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Apocryphal Lamentations

by Blacnk

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Jeff Richardson These two make use of several musical devices and vocal styles. So unlike the repetition of so many raw black metal chains. Enjoyed all 8 of the tracks. Their aptitude as clever as their cognomen. Favorite track: Dirt Holds No Memory.
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Lament only when facing burial When your spine is so broken and worn In a world where death is make believe All the scars you were born with arise For the cries have been well rehearsed The words are memorised like song Those who will not let you off Will lead you to death, real and deserved The sky screams in terror and rains down On the hopes of your upheld design Escape if by only capsizing And bleeding out into their hands For the cries have been well rehearsed The words are memorised like song Those who will not let you off Will lead you to death, real and deserved Push down the dirt forgotten By those who you never could see They were holding their spades all along But never turned one grain of soil For the cries have been well rehearsed The words are memorised like song Those who will not let you off Will lead you to death, real and deserved Although the cries have been well rehearsed They'll lead you to death, real and deserved
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End of aspect grown in dust and filth Burned as an offering to help you out with life It crosses the line of the nameless chasm All that remains is a vacancy of inertia Reviled and cut, winding up to the same old page Carried into the gates of eternal screams Remember calling in to visit fear It climbs up to the point of hate Silence is offering the scream of alone Dust sits on windows obscuring the view To what can be seen over everything new Silence is offering the scream of alone It buries you into a myriad of dirt That melds itself to every form Created by your agonizing pain You claw your way through the pages that seek To tell you the story of where your life is spit Silence is offering the scream of alone
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Cold wind and dust blows amongst the ruins Of treachery and lies that have been withheld Illuminate the full sun rise, its burning Carrying the darkness and death inside The wind cuts through like a pick through ice The dirt holds no memory, never ill defined Slipping back through passages of leftover pieces Consummated mind, the memories of life Breaking all the capsules of time you never held Bleeding through the floor, through the dirt, through it all The dirt holds no memory, it burns through with blood It captured what it needed before it sends you to hell Dirt holds no memory
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Years of blood, tears of all thereafter Cradled all your thoughts and dreams Broken up inside the fear of leaving To the end of you felt had meaning Days of counting down for all thereafter Buried all our thoughts and dreams Push the knife inside your fear of leaving To make it all just how you need Life, an afterthought as you scrape your path out of your boot tread Tracks of crimson stains that tell of your utter disdain Life, an afterthought as you scrape your path out of your boot tread Tracks of crimson stains that tell of your utter disdain
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Afforded life of forty sorrows Rest the limbs from the fight Another night has moved tomorrow Closer to the lens that's seen tonight Words are nothing, but that's made you A beacon for the night about to bring May it rain forty blades of pain from above To cut you away from this life The night, for some about the slumber Or hiding away from the rain The shadows disguise hidden meaning Better than the lies of life today The grave is only getting larger To fit in all you think you take away But you think rest is a finalising martyr It's not, it is you and no one cares

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Apocryphal Lamentations is a concept album centring around the final moments of a man facing the consequences and meaning of his life before death....a death wished upon him...... His repentance and lamentations no one wants to hear...and he knows he wouldn't mean it anyway....


Many thanks to Torquemada (Celestial Shadows/Demon Sin/Varsmott) for providing drums for this album. His other demonic offerings can be found here - rassilonrecords.bandcamp.com/artists

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released November 26, 2023

Tracks 2, 4, 6, 7, 8 - Written by Blacnk/Torquemada

Tracks 1, 3, 5 - Written by Blacnk

Instruments, Vocals, Lyrics - Blacnk

Except

Drums - Torquemada

Art - 'The Track Of The Bushfire' - Samuel Calvert (1879

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Blacnk Perth, Australia

Psychedelic Raw Black Metal/Dark Ambient

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