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Every ounce of my weight is a failure

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Obizeth - Archaic NethernessKeskiviikko 19.06.2013 21:03

Down below, beings with masks
Enslaved kings, immoral souls
Those who embraced the false
In the darkness their voices repeat

The same, soothing prayer
Which dragged them into damnation

The prayers live as a drug
Which creates illusions
Spreading the pestilence
In the inner core

Summoning the hope
With spineless faith
In their eyes they can only see
A bare reflection of vanity

The mirror of past
Standing there broken
No God, creation nor human
Can see through its pieces
Stubborn human race
With the weakest will created

And so history repeats itself
Still humans depend on words

The truth is not to be accepted
Nor is it to be avoided
Some live in denial
Some in chosen delusion
There are beings wise enough
To be aware of the deceit

-Isth

Obizeth - ... And All Wither In SinKeskiviikko 05.06.2013 16:10

The reflection of the light
What shines through my body
The glimpse of my world
Where I was used to live
Skies, burning horizons
World changing its form
Downfall of thou lives
And all wither in sin

The dreams, my nightmare
Perils my reality, life overdosed
Thou follow my footsteps in seduction
And thou shalt wither in sin

Moribund stars falling apart
In my intoxication
Where everything is pious
And sick like a leper
Where enigmas are eternal
And all wither in sin

I am an ember that keeps ashening
The smoke that keeps fading away
Corpse that keeps rotting
But never cease to exist
Nailing my essence on a cross
River of my blood never stops flowing

It makes no issue anymore
It is too late, I couldn't go away
I am dying in persistent way
While you all wither in sin

Obizeth - AnovaMaanantai 20.05.2013 04:07

Pelossa sinä minua katsot
Polvet maata vasten hakattuina
Kyyneliä lasket, kun se virtaa
Läpi kuivan, elottoman maan
Kipu on harhaa ja kaikki muukin
Todellinen olet vasta, kun luovutat
Olet kuin tieto muinainen, kauan kuollut
Joka ei osaa päästää irti itsestään

Eteen polvistuit Jumalan patsaan
Marmorista tehty, ruosteesta muodoton
Katsot mitä hän kumartaa
Edessäs' seisoo hahmo vapaan olennon
Saatana on edelläkävijä, minun jälkeeni
Jumalan patsaat kumartaen meitä
Jumala autuutensa selkänahastas riisti
Kirottu Jehova, tunne minun vihani

Silkkiviittansa tahrittu orjiensa syljellä
Hänen lapsensa sairaana piirissä makaa
Lausuen vaikeroiden Hänelle rukousta, lohtua
Jonka lopuksi jokainen päällensä oksentaa

Minä loin Hänet näyttämään ihmisen virheet
Jota lampaat seuraavat ja tuhoon tuomitaan
Antamaan suunnan, jota välttää
Mutta hänet valtaistuimelle nostitte

Siinä istut, ihmisraunio
Kädessäs risti, joka kosketuksestas murenee

Heria - The Polar SphairaTiistai 16.04.2013 16:24

The polar sphaira circulating
Changing its shape and essence

Barriers of broken light
Flickering side to side
Enlightening the living
Illumination beginning

The statues of the virtuous
Standing still beholding the sky
Trembling sky so furious
The storms where no spirits lie

Creation! Of the new order!
Disjuncture! The light from the suns!
Crumbling of pillars of the matter
The collapse and the new beginning

-Isth

Heria - Frostbitten Soil & Lamming LightsKeskiviikko 27.03.2013 17:56

A distant soul sitting before me
Crying so its eyes can't see
Shed the tears of the damned
On this frostbitten soil
Making it freeze and harden
Even more
When the ice touches the sky
You truly are alone

Touching the stars, like in the dream
Flickering above in the dark blue heights
Feeling the breeze of the spectral moon
So there I stood next to lamming lights

This eerie figure on the ground
In consensus with my mind
The pillar we're standing on
Still growing as a grand manifest of nature
It rose on feet, standing there staring
Talking to me with no sound
As it vanished in the air
Left me there with frozen leaves

Touching the stars, like in the dream
Flickering above in the dark blue heights
Feeling the breeze of the spectral moon
So there I stood next to lamming lights

The pillar crumbles, vacillating side to side
In the center I wait for the end
Looking around as stars fade away
And the light relinquish as the shadows enter
The pillar shatters and I fall into the void
Don't know how long I am about to sink
As descending, there's pillar far away
There stood someone else with the ghost
Stood on the frostbitten soil
Looking at the lamming lights above
Landscapes remain untouched
Through the centuries
Waters colored with colour of filth
Seas turned to graveyard of life

Living beings fossilized
Their remains standing still
Waiting for time
When the grand sea of fire
Wipes away our dying sphere

Faces of extinction smiling
Watching with its dead, bleak sight
Ghosts wandering as blind
Searching each other in vain

All the breakthrough thoughts
Covered in sand, under the rays of giant
There is nothing but light and storms
In this hellish sea of waving sand

All the steps of performed vanity
Are paid back to the nature
As the nature send the final toll upon us
Our errors forgiven in exchange of life and death

Before the great purification
Sterilizing our domain in universe
The final embrace of fire and dust
We hear the last remaining sounds
Before the closure

-Isth

Immersed Under MalevolenceMaanantai 11.02.2013 01:03

Gather the tears
Of thousands of eyes
In a small vessel

Gather the lives
Of thousands of souls
In the same vessel

Gather the horrors
Which these poor souls witnessed
In your quest of prosperity

Immerse yourself
Under malevolence
Under greed and inhumanity
Rise as a prophet on the podium
Made of bodies of your children

Heria - Self-OstracismKeskiviikko 23.01.2013 15:50

My naked body so clean
Ready to seal my mind
To be one with Nature
Cut away my shell

Erase my limits, split my view
View from existence, tension of life
Potential collapse seen in the past
The pillars of storms rising high
Oceans and waters, waving reversed
Leaves return back to trees
Lifeforms devolutionized
Stars fragmentating into clouds
Of shattered materia

Prīmus - Leaking down through the worldly layers
Secundus - Approaching the center of the Universe
Tertius - Embracing the pressure and heat
Quartus - Sink into warm, stormy abyss

Quīntus!

Quīntus... Almost reaching the end
Leaving my essence behind...
Reaching the level where
Even Nature has no meaning

Sextus - My shadow slowly reaching my hand
Septimus - Like floating on the surface of the Sun
Octāvus - Coronas flashing between me
Nōnus - Finally I reach myself

Decimus!
In fraction of moment I spread through constitutions

Another universe opens from the borders of this void
Where the Nature can be shaped by will
Impossibilities become nonsense
Through the stages of self-ostracization

-Isth

Obizeth - Inbred Plague Among SheepTiistai 08.01.2013 15:38

The shepherd,
protector of man
Protector of hordes, the weak
Keeping the disease
inside the borders
Letting bastard sons
rise on their thrones

Through centuries the blood decays
Same blood, inbred siblings
Shepherd effing its protegies
Restoring their faith in him with lies

Disease spread through flesh and blood
Through actions and years to pass

Nothing will cleanse
this filth
No one will be saved
from damnation
Created with
repulsing nature
The bastard king
reborn again

Prophecies are told
by corrupted beings
Swallowed by idiotic
gregarious animals
Raping their own
kind in the name
Of their God

Now your kind is utterly sick
You see no chances of survival
Your shepherd set your fields on fire
Erasing you from this world

The shepherd creates new fauna
Making them inbreed again
The disease spread through generations
Inbred plague among the sheep

-Isth
Tuonen virran virtaamaa
Sinne kuolevan käsi kurottaa
Kämmeniinsä vettä hautoo
Sillä syntinsä päältään huuhtoo

Kuin lailla ajatusten erakon
Kuin läpi kysymysten aavikon
Hän tietää, minne profeettansa vie
Kuolleiden maalla käy hänen tie

Polkunsa kuin Jumalan johdattaman
Kuin olisi suojelluksessa Saatanan
Käsivartensa jo kovin tunnottomat
Tulevaisuutensa kohtalon viitoittamat

Kaaoksen tuoma herja
Maailma uskoo kirosanaan
Ennemmin kuin itseensä
Ennemmin kirjaan ilman sivuja
Tyhjät merkinnät
Kuolleet tarkoitukset
Maailma nojaa elottomaan aatteeseen
Sen ainoaan herjaan

Se on niin valkoinen
Se on niin pimeydestä kalpea
Sitä kantaa auringon säteet
Halki meren pintaa
Sitä lävistäen
Sitä valaisten

Maaperä jäästä mustaa
Silti siinä ruoho kasvaa
Se ei pala pois edes tulen syttyessä
Jopa tuli jää maisemaa katsomaan

Vuoret jatkaa kohoamistaan
Ihmiskunta jatkaa taivaltaan
Vielä joskus vapautuu illuusiostaan
Lakkaa uskomasta luomaansa herjaan

Heria
Kun ihmiset kumarsivat sanoja
Kumartaen vain toisiaan
Nojaten tyhjään filosofiaan