Unsolemn Lyrics
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Album | Obsidian(2016) |
Type | EP |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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2. Unsolemn (4:02)
Another soul has been affixed to mine
The nithing’s curse was achieved of my design
Obsidian allure coursing through his veins
His tepid mind collapses from the pain
My will becomes his will
Plunder the tombs marked with ash and with bone
My will becomes his will
Bring me the means to usurp the Lord’s Throne
Unsolemn realm,
Black as pitch and slate
Unfurling Netherscape,
The Divine,
Your air mutates
The blazing pits of coal,
Any light,
The fog negates
His son has joined me now
And when he reads from the book
I will walk the earth again
There have been many times
over dozens of years
Where I've drain a soul
Engorging my necrosphere
None could abate my desire to breed
malcontent in their hearts,
For in my foot steps they’d lead
I’d lead them down
A covenant born of hatred
And empty vows
Pledging their filthy lifeblood to me in vain
Never to see their beloved dead again
The path I lead
To those bereaved
Prey on the weak
My foul technique
Unsolemn realm, black as pitch and slate
Unfurling netherscape,
My essence will yield shape
Obsidian mist enshroud
Over stirring seas
Ashes ride the breeze
His will becomes My will
His heart’s been seared by pure black hate
Soon I will take form and ascend
The nithing’s curse was achieved of my design
Obsidian allure coursing through his veins
His tepid mind collapses from the pain
My will becomes his will
Plunder the tombs marked with ash and with bone
My will becomes his will
Bring me the means to usurp the Lord’s Throne
Unsolemn realm,
Black as pitch and slate
Unfurling Netherscape,
The Divine,
Your air mutates
The blazing pits of coal,
Any light,
The fog negates
His son has joined me now
And when he reads from the book
I will walk the earth again
There have been many times
over dozens of years
Where I've drain a soul
Engorging my necrosphere
None could abate my desire to breed
malcontent in their hearts,
For in my foot steps they’d lead
I’d lead them down
A covenant born of hatred
And empty vows
Pledging their filthy lifeblood to me in vain
Never to see their beloved dead again
The path I lead
To those bereaved
Prey on the weak
My foul technique
Unsolemn realm, black as pitch and slate
Unfurling netherscape,
My essence will yield shape
Obsidian mist enshroud
Over stirring seas
Ashes ride the breeze
His will becomes My will
His heart’s been seared by pure black hate
Soon I will take form and ascend
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Obsidian - Lyrics
1. The Nithing Lyrics | ▶ 2. Unsolemn Lyrics |
3. A Tome Writ in Blood Lyrics | 4. Death Flourished in a Withered Grove Lyrics |
Obsidian - Album Credits
Other staff
- Federico Musetti : Artwork
- Eric Dieterich : Inlay and Layout
- Diego Fernandez-Trujillo : Engineer, Producer, Mixing Engineer
- Christian Donaldson : Mastering Engineer