Lingering Voidwards

by COLDBORN

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Turn to the black caves in the wake of the void, praise the absence of luminescence as the whole's common grounds, collect the agony and aspire to succumb. Delve in the extreme and practice the slow descent. Linger on the edge of the bottomless pit until the time comes and these musical vibrations mantle the fall and beckon!

5 hymns of atmospheric Black Metal spanning 47 minutes to fulfill a section of your journey to the Abyss. Ghastly and diverse vocals in perfect rivalry with a body rich in trance-like guitar riffs that reek of dedication to the Blackness. This is no ordinary source and these are no ordinary hymns. This is the death of the man and the birth of the ghoul.

"He who gathers the hint of awareness knows no path other than the void"

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released December 1, 2016

All music & lyrics by Norgaath

Line up:
Norgaath: guitars, bass, keys & vocals
Menthor: drums & percussion

Recorded by Norgaath except drums & percussion by Menthor at Black Sun Studios (London).
Mixed by Jeremie Bezier and mastered by Jeremie Bezier & Ivan Houben at Blackout Studio (Brussels).

Guest contributions by:
*A.Krieg: tortured exclamations on "The Call of Death's Clarion"
*Nocturnus Horrendus: last scream of agony on "In The Absence of Light, Death Gazes"

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COLDBORN Flanders, Belgium

COLDBORN is the brainchild and soloproject of Norgaath (also active in NIGHTBRINGER, GRIMFAUG & ONIRIK and ex-Corpus Christii, Gotmoor & Paragon Impure).

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Track Name: The Call Of Death's Clarion
THE CALL OF DEATH’S CLARION

The call of Death's clarion
Evokes me with persistence
The sound so mesmerizing...
Needless is the resistance

Cold... Forgotten...
Languishing... Forsaken...

I am ready for darkness
So silently the night encloses me
Feeling so heartless...
My soul becomes filled with dark eternity

The call of Death's clarion
Evokes me with persistence
The sound so mesmerizing...
Needless is the resistance

Numb... Neglected...
Abandoned....

And when the light has died
I slowly close my fatigued eyes
Taken by the endless night
I am ready for my demise...

My demise...
Track Name: In The Absence Of Light, Death Gazes
IN THE ABSENCE OF LIGHT, DEATH GAZES

The light is abandoning
This void leaves nothing...
Nothing but sheer coldness...
and eternal darkness

Feeling so unfulfilled
To mortality tied
Longings are killed
Death stares at me bright-eyed

Feeling the killing aridity
Overblown and withered existence
Plunged in a swamp of absurdity
In the dusk of Death’s countenance

Joint dislocates from joint...
This is the final point:
I feel myself fall to pieces
Everything now decreases...

The weary light of the candle fades
I close my eyes and cross my arms

As Death slowly lifts me
From the stone-cold bed
Track Name: In Solitude
IN SOLITUDE

I solitarily walk this night-veiled path
Morbid shapes mysteriously dissolve in the fog
The sky is filled with a blaze of wrath
I arise from the slumber of this unfathomable smog

I gaze at the mist entwined horizon
My blood feels dry and crumbly
Like the ground beneath my feet
That walk into the night and I don’t look back

Seeing – the gate of death
Feeling – the despondency
Hearing – the toll of death
Tasting – the blade of destiny

I solitarily walk this night-veiled path
Morbid shapes mysteriously dissolve in the fog
The sky is filled with a blaze of wrath
I arise from the slumber of this unfathomable smog

I gaze at the mist entwined horizon
My blood feels dry and crumbly
Like the ground beneath my feet
That walk into the night and I don’t look back
Track Name: Lingering Voidwards
LINGERING VOIDWARDS

Overcome by despondency
I carve my name in your skin
Overcome by melancholy
The knife now lies in your hands...

Don’t weep for me…
For my soul is already gone
Nothingness, void, empty...
Everything seems forlorn

My eyes, in black veiled
My flesh feels like steel
My blood, cold and paled
My body... decayed

It seems you are so absent and distant
Yet you are rambling in the valley of my mind
And the depths of my reveries, so persistent
Lost in time’s wisps of haze, so blind

Overcome by despondency
I carve my name in your skin
Overcome by melancholy
The knife now lies in your hands...
Track Name: Withered
WITHERED

Everything is now grim and grey
A void without perspective
Feeling so bleak and astray
A hollowness without perspective

A landscape of desolate graves
The bolts of the earth
Grey in different shades
Secluding the dead from life and its birth

Everything is now grim and grey
Feeling so bleak and astray
A hollowness without perspective

A landscape of desolate graves
The bolts of the earth
Grey in different shades
Secluding the dead from life and its birth

The withered wood of a dead tree
Your coffin to be
Encircled by a cold dense fog
As a hazy and intangible tog

Here, your sanguinary footmark ends
Here, your bleak existence descends

The withered wood of a dead tree
Your coffin to be...

Here, your sanguinary footmark ends
Here, your bleak existence descends
Now, death takes the helm
Now, you forever enter its realm

Enter its realm...