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Cloak and Dagger Routine
02:56
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A much maligned cloak of secrecy
thrown over arms holding my heart
The knife in the back replaced
by a dagger of piercing truths
Speak hands, for me
as my lips tremble with lies
Et tu Brute? Then fall Caesar
Then let collapse this world of byes
Lover/Caesar now be still
I killed not thee with half as good a will
Rip apart this futile corpse
let the blameless fingers point
vile daggers, torn shrouds
Stained hands this body anoint
let the pointless fingers blame
your cloak and dagger routine on shame
The knife in the back replaced
by a dagger of piercing truths
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The Giant's Cave
01:17
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Caught in the giant’s cave
While every night the one-eyed god
Walks in with his flock of sheep
Your perception ruined
By those that raised you
As a mark of dedication
To the lord of this hollow place
You grow sick with fear
At the thought of a world outside
While every night
The beast walks in
And takes another from the ranks
Martyred
In a crushing of brains against the wall
Your god will not get to me
In this cave I am no one
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The Short Dawn
01:46
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Awake with a howler monkey mind
Screaming vengeance against the world
Slow lightning chases me through the masses
That break their teeth
On the millstones of religion
And the clogged fat of shame
Meanwhile, murder has turned inward
Closely following public guidelines
Emaciated under tents of flesh
Drawn out by familiar hands
A flash of absence
Silences the rattling chains
Everywhere veins shiver with desire
To follow Cain’s shining path
On a monstrous palanquin
Behind drapes of knotted hair
The ruling eyes of fear
Blink out in emergency codes
But my eyes are still
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The Kraken
05:11
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Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the lumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
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Mooranyi
00:40
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Here we are, surplus humanity
forgotten but not yet gone
Our ransacked villages, tattered bodies
have not kept our struggle from going on
We
Who set out to found no cities, we are the found
Who were bound for no victories, we are the bound
Who levelled nothing before us, we are the ground
Who will not be silenced, we are the sound
Our dead will remain nameless
Our ancestors mere hand, faceless
Taken from our graves, robbed from our wombs
Your fragile apologies resonate in hollowed tombs.
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Cry out for the king
To bring salvation from the plague
Cry out for the king
To bring the cleansing flame
And build the new Jerusalem
The king is the cause of the plague
We capsize, overwhelmed
By cascading oedipal revelations
Jocasta’s feet have finally left the ground
Fissures running all the way down
Our sacred visions of Apocalypse
Epic comic-book escape fantasies
We are conveniently unworthy
Lull our budding concerns to sleep
And every doomsday tragedy
Ends with a place in eternity
The Delphic oracle grows fat
On self-fulfilling prophecies
And the Ark of the Covenant
Holds a pair of golden brooches
Only the burial ground of our old beliefs
Will be blessed with a fighting chance
Cry out for the king
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Terzij de Horde Utrecht, Netherlands
Terzij de Horde combine an amalgam of progressive black and doom metal with a rawness reminiscent of extreme hardcore or
chaotic screamo.
Terzij de Horde is Dutch for “athwart the horde”. It is a line from the poem “Einde” (ending) by legendary Dutch poet Hendrik Marsman. Marsman is an inspiration to the band, as are many other authors and philosophers in the same dark vitalistic vein.
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