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I: Accursed Stars
01:07
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Did not I fell the creature in the sky?
Did not I blaspheme beyond redemption?
Nature has nothing to challenge my perception
As I walk this world alone, as life's greatest exception;
To have none of my own and reside in self-deception...
When this world comes crashing down,
When I hear your cries I'll still be around,
Listening forever for the whisper of a sound;
I'm addicted to affection,
And so prone to your infection
One day I will learn to control my predilection.
Tell me what you want, rape me till it's broken
Take what you need, let me bleed out into oceans.
Addiction to destruction, prescription to affliction
Temptations to elations, depictions of detest.
Did not I fell the redbreast from the heights of the sky?
Did not I curse your name? This is an eye for an eye.
Tell me what you want
Take what you need
Tell me what you want, to fuck me till I'm broken,
Tell me what you need; just twist my soul right open.
Take me
Rape me
Fuck me
Break me down
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3. |
I: The Jaws Of Inertia
02:50
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I am lost inside
This wasted time
An endless loop of nothingness I cannot escape
I'm lost.
These months have taken their toll, taking the time of years
Stargazing and perpetual waiting shun all hopes overcome by fears.
'Why?' is the question of human nature;
'Why not?' answers back the beautiful razor.
The lack of reply makes me beg the walls,
As my unanswered prayers echo through the halls.
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Hope
I blame you
Encircling and choking behind the mask of happiness.
Love
You played me too
The source of eternities, unveiling all the secrets
That we repress,
That we possess
That we confess
Ever confining our hearts to less, but ...
Why?
(I asked you ... )
Why?
Encirclement's end.
Three strands of life,
Love and two hearts,
Are more efficient than any knife.
For a cord of three strands
Will tether my weight
And forgive these barren lands
So what do you say, entwined gateway?
Shall we open the door and end this war?
Why?
I'm surrounded by foul things, creations of my mind
I'm fucked up in the head, but I don't really mind.
The orchestra of daggers play havoc in my soul
Carving me a path into my heart, a hole.
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We've played this game before, silence.
Hear my final funeral anthem
Empty rooms tether me, degrading my defence.
The patience of the chasm
The second space
Torn in furious rage
Confined in this elaborate waste
It's just too dark to see
Beyond the tarnished debris
Of this void
I can't see the end,
I can't comprehend.
We've played this tune from our last breath,
The anthem of the chasm;
This discord overplayed till death,
The hymns of the abyss
When we join the requiem,
We whisper to the chorus.
Too afraid to stand up to them,
We're too afraid to walk the exodus.
We sing these chords from our last breaths,
In the nearing dawn to appease the stars
Brought to our knees, brought to our deaths
In the drawing night falls this house of cards.
We've played this tune from our last breath,
The anthem of the chasm;
This discord overplayed till death,
The hymns of the abyss
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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.
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.
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.
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.
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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7. |
I: So Falls The Void
08:35
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8. |
II: Slipping Away
03:29
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Intoxication and violation
Losing myself in isolation
Am I too far past salvation?
I can't see an end to this; nothing to break this corrupted kiss.
Which of life's lessons did I miss, that bound me to this endless abyss?
I'm slipping away
In the darkness
Can't hear me pray
Forever starless
I'm falling astray
A walking carcass
With nothing to say
To save us now
There is nothing I can do,
I can't keep myself away from you I need to (/sung)
Drown myself in all I hate
Just to keep myself level and straight
I'm slipping away
In the darkness
Can't hear me pray
Forever starless
I'm falling astray
A walking carcass
With nothing to say
To save us now
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9. |
II: The World Passed By
03:56
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The world passed by and as I watched
It told itself a lie and began to cry
I tear my skin new holes
As the old scars grow too old
Clearly one too many hours have gone and my soul is still unsold.
The canvas, blank as it was
Is painted now with cause
The effect of which is soon to be seen as I bleed out into gauze
Oh, the hurt is so good
Oh, if only they knew
I wanna let them know,
I wanna let them see,
I'll make them a show
In the bathroom drenched in my bleed
Maybe then they would see
Maybe then they would understand me
Proving my conviction with red rivers
Carving my depiction into the mirrors
Kill me
Take me away from here
Whether by blood or in silent darkness
I will kill.
The world passed by
And as I watched
I told myself a lie
I began to cry
Die.
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10. |
II: Breaking The Stream
05:17
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Life is getting smaller, caging my resolve
It suffocates, alleviates the pain I feel inside
Numbness calls again, a cry to devolve
To shed this misery, this misbegotten pride.
What I once had felt within became the spokesman of my vim,
Tearing new seams in the cloth, drenched in the trough
All the love inside my heart just tore it up into these parts,
A puzzle for whoever next should take upon this harp
I should only ask one thing, to be rid of this bittered ring
And take from me my crown, that I might never be a king.
So, breaking the stream
Of this flood from my soul
Taking my dream
Making it the final toll
There are no screams among the silent
Devotion to a coronet that died undefiant.
All the hate inside my heart just hastened my departure,
No loves or sorrows spoken of, just a broken archer;
Because I can't go on for much longer
So, breaking the stream
Of this flood from my soul
Break the stream of blood from these holes,
You see my scars, carven by your goals
Leave me to this hurt, leave me to this pain,
I can live alone without you,
And by that I swear I shall have no shame.
I have nothing more to say
To your wretched face, for it's not yours
I won't stand here while you
Curse my name
So when this river is broken,
The lines upon my face will heal,
Nothing more unspoken,
To the truth I will appeal -
Let this light shine on our faces, let us once shed our graces,
All the hurt we feel inside won't clear these empty spaces
My life won't be held in abeyance, now it's time to take a chance
I'm leaving you for the road, taking the path that you forebode.
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II: Trailing The Shadows
04:19
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The call of the void never voiced my name,
And so I drowned myself in my own shame
When I descended the spiral I had hope,
That the loves of all the others would loosen the rope
But it all seems to be just a waste of time
As I tear myself apart with each new crime
I'd say I'm lost now, but that's not true,
I found myself a new hell to put myself through
What I once had felt inside
Has curled up in my heart and died
Even if I tried again,
I know I'd just find pain
Fuck you, fuck your kind
Fuck me, intertwined
Your faithless rind
So utterly blind
I won't be denied,
I'll march this world astride.
I don't write this for the many who enslaved my kind.
It's true that I'm damned and I'm doing time,
This will be the end of me, and I'll see you when I'm there.
I won't lie down and take this anymore.
I won't be the bitch you like to call a whore.
Wretched and abandoned left me to your advances
But rest assured, my heart's endured enough of these trances.
What I once had felt inside
Has curled up in my heart and died
Even if I tried again,
I know I'd just find pain
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12. |
II: Devourer
03:47
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I devour myself until
There's nothing left but a shell
Scatter the shell to the four winds,
Scatter the remains into the seven seas
Bitterness has made me little more than a mess,
The sickness inside has become my deliverance
Less and less of heart with the growing of interstice
And upon that weight is set...
The devourer
It's in my heart,
It's in my blood
Washing me away in this voided flood
It's in everyone
The devil in our soul
The truth we can't deny
And some won't testify
This doom within us all
We know the final toll
We can hear the call
Of this darkest darkest hole
Burning all the ledgers
Cursing all the pledgers
It won't save you now
Recite your sacred vow
Meet the maker fast
Don't try to make life last
As it all gets torn away
We will stand ere judgement day.
It's in our hearts,
It's in our blood
Washing us away in this blackened flood
The devourer within us all tears us apart
The devourer will consume this rotten life
The devourer has come to burn this work of art
The devourer is our eternal strife.
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13. |
II: Into The Abyss
04:02
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I am the way into the city of woe,
I am the way into eternal pain,
I am the way to go among the lost.
Justice caused my high architect to move,
Divine omnipotence created me,
The highest wisdom, and the primal love.
Before me there were no created things
But those that last forever—as do I.
Abandon all hope you who enter here.
- Dante's Inferno
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14. |
II: Hymni Abyssi
03:13
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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
I am no man
I will never be this flesh
For I’m not what you see
I will not conform
To how you all see me
Weigh me as a witch
Burn me on your stake
Put me in a ditch
And say it’s a mistake
As my memory haunts you down
As you finally drown
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I knew it when you said nothing
The absence in the air
The steel-wrought heart within
And the road lay all too bare
The world is never kind enough
To carve a straight path
The dead only can trespass
The straits of life
When we walk alone
We walk our trails true
Never to atone
For the things we never do.
Lie, lie to yourselves
That love is all you need
The awareness of mortality is the only guarantee.
When we walk alone, we truly concede.
So fuck your rules
Fuck your constructions
Fuck your lives, go
Fuck yourselves
This is not an anarchist anthem
This is not a call to arms
This is just the knowledge
That you have a choice
And that I won’t be controlled.
There is no value to our lives
There is no value to our world
Don’t you hide within your lies
They will haunt you to the grave.
I wish it were another way
I’m sorry
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17. |
III: Letters From Eden
05:18
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When I choked inside the ashen wilds
The lights of heaven shone away
When the first steps were taken to the barren plains
The clouds surrendered the seas.
Do you remember the towers
That stood atop the world like mountains?
They watched the waves come crashing down
As the fires of hell tumbled down from the sky
When the floors of the world fold and meet as one
And the chorus of the angels sing in final harmony
When the mists of far forests gather as a shadow
When the cosmos is eclipsed by the wings of Cain.
The stricken fibres' corded spines
Bend and nestle like a lace of thorns
Carve me a path to oblivion
Through the hourglass the last light shines
As a message to all, from here be borne.
Letters from Eden, conversations from below
Each footstep closer to the void I know
Black, all black, the burning blades,
In the lamplight ropes cast death's sly shades
There
Is
No
Life
Beyond
The
Void
The light of the world
Eclipsed
The saviours of man
Occulted
The love of my life
Erased
Carve me a path to oblivion, where I lay my last
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18. |
III: Further
05:46
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One, two, three, four
I will not be your little fucking martyr
Bring it on, get it on
Dominate the place
Scathed and scarred
My body bleeds for more
The bubbling hate and heated moments
Turn the fires up to the skies
Screwing and enslaving like there is no god above
Oh friendly now and fiendish now
Oh little craven doll.
My spine is crooked from lying alone
Dripping from the skies
The violence is mine
The war within my lies
The mindset of the swine
The ragged haunted eyes
Of the need, so divine
My spine is crooked from lying alone
When I die don’t remember me like this,
Don’t dwell on my addiction to the order.
I wish I counted the days and not the days I had left
Stop the sirens, mute the cries
Close the chapter and meet the skies, going
Further
Going on
Going back
Almost gone
But what was that?
Swan songs
Eternal black
Death’s won
Through the crack
I go.
I found the meaning of life
And it cut like a knife
Further and further I bled
Bleeding out I fled.
We will all burn
We will all burn
We will all burn
And as I stand I fall
Further
My spine is crooked from lying alone
When I die don’t remember me like this,
Don’t dwell on my addiction to the order.
I wish I counted the days and not the days I had left
Stop the sirens, mute the cries
Close the chapter and meet the skies, going
Further
My spine is broken from holding all these lies
When I die don’t remember me,
Don’t dwell on my existence or my doings in life.
I wish I counted the days and not the days I’d left behind
Stop the sirens, mute the cries
Close the chapter and meet the skies
Going on to the end
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19. |
III: The Stars Fall
01:21
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20. |
III: The Drowning
04:37
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The chasm's jaw opens whole
As the world falls to benighted dusks
Do I tear this world around me apart?
Or suffer in eternal silence?
We all fall down,
One by one
Or in our thousands
Death for all is come.
The overshadowing lustful dark,
Inescapably haunting life,
Plagues me like an immortal mark
Burned into my mind
The footsteps we trace upon the earth become a trench,
Embedded six foot deep, lined with pyres that can't be quenched.
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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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