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De Profundis

by Zwodder

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Caleb Lail
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Caleb Lail I absolutely adore Gravenchalice and I find this equally as intriguing. The soundscape is dense and mortifying, and the gloom and doom of the religious lyrics are complemented well in the almost snarling vocals. Favorite track: The Third Step.
rresmini
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rresmini A spirit from the Gravenchalice Zwodder is a funeral doom elixir of MonumentuM metamorphogenic proportions. Yeah, you read that correctly… An Esoteric take on In Absentia Christi. It’s that fucking good. Buy it.
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Fear of the Lord marks the beginning of wisdom All is determined None are lost Your aimlessness advocates the truth Some for Beulah and some for perdition Failure shall bend thy head Lest you come to your senses and be saved Nulla salus Nulla lux Rejoice and sing with a jubilant heart De profundis, de profundis, mors venit Rest in a coffin below the worm and soil Know His compassion Abounding grace Tread the steps Disoriented descent For this inevitable fate The face pushes further through the curtain And from His unseen mouth, a sough: "Cadere et mori" Be not deceived by any purpose or any chimera Una salus victis nullam sperare salutem Gathered from every corner To commune at the table of the Lord where joy is found Remember us Remember us in Thy return When we perish for eternity
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Nascentes morimur finisque ab origine pendet All consumed It shall be Poison is dripping from your cup Barren cross awaits Your limbs to sprawl Nails to stab, whips to lash Our Father will not abandon ye faithful There He is in the clouds There He is in the shade Unfolding with a host of ivory angels All is naught And vertigo is ever pulling the flesh Harm thyself Destroy your temple With odious despair With vices and follies Indulgence and addiction For what is it worth but dust? Groan Oh prodigals, ye who go astray For even in your sin there is supplication for more Return to the catacombs Return to the nothing that was That which spoke the gods to be And it shall devour them Along with every work of every hand All is consumed There is paradise Soil clouds Ivory angels and barren thrones Tranquility in every stillborn heart I will want not This is paradise
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Obscuris vera involvens Behold truth, behold liberty in sacrifice And in bleeding all that is, all that was and all that will be You cannot deny the allure of the sides Where it drops to reach the bottom quickly Why should the suffering toil longer? And the anguished be forced to drink the cup of vitam? They shall be martyrs They who take up valiance In lighting your own stakes In breaking your own lungs Leap from edge, plunge into blade Sanctified are ye from the rest They shall be martyrs Holy saints we follow We pray unto and revere Obscuris vera involvens
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Acedia pressing Dreams are like murk Every thought dragged into the pit Where light doth not fall Allelujah! In vitam there shall be no solace Why do you toil? In the heaving of breath Why do you weep? In the trance of slumber Give thyself to Him In morte, respite Tie this stone around your neck Nec spe, nec metu And toss it into the sea This gracious embrace Find your peace Allelujah! There the wicked cease from troubling And the weary are at rest There the prisoner decays Hearing not the voice of oppression The small and great lie there The servant is free from the master Wherefore is light given unto him And life unto the bitter in soul Which long for death, but it cometh not Though they dig for it more than treasure They shall rejoice exceedingly When they find the grave Why is light given to a man who is lost? Whom God hath ensnared? Nec spe, nec metu Ridebimus et ridebimus Sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like water For the thing which I feared is come upon me And that which I was afraid of is come upon me Enveloping silence Abandoned souls
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Death dissolves the mirage A key to open the door for the everlasting halls Composed of staring upon the dim horizon Distance multiplied betwixt a barren stretch and solemn sky Feet will wander with aim for none But that is the bliss It is the wonder No burdens to bear This yoke is gentle Rot away In oblivion Just slip away Lose everything For all beneath the sun was found and it was lacking Discontentment Denouement dissolve mirage No burdens to bear Mors venit
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Engulf the sun May bitterness arise May all beg to die Curse your birth Curse your breath in a void Echo in a void Here is the end A final communion on the last step These vapors exhale Severed from creation Severed from Creator By nameless savior Nameless thief Rejoice and be not afraid And look in the rotting corpse of man Look in the spoiled womb of woman Look in the crushed frame of child And behold the glory of the Lord Magnified for every eye to see The shadow of the foundation Looming from below Simmering with spite Promising to reap they who boast in life Oh, my soul pants for you How long must I wait to see? None shall see my face and live What is meant to be? Non plus ultra Ne te quaesiveris extra Fear is in those who seek the light Wallow in truth, in its misery And its blaze shall refine or destroy Shackle or liberate I have beheld Thy splendor and will abide in Thee Surrender and devotion unto Thee For You are worthy of praise Worship with heavy tears With scarred limbs A ruined life, sweetest aroma

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released March 23, 2023

Léon Spilliaert's "Vertigo" adorns the initial work of worship.

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