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In the shadow of divinity,
In the wake of our mistakes
There lies a promise to fulfil
And the road that each of us takes.
One can only hope and
One can only dare
To say that they can cope
And not fall into despair.
One can never stay,
Until these days arise,
I hope these paths take me astray
And sever these ties.
In the shadow of my love,
Lust casts a path too near.
In the radiance of this casket,
Lie the choices that led us here.
Straying on the graves of dead gods,
The shadow of divinity six foot deep;
Tombstones laid with the reverence of fanatics,
Carved from the bones of the heretics.
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Stare into the darkness of the endless abyss
Watch the dark fires of redemption consume
Stare and stand alone in the pitch black
Know now my resolve above all you presume
I am not this flesh
I’m not what you see
Don’t ever you dare
To think you once knew me
Confined to this elaborate waste
I thought I’d always be this way
But to think your taste would wear me down is another day my friend
In another past life you’d know I’d care
These presuppositions would’ve had me a slave
But I learned my lessons and the ring is mine
And you needn’t worry now I will be just fine
When I look into the glass another reflects my gaze
The horror, the fear, the anger and hate –
The gateway to oblivion I reached too late
I am the shadow walking through the graves
Searching to no end for the life I crave
Through all this anguish and hate I brave
But I found there’s no one left to save
I am no man
And nor will I ever be, for I’m a lost nothing
And if I ever ask for she – well I never was a king
Oh when will this end? The time it takes is torture
If I ever had a friend they would be death’s enforcer
Chain me down and beat me down
For I’ve no soul to break.
Tear my gown and take my crown
And weigh me in the lake.
Let me float or let me sink
Regardless I’m on the brink
In my final moments
What do you think I think?
When I look into the glass another reflects my gaze
The horror, the fear, the anger and hate –
The gateway to oblivion I reached too late
I am the shadow walking through the graves
Searching to no end for the life I crave
Through all this anguish and hate I brave
But I found there’s no one left to save
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Spinal Ruptures
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Eris Harlowe Lancaster, UK
Since its inception in 2011, Lancaster black metal project Eris Harlowe has released three EPs and a full-length album, taking influence from extreme metal heavyweights Gnaw Their Tongues, Thy Art Is Murder and Behemoth.
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