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Charite's Revenge
05:04
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Such a dreadful tale of Thrasyllus
The depths to which lust plummets a man
His desire was the hand of fair Charite
But only his undoing he did reap
Into the wild to make a hunt
Thrasyllus and Tlepolemus, brothers in arms
The former did covet his fellow's wife
And slew him under a feral beast's guise
Deprived of Tlepolemus, Charite fell crazed
Starved and destitute, lamenting great
Until Thrasyllus could no longer bide his time
And petitioned for her to be his wife
Charite, struck aghast, did retreat
In dreams came Tlepolemus and told his fate
Awake the chaste wife hatched a vengeful plan
With drugged cup to the lips of wicked man
The blood of thine eyes poured as libation
To sate the grave where belov'd Tlepolemus sleep
Dream that thou art in the hands of the mercy
Thou shalt think Tlepolemus' fate more sweet
Murderer!
Charite flew to her husband's tomb in triumph
And fell upon her sword, revenge fulfilled
Blind Thrasyllus went upon the lovers' sepulchre
Enclosed himself, and starved to death at will
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Lemuralia
06:16
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Our homage in May
The month of our fathers
To the memory of fell Remus
Slain in contention
His spirit was grieved
To demand a rite of honor
In the dead of the night
The head of home purifies
Black beans cast with averted sight
And chants nine times
These I cast, with these beans I redeem me and mine
Ghost of my fathers, go forth
A hand outstretched
With thumb barred over
Fingers two and three
Glut on beans
The clashing of brass
Does cause the spirits flee
In the dead of the night
The head of home purifies
Black beans cast with averted sight
Thus completes the annual rite
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Necrophilosoph
06:01
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At last, the daylight does succumb
Steps lead from the pomerium
Fell the dusk and I took my flight
Mine is not the light
Through the countryside
Cypress shadows are alive
Where at Lake Avernus
I draw from Hades below us
Fevered, I present libations and pour
Black sand runs down to the mouth of the shore
A stillness grips the ocean breeze
And in haste I drop to my knees
A bitter aroma transcends earth
Trembling hands can't contain my mirth
In hand a dagger raised up high
Spell on tongue, I wet my knife
With zeal I present a wound
And the clouds part to reveal the moon
So the Shades may appear and comply
Necrophilosophic Rites
Impart thine secrets to me
Where the morrow is plain history
The future, a scroll 'neath my eyes
Necrophilosophic Rites
Footprints lead up from the shore
The lemures in dreadful pallor
Their grasp on my flesh is as smoke 'round a knife
My colour turns blue as if drained of life
Whispers I hear as my skin goes pale
Yet, this evening Orcus shan't prevail
Back on my feet, and into the night
I flee Avernus Lake beyond my sight
With zeal I bleed out my wound
And the clouds hark to conceal the moon
So the Shades retreat to the tide
Necrophilosophic Rites
The future is revealed to me
Read the morrow as plain history
Fate is only dread by the blind
Necrophilosophic Rites
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Accursed Funeral
05:07
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Is there a god so fortunate as Dis Pater?
Take this life, seal this fate, spread dust to earth
There exists only one sound a sufficient curse
The ghoulish din as Nero's coin drops in the purse
Slain souls and burnished gold
Held in the coffers of the earth
Piled ash and precious stones
Wealth bitter as laurel herbs
Imagines maiorum, the mourners howl as they beat their chests
But why waste on such a fiend this funeral jest?
With mace in hand, Charun stalks the procession line
Yet the gathered crowds spare no chance to show their ire
Slain souls and burnished gold
Held in the coffers of the earth
Piled ash and precious stones
Wealth bitter as laurel herbs
Is any emperor as corrupt as he?
At very last fate exacted his toll on thee
The people would spare no revile
And even blessed Fascinus could not blind their evil eyes
An altar is raised and sacrifice made
Cursed be the memory of Nero's life
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Cemetery Lights Rhode Island
Occult black metal from Rhode Island.
A hearkening back to traditional blackness and
death.
Necromantical delirium rooted in the sounds first pioneered by early European ancestors, unearthed to once again wreak havoc on the present!
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