Abscence Songtext
von Terzij de Horde

Absence

When the living subverts
When it is a truth in itself
When there is no higher purpose than to be

To dischord this common Word

To a seething mass of dread
To embrace this darkened ecstasy

When there is no higher purpose than to be
To dischord this common Word

The rage of the damned and persecuted
Their seeing eyes as trophies for a sightless throne
Building and smoldering with violent promise

Like claws set to rend a deathly reality
Like a blade forged to split a hateful unity

This war bursts forth from mouths of flame
Shattered teeth, soaring words, hell untamed

To crucify the sanctity of suffering forever

To carve a nihill for this false abyss


Artifice devoured
A silent inward gasp

Exorcise the world spirit
All that is ancient and crooked

So that light can burst forth in its absence
A thousand secret springs of wildfire
For the daemon champions of this earth

A thousand secret springs of wildfire
For the daemon champions of this earth

To compete for such divinity
A phantasmagorical emanation
A man-made sphere of inclusion and exile

To compete for such divinity
A phantasmagorical revelation
A mandrake root which burgeons and crawls

Fear turns the thorns inward
Spectral spires and pits
De profundis, the deception calls
Aeons' shadow values
Raised on power and fear


When the living subverts
When it is a truth in itself
When there is no higher purpose than to be

To dischord this common Word

To a seething mass of dread
To embrace this darkened ecstasy

When there is no higher purpose than to be
To dischord this common Word

Trample this dire deity, this broken entity
Of lust, dread, awe
A loss of life, a defiant triumph.
Vengeance a duty, a protection to mar

Vengeance