All Consuming Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | 8342(2018) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Atmospheric Black Metal |
Labels | Independent |
Album rating : 85 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
4. All Consuming (10:35)
For years the spheres of opus and might
Egos they jostled
But air and breath dulcet in its tones
They shaped a rebirth
Fulfilling dormant spirit
Lungs purge howls mantled behind lit glass
In vain to flatter brethren
Faking claims of reaping my filthy harvest
Bereft of the chance
To feed their souls in the flesh
Utterly desperate
To give the food of love ardent
For when the concord sounds
Creative malaise shakes the ground
Alloys my sickness
Surrenders guard - sedative bliss
Surfeit sweetness
Emotions in husk can't resist
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
Asudden troupe grants me their helm contained of ennui
To give up the ghost, measure worth 'gainst their yardstick
A needled affair...
Exsanguinates the overtures of yore
And instruments passed down through lore
But in the limelight shines the pure
Delusion of grandeur
Whoring mettle into tatters
A pet jester to taunt in caverns...
Of fantasy
Relinquished from the helm the troupe moves onto barren lands
Content for me to flounder in a swansong I dread to end
For when the concord sounds
Creative malaise shakes the ground
Alloys my sickness
Surrenders guard - sedative bliss
Surfeit sweetness
Emotions in husk can't resist
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
A jack-of-all-trades but a master of none
Butchered to offal through the carvings undone
And though this sweet air is all consuming
It grants me passage to sleep in peace
Opens the clouds to riches which when I awake
I cry to dream again
I cry to dream again
Cry to dream again
Egos they jostled
But air and breath dulcet in its tones
They shaped a rebirth
Fulfilling dormant spirit
Lungs purge howls mantled behind lit glass
In vain to flatter brethren
Faking claims of reaping my filthy harvest
Bereft of the chance
To feed their souls in the flesh
Utterly desperate
To give the food of love ardent
For when the concord sounds
Creative malaise shakes the ground
Alloys my sickness
Surrenders guard - sedative bliss
Surfeit sweetness
Emotions in husk can't resist
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
Asudden troupe grants me their helm contained of ennui
To give up the ghost, measure worth 'gainst their yardstick
A needled affair...
Exsanguinates the overtures of yore
And instruments passed down through lore
But in the limelight shines the pure
Delusion of grandeur
Whoring mettle into tatters
A pet jester to taunt in caverns...
Of fantasy
Relinquished from the helm the troupe moves onto barren lands
Content for me to flounder in a swansong I dread to end
For when the concord sounds
Creative malaise shakes the ground
Alloys my sickness
Surrenders guard - sedative bliss
Surfeit sweetness
Emotions in husk can't resist
To be king
A lucid dream all consuming
A jack-of-all-trades but a master of none
Butchered to offal through the carvings undone
And though this sweet air is all consuming
It grants me passage to sleep in peace
Opens the clouds to riches which when I awake
I cry to dream again
I cry to dream again
Cry to dream again
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8342 - Lyrics
2. The Blackened Revelry Lyrics | 3. To Wager Scars Lyrics |
▶ 4. All Consuming Lyrics | 6. Benight Lyrics |
8342 - Album Credits
Members
- John Pescod : Vocals
- Reuben Chadwick : Guitars
- Christopher Fayers : Guitars
- Nathan Marshall : Orchestration, Bass
Other staff
- Nathan Marshall : Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Reuben Chadwick : Recording Engineer
- Christopher Fayers : Recording Engineer