flesh and bone
Enchanted to deprave
Obsessed by visions of the dead
Living virtues fade
As one with darkness, I am god
Mortality obeys
Bestow the curse of blackened light
Upon the eyes of all
Revoke their fucking thirst for life
And let my army grow
Ritual of darkest night
Possessed by diabolic might
Wretched halls of morbid spite
We raise the fucking dead tonight
Hear my summons
Dark souls of cain
Awaken through
The blackened flame
Evoking terror
Under my breath
Raise the fallen
Hail death
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I received the Stubborn Arsenal cassette and it blew me away, had to jump on your first disc before they sold out. I'll be picking up CDs of the other two soon supes1966
The Belgian band explore heavy psych, tribal rhythms, free-jazz freakouts, meditative drone and the vast, shadowy spaces in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 22, 2020