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Psalm III

from Funeral Hymn by Locus Mortis

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A figure walking shadowless
Gently grazing with a frozen touch
Under ash and unnatural fumes
The saber dripping endlessly
Glaring faces of victims and lurks for more
Drawing them near, past the gate
Behold the Crow

Be gone the temptation
Beckoning Heathen's call
Moved by forces of withdrawal
It paints my soul abstract
Plaguing skin, flesh starts to react
Clenched by the ground, a vice, and conspired to turn my skin into ice

As the Martyr looked down upon the natural rubble of the ceremony, he dreamt his soul to be lighter than the incantational smoke to escape the evening. Chained to the atmosphere and forced to look at the blasphemy which eroded his body, his name had been cursed with sacrilegious hymns. Blinded by disbelief and a dizzy psyche, he questioned. How does one suffer after death? How can one endure so much torment? How is misery so capable as to entrench itself into the cracks of a broken spirit? To be battered and to witness the desecration of his human remains. Obliterated, so loved ones cannot pay homage to what used to be a man. Feeding the sadistic needs of a despicable being. Giving life to fuel another. A vicious cycle, it continues.

(3x)
Full moon
Compelling
Forces
Ensnaring

Recluse
Twining
Patient
Starving

(3x)
Bastard
Menacing
Captive
Fading

Smoldered
Lifeless
Mangled
Hideous

To thee that find me, just take my eyes and leave me be
I am no longer, disrupt the earth for my remains
A burial

Burning in vain
His final remains
He cannot be one
The sleeping sun
Screams turn calm
Howling the psalm
Swaying gone, for far too long
The night burns on

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from Funeral Hymn, track released September 22, 2017

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