We are legioned in the majesty of fear
If I could illuminate I will depart
Accepting the unknown, surmising pain unseen
Fading is the light in and throughout
Closing as I am far from home
To be born again to a vessel nameless
I saw the leafs fall to a heaven
Raining letters, absolution of an unwritten story of life
An upsprung paradox is intransigent to my heart
I knew these would fall to my feet
and I dropped what was never fully grasped, to grow cold and fade
“In the gardens we destroy, killing the body all nurturing
Consume the seeds of light to rot and perish the illumination
And we kill and feed upon the flesh of the children unborn
And poison the waters and plants with our lifeblood
Set fire to the land and send the light beneath the ground
Smiling at the shadow shrouding an earth
We wear the face of the dead and surrender all
A candle dimming within and out of God”
Is of the homeless I walk a plane of trees
Paths narrow and holding forms of me
It was of the mind I grew sick of this love
Belief that I can do no wrong, never knowing what it is
Life itself is only a vision, a dream
and the lucid empty space reflects what I've become
For I am only but a thought
New Zealand technical death outfit Ulcerate have often been praised for their innovative genre approach—but six albums into their discography, there's even greater strength in their consistency. Bandcamp Album of the Day Dec 20, 2016