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Intro 01:04
Fog gathering Descending upon thee Cavernous rock Juts out interrupting Passage of the morning dew Leaching in and sweating out Brow of the earth tired Underground Lakes of Fire Bubbling In the ancient fester Undiscovered Chasms of Titanic Stone Splitting apart Striated with Time Underground Lakes of Fire Bubbling In the ancient fester Time eroding and ending grace Into the Swallowing Depths below Gaseous oceans, sterile aura Decaying into disparate forms Fauna fuses all of assimilation Exhumed from the earth All encompassed, the cycle ends Returning again to stillness
Onward 03:46
Devouring The gaping beast's mouth Flooded The hall of endless trials Your way Will be filled with doubt Do not let The madness take hold And yet you press Onward through death Searching for Purpose in life Life Let it be no trial Death Let it be no burden Foolish man, You're not prepared For what lays ahead You're not prepared!
A hawk in flight with prey While limbs and bodies lay I let the fire slip away The ember's lost as I am I try to plot the course Nothing comes, direction seems so hard to find In the night, the spirit Comes to me to chase the light that slips away Summoned Into this world Flashing white Cry out Into the night No one hears you Stone eyes look in ruin An old man grips his son The fading heat from yesterday Whose lives were used to pay The final path to take, the ride across the lake Last embrace of earthly life Hollow eyes and pale flesh The smell of death consumes me Enter the chasm once more Trapped to never leave again Tumultuous rain discharges from above me Leaves my body swollen and bruised I’ve awoken to feed and feast again On the rubble of tattered visions you’ve left behind Yet you strive And yet you strive To find meaning Suffering pale Husk of a man Fight against your death
In Exile 12:55
Turning of the Tides Brought me here I must remain In Exile Into the Storm wind carries To the place where I Knew the Soil Born into a world with no Intimate touch, tenderness With no out Summon the Will Swaths of blood, rising from My cave is a womb of pain Far from here Cry of an eagle Coming to Gasp for Breath Rising from my shell Awakened again Into the Mist The world coming into view Follow the path I've seen in dreams Leads me to ruptured earth lies before me Enter the mist, set aside Peering unto the Vista All before me in ruins Notions of your security Time will break you Into pieces Trials lay before me I am not prepared Just as I thought You Weak Man Hopeless, alone Crying out for help Fear is weakness Shelter me from decay - protect me from the dark Sanity, sanity lights the fire Time will break you I won’t be fractured Into pieces This won’t be my end
Born Alone Of blood and cave Feeds on the dreams of man The raven picks from what it kills Sifting through your thoughts Scavenger informs the sun Pillars of time rise in the arid sea There will be no, no reprieve Arise serpents From the fallow to the mating ground The fertile seed of the war machine The useless husk of ancient apathy A careful shell whose frail bones bend no more Pillars of time rise in the arid sea There will be no, no reprieve From the blistering rain My skin peels Leaving charred bones Walking through the final door Relive the past To feel your heat Once again I ascend Ravenous Seeking life to consume
Forced through the cracks Malformed creation Strains to unbind Wretched and unwanted Rays of gold Stream down A silver tongue Leads the way Damp cold walls Fluid seeps through From deep within Echoes of gnashing teeth No one guards the empty throne Powerless, vacant halls The prism refracts and separates The streams of conscious thought Towards the crumbling facade Until all is wiped clean Emerging from diffraction Into wavelength dispersing Parting clouds revealing Primeval monolith Erected as the setting sun Erases my body An ever collapsing galaxy Consumes till nothing’s left
Sun beams lay On the still water Shining black, mouth of the cave I washed ashore Returned from where we came Alone and naked into blackness Floating on the surface, Reflects the pale flesh and lifeless eyes Expanding in the sun Fetid aromas, encrusted brine My body lies cold and still Upon the gray sand of the shore The mirror-like water Reflects my memory Returned from where we came I’ll float forever in this bog Never to pass on Trapped by ancient walls Enslaved by my own crimes The sun is gone The mirror cracked I’ll die alone Don't pity my fate Calling me The sound of The void


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released November 9, 2018

Myopic is:

Sean Simmons - Guitar, Vocals
Nick Leonard - Bass, Vocals
Michael Brown - Drums

“Myopic” was recorded in the winter of 2017 by Noel Mueller for Grimoire Records and Myopic (in his Tiny Castle). Mixed and mastered by Noel Mueller. Artwork by Casey Drogin. Layout by Noel Mueller. © 2018 Grimoire Records.


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Sean Simmons - Vocals, Guitar

Nick Leonard - Bass, Vocals

Michael Brown - Drums
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