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The Devouring Void / Atrate

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1.
(Consider your worldview through the eye of a noose) Converging, as if through a lens. Reality is all but subjective; experience filtered through perception and in the throes of a new despair: abjection There are infinities beyond imagining found in fragments of a shattered psyche, with provenance in theta waves; miscommunicative neuronal pathways - written in synaptic constellations. A psychotic subingression made manifest: borne into flesh I've heard the funeral knell I've felt torpor's languid spell I've seen my colours greyed I've been reduced to sequelae Drown me submersed in pitch: let me know the viscous weight. Pervade and permeate my flesh, my soul is lampblack stained. Scathe me, unhem my stitch; salve my existential ache. Abrade and abnegate pretense: I am become self-extirpation Diverging, from a common point, normality is all but perspective; The great disjoint. Falsehood, misdirection, and with the seeds of a new despair: conception There are dark entities of your imagining long laid dormant like a malignancy found in spontaneous gamma waves and excess dopaminergic activity. Written in synaptic constellations A psychotic subingression made manifest: borne into flesh. "Every dream I've ever had, every memory good or bad in my mind I have remade as over time they tend to fade in greater detail than before once the same and never more but now my days are filled with gloom for the ghost in every room"
2.
I exist as splinters And fractions of a Janus-Father mind, Cohabited by a whisperer; Gloomspeaker of the dismal wraithlike kind. Susurrant it ushers, Jeers-on, excoriates, and undermines Disinhibited; elicitor nurturing a nascent suicide. At the onset, it was barely perceptible. I was with dead eyes scrutinised, Spitefully analysed Until it made its presence felt I had come to realise I will never again exist in isolation A sense of scopophobia Precedes its influence. A crawling paresthesia. Always behind; anatomy ambiguous Then into my mind it sows blackened hateful seeds Blooms within the skull: a concept Festering from incept Command hallucinations, Malice and disaffect. See my eyes at the moments of the apparitions I’ve gaslit my physicians Lies and surreptition Now they’re picking through pieces and splinters of his psyche strewn throughout the ruins.
3.
I am the yawning grave that beckons With a smile which belies a true intent I am the false beacon that guides With a light that blinds and disorients In palest figment of death defied: Between the jump and pull of rope you might well try to fly In palest figment of death defied: Between the jump and pull of rope you might well try to fly Played, akin To Nero’s violin While the world around you turned to dust and ruin Like the rats And children Lead from Hamelin dashed upon the cliffs or drowned therein In palest figment of death defied: Between the jump and pull of rope you might well try to fly In palest figment of death defied: Between the jump and pull of rope you might well try to fly I cut my tether Was cast adrift And perception changes further strayed like doppler shift In gallows fashion: The dragropes tied Laid before me; drastic how perspective shifts through noose’s eye “Mine dead eyes see not your tears flow Deaf ears hear neither curse no praise bestowed I wear not the face known heretofore Great death has made all his forevermore”
4.
Hearken well! The depredation of time Extirpating all sensations of poise Facing the sole monument of human wisdom How could the anguish of reaching the cusp of presence Ever be requited beyond this sight?! Thrown into an ocean of abashment Fettered to a landscape of vile ecstasies! Absent from the life we have constructed And condemned for the malfeasance of being born Prompting the same generative dross- That which should not be Writ deeply into this self-soiling woolgathering.
5.
Reveal to me Your harrowing light These eyes forgot The relief of sleep Execute your Judgment upon- This rotting flesh These crumbling bones I shall dare open their impure mouths Against their will And they shall eternally execrate their days Until the end of this merciless Creation Until the fragrance of decay shall reign over us Harlequins in a play without plot They shall see and understand nothing of their misery As though the suffering of this world was not enough Reveal to me The surge of Chaos Entangled in a celebration of carnage For their truth-seeking crusade Watch them tumble to their faces As the reins fall into your hands Approaching the silent, devouring void.
6.
Ear-blistering pandemonium Befalls upon the ground below And the murder of sleep Lifts the burning veils of delirium Upon this rock another regency of mire shall rise Attuned to the seditious pride of our purveyors Bows your heads in resignation and behold the only True creed! All your existential infirmities are worth the time of minutiae All of you shall fight for your own subjugation As though it were your sole deliverance Nothing more than a terse breath until The omen of sanctimony becomes unbearable And to admit the crowning verdict of all that we ever wished for How formidable the collective statement against living could be A luminous triumph that would adumbrate even the Sun The chasm of clarity is just one step away And in true knowledge there can only be pure nothingness Is there anything other than a metamorphic blunder? Hiding beneath our tears and smiles Through the walls of nightmare the vastness of the ages Has revealed itself! Announcing our primal malaise The insight of the imminent thought!

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Split album with Atrate: atrate.bandcamp.com

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released March 17, 2023

THE DEVOURING VOID

Nuno Verdades - All instruments
Timothy Clay - Vocals

Session Musicians:
Kevin Paradis - Drums

Produced - Nuno Verdades
Mixed - Nuno Verdades & Timothy Clay
Mastered - Nuno Verdades



ATRATE

L.F. - All instruments & Lyrics
Sérgio Ramos - Vocals

Produced, mixed & mastered - L.F.



Cover Artwork - Feltnan Art (@Feltnan)

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The Devouring Void Evora, Portugal

Black/Death Metal from Portugal & Australia.

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