Archaic Mantra [EP] (MMXVIII)

by Sainte Vermine

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1.	Archaic Mantra 06:39		buy track
2.	Poisoned Cocoon 11:20	lyrics	buy track
The sky is black, black as my soul I smell the winds, of the morbids species All along the trees, flayed barks Spelling my sealed fate Blaspheming the sacred writtings Offered by Mother I am according the truth Willing to submit I am whom the Gods hate None living creature can feed my necrosed corpse Shall I willingly allow to disapear me For the uttermost damnation I fear Redemption is not penetrating my mind I let the bloody clouds washing my spirit I let the bloody clouds washing my spirit Insanity has gangrenous my state Starting to gnaw my torso Tear off my hairs, skin my face Peeling my flesh Damaging blackened nails My hands are turning to putrid Lying in my torpor, served by a sordid devotion As in a poisoned cocoon Hibernating in my deeply torments Curled up bottom of the chasm, reccluded into penumbra away from any form of life This ignoble hole is my deumeure Pain and suffering became now an obsession
3.	Solemn Despair 12:43	lyrics	buy track
Contemplating laments of emptiness Silence... Burning in the Sunlight Like ashes, scattered across the ground Travelling through nihil My essence is insignificant This dreadful nothingness To fulfil my days of slumber. A matricial pale illusion Remaining transparent memories Into the solemn despair Final breath to pass away The winds of time are too harsh Awaiting a dawn that will soon come I am heading towards the end without redemption Leaving behind me this delusion Tracing my pitiful existence
4.	They Whisper To Me... 12:44	lyrics	buy track
They whisper to me In my unwritten knowledge Their shades showeth From the netherworld They whisper to me In my foolishness The knoweth of losted souls The lies are dissipating They whisper to me... After many centuries of exile From the common mortals, My filthy Gods always cursed me The abomination of Earth Pestilence incarnate Abhorrence full heart Loathsome mind spirit There where I pass, Life will never rise back again Far beyond, I see the lack of doom Seen but unreachable On my way, there were a tree wrinkly by the sentence of time Once past, I breath the wind Bring me the emanations And consume its ashes On the ground, a fallen feather The scavengers,on their branch, survey me, Bearing the scourge that I endure I raise my eyes towards the heavens Praying for an endless sleeping The twilight soothes the weight of my moribund carcass Wherever I go, This lenghty pain is onerous The heavy steps, the dull thoughts My damnation has been too long I drown my wisdom into sorrow Every dropped tears Will drink this arid land In the void, I hear distant voices, They whisper to me This forest will be my grave By the weakness, I accept this offering And I am falling down the floor Through the flying deads leaves I am crawling in my rotten flesh My bones goes to dust The worms will soon feast me They whisper to me In my unwritten knowledge Their shades showeth From the netherworld They whisper to me In my foolishness Things no mortals man knoweth The lies are dissipating They whisper to me... They whisper to me... They whisper to me...
5.	L'Essence des Vieux Arômes 06:43		buy track

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Shamanic/Dark Ritual/Funeral Doom/Drone

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released February 28, 2018

SAINTE VERMINE's Gear used -
Vocals, Synth, FX, Guitar, Lute, Shamanic Percussions, Tibetan Rolmo&Silnyen cymbals, Chains, Rgya-gling (Gyaling), Rag-Dung (Dung-Chen), Didgeridoo, Flute, Tingsha, Tibetan Bowl.

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Sainte Vermine Brittany, France

Sainte Vermine is an independant & amateur one-man based on solo projects / home-made productions.
Essays audio on differents genres & stuff.
Sainte Vermine's profil: bandcamp.com/saintevermine