Amores Defunctus Tuus Mater - 2007

by Rigor Sardonicous

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1.
In the light a shade of embers made A wraith of ashen dust cascade A spirit of darkness in empty space A calling unto an unknown face In innocence fair a being created A child of lust, the phantasm so great A sworn virtue of purity in state A solemn guest without anguish has been laid In love a life whose star has gazed A casted reflection of mundane plain A chilled reaction to sorrows name A soul deceived from human grace In starkness borne from insight so strange A gallant shadow of unwanted craves A decadent cast of lust betrayed In life as in death a nothing awaits
2.
I am as frost upon death's breeze In darkness unshunned this land is my own I gaze into the life that is lost In desolation untamed a flower has no birth No sword of faith shall grant thee rest A palace of pain and unrelenting death No shame can save the bloodwept earth No cries to hear a lost moments turn I am as frost upon death's breeze I am the lack that severs your hope In silent wishes your soul is my throne I cast my face into your lifeless eyes In sombre delights I boast these putrid relics
3.
Ascend to the mist in foreign dimensions Lying cold and still unto death's long stare Breathe in the toxic fumigation of hate As blood and flesh decay in the air A line with no boundaries encramped in rage A holocaust of lust, disdain, and pain No future is certain, kill again and again Wipe your tears of peace in pieces Blood of the seraphim The dead beseech the souls of the lost Forgotten oaths and promises uncared Open graves of mortal wounds Enshrouded ghosts in crypts profaned Torn in slaughter in refuted disgrace A callous reversion fallen in shame A battle for death as life lies blamed Speak not your prayers so sombre in silence Withered and cold, a slave to none Unknown and disowned, descended in blood Untamed and deranged, abandoned as one Acclaimed and estranged, a disguise of raw lust
4.
I am about to fall Ripping from my face Blood runs through my eyes My limbs about to break These cold, dim chambers A though… lost moment Why can’t it end Why must I be It’s always coming towards me As it’s ripping through my skin I begin to defend Will break when I fall Am I no longer to speak? Was I ever heard? It all comes so quick Shall I take a breath And have it all gone It begins to fall apart I am sweating everyday I am racing everyday It never ends… I scream in pain Cutting through my skin Tearing for the bones A fool among thieves I feel buried among them As I struggle to breath As I struggle to stand I curse and scream But all around me is silent And continues to move Nothing waits for me Am I left behind? Please… I beg of thee I worship thee I hate thee I need thee I die for thee I curse thee I strangle thee I suffocate thee I bury thee I worship thee I hate thee I need thee I die for thee I torment thee I am nothing to me It never ends… In the torment of me It never ends… The life begins to fade All is turning to shades Give me peace But don’t leave me Piece by piece Don’t leave me Let me catch my breath Let me see the silence Let me see the skies I will not drown It is not over, will it ever be… Let me catch my breath…
5.
Lame descendant, image of nothingness The vision, a scribe of deformed death Inferno in angst, a molten hell of languid faith Entorched and scarred in blood and waste Fallen angels with pierced wings betrayed Salvation denied, a lost eternity awaits Lame descendant, image of nothingness The vision, a scribe of deformed death The tale, a phantasm born of the heretic For nothing and depraved to the sheltered earth The gate of lies has been built unto flames A vision denied of unfulfilled rage No beauty, no sight, no loss, no life A choir of despair and death-like decay Salvation denied, no eternity to save Inferno in angst, a molten hell of languid faith Entorched and scarred in blood and waste Fallen angels with pierced wings betrayed Lame descendant, image of nothingness The vision, a scribe of deformed death The tale, a phantasm born of the heretic For nothing and depraved to the sheltered breath A tale, the fable of the soul's triumph in death Salvation denied, no future begets
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Do unto others as they done to you This commandment has never held the least bit true A race in dark, claim to see light, remains blind, our victory through strife Just before dawn will be waiting by the bedside smiling as we slash the throat of this forsaken unconscious world To expect wisdom to come from a drone is not unlike squeezing blood from a stone The walking dead we must exterminate for an evolved new breed to germinate The dawn has risen, their fall has begun The frost in them, a torch is low Destroy their homes, destroy their schools, demolish all that they've abused Burn their bibles, burn their churches, all is crushed if not converted Kill their children, mindless sheep, to what ancestors have already reaped Resistance is futile, years of rage overwhelm all The world remained asleep despite our battle call Blood is spilled, heads are split, still they slept as their throats were slit Just before dawn we'll be waiting by the bedside, smiling as we slah the throat of this forsaken, unconscious world The dawn has risen, their fall has begun The frost in them, a torch is low

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Our songs from a split disc with Dimentianon released in 2007 by Largactyl Records.

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released August 5, 2018

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Rigor Sardonicous New York

RAW DEATH INSPIRED DOOM, RIGOR SARDONICOUS DRAWS FROM TRULY APOCALYPTIC SOURCES FOR THEIR INSPIRATION AND FORWARD INTO THIS VOID A SONIC ATMOSPHERE NOT OF FRIGHTENED AND DEPRESSIVE APPREHENSION, BUT RATHER OF FRIGHTENING, HORRIFIC BLEAKNESS DRAWN FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THE ABSENCE OF HOPE FOR ALL LIFE! ... more

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