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SUNN O))) LYRICS
"Black One" (2005)
1. Sin Nanna
2. It Took the Night to Believe
3. Cursed Realm (Of the Winterdemons) (Immortal cover)
4. Orthodox Caveman
5. CandleGoat
6. Cry for the Weeper
7. Báthory Erzsébet
1. Sin Nanna
Scabs of the past peeling slowly from a dark and distant memory,
emptiness, whispering menace glinting beneath the skin,
consumption in the vast eternal maw,
decaying teeth flickering over the tongue of the faceless,
debasement of eternal torment,
dark is the light.
Dark is the light. And everything is black.
2. It Took the Night to Believe
perverted within a viewing
standing alone
it took the night to believe
the beacon lingers
come to grasp
to the edge of orion
repeatedly defiling the wind's daughter
cry yourself to ash
what is destroyed by fire
a perfect silhouette
dialates full
the withering egg
unurished
cloak thyself
in salutations of crescent eye
vibrate
believe
vibrate
defile
vibrate
believe
vibrate
defile
3. Cursed Realm (Of the Winterdemons) (Immortal cover)
Eyeless in eternal time
For I have worm the moonshine
Burning away daylight glimmer
With my nocturnal senses
Winds have come for me
Descending now
Thowards the frostmoon eclipse
A spectral spiritkingdom rise
In stormscreens
Covered by eyes
Night emits its shadow
There is no difference
Between the ravens
They have come for me
They will come to me
To the cursed realm
Of the winterdemons
Lavender eyes had only known
The underdark
From crypts of stone they rise
Beyond the blinding glare
Eyeless in eternal time
For I have worn moonshine
Burning away daylight glimmer
With my nocturnal senses
Winds have come for me
Winds will come for me
Descending now towards
The frostmoon eclipse
Out from the chambers
And horizons will open for me
The face of the earth
Will be to know black silence
For I saw them march for the lights...
4. Orthodox Caveman
Face down where the ancient soil meets the discarded flesh, the great stench of all that is rotten, and forgotten, the unburied clamber into what you were, feasting on the joy that is stolen forever, alchemy of disgust and hatred, the unceremonious, the smell of all final moments at once, embedded in the great beasts flesh, the carrier of the tormented, the final journey through the impossible, a silence so vast, that deafens with its roaring certainty, to the unnamed places, guarded by the ancient carrion and their minions of vomit and pestilence.
5. CandleGoat
Vocals on this track:
Eternity opens
The cemetery lights up again
These words are only accompanied with the music:
Alone, unalive, forgotten and abandoned where only the discarded dwell,
the scurrying of footstpes so large planets fall into the great pit,
entire civilizations consumed in the slow frenzy of despair,
an unholiness that judges without reason, digested by something so hungry,
so insatiable, a gleeful darkness that knows you have arrived,
and has always known, something that should never have been,
something waiting with a patience truly terrifying,
that is everything and nothing,
a darkness that binds all together in fear and eternity. Await.
6. Cry for the Weeper
Something comes, something that you should never have known calls,
summoned by a vastness that kills certainty without thought,
the boulders of blood open their gates,
for it is here that the universe fears to believe,
the gateway to the infinite hunger opens,
the eternal swarms that darken darkness beckon with their flawless misshapen menace,
a knowledge that is so certain it has been locked away, here it dwells,
draped in the void, the very flesh of darkness,
where the unholiest caress their nigthmare,
the resting place of all that is damned.
For here you are unwelcome,
un-alive and incarcerated in the place where the murdered stones bleed
onto the tongue of damnation.
Eternity opens
The cemetery rites up again.
7. Báthory Erzsébet
Here. Decompose forever, aware and unholy, encased in marble
and honey from the swarm, a thin coat of eternal whispering
that bleaches from within, a darkness that defiles thought,
stolen by the wingless harpies whose memories lay waste the valley of diamonds,
where the great One sleeps, her eyes,
placid pits of violent tar and bitumen regurgitated by demons chained to misery,
eyes that see nothing for there is only the darkness that wells up from inside,
a great viscous cloud smothering hope,
a blanket woven from the dung of the old ones,
their disease the tapestry of all that is futile,
her gaze burning holes in the veil that protects the chosen,
her breathe a plague that unleashes the frozen wolves, blind,
their tongues paint your heart with scorpions,
their pestilence an invitation to the only one that matters for
She is the presence that is all that is un-named, for it is Her,
the unbegotten Mistress of the eternal hunger,
dwell forever in her great unholy stomach where the damned befoul themselves in
the glory of her fecund and bloody history,
worship in the torment of a million wasted lives,
bathe in the horror that the blood of time carries with the plague,
and befoul yourself with worship,
for she hates you eternally with the ferocious lust that binds all that inhabit
the wasted and forgotten, the blissful loathing of you is now all that remains,
alone, forgotten and Damned.
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