Vision I - The Flyers The Clocks Cathedral of Flyers Vision II - The Hall Birds and the Dead's Voices Deepest Hell Mother and the History Tausend Sterne sind ein Dom Prayer for Pazuzu The Last Sailor Vision III - The Newborn
Tracklist Bonus Release
Cathedral of Flyers (Intense Remix by Dopedrone) Cathedral of Flyers (Art Abscons Remix) Splitter-Selbst Paralyze Tree Cathedral of Tear (Backyard Ghost Remix) The Garden May we all go... Deeper into the Dark Sea
PART I 01-Lokasenna ioc-November Wind 02-Kunstgerecht-Back 03-Wounded Violets-Barren Lands 04-Modernum Decadentia Oppositorum-Dulce et decorum est pro patria Mori 05-Glimmer Void-Goners 06-Karma Marata-Euer Brennend Gott.mix 07-Primeval Existence-Roar of the Warchiefs 08-Shattered Hand-No Man's Land 09-Suburban Cruelty Centre-La Lumiere A Quitté Le Ciel 10-Waffenruhe-Bruderkrieg 11-Stahlfaust-Heldentum 12-Le Silence des Ruines-Le Brouillard Des Spectres 13-Phalanx feat.The White Rabbit-Weihnachtsfrieden 14-Strydwolf-Memorial
PART II 01-Weeping Hollyhocks-White Thorn 02-Seinsvergessenheit-Met onze jongens aan den Ijzer 03-Sinweldi-Notre Victoire (Militia Dei Remix) 04-Militia Dei-Deceit 05-Bunkertor 1-Ritterblut 06-Nebel-Les Veuves 07-Aurea Hora-Nightmare 08-Nosens-Cura Ut Valeas ! 09-Ierophania-My Sister,I was lost for you 10-Leukotome-Entrenchment 11-CrepusculaR-Requiem For The Unknown Fallen Ones 12-Noise Cabaret-Going to Battle 13-Adrien Mailler-Dans les Tranchées 14-Front Sonore-La Chanson de Craonne
"L' Horrible Passion - "Lucidique et les limites du bon sens"
A cold and rainy autumn evening. Rats in the walls. And old portrait of a deceased child hanging on the wall. An old cylinder wax playing while drinking a glass of absinthe to confront the absurd. No colors at all, only black and white is painting the room. And mnemosine torturing you inceasently...
Well, the hidden God is no constant gardener--while you are taking a nap and not intent upon the flowers, I'll Cain (sic) your God damned Lilies. H8! Lilies! You'll have no way of knowing for certain that it was me (I leave such small foot prints that they could be mistaken for a feral rodent), and if you come after me I'll deny it and run into some public place where you would be badly looked upon. Hit a kid will you?
I don't actually hate lilies; I just thought "Eight," "H8!" Sounds sort of similar. If it were seven lilies and not eight I wouldn't have known what to write.
In Abscondinium resides the the particle which binds mass to each body. As the bodies vary so also is this rarest of all natures tenanted. In man it takes a ghastly form--in the wind and in the soil it reposes naturally.
The hidden God triumphs once more!
In Time, N2
Together may we reveal what eyes cannot see, what language cannot evocate. In truth resides beauty.
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