Throne from Dogmatorraistes by Uncaved
Tracklist
5. | Throne | 7:42 |
Lyrics
Roaring horrendously in the pipes of the sacred lands,
the offerings to the holy character are being distributed.
Contraction, throbbing of the flesh, rhythm of the living,
low tide never endures for a long time in these sacred lands.
There is no abstract figure of divinity.
It has the shape of my body;
As every object is
a manifestation of the aspect of God.
I will not listen to any prophet,
the only truth speaks my heart.
The blood it is pumping through my veins,
it is the source of life.
There is no abstract figure of divinity.
It has the shape of my body;
As every object is
a manifestation of the aspect of God.
I will not listen to any prophet,
the only truth speaks my heart.
The blood it is pumping through my veins,
it is the source of life.
Screeching vigorously in the pipes of the sacred lands,
there is no serenity in a system of violent vigour.
I will not listen to any prophet,
the only truth speaks my heart.
The blood it is pumping through my veins,
it is the source of life.
Solo: Ralph P. Huber
Blessed by thy dissonance, blessed by thy mighty winds
There is no abstract figure of divinity.
It has the shape of my body;
As every object is
a manifestation of the aspect of God.
I will not listen to any prophet,
but to my heart.
Solo : Félicien Burkard
Blessed by thy dissonance, blessed by thy mighty winds,
dead calm never endures for a long time in these sacred lands.