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Averoas

from Self by Terzij de Horde

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Averoas

Dragging feet on paths uncarved
I am the beacon of fault
Sinews and raven's cloak
You mock me? Ah, ye would.

Omnipresent preaching of precepts,
good spells, godspeed you, fallen ones.

A sole symbol this corpse
A race conscious enough
to know it is vile,
intelligent enough to know
it is insignificant.

These are the bitterest of mockeries:
Pain is not an evil;
Death is not a separation;
Sickness is but a blessing in disguise.

Weary and weak
I make my way home
Collapsing under entropy
this specter of universal death
sits among the guests at every feast
It lies in bed with all the lovers.

Omnipresent preaching of precepts,
good spells, godspeed you, fallen ones.

I have wandered to find him.
Stared at abysses before which thought
must be silent for fear of going mad
must be silent for fear of becoming naught

What is this shame in ignorance? Is it not a duty?
Am I searching for the second coming, the adjacent advent?
Or am I clutching at this imposed immortality?
This taste of death I yearn for,
I tarry behind, what is that to thee?

Omnipresent preaching of precepts,
good spells, godspeed you, fallen one.

This taste of death I yearn for,
I tarry behind, what is that to thee?

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from Self, released October 19, 2015

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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. ... more

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