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Bathed in Castalian Springs
Bleed the offering
Descend the adyton
To the Omphalos
From soil to air (Sky above, earth below)
Enlightenment (Aperture of the soul)
Inhale within (Blood brewed with mother’s root)
Embrace the sins (Shadows of a life obscured)
The crevice below emits the mist
Hallucinogenic prophecies
A fortune of the unseen
Is this what thou seeks?
Falling into the void
Trancing through ethylene
Herbal purification
Oh Father speak through me!
Know Thyself!
No excess!
Make thy pledge!
Mischief is nigh!
A careless word
Unknown manifestation
Will this forebode your path?
Or will your future bask?
Bathe in Castalian Springs
Bring forth thy offering
The Priestess of Cledones awaits
Omens to seal your fate
The crevice below emits the mist
Hallucinogenic prophecies
A fortune of the unseen
Is this what thou seeks?
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Cosmic light fades away
Tranced in ephemeral tones
Calling me to drift astray
For none ever return
Under a somber sky
Crimson glare
A pilgrimage
To nowhere…
Search for hidden brights
Reach the Serpent Pass
Taken will
Road to waste
Slaves to the Riff
Run amok
Naught to spare
Wasteland ahead
Leap through endless voids
Leave all behind overjoyed
Taken will
Road to waste
Slaves to the Riff
Run amok
Naught to spare
Wasteland ahead
Vibrations call upon me
Roots of desire
Vibrations call upon me
Run profoundly
Luring doom
Eyes locked
Sight set beyond
Embrace
Slaves to the Riff
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3. |
Tel - Punish
06:24
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I hate the taste of blood, but I love how it looks
as it drips onto white tile from my grinning teeth.
Drift away from my sight; don’t punish me for your broken life.
Harsh is the chill of the February night.
Leave the windows open as you sleep
and hope to freeze before dawn.
The sun teases us with a spring that shall never come.
In this life we lead, there is no warmth to be found.
Free me from this hunger, I am starving for a glimpse of truth.
Cleanse me from my past, if only my crimes could be reversed.
Wipe away the memory of me, I shall see my way out alone.
Drift away from my sight; don’t punish me for your broken life.
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Tel - Downer
08:59
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Awaken with an urge,
a hunger that must be fed,
an addiction to the only cure,
an illness nothing else can mend.
Every time is the last
but someday, it will go too far.
I’m standing too close to the edge
of a fall I know I won’t survive.
Awaken with an urge;
a wish to sink into the bliss.
Forfeit control of the impulses,
try to survive one more night.
Every time is the last
but someday, it will go too far.
I’m standing too close to the edge
of a fall I know I won’t survive.
I will never let my guard down again.
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5. |
Tel - Salvation
04:43
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Electric Talon Records Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Independent Record Label. Established 2019.
EMAIL : talonrecordsUSA@gmail.com
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