Limited pressing of 300 on transparent Glacier Blue 10" vinyl at 45rpm, with printed inner sleeve, featuring artwork by Connor Anderson (Searing Limb).
*please note, a misprint on the center label of this pressing mistakenly states 33 1⁄3 rpm, when in fact the record is 45 rpm
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lyrics
Silence upon the snow
As above so below
Blood boils in the veins
What secrets to gain?
Winter rose hold thy tongue
What is done is done
Abrasax come to me
So I may see everything
Whispers hushed upon lips
The noose and tongues do slip
What may come after this?
Vast endlessness
I wandered where the lights grew dim
I wondered what had become of them
Seven: Our numbers thin (chitin blood and bone)
Destined to be alone again (born of wretched spawn)
The wolves are howling
The horns are calling
Seven sirens
The frost is falling
From under the shroud of flesh
They shed their ruse of skin
Stolen beneath the depths
Abomination begins
Torn from the realm of dusk
Praise be to Atargatis
Forget the begotten one
Forged in fires of lust
March me towards Asphodel
Bury me at thy feet
Not in this watery hell
Not in this brackish sea
Upon these hulls of rot
Repaired by skillful hands
The ship worms feast their lot
Lost to the eyes of men
Penumbra of a god
Blocking out the sun
Taste of the blood divine
Taste of Leviathan
Itch oh ye mortal lungs
Abandon death where life is done
No qualms here among
The lonely aeons
Birth of the drowned one
Howls of the wolves are gone
Swollen, cold, and blue
Dead eyes see anew
The omen sign is traced
Uponst thine shrouded face
Take your place among
The words of the siren’s song
Heavenly and blissful drone music to fully surrender into the divine presence of the Godhead, The Lord along with Petra Haden's angelical voice brings us the mystical experience in this musical mantra where we're driven in celestial ecstasy and joyful wanderlust amidst the holiness of each song that compels to worship creation with the sound of the sacred spheres. Pure musical beauty to leave you gleeming in magnificent awe. josedenoche