A Feral Spirit

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TRACK-02. CRIPPLING OF AGE Ghosts now haunt my mind... Of this, I have no want... Echoes of past, reminiscence... (Now) Deceased those realms of dream... Unrealized & unattained... My armor, now shadows & time... Will that weapons finally rust... Under weight of false lead pride... Oceans fathoms deep... Shores to bleach & dry... Indiscriminately ambivalant... (Toward) Our scarlet built monuments... I hope to finally see... At my death, roads end... Skulls to pave the road to the future.

TRACK-03. HE WHO WALKED AWAY FROM THE FIRE & LAUGHED AS HE BLED It was (like) a war... Living in a burned out corpse-room... A place not fit for rats... This was my castle, this was my domain... Shunned by others... living feral... I was the atavism... At eve I would leave my fortress... The endless dirt of the road... Becoming my skin... With this the world would fade... Fade, far away... Set upon by shadows... With weight, continuing down lost paths... Climbing through frost covered mountains of time... Searching in vain for rest... Staring into the river of death... Towers of might crumble before me... Thousands smote in pain and wrath... I stood fast as stone... For the walls and sky to rain upon me... To wash away the (human) mould... Would that I could have seen them all razed... And leave any future behind... Never again to see light... Fester again in another time.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-04. VOID Hook the arteries-Inject the plague... Begin the process of slow death... It will take a thousand years... The soul never existed-neither did you... Fill the void with BLACK! Forget love, forget hate... All that is left now is FEAR! DIE in the burned out corpse-room of FEAR! Your name is on the wall... Watch it all rot away... You have become the cancer... YOU are the dis-ease... Pitch black death is all that is left... FILL THE VOID WITH BLACK!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-05.THE MELANCHOLY ARTICLE Within crushing woe... We can never again reach the past... Melancholy, our temple... We no longer see, the forests... The trees no longer speak, to us... The birds have ceased to sing... We wear the skins... Of the carrion fowl... We cannibalize our dead... Our faces are worn... With the gallows mask... The soil is tilled... With bones... Our kinsfolk are interbred in death... The great wolf has swallowed the sun.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-06. UNATTAINABLE VISTAS OF OUR REMEMBRANCES Floating through vortices... Into hallucinatory deepening oceans... Sprawling cities rising before me, before time... Green pastures turning to grey & blue... AHHH, to leave the body in frozen worlds... Of unknown colors... Squeezing universes... Until they will certainly BLEED... Staring into endless star vistas... Seeing monumental BLACK... Untold & unseen... These visions... Of aeons seething through ME.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-07. FOREST OF DECREPITUDE At the portal of the forest... My soul will sink away... Becoming the trees... The moss... This forest of miasmal decrepitude... Covered by impenetrable fog... Unseen horrors lurk under it's canopy... Of twisted & turning... Decaying branches... All of this is mine... My personal mausoleum... Sprawling woodlands of no life... My beloved putrescent kingdom... Miles... & miles... & miles... Of suffocation... Rot forever & ever... Under my sickening, dying reign.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-08. INTER-WEAVING THE BEYOND Wreathed and cloaked in mist... So old, as ancient as the sky... These mountained lands... They are the keys to forgotten dreams... Behold their essences... And cleanse us of our weaknesses... I haunt these dark places... Floating solitary through woods... The spirits speak my name... A name known only to them... Blood to blend with soil and rock... Trancending hallucinatory river... I become these climbs... There is no longer such a thing as "Time"! These mountained lands... They are where I dwell... Disembodied... Interweaving the beyond.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

TRACK-09. JOURNEY OF THE PLAGUE YEAR Sky is color if (The) scorched earth... Forever we shall see... Unending rows of pits... Eleven & fourteen... Mouldering together... & we shall see thousands more... We watched the coffins... Fly in the air... Landing with spirits... THERE... Apparition... Burning sword in hand... Directing the pestilence... Across our land... Bodies erupt in fever with plague... Streets silent, as morgues... HERE END THE DAYS... Thunderous hammer of death... Strikes thy knell... The scourge be alone... to feast the dis-ease.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025