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Mors Ad Caelum

by Stellae

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marie-jude smart One of the best trve black metal albums out there!! Raw, dark and beautiful!! Favorite track: Grave of Seasonal Death.
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1.
Molt 06:35
Distilling on the water's descent Reflector of seismic vibration Wavelet whispers amalgamate Underneath the expanse of life Present death demands security The result of circumspect happiness Opening doors that never lock Bludgeoned by miscellany liquidation Corrugated textures spread over the heart Guiding a flow to the shivering soul Setting aside the hymns that preach goodness Distracted by the verses demanding guilt Away from the kingdom of seldom wisdom Truth is used as a survival tool against the fools At the end of all your worry is the bottomless pit Where you place the vessel and bury mortal morals
2.
The strands that remain Wither by a thread Before coming undone A sudden sadness The shadow in the blackness Cold cryptic darkness Nestles in the crevice Deep within the core Buoyancy grows in disposition Abducted by the spirits The ones who follow him The ones I've taken Who are ever longing death Even after they pass Inhale their rotten breath Summoning a mystery Along with their misery Chanting is empty and hollow A grueling moment of silence Before chaos embraces reality Exorcism of asceticism The slay of God The ones who follow him The ones I've taken
3.
Pneuma 06:29
When I woke My soul was solus Desolate conduit An empty pore Where my aura lay before Barricaded postulation Empirical premonition Harking with no incentive My spirit has abandoned me Centuries roaming In the darkest nothing Exploring the dross Seeking existence & existing to seek Withering away in patience Until I hear my center speak As a whole I have departed End this eternal search In this void I stalk impetus For this new pneuma I pursue
4.
Ichor 03:57
In the umbra of existence Infected religious chronicles Advance positions of progress Where the future tapers And the present begins Stygian conquest The compass adrift Disoriented vitals Tenebrosity seeping Unabridged it flows Masquerade in the shade Of the heaven's facade Deception disguised Dying pose of a martyr Witnesses of faith Broken bones of contention Septic prayers Fecal fracas Vermilion Vermin feast Miniature minions of the beast Swim in the immortal blood! Totem of nefarious faces Corpse painted in ichor
5.
Blood Pine 07:06
Strange as often The blind can see Discretely in a coffin An absence unto me A scent remembers when I can see the candles burning How long has it been With my flesh in the soil churning? In their lonesome ears Whisper of ancient poetry Taste the blood in their tears Then erase them violently I embrace your longing The ever lingering yearning Nowhere is belonging To where we are returning
6.
I stumbled eternally through the hallways of veils In between the torture was the fruit of death I gladly took a bite of its poisoness splendor Quenching my thirst to relive the past Through my many vessels, various moments Abundant rituals and precious torture... Relaxing on an Iron chair I Perch the Judas cradle full Removed from the pillory To sauna in the brazen bull Suggest the breast ripper Solace lead sprinkler Molten metal terror slaughter Curl up with the scavenger's daughter Spanish tickler satisfies the itch Can't reach in this shrew's fiddle Tongue tear's a perfect fit Heretic fork in the middle Ducking stool hydrates the soul To quote a spell in every language Broken wings on the Breaking wheel To cherish the perish with pears of anguish
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Delicately decimate All corporeal oppose Fragments of reality Are yours to dispose Expose the skeletal That puppets the skin Moonlit silhouette The night's skeleton Moisture of the dew Soaks with bare hate Description hostile Impossible to delineate Colder days are coming Autumn's taking hold Green life shivers & withers Turning leaves to gold The earth dances nude Shivering from its breath Naked branches wave From their grave of seasonal death
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released October 31, 2022

All instruments, vocals, music, lyrics and mixing & mastering Hank Stellae

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Stellae Fitzwilliam, New Hampshire

Hank is Stellae a one-man-band, Hank's a type of a musician who can compose, create and play anything he wants. Multi talented. Everything from the logos to the mastering! Brilliant and sharp as a feral wolf! Hank does not let go until the task is done... and that is to reflect his vision through his artistic soul... ... more

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