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Postmortem Apocalypse & Night Rhythm Recordings LP Pressing
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The vinyl edition of the album by Postmortem Apocalyse & Night Rhythm Recordings. Fans outside of Europe should order directly via the labels.
Includes unlimited streaming of Orisons of Vengeance
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lyrics
Call from the watch as my nerve awoke, a spirit of infernal black
a soulless wretch laps horror and pain, gouging love from the eyes of a child.
They had seared me with the blade of hades, a ghoul obverse to God´s light.
Yet here I stand in the revenant land, a phantom from a world below.
into the crimson night, I scale the face of stone, drawing trust from the darkness, they will mark me, I, the king.
The hammer fell from midnight sky and we danced, the prodigal and I.
Heed me son, from that pure womb a soulless tyrant was born,
he revels in lust upon a bespoke throne, as my kingdom is forced fed a lie.
Avenge me! Quoth the caitiff, a warlord reduced to a swain.
A foulness you always knew, their wedding my funeral finale, draw me out from your rage within, I am summoned to the flames of hell.
Fallen into to a grave unknown, from vengeful tears he will rise, a rabid beast choking on hate, an idol for the cursed, for the bereaved.
This, will be your gilded one; he drank murder from the palm of my hand. Death, will follow him now, his heart claims victory over the mind.
This, is a pact fulfilled, I showed him the way into the shadows. Alone, in a world so cruel, the knowing conquers the fevered dream.
the eyeless shall encroach no more lest my lust be appeased. To enter the turmoil, and face those winds, a debt you must concede and call forth the one who heeds.
wait upon the hour, for the sap behind the shroud, for the welp beneath a crown, for the sorrow in the robe, for the naked fear.
Sulphur burns within, reason falls behind, look beyond the veil, for the well of mania, who chants in tongues
and he calls my spirit, to the circle of nine and he could banish me here, frozen for all time.
Within my grasp, a foul creation? an instrument of death, or a summoning knell?
Untouchable heavy metal. Vocals that sear, guitars that riff and wail and a production and feeling that oozes cultness and vaporises trends. One of the most perfect modern Heavy Metal albums. Molten Chains
supported by 28 fans who also own “Bedevilled by Sorrow”
Allow me to copy Pagan Altar's third album title to describe not only III:Pentecost but the whole discography of Wytch Hazel so far: well, yes, it's Magical and Mythical!!! A must-have for the lovers of 70's hard sound revival. BoneWalker