THROUGH THE EYES OF THE DEAD LYRICS

1. Hate The Living

Immortality is granted
Morbidities exist within strange airs of nothingness
Oblivion unshackles the spirit granting absolution from the nightmare we dream

Release the ethereal essence within
Crack the mortal vessel
Pouring out its limitless abstraction

That it may voyage back into the darkness

Give rest to this irrelevance
A meaningless existence

A disharmonious void swirling within a mirthless ocean of bleak infinity
Let the beyond mock this terrestrial grain of dust floating in the unfathomed abyss of star-strewn space

All this to say
Love the undead
And hate the living

Hate the living
And its tales of irrelevance
For life is a hideous thing
And from it spawns dark morbidities

Hate the living
Return back to the unknown
A dark realm of nil
Where death shall be fulfilled

Hate the living
And exist demoniacally
Absolve the spirit back into the darkness

We drift on a chartless, resistless sea until we reach the placid island of ignorance that we call death
In the midst of futility, for this life was simply not meant to be

All this to say
Hate the living

A slit to the throat reveals a seething cloud-background
Hinting the vague beyond of the untrodden austral world of the departed

Hate the living
And its tales of irrelevance
For life is a hideous thing
And from it spawns dark morbidities

Hate the living
Return back to the unknown
A dark realm of nil
Where death shall be fulfilled

2. Obitual

Sent to an early grave as your only witness
As you bear oppression of the lungs
A sepulchral, premature burial
And the rigid embrace of the narrow abode

Into the dawn of trepidation
How fitting is the blackness of the absolute night
An intolerable horror so appalling
And the ghastly extremes of agony

Into the dirt, your vitality is now departed
Embrace the worms, your fate in the soil will not be bargained
To you a home, a chamber within the ground
You can scream all you want, but no one will hear a sound

Consigned alive to your grave
To live in torment through one final nightmare
And be devoured by it

Inhale the rot and unearth the coffin
Disinter the corpse
Exhume the rotted frozen in dread

As your stifling fumes arise from the earth
Footsteps overhead tumult above the ground
Your shrouded body now mercifully exhumed
To reveal the phosphoric radiance of decay

Into the dirt
Embrace the worms
A chamber of torment beneath the earth
Swallow the rot
Seek your revenge in death

Alas the grim legion of unholy terrors beholds
Your sad a solemn slumber, be it unmerciful
Foredoomed repulsion, the occult claims yet another soul
Embellished revulsion, beneath the porous soil

Into the dirt
A chamber of torment
Swallow the rot
Seek your revenge in death

3. Haruspex

A brooding spawn
It's supremacy embedded in your skin
Carving our sacrament, unholy immaculate
Let your precious blood spill from out your wrist
As a sacrilegious insignia

A signature seamed unto human canvas

Anoint yourself with venomous oil and be blessed with blasphemous virtue in this iniquitous realm

Join us brood of heathens
Our transcendent cult beyond the outermost void
Let thirst be quenched
As the ritual is now completed
For the life you live shall reign symbolic

The brooding spawn awoken
No longer bound by mortality

The spiritualistic rites of the fallen
As your sanguine fluids flush
Your sinister reign will have no rest
Therefore you shall now be bound 'til quietus

Join us brood of heathens
Our transcendent cult beyond the outermost void
Let thirst be quenched
As the ritual is now completed
For the life you live shall reign symbolic

4. Of Mortals, We Once Were

As I'm released from the viscous grasp of a deadly coma
I feel this worthless life flush away as I accept my fate and lay dead a cold on the slate releasing death's aroma

I'm drifting towards the light
My spirit rises from its body
I've finally reached the other side only to have my soul denied while it's disembodied

Condemned to purgatory elation draws over me in spite of grief
For we shall finally meet as specters claimed by mortality
And whether in dreams or reality, we shall envy life posthumously

Welcome my brother
For we have crossed over to a dark realm of shadows and sorrow
A world where exists no tomorrow
Where those that still breathe shall be harrowed by the phantoms that be
So follow me into this plateau of horrors and we shall proclaim delusive victory

Our lives were not meant to be so in death we conquer defeat
By haunting the living unseen we shall share our misery

We'll never cease to wander the shades of existence as restless apparitions
And only in terror we'll find ecstasy
On the purest mortal fears we shall feed, in spite of grief
For we shall finally meet as specters claimed by mortality
And whether in dreams or reality, we shall envy life posthumously

Welcome my brother
For we have crossed over to a dark realm of shadows and sorrow
A world where exists no tomorrow
Where those that still breathe shall be harrowed by the phantoms that be
So follow me into this plateau of horrors and we shall proclaim delusive victory

5. The Binding Nightmare

Isolated phenomena
Demoniacally ascending
From the perilous glen
Through the fluorescent beam

They shouted
"Spirit whom you cannot be saved from"
These celestial beings claimed to be life dragons that roamed throughout space in search of me

Disintegration
Disembodiment of the soul
Enigmatic technological experiment
Reprocessed back into the cosmos
Ethereal desolation
The ultimate sinking abyss
My spirit disconnected
Plunged into the aeon-long death

"The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be."
Repeatedly chanted in my mind against my will
The terrifying vista of the reality
That we were never alone

Reprocessed back into the cosmos
Ethereal desolation
The ultimate sinking abyss
My spirit disconnected
Plunged into the aeon-long death

Eidolons haunting us in our dreams
Their existence lurks behind our reality
Floating through the formless void
I now chart on their restless sea of ebony

6. Vortices In The Stygian Malestrom

Peering to the bottom of creation
In search of vistas unknown to man
To inherit aeons of evolution
From the archaic vestiges of the occult

From the state of detached electrons
Violating the order of nature
To the state of organic humanity
Beyond the bounds of infinity
I have seen this truth
Vast, incredible temples of long-dead gods
Edifices of black stone columns

Back to the vortex of sound and motion
Pouring seething columns of unrecognizable shapes
Distorted beyond the range of vision
Pillars reaching up into an aerial ocean of light

A violation of the order of nature

Behold the cosmic truth
The fallacies of time and magnitude
Form and matter
Violating the order of nature
Beyond the bounds of infinity
Revolving in vortices of the Stygian maelstrom we once called insanity

Blinding beams of kaleidoscopic spheres
Revolving, forming constellations of shapes
A galaxy of luminous murk and chaos
In utter, absolute, loathsome profusion

Utter, absolute solitude in infinite, sightless, soundless space

Where daemons stride

Between worlds to sow death and trembling madness
A crippling solitude in infinite sightless, soundless space
Regurgitated from the earth
Back into emptiness

7. Ingis

[Instrumental]

8. Teras

Malformed life gestating within a deceased mother
Accelerating its growth towards excavation
Its enigmatic biology mocks that of our own
A manifestation fragmenting between dismal realities

A sardonic monstrosity slithering beyond the ethereal vortex of duality
Pulsating from its formless figure
Latching to organic apertures
Birthing a maelstrom of abnormality throughout it's blistering terrace
Leaving dreadful murmurs in the distance
Summoned to usher the apocalypse

No longer bound by mortality
Its harmony in darkness brings vindication of the flesh
Now death incarnate
It shall ensue its tyranny
Its sinister reign will know no rest and the human race shall be bound 'til quietus

All hail the Disomus
An occult spawned mass of filth
Rebirth of the absonant (existence)
A cosmic scourge is inevitable
By the brooding, destroyer of worlds

The iniquitous horror piercing itself through the veil of our reality
Gathering the dreadful departed from the grave to haunt the living
The godless teras brought forth now distorting the dream-cosmos
A monolithic loathing of the mortal life force

All hail
All hail the Disomus
An occult spawned mass of filth
It's absonant existence
Worship the abhorrent malformation
The godless teras brought forth

A sardonic monstrosity slithering beyond the ethereal vortex of duality
Pulsating from its formless figure
Latching to organic apertures
Birthing a maelstrom of abnormality throughout it's blistering terrace
Leaving dreadful murmurs in the distance
Summoned to usher the apocalypse

The iniquitous horror piercing itself through the veil of our reality
Gathering the dreadful departed from the grave to haunt the living
The godless teras brought forth now distorting the dream-cosmos
A monolithic loathing of the mortal life force

9. Till Solane, She'Ll Haunt

I remember that day and the cloud of uncertainty that hovered over my head
As I probed the site she once called home

I was left to ponder whether death existed beyond those walls
I did not know her therefore her life held no importance to me
And if the reaper had claimed her then so it shall be

I’d speak a lie if I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death
For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breathe
The heavy air that carried the stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming
Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity

And if the reaper claimed her, so it shall be
For it was my decomposed body
I have never bared witness to a corpse
How fitting to have met death at the door

I’d speak a lie if I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death
For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath
The heavy air that carried the stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming
Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity

I fear her ghost will haunt 'til the solace she sought
An end to all her maladies
Her decomposed body

That horrifying, monolithic, withering reek
Seething fumes patiently awaiting their release
From her monstrous, malformed, grotesque, bloating body
It was overwhelming to say the least

She had no kin, no one to share love
May she rest in peace?
An end to all her maladies
But I fear that her ghost will now seek me

I would lie if I did not admit that I welcomed her death
For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath
Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity

10. Dismal

Liturgies of evocation within a lost underworld
Beckoning a covenant with the damned to unfurl

A rift now opened for the eldritch and omened seeking to feast on the dreary and bleak

Their rousing eeriness shall be splayed
Lurking our waking life within the dream-state
A realm our mortal minds could never subdue
The formless void where bastard life ensued

For they sought the blissful blank
A form of rapture unexplained
Their bodies dwell in unmarked graves
But their lurid ghosts shall haunt amongst strange space

Their rousing eeriness shall be splayed
Lurking waking life within the dream-state
The paranormal now floods the gates
So if you're haunted, you'll have them to thank

A rift now opened for the eldritch and omened seeking to feast on the dreary and bleak

Incantation breeds wraiths of the night
Specters who've not seen a glint of sunlight
The extremes of horror and ecstasy
Amid a godless calm of unformed infinity

Piercing through the chasm of this netherworld
Lay dark dimensions only the moonstruck could glimpse
A realm our mortal minds could not subdue
A formless void where our bastard life ensued

For they sought the blissful blank
A form of rapture unexplained
Their bodies dwell in unmarked graves
But their lurid ghosts shall haunt amongst strange space

Their rousing eeriness be splayed
Lurking waking life within the dream-state







THROUGH THE EYES OF THE DEAD LYRICS