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Of Mist Orchids and Ritual Cave Stench

by Imperator, Herxsebet

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Soul released from its thrall convulted and prolapsed throats voices risen from the howling darkness cry their acid torments into the pale centrifugal voids heirs of their old fears shapes in the bloodstained mirrors shades blackened by unknown ghosts their torment is gone enchained they are now to the pale chalice of shifting waters doomed to contemplate the faint mirage of their ever vexed reflexion
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Your smile, as bright as a sun like a fullmoon, it shines in this dark room have your eyes ever cried? have your soul ever felt the impending doom? Shall you suffer for your lies shall you suffer for your treason as your defiled corpse hangs in an eternal humilliating pendulum Suffer... Bleed... Shed your skin... Cry for help... ...No one will hear you. So Vile is the stench of your hanging corpse so wretched is your naked body now. Be useful for something, estrogen, flesh and cunt filthy creature of this polluted world spread your last bit of dignity. Suffer the endless agony suffer the sempiternal hours of morbid pleasures suffer the sorrow and misery explore and discover the panful woe. Mist, covering your dying eyes white like the bride dress you've worn in the altar Under the veil hides the face of a filthy Whore now Raped, Humilliated and Dead...
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I dream about this zephyr, Skinned of all its angelic aura, left to be a ghost Aside from her warm body, clenched to it, I feel... Voices of glooming glory strike upon my ears, Ecstasy, ponders my molten soul at her side, yet... Loss is merely the fate of oniric visions, and Loneliness is the mark left on me, she's now just A faint mirage in the cold rain.
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You go towards your campus at 1:30 PM you go to your french class at 10:00 AM you take the bus 2 streets north 6 routes pass there and I know you live in the east don't know the house yet but it won't take long
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Shalt the cold rain from Xalapa splatter in thou face,
its deafening thunder shalt dampen thou cries,
as the pleads for mercy die, under the yoke of silence and pain.
Reeking in the ritualistic caves, ornamented with Orchids made of mist.

~Ave, Arcana Entrope

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released May 20, 2016

Art Created by Filipo Mongar (Simbolismo Ominoso).
Tracks 1-5* Composed and recorded by I M P E R A T O R
Vore is: Tzachitxz performing All Instruments lyrics and vocals.
Vocals in "Her Faint Mirage in the Rain" Performed by Namtaräum (Uls de Tol, Natanas, Cavernlord)
Tracks 6-11* Composed and recorded by H E R X S E B E T
Herxsebet is: Málvcxyöne Famentas performing All instruments lyrics and vocals.
Drums in "Castillos de Piel, Pus y Sangre (Incultus)" performed by Abigail Min.
Vore, Herxsebet © 2016
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