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Old, Blackened Century

by Flaming Tusk

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    The use of physical totems or repositories of power has always been central to the ritual process; there is a two-way flow of potential between the actor and the object, whereby the object, which has a certain mystical, semantic, ritual, etc. significance, makes its inherent power available to the wielder (who is esoterically worthy of it, ie., has prepared his environment and himself through acts of purification, defilement, arrangement, etc., such that he is in a state of eligibility of the fetish object), and at the same time through incantation, gesture, and the performance of prescribed rites the actor imbues the object at the center of the rite _with_ significance and indeed legitimizes it as an element within the ontology of the belief system in question.
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1.
Anathema 03:20
The sword-thrust, not the salve I bring! Look not to me for healing tropes You damn yourself Your dogma spoils all you touch Pulled down by the weight of a putrid God Unnatural Reviled, despised Made sick with the pleasure of lie The rapist’s life Repulsive, diseased, faith between your knees In vomit your wallow Unsightly illustration of a vacuum deity Is there but flesh and soul Honest was Sodom! And will you be there when your makers tells you to go Man has willed man, and where will you stand when you go Go! Tell your God I approach! Tell your priests they rule nothingness Go! Tell your God I approach! Stampede down the temple walls Go! Tell your God I approach! Abandon the afterlife Go! Tell your God I approach! Speak the Anathema, strike down Downward flows the collected shit of your false laws Crest by crest Can you see what your maker wills your to be Bloody, honest, grotesque Expectorant membrane spreads death to all thought as you-- Go! Tell your God I approach! Tell your priests they rule nothingness Go! Tell your God I approach! Stampede down the temple walls Go! Tell your God I approach! Abandon the afterlife Go! Tell your God I approach! I am desire made whole Rise up and strike down your soul Speak the Anathema, and go! I am the Anathema, strike down! Speak the Anathema Go!
2.
When I close my eyes, I see a world destroyed An epic abattoir, blood blown to air as ash The screaming masses, their flesh explodes with gore A world of agony, a universal gash Bless humanity with fire, suck the seas and oceans dry Strip the trees of giving light, douse the stars, and rape the sky Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens Give me darkness, give me hatred Give me mankind blown to smithereens Send a wave of carnage Destroy all insolent life within its path Pristine the violence Your body torn into shreds by unseen claws Release my loathing Die screaming Agony unholy awaits you all First the child, crushed and gone Then the bird, tossed from air Then the fish, the mouse, the insect on the leaf The gentle fern, withered black The earth and waters poisoned The sun blinks out beneath a blanket of my blackness bleak Bless humanity with fire, suck the seas and oceans dry Sap the trees of giving light, douse the stars, and rape the sky Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens Give me darkness, give me hatred Give me mankind blown to smithereens Their bovine faces will be replaced with shrieking pain I judge you guilty of complacency profane Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens Give me hatred, give me mankind blown to smithereens Give me love so I can hear it scream Send a wave of carnage Destroy all insolent life within its path Pristine the violence Your body torn into shreds by unseen claws Send a wave of carnage Destroy all insolent life within its path Release my loathing Die screaming Agony unholy awaits you all
3.
No Smiles 08:46
The shame awaits you Breeding humiliation Rise and follow Involuntary, abysmal Admit your eventual downfall Pale, soft, warm, your ball and chain Feel it swell A cluster of ruin Sentenced to Hell Your private undoing Staking its claim Bloated, persistent Coated in sweat, twisting in fear Twisting in fear Witness the life that disappeared Growing still Tearing you to pieces Corporeal override Too weak to fight Too beaten and tired From digging your own grave And with a blinding flash of light the doors of your mind are flung open to this place where the apathetic hands of savage morticians rake across your mangled body, a place where pain is God, torment is all, and there are NO SMILES. The sick, the glisten The bitter taste of bile The soul dissected The stench of pure denial The mask, the needle The light hits the knife The surge exhuming Festering back to life Switches flicker, skewers jab Hot the air and cold the slab Scorch the flesh, abandon the mind Strategies loathsome wear visages kind Strategies loathsome wear visages kind Witness the end that may be nigh
4.
I nap in blood Waiting for rain I nap in blood Fingernails through the soil Through the bloody filth Of mass grave In the rain On solstice, we stir Lightning courses underground The grass moves like waves On this rotting mass grave We have slept Stacked by soldiers’ bayonets Made to lie in sudden trench Waiting, waiting for rain On solstice, we stir Climbing corpses underground The grass moves like waves Over this rotting mass grave Rising putrid flesh Restless pit of death The corpses move like waves I nap in blood Waiting for rain I nap in blood
5.
Ichor 03:29
HO CHI MINH KISSINGER Damned! War is Hell Trapped by inhuman enemy Blood? I nap in blood! No way out, as far as the eye can see Retch at the stench Jungle heat, pure misery Screams lash the sky Where was the victory sworn to me? Life-blood Brothers, taste my Life-blood Put to waste, my Life-blood Mother, drink my Life-blood HO CHI MINH KISSINGER Burn! Rapid fire Death comes ripping past my eyes Gush—jungle rot Warfare drowning out my cries Crawl—vermin crawl Waves of beetles, clouds of flies Heat sweltering One act in the play of our great demise! Untold bloodlust None would believe Show your colors Let your gun scream Life-blood Brothers, taste my Life-blood Put to waste, my Life-blood Mother, drink my Life-blood Life-blood Brothers, taste my Life-blood Put to waste, my Life-blood Mother, drink my Life-blood HO CHI MINH KISSINGER! Life-blood Brothers, taste my Life-blood Put to waste, my Life-blood Mother, drink my Life-blood
6.
Instability 07:49
Sent to death, torn to shreds by the tempest In the dark, something lurks beyond comprehension Cold is the sea—find a bearing Waters quake with the shape of a godless monster Climb up upon the raft Pray for deliverance But soon, the day arrives And with it, heat At day it sits, silhouette massive beyond belief The rippling blue promising release from agony No escape, always moving, always circling No way out, floating board our grave upon the sea Surrounded, defenseless Abandoned, godless In the light, like the field is the ocean All around us, the surface is flecked with bodies Gone are the screams or the rescue No escape, no way out, with the thing beneath us It drags the bodies down The seas turn crimson It is the devil’s spawn The sea is Hell No escape from the Devil as it watches me The other four with their eyes paint a conspiracy Always there, always watching us, both day and night Whispers heard, fight the creature, give it a sacrifice Tossed by waves—God, where are you? Haunted by the predator The abyss, always watching Taunting us with instability Stench of human filth
 Sunlight’s glint rips through my tired eyes Salt burns my skin Shadow shape moves beneath us
 Moving, circling, set to strike Tempers wear thin In the night, the bony moonlight On its ever-swirling form Calling me in No way out No escape from heat or death alike Tempers wear thin The ocean is Hell God, no! No, God Let go
7.
My Red Sun 05:07
All in the grey time Our waxen faces, our possessors And we, the dispossessed Torn to shreds by airy fingers And so I rot Ghosts walk slow, impel my death I'm burnt to dust by your red run Five leagues of blood churning Walking through the desert Don’t cry, don’t cry, child Thorns in my skin burning Hanging by skin barely Death comes in winds blowing Eaten by dying red times Forsaken slowly Rot Twisting, I rot Hanging, I rot Rot A plague of beetles Burn me All in the grey time Our waxen faces, our possessors And we, the dispossessed Torn to shreds by bloody fingers And so I rot I never dreamed, I never wept Burnt to dust by your red sun Gathered, the great nations Walking through the desert I saw the face of God Breathe in, the dust feeds me Gathered, the great nations Can’t undo what death has done Masters, can you hear me Burnt by your sun Burn me Rot
8.
Icy River 09:34
Souls of the vanquished As mist fill the air From the icy river I raise my hands The mountains cry to me Great warrior, what have you done? The river cleanses me Unwoven, the blood gone With each brittle, burning breath I take My spirit shivers, dead In the icy river My life disappears The blood washes away The spirits come to claim their own Great river, save me Make me as cold and calm As the snows, as the stars Creeping icy fingers Crawl hroughout my skin One by one, taking the memories Numb me, take me Into your frigid heart Surroundings melt away The pupil dilates No heat, no life Naked soul, born of light Lose yourself In the cold Swim through the river with me My brother in night Truest being Naked soul In the cold Naked soul And from the river, I rise Heavy with flesh again But light without that weight Of the forbidden, of the blood The mountains howl, but I do not hear The spirits call, but I do not fear I rise up from the icy river And move back into the white And move into the immaculate night And move into the immaculate night

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Flaming Tusk's 2010 LP.

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released January 19, 2010

Stolas Trephinator — Vocals
Don Blood — Lead Guitar
Zosimus — Guitar
Schneidaar — Bass Guitar
Dumnorix Xristophage — Drums

Song 1 by Zosimus & Flaming Tusk
Songs 2 & 4 by Don Blood & Flaming Tusk
Songs 3, 5, 6 & 8 by Don Blood
Song 7 by Dumnorix Xristophage

All lyrics by Stolas Trephinator
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song 1: S. Trephinator / A.O. Spare
song 4: S. Trephinator / D. Blood
song 7: S. Trephinator / D. Xristophage

Recorded and mixed in September of 2009
by Tom Beaujour at Nuthouse Recording, Hoboken, NJ

Mastered in December of 2009
by Kim Rosen at Knack Mastering

Illustration by Val Munteanu
Logotype by Jordan Jelev
Scribal text and sigil by d. xristophage
Art by Zosimus

Produced by Flaming Tusk
All songs © 2010 Flaming Tusk
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