A Cold Sweat of Quiet Dread

by Myopic & At the Graves

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1.
To break free we perish The self lowers and fragments Not one They move for the hive Inversion of promise A yearning for self Yearning for death A legion of ciphers Bound unwittingly Legion Their thoughts a chaotic din Pulsing Through veins of shared blood Legion Of kin, disparate Rising Pressure of pain erupts Other’s shards Pierce the new whole Hideous creature Shocked in to life without consent Legion They move as Sisyphus Consuming all light Consuming what’s left Becoming whole A Pitiful end Hideous creature Shocked into life Without consent Now discord is all A legion of chaos Bound eternally A yearning for self A yearning for death
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Forward, the lines of olden days Further the lives from newer ways It is so It is known Grasped by the hand of history The hilt of time we cannot see Voracious distilled fervor For the unwashed The death blow striking steel The helm uncleaved Listless is the crone of dissonance Unbarred from her petrified gaze A cry for malintent arose The cages thirst for blood Voracious distilled fervor For the unwashed The death blow striking steel The helm uncleaved Pugnacious is the hand Of the unclean Their treachery an everlasting tainted effigy Who will you serve Ten thousand lances Born of fire and salt Derecho of anguish Breathes then falls The cracked altar of ignorance Dilapidated Fastened with gold sinew The book that holds us together Festers on the weak Summarizes their plight Hidden The face of who I am Concealed behind lies Written in blood My name in the book of death Cursed to walk this realm A spirit of dread
3.
Caged by desires I can’t control I search for escape, and find it Episodes of dulled senses Satisfies the clarity between Drawing from nothing But a primitive reflex to survive I find recourse in indulgence found easily The further I wade into the deep The easier I fall into it Promises of life’s vacuity Never really is true Ripples from my shortcomings Splashed on the ones I knew Close my eyes to my better senses Caged by desires I can’t control The further I wade to the deep The easier I fall into it The sun is up and I am spent With no story But an overwhelming sense of guilt and loss Leaving no time to reflect I assume righteousness Leaving no time to reflect I assume righteousness Close my eyes To better my senses False nurturing For a fucked up infant To feel secure My time has no meaning Feeling abhorred At the sight of me I fall into it
4.
Ripped from the jaws of despondency To miss the target But align again Far from denied A hope for recompense Again I strive New ways to survive I cope with abuse Stumbling on unlevel ground I choose to look downward Lack of foresight inhibited me In moving forward And you may find Deceit that abounds To gather you up And spit you forth Impaled on the stake And again I find Helpless, I re-enact The pathetic cycle Falling on the sword I pull myself closer To close the loop Ignorant and full of fear And you may find Deceit that abounds To gather you up And spit you forth Impaled on the stake And again I find, it’s useless Fueling my own demise
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Leech on them Fill that space with essence Their being can’t sustain on its own Not long till release Leech on them for healing No avoiding Host’s slow death Not long till release Us a plague Now free to spread Us a monument To deceit Drifting among them A god in its eyes A nepotistic ascent To a throne of nothing Bloodletting Drain the disease Sorrow brings solace At your final breath Us a plague Now free to spread Us a monument To deceit Drifting among them A god in its eyes A nepotistic ascent To a throne of nothing Leech on them for healing No avoiding Host’s slow death Leech on them for healing No avoiding Host’s slow death
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Elucidate the way ahead Blindness overtakes My senses opening Dulled and numb Come to reason now I won’t wake up Dashed upon the rocks Bruises turning into scars As time fades Wash away the past There’s no shelter in the cave Of your grand illusion The cold burning of the flesh Endless passions of the heart Lustful wretched we become Turn away - a cold sweat Of quiet dread, I look death in the eyes Desperation Drowning out my faint quiet cries Unheard and ignored Screams of agony Ringing in my mind The cold burning of the flesh Endless passions of the heart Lustful wretched we become A cold sweat of quiet dread I look death in the eyes The machinations of war The tread of despair The crashing of the waves Breaks the silence of the air A cold sweat of quiet dread I look death In the eyes The crashing of the waves Breaks the silence of the air

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'Through Veins of Shared Blood' Recording Session
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtdzBrHfT9E )

'Opressive Ruminations' Recording Session
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=AN4GfOO0_9U )

'A Cold Sweat of Quiet Dread Guitar Playthrough Stream' by Ben Price
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=ibfBvWnIpP0 )

'Through Veins of Shared Blood Guitar Playthrough' by Ben Price
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlNAxLGgfBs )

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released March 12, 2021

“A Cold Sweat of Quiet Dread” was recorded, mixed and mastered by Noel Mueller in the Summer of 2020. Additional engineering by Nick Leonard, Ben Price and Sean Simmons. Art by Austyn Sullivan.

Myopic is Sean Simmons, Nick Leonard and Michael Brown. At the Graves is Ben Price.

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MYOPIC Washington, D.C.

MYOPIC has been bringing atmospheric Post-Metal and blast beats to the DC metal scene since 2011

In 2019, they joined forces with At The Graves for a new collaborative album, coming March 12, 2021 on Grimoire Records.

Sean Simmons - Vocals, Guitar

Nick Leonard - Bass, Vocals

Michael Brown - Drums

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