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The Somber Sculptor

by Noktu Moarte

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1.
Sklep 02:16
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A rotten, heinous carcass was thrown out from its grave With never-ending flooding that was caused by the rains It lays there, vile and putrid, and spreads its horrid stench And one could read a vicious smile upon its morbid face Fading faces below the ground The mortuary lays its shroud Years and ages will prevail Flesh will leave, bones will stay And everyone who has seen this odd ungodly corpse Or has inbreathed his sickening miasma got their lot But mercy wasn’t given by the frigid time For everything shall disappear where only maggots thrive Fading faces below the ground The mortuary lays its shroud. Years and ages will prevail Flesh will leave, bones will stay The hungry maws of sullen graves Have opened wide and they await As coffins hit the bottom ground The graves are moaning out loud And death is strolling through the yards of everlasting grief A place that everyone will reach but none will ever leave The corpse is smiling in his grave - a harbinger of woe As rains wash off the faces of those who rest below
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This twilight wears the beauty of the mourning A statue in the garden weeps in vein Declining in a bliss of the unfolding Of an inscrutable shawl of the grave The onyx balustrade is cloaked in a vespertine dusk All that is worth of care is dead It’s frozen in the eternal marble The urns and the stones, the solemn wreaths Veşnic în memorie Those forest-groves are darkening an evening They’re hiding all the secret precious things From the eyes of those who don’t deserve the living Who cannot see through the voil of a mist The merciless time will turn its wheel And many more will enter night Death shall judge what is true Rot shall clean off the shapes After all the slime is gone Only bones will remain A limpid cloud moves through sordid ruins It poisons subtly with sorrows and decay Declining with the things that only matter And cursing everything that’s coming in their place All that is worth of care is dead It’s frozen in the eternal marble The urns and the stones, the solemn wreaths Veşnic în memorie
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Oh dismal indolence of death The morbid days of this decline you consecrate Amongst the tombstones of the past Your blacken shadow swiftly slithers forth An ordure of the rigor fate Is eating with its rot this yearning flesh The vile flowers of your pest Are blooming in these sores and spread their seeds Sămânță de moarte These wintry eyes are full of angst They know that nothing is going to forever last In the mortality of flesh They see a feral sign of their creeping end The sand is turning into dust The things they’ve loved are all left in the past These eyes are darkened with a wave That is a shadow of the all consuming grave Sămânță de moarte This lifeless gaze, this marble face This silent cry is mournful These wintry eyes, once fine and bright Are forever frozen Sămânță de moarte
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Cold and fading, strangled and freezing A crooked sculpture caressed by the winds Engulfed with sorrow, ennui and horror Unable to move, unable to bleed The youth of a dawn, the rarest of all lights For the somber eyes it’s doomed to shine At a graveyard site amongst the tombs and shrines The paragon of grace has been solidified Like a death-moth that crawls up a headstone A last ray of sunset is touching this face It’s been caught in a moment, a moment of wonder What were the forces that did take its life? The youth of a dawn, the rarest of all lights For the somber eyes it’s doomed to shine At a graveyard site amongst the tombs and shrines The paragon of grace has been solidified A statue made of flesh Has been eternalized by Death
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Dismal Wake 04:38
A smell of incense in a hallowed smoke And a dim light that falls upon A bed of the eternal and heavy sleep A gloomy angel just stares and weeps A dismal and solemn wake of the last farewell Thy woeful majesty, we have been serving you well In a profound sadness, in an unhallowed grief The hollow light cannot compare To the bitter taste of the real thing The scornful angel will shed no tear A dismal and solemn wake of the last farewell Thy woeful majesty, we have been serving you well Thy kingdom ever grows Thy gains are every human loss The sun shall not disturb Thy demesne down below
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An acrid taste of malice in the thirsty mouth The gall of misanthropy overfills the skull With every breath it’s aching in the very bones The hand grips a cold serpent of the merciless knife Eternity is opening through the wounds of flesh So behold - the deed has been done And the black clouds have witnessed it But your will couldn’t stop the hatred Only we know what happened here Those hollow eyes that will-less mouth Those crooked limbs were stiff and numb A dismal wind was howling through the sordid dale There used to be a graveyard by then it’s been forlorn The snow was saturated with the steaming blood The barren trees stood silent below the evil sky Oh it was there, one felt its breath, the scent of death in a frosty air Eternity has opened when I’ve inhaled the death The thirsty snake has opened up the yawning wounds and drunk from them So behold - the deed has been done And the black clouds have witnessed it But your will couldn’t stop the hatred Only we know what happened here

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released November 3, 2023

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