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The Kosmokrator (album)

by Anomos

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    Anomos album "The Kosmokrator", 8 tracks of heavy, melodic, death metal.

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1.
Come to be it has now, the prequestment of the end No fallacy nor prophecy, could reveal what lay ahead As the dark clouds grow near, symbolizing elimination My frustrations reach uncontainable heights War kept away from the table to free the guilt Late when I gobbed into the face of the divine Yae for the moon draws on close for the last time As the great change begins Where is your god? And anyone may now read the script for just what happened next High beast scripted both their fates in silence right behind their backs And stepped in to bring chaos to the world of man Blinded to the evil, strictly set to the narrow path and led unto the altars as a lamb Cries of war my music and the world my orchestra Could I conduct the symphony of oblivion? Yes. Deep were the wounds cast unto us by our fellow man, blood marks where we fought Across the sea bringing plague and disease the barbarians twisted our pure genes By night, they all burned the town and the people alive, burnt them alive Stripped in fear they stocked their sacks and left their homes behind To hastily flee from the band of brutes with murder on their minds Where is your god? And anyone may now read the scripts for just what happened next High beast scripted both their fates in silence right behind their backs And stepped in to bring chaos to the world of man Blinded by the evil, strictly set to the narrow path and led unto the altars as a lamb Cries of war my music and the world my orchestra Could I conduct the symphony of oblivion? There’s hatred in them still Feeling free and living life and living well. Come to be it has now the prequestment of the end No fallacy nor prophecy could reveal what lay ahead High beast scripted both their fates in silence right behind their backs And stepped in to bring chaos to the world of man Blinded to the evil, strictly set to the narrow path and led unto the altars as a lamb Cries of war my music and the world my orchestra Could I conduct the symphony of oblivion? There’s hatred in them still Feeling free and living life and living well.
2.
White Noise 04:16
Awash with a thousand endless voices, repeating your name, louder and louder Ingrained in your soul unbroken forever Broken until your senses fail Painting portraits of all of the times that I’ve wished away, betraying This is the way they’ll remember The hallowed shriek of suffering And all that’ll stop it, is white noise. White noise Red mist, a broken promise an arm to twist The weight of all those who relied on you Protecting what they hold dear, Retaining the faith denying the truth Retaining the faith denying the truth This is the way they’ll remember, The hallowed shriek of suffering And all that will stop it is white noise This is the way they’ll remember, The hallowed shriek of suffering And all that will stop it is white noise White noise. Close your eyes and repeat what they repeat Calling as one, louder and louder Oblivion is where they belong Built on what I sacrificed I must let go of all that I know and deliver us a future This is the way we’ll remember The hallowed shriek of suffering And all that will stop it is white noise This is the way they’ll remember The final shriek of suffering And all that will stop it is white noise White noise.
3.
Images, flicker, repeating Reliving the final act, the culmination Imagine, a chasm opens in the sky We all believe what suits us best Refocusing on the impossible act of love This has gone too far An act of war cannot be taken back The impossible act, relinquish control of all And justify yourself to me Define the limit of the pain that can exist Remind me of the tipping point you cannot justify If her words cannot be heard she cannot speak Reprisal in abdication The scorn will bring salvation to the horde before our eyes Reprisal in abdication No matter what is seen, no matter of the pain that you feel We stand against this world as one. Images, flicker, repeating Reliving the final act, the culmination Imagine, a chasm opens in the sky We all believe that suits us best If her words cannot be heard she cannot speak Reprisal in abdication The scorn will bring salvation to the horde before our eyes Reprisal in abdication
4.
Sewer Rat 07:13
A corpse floats on the slime Shades of black down every path a world under the soil A pipeline stuffed with septic flesh holds still the water flow Something abysmal lurks on high and my home is their burial ground I smell the darkness in its soul, so I stay down below You, you’re so pure you don’t have a fucking clue Just once taste my vile air and conceive of what you’ve put me through Disease runs freely from the privy to the catacomb Sick in colour, an exhort for your fragile inimunity With no change i’ll be forced to show my face But only a creature would they see in me This sanctuary of flies and reptiles is my own All the walls painted with rot and then carpeted with bone I wonder free while crocodilians protect my home I’m always bleeding from the soul Stuck here way down below Now, beckoned in stain, back from the dead Praised in hate for I’m not one to breathe air fresh and low Driven by hate, leaving at flee my domain in a bout of overwhelming degradation Once there was a time, in place of wastes were ales and wine And moonlight shone upon us gleefully With broken rays of shine Now it’s all but lost in the memory of a tragedy of a man with a tale from hell This foul construct of caves deep corridors of grime Madly through the darkness with a thousand workers time Rest keeps my mind at ease until the midnight chimes I’m always bleeding from the soul Stuck here way down below Now, beckoned in stain, back from the dead Praised in hate for I’m not one to breathe air fresh and low Driven by hate, leaving but flee my domain in a bout of overwhelming degradation Strapped my possessions to a belt I fashioned from the hide of a white male Studded with teeth When vicious machinations burrow through me from the sky For the first time in an aeon bearing witness to the sunlight Even if I will for mercy, no longer do I hold the tongue of a man. Lay me in my crypt, sojourn for me to die, never really was I alive In your children’s nightmares I will survive. Lay me in my crypt, sojourn for me to die, never really was I alive In your children’s nightmares I will survive, I will survive. The sanctuary of flies and reptiles is my own All the walls painted with rot and carpeted with bone I wander free while crocodilians protect my home And you know you’ll pay me in blood Pay me in blood Pay me in blood Pay me in blood Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood Pay me in blood Blood.
5.
Lies 04:41
Lies, fabrications, are all you’ve ever known Your only weapon is the truth It’s evil though they never should avail to let it go They are the artisans of misbelief the masters of minds behind them Making us think we’re in control when really greed manipulates them But it’s nearly our time Take all that pain inside Do with it what you will Let burning rage consume Now it’s nearly but a matter of the wait for the knight leads us to strike When the bells ring out to tell the night has come alive, with all of its darkness For an untold sum of years we subserved below, but now we’re coming back Take this world away from man return Gaia, to its rightful hands Gather my minions of disease Their swamp green eyes that stare at me with teeth displayed I promised all of you that one day you will all be free, and I’ll be believed Remember the name they gave to your mothers and fathers generations ago Never let them tell you who you are But show them that they too could bleed But it’s nearly our time Take all that pain inside Do with it what you will Let violent rage consume For an untold sum of years we subserved below as they built around the bodies of ones we loved. No decency to speak of, nothing but want Now and forever let them know their tedium is just a prison for their hearts Envy not them, pity not us, Dirty little lies. Pity not us A picture of a perfect beauty frayed and etched to scar A place where nothing pure ends up, sealed away from every ray of sun Clear to all that I have met and know there is something darker Much darker than anything imaginable A twisted overpopulation Now it’s merely but a matter of the wait for the knight leads us to strike When the bells ring out to tell the night has come alive, with all of its darkness For an untold sum of years we’ve subserved below But now we're coming back Take this world away from man return Gaia, to its rightful hands. Lies.
6.
Earthgape 04:25
Proselytize the entire population A self imposed existence in purgatory Blacker than the blackest black into the earth below With our pick axes in hand we work our skin to the bone Theocracy dictates to us and we must play our role For the glory of the Seraph we live and toil and die in the abyss. Malevolent wickedness sleeps beneath the tunnels in which we toil An awakening so potentially devastating, bringing turmoil on us all Deeper, deeper we dig breaking our fingers between the stones Under the lash, a cranium smashed by a scat from the backs. Our destiny was written on the wall long before our eyes were opened to the injustice of it all Theocracy dictates to us and we must play our role For the glory of the Seraph, we live and toil and die in the abyss. An ancient presence stirs deep in the depths of the unknown Entombed throughout millennia, ‘neath countless megatons of stone Its slumber truncated by our ravenous intraplanetary excavations. The sleeper awakens Rebirth of the forsaken I’ve slept for several centuries My blood lust, insatiable So potentially devastating It’s potentially devastating Deeper, deeper we dig, breaking our fingers between the stones Under the lash a cranium smashed by a scat from the backs In torrents of blood and gouts of flame it kills by the score Primacy over the darkness established forever more. Malevolent wickedness sleeps beneath the tunnels in which we toil An awakening so potentially devastating, bringing turmoil on us all Malevolent wickedness sleeps beneath the tunnels in which we toil An awakening so potentially devastating, bringing turmoil on us all. potentially devastating It’s potentially devastating Potentially devastating
7.
The clansmen grouped upon the hillside Calling, to the stars Beneath the eyes of the universe A gang of hoods and thieves A sight to freeze the blood It’s meant to be but never was A dark path lays ahead but I can’t die this time Within these blackened walls, these souls will end A clashing of hatred and dread fills the air We’re all doomed forever Just faceless listeners to the whispers of the damned A somber reminder of an agenda, carried out by desperate men All hope is behind us This chain reaction has, fallen back on them Time will bring the empire to its knees The eyes of the fallen are open wide But all they see is lost forever Continue into the hellfire but, I can’t die this time Within these blackened walls, these souls will end A clashing of hatred and dread fills the air We’re all doomed forever Just faceless listeners to the whispers of the damned A somber reminder of an agenda, carried out by desperate men There’s nothing left to lose now, confide in me a final time In tyrannic lands, sowing the sorrow to harvest the fear Once more we gather on a one way trip to the gates of salvation Parting the seas in tribute to hoods and thieves We die this time Within these blackened walls, these souls will end A clashing of hatred and dread fills the air We’re all doomed forever Just faceless listeners to the whispers of the damned A somber reminder of an agenda, carried out by desperate men Carried out by desperate men.
8.
Up from the bog Still among the trees, the beast of the blackness swamp rests silent That creature swallowed half the town Swirling on and on like flies stuck in a cosmic privy drain That beast that churns my belly below In the shallows of the bog Casting shadows Poison the air to a toxic haze Born from shallows Churning the rivers to deadly gloop Death brings life Even the leaves on the trees turn grey Life brings death No one could ever believe this true Void of all will it hunts for skin and bone to shove down its throat Digested alive inside its putrefied sour spoiled guts Poison the air to a toxic haze Born from shallows Churning the rivers to deadly gloop Death brings life Even the leaves on the trees turn grey Life brings death No one could ever believe this true this nightmare spells our doom A foul approach stains the air with fear Moving sliding swiftly forward Moving sliding swiftly forward Sliding swiftly ever onward On towards the eye From a deep dark hole Where all the branches hang with moss No light can find its way inside, all beauty is lost It’s really oh really it’s real I’ve seen it roll Doon hill Oh the belly of the beast will never be filled until, until Moving sliding swiftly forwards On towards the eye Sliding swiftly ever onwards On towards the eye The time has come to end it all Gather the oil, set light the torch And keep a mindful eye aware of everything that moves at all Taste for its rot, heed for its choke The night has come to set these vile woods ablaze in cleansing fire Sickest product of evolution spewed up on to the earth A fairytale truly unreal, it’s unreal A fairytale truly unreal, it’s unreal A fairytale truly unreal, A fairytale truly unreal, it’s unreal A fairytale truly unreal, A fairytale truly unreal, it’s unreal A fairytale truly unreal.

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released February 28, 2020

All songs by Anomos
Lyrics by Anomos and Chris Jordan
Recorded at Broken Drum Studios, Edinburgh, UK by Anomos
Engineered by Fraser McLeish and Anomos
Mixed by Rob Iredale and Anomos
Mastered at Tower Studio, Montpellier, France, by Brett Caldas-Lima
Artwork by Anomos, ArtbyAndee.com & Mr John

Tam Taylor - Vocals
Cal McKinlay – Guitar/Keys
Rob Iredale - Bass/Vocals
Dave Taylor - Drums

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