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In the twilight of scorn and disdain
I’m brought before you again
A wretched corporeal form
Covered in runes and bearing a demon’s horn
Formless and void, unfathomable terror
Taking it’s form
This madness drove me to the place
Whence I shan’t even know thy name
As hallowed in darkened shrines disgraced
Atone for all I’ve done this day
If today should be my last
Know that I am forever cast
Into the fires that burn beneath
The roots of righteous trees
Suffer their judgement no more
In the reflection of the fire
I am begrudged my sins once more
To stand held for what’s is born
If today should be my last
Let me offer up my voice
For in sins of my past
I wasn’t given much choice
As their eyes cast judgement on this mortal shell
Know I burn with great torments, none withheld
Such awful sights to show you, should you believe
Only when one is nothing can they be set free
If today should be my last
Let me offer up my flesh
For the sins of my past
This end I meet, is for the best
So let today be my last
As I cry aloud my voice
I wasn’t meant to be at rest
The darkness beckons me home
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L'appel Du Vide
05:36
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The emptiness of the void
Is afforded to those who stand poised
To affirm their hatred for this curse of mankind
The restlessness of eternity divine
Hate for the sake of doctrines perverse
Amnesty spelled out by its lies
Living slaves drawn in by each fucking verse
In godless splendor I shall die
So full of life yet devoid of hope
It’s the feeling that I crave the most
Any feeling that you think you can cope
Is dangling from the end of this rope
The call of the void is strongest at night
Difficult to avoid, standing hypnotized
Like a deer caught in the headlights
A drive off these cliffs seems just fine
Above the sky seems a dreary grey
Reminding you of how I look today
Eyes white with signs of decay
You look on me and then you look away
You look away
So full of life yet devoid of hope
It’s the feeling that I crave the most
Any feeling that you think you can cope
Is dangling from the end of this rope
It’s only in the absence of light
We can truly hear this call sublime
A beckoning from the darkness inside
When finally it comes
What will you decide?
The embrace of the void, warm and refined
I can’t avoid, beckoning in time
Whatever may come, as yet defined
Sure to uphold this penance in mind
It’s only in the absence of light
We can truly hear the call sublime,
A beckoning from the darkness inside,
When it finally comes
What will you decide
It’s only in the absence of light
We can truly hear the call sublime,
A beckoning from the darkness inside,
When it finally comes
What will you decide?
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If today should be my last
Let me offer up my voice
For in sins of my past
I wasn’t given much choice
Sammael
I stand before thee
With your scythe at my neck
Begging to be released
As the fluid gurgles in my throat
I know that I’ve been undone
These final gasps of mine
Are relished thoughts of the end of time
Father of all
I sit and dine with thee
With wolves and with ravens
I share this feast
The hunt for what cannot satiate
Will forever more ingratiate
This wretched, sour, distaste
Of iron spilling blood upon my plate
Mother of the undead
I sit with thee
Awaiting poisoned drink
A fitting end for this creature, me
I’ve come this far
Don’t deny me this
I’ve gone through hell
To make the acquaintance of death
I’ve suffered so
To meet my final rest
I’ve given everything
To make the acquaintance of death
By mine own hand
Or my adversary
Close to the end
This darkness beckons me
And so I speak this now
With my final breath
I can be at rest
And make the acquaintance of death
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4. |
A Most Lucid Fever Dream
07:04
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Kinship With The Beast
04:15
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And from the skies you will see
A great unkindness
And it will swarm down upon you and your house
And it will pluck your eyes from your skulls
And it will rend your bones from your flesh
All of these things you must endure
This creature that we are
Smells of death and the process of dying
How we’ve come so far is bereft
Of our understanding
Reborn as animals
That live to fuck and to feed
Just how we fallen so far
The greatest mystery
Just as the ones who came before
Seeking our selfish needs
But as the story goes
We can’t see forest for the trees
And with every syllable spoke
And with each masterful stroke
These creatures awoke
From their hallowed sleep
‘Neath dirt and leaves
Forlorn in the forest breeze
Rebirth of the body is not for the soul
For the gaping chasm that’s left takes a toll
Driven by instinct to fuck and to feed
Tormented by unquenchable need
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Born Again
06:17
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Baptized in the flames of perdition
I stake my claim to the throne of the earth
Let their feeble gods fall at my feet
And bear witness to this venomous rebirth
Failure to lift the sword
The true vision of defeat
What lies beneath my feet
Are the broken bones of what you believe
Peeling the flesh from myself
Shedding this mortal skin
Dawning a hellish rebirth
I have been born again
God is dead
Crushed bones beneath my feet
Born again
I am I AM, hear me speak
Mortem Deus Vindicta
The godheads of bygone beliefs adorn my wall
Severed at the neck
A message all
For if it can bleed
Then it’s no god at all
Mortem Deus Vindicta, a message to all
For if it can bleed then it’s no god at all
Peeling the flesh from myself
Shedding this mortal skin
Dawning a hellish rebirth
I have been born again
Born again
Through the beauty of bloodshed
I drive a spear
Through the heart of your god
A wretched corpse
Falls lifeless at my feet
Shattering the liar’s crown of deceit
Cast your gaze
To the fires beneath
For no heaven awaits
When you cease to breath
The death of gods and of masters
At the hands of the meek
When drenched with their blood
Born again you shall be
God is dead
Crushed bones beneath my feet
Born again
I am I AM, hear me speak
God is dead
Trampled doctrines under me
Born again
I am I AM, hear me speak
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Called To Bear Witness
02:00
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If this fate that befalls me seems unpleasant
Know that my own hand did not regret
My cautious soul composes this resonant farewell
You have not understood
And never bothered to see why
Smile, you have achieved what others could not
If only for fleeting glimpses of happiness despaired
I have a voracious taste for what’s to come
Death, in it’s sweet silence
Embraces me where you have not
You can cry now for what feels like loss
But where were your tears before I was gone?
Where was your heart while mine was just a pawn?
And while my hand strokes aside this quill
I am soon gone.
For if today were to be my last
Let this message ring true
I take my life into my own hands
The answer was always you
Cold darkness enchants my eyesight
And I stop breathing
The smile I keep
I just hope remains posthumous.
You’ve looked at this cry for help and mocked it’s presence
You’ve ignored countless signs
And here we are, the end of it all
So while this fluid fills my lungs
And I’m looking at what I’ve done
I’ll be gone soon
And you will forget where this is from
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8. |
Purge Ov I
07:14
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There’s something learned
In this journey of self, I endure
There’s something hidden in reflections
Staring back at me, I am sure
Pervasive darkness creeps behind the wall of sleep
Evermore
Now I erase myself
In a purge of I
Displace myself
As a memory lost in time
But I can’t cure myself
From this agony
What lies before you now
This shell without me
In a purge of I
And I can cleanse myself
In a purge of I
As I remove the layers of this cell
Removing skin that’s imprisoned me in hell
Peeling away
The burdens of the day
One, by one, by one, this shell falls away
I will suffer no more
This delusion
A fantasy and nothing more
And as my light fades away
I purge myself again
Cutting, removing, and peeling and shedding the pieces of me that I can’t stand
Tearing away at the misshapen shell that composes my disgusting self again
No distance can come between you and yourself
Unless the body dies
So then to remove one’s self
Only a purge of I
Peeling away
The burdens of the day
One, by one, by one, this shell falls away
When all that’s left is bone
And the body has died
Your soul can finally roam
In this purge of I
Cutting, removing, and peeling and shedding the pieces of me that I can’t stand
Tearing away at the misshapen shell that composes my disgusting self again
I will suffer no more
This delusion
A fantasy and nothing more
And as my light fades away
I purge myself again
I erase myself in a purge of I…
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You have returned to the torture-chambers
To find peace among the rotting corpses
You have returned to the execution place
To inhale the smell of blood
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
You have returned to the hidden graves
Only you know about
You have returned to to face your victims
And feel
Sensation
Of violence
Again
We are spellbound by the devil
Death and terror rules the soul
You have been spellbound by the Devil
Murderer, you have returned
To create fear and sorrow
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
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Nordic Frost Modesto, California
Nordic Frost was originally formed in the insipid yet malevolent thoughts of it's creator in the fall of 2006. Though passed over until now, the inner demons that inspire the project have yet to cease their beckoning and have recently been given the outlet needed to spew their antagonizing wrath upon your feeble kind. ... more
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