Let the powers of Darkness
Inherit my witnessness
And the void of Ancient Spells
Disclose the gates of time
Evil splendour…
Blind saviour…
Engraving this silence,
The Holy Ancestor
We leave its tumoral heart…
Our only mother is the Ungodly Chaos
Twilight…
It calls…
Advent…
Tames no reason…
We harvest the Holy
To read all powers in pain:
A rite to burn
And configurate myself
Alone in the dark,
Roaming through my handsome two-tone
Where evil drifts the sand of Prophecy
None’s free to thaw…
Fighting tooth and nail and burning all
Evenly soon prepared war and awe.
The Lament’s Choir
“This little box
opened for you
hides within the secrets show.
Chaos unveiled,
Calling your name,
Earthlife as a mystery unbounded.”
Teasing and cursing me in the dark,
Power is losing myself.
Into the gorgeous splendour
Heaven is their rebirth to cry.
Configurate my soul…
Configurate the scheme…
credits
from Regina Umbrae Mortis,
released March 20, 2020
Music by Arioch, Lyrics by Krieg
Utterly indescribable new record from Greek metal band Locust Leaves features corkscrewing tempos, manic vocal shifts & dense arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 6, 2017