Bekor Qilish : The Flesh of a New God

Avantgardiste Black / Italy
(2023 - I, Voidhanger Records)
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1. DEFACED BACKGROUND

The Earth has been abandoned
Left to rot in its isolation
Worshipped by double-headed beings
Enlighted by dismemberment
Disfigured by the originary faith:
Annihilation

Become!
The impossible
Being different from itself
Mortality occurs when the will obliterates
its eternal belonging to the finite circle
And thus ripped open, it drowns in becoming

Mesmerized, rotting inside, excruciated
Suffering within omnipresent repulsion

Wherever you'll seek for an answer
You’ll find death
Ashes and rotting flesh


2. UNOBTAINABLE TRANSFORMATIONS

My broken unity is held together
By that dream which is the will
The place where death dwells

Immersed in the greatest lie
The morbid mutation of everything
The place where the truth is clearly invisible

Unobtainable transformations

Powerless, fragmented, deluded,
The non-exsistent self wanders
In the desert of the forgotten land

The dreamed land
The prison of biological conformation
Allowed by the will of power
The will to be God
The original sin
The error
Horror


3. UNEARTHLY DOMINION

A venomous domination has begun
Manifesting itself with the guise of salvation

But its true face is deceit
Distress, paranoia and confusion are its building blocks
The flesh of a new God
With his dreadful kingdom
The Techno-God

In the techno-paradise
The growth of happiness is the incubation
Of the extreme form of anguish
‘cause it is the result of pure madness
The faith in the existence of becoming

A venomous domination has begun
And its true face is deceit
Distress, paranoia and confusion are its building blocks
The flesh of a new God
With his dreadful kingdom
The Techno-God


4. UNAWARE GODS

(Instrumental)


5. ENSHROUDING WRATH

Condamned to the night’s path
For this trait of exsistence
Torn apart
Corroded by doubt

Hopeless is the attempt to free oneself
From the slavery of the will
Like fighting the master by serving him
When the disease is change
Then try to change the change

It is unsuspecting for the mortal
To know the origin for which
Wrath and rejection enshroud the isolated earth

Like fighting the master by serving him
When the disease is change
Then try to change the change


6. THE FLESH OF TERROR

A blurry image supervenes in the circle
it is the fragment of a disintegrated reality
A concreteness disappeared inside the void
The absurd becomes normality
Steeped in horror

The contradiction lives in the flesh
Of an eternal crippled monster
The wretched time of isolation


7. INFINITE SELF-REFLECTING CIRCLES

No mortal eye can see the Circle
But eyes can only be seen because of it
The self-reflecting space
The Beholder of an infinite richness of forms

Longing for fulfillment
The circle allows the supervenience
Traversing the deepest misery
The wretched time of isolation

Breaking into a new dawn
Unconstrained from contradiction


8. BEGGARS

(Instrumental)

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