Eight thousand fugitives and seekers
In a separate world in cold space
When meeting Hondo began to live
In Mima's images from other stars
Raised old and new cults in the deserts of eternity.
With priesthood, temple-bells and crucifixes,
Vagina-cult and shouting yurgher-girls
And tickler-sectaries forever laughing
Six years spend at an equal god Mima
With dreams of destruction from other worlds.
Occured self-immolation of the neo god
When the phototurb exploded Dorisburg.
Goldonder Aniara сrosses the void in the dark
From chaos of the growth to the hopelessness of solitude and night
The Void-spear moved along its pointless course.
It pushed any to fall into the well
When all existence is aimless, no end in sight.
No difference between sacrifice or memory spell
With undiminished speed to Lyre’s figure
For fifteen thousand years the spacecraft drove
Like a museum filled with things and bones
And desiccated plants from Dorisgrove.
Goldonder Aniara сrosses the void in the dark
From chaos of the growth to the hopelessness of solitude and night
A huge sarcophagus floats where the lights went out
A huge sarcophagus floats where the lights went out
credits
from To the Lyre,
track released November 21, 2020
The nostalgia is palpable. I can remember using an off brand mp3 player to listen to this in my freshmen year of high school. I SHOULD HAVE SLAYED YOU LIKE A DRAGON LAST WEEK. CLEANSING
I'm a big fan of The Faceless middle two albums and when I saw Lyle Cooper was on this album I knew I needed to check it out. I bought the discography almost instantly, reminds me a little of The Faceless and a bit more of Fallujah who I also adore. Well worth the money, Support these great Musicians! dragonslayer8228