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by Issfenn

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White Death 04:39
Thunderclap piercing a hole in the sky Growling drums pounding heavy from inside Death's call echoes from the glorious summit Slopes of Mordwand; avalanche rite I call upon White Death's strength Wipe with the might of revenge Storm, rise and fall, swallowing Crush, all at one, burying Fall, chaos frost, blizzard breath Entomb everyone in frozen death Ice sepulchre sculpted At last as White Death is summoned Moon-freezing crystal pierces us with your spear Eat with your burning cold into our bones Erase our roots with the rise of the throne And proudly reveal sharp edges of stone
Feel a change in my bones Feel the moment I grow old Drawn, Death's gravity hegemony Drift through middle age Wisdom far ahead Youth, color slowly fades behind Herald of cosmic seas Within orbital cage Appear to me, I know you circle me Planetary Lord, Astronomical Return, expose to us the true visage of time Rebirth in coarse and clean volcanic flesh From regions as far below Hell As Heaven is above the earth Still chant the starry choir Cynosure gone astray Threnody to aging husk, in Erebus bound no more Alteration Saturn return Embrace the ageing flesh and mind Embrace the thorns digging into the spine Embrace the aching grip of time Embrace Death that slowly rises Rotting in time Cycles awry Spinning around Direction unbound
Stabbing the clouds impaling spear Rises a moon eclipsing peak Tempest razoring the pier Jutting cold surface oblique Near its summit a glacial breath Jaws silhouette howling death Gust a wind, abysmal frost Scale with entropy crest embossed We call wintry storm Breath of frozen realm Pandemonium roar Let the spirit scream A tomb in which to keep Monument to time Protected by a siege Hoarfrost armour rhyme For ages and ages Breath will keep the wind alive Trapped within its throat of ice Restless frozen heart in cage
It bursts the realm, it splits the earth It ravages all the surface world It roams beneath the living land Hellfire burning deep in the damned Down in the abyss, roar the Satanic It promotes the left-hand path It grows to form the Devil's horns It forces further into sin Cry seditious serpent hymn Down in the abyss, roar the Satanic Forge an alliance, to conquer above and rule from below Open the gate, illuminate, under black flame incendiate Scorch the betrayed land The squall that purges all Sepulchers stir; disinter; obscure it still lives Clad in night; faces white; under black flame, we ignite The thunder throng in unison Scream decrees from the forgotten thrones Once individual Now indivisible A mountain from countless shards Lords of chaos Let ring the chord Immortal hordes thrive We let the demons out Loud cries from Hell itself We smelt the stone, we freeze the fire Black metal molten on the pyre Down in the abyss, roar the Satanic
The Feast 04:19
Wolves gather / round a throne / on a dais / made of stone Baphomet presides A profane / ritual / on the altar / on the grill The cauldron gazes into you As above / so below / so the shadow / is a show Under steaming velvet veil In the grave / in the cradle / with a wave / of a ladle The ceremony begins Autoharuspicy, see your own guts in the meal The offal truth revealed By the laws / of disorder / in a country / with no border Flesh and fat as brick and mortar For the bravest / of the fools / by the folly / of the rules In hand the proper tools For the glutton / for the waif / will you fit / in your grave And now the master is the slave Eat of my flesh, drink my blood Turning the spit, dripping oil Gold and blood, spirits to slake, glutton's lust Sing along, for a last song, for the main course As if nothing's wrong When all's done and the song's sung Seat of honor now a platter Come, towards the light Where there's light there's heat Cooking meat At the eve / at the dawn / with a yell / with a yawn Finally the curtain drawn Like the pigs / of Manannan / or the swine / Sachrimnir Willing victim sacrifice To the teeth / to the jowls / link the mind / and the bowels Now the cheers have turned to howls Only man / only beast / only famine / at the feast Only hunger never rests in peace
Downward, over the hill Like beasts to oasis, crawl to the well Closer Glimpse your reflection Shallow gaze stops at the surface Only see yourself... ... Suffering, drowning infinitely, vanishing Blind as your image; Leap of faith Throw yourself in the pit End your... ... Suffering, drowning infinitely, vanishing No lies left to scream Stagnant promises fill your lungs Follow your dreams into the well Freefall in the bowels of Hell Heavy is the lie, that drags you down the well Blackening the sky; all you see is Hell Hell is deaf to prayer Promising a debt Debt that drags you deeper Swallowed by regrets Heavy is the lie, that drags you down the well Blackening the sky; all you see is Hell Every wish bone is broken; Every shooter star fallen Every lucky coin tarnished; Every empty fountain dry Infinite torment; Undying pain In the black flame; Deceit and shame No answer is ever heard; No heaven appears in sight No future offers relief; No wishes will be granted Infinite torment; Undying pain In the black flame; Deceit and shame Abandon all hope who enter here And be released
Thorns 06:28
Filthy prose concealed with roses Catalyst of dissolution Scars of war swell Lasting reward Harvests from hate and clever seed Bloom a traitorous bouquet Through a charming vivid dress Sting, the devil's teeth War is created A vestige, a vision Of hatred, of horror Of passion Astringent asylum turns ashen Lure of gain and greed Leads to a foolish defeat True visage revealed Shred, the devil's claws Scars are constructed In strata, accreted Inflicted and plaited Stripping, serrated Scourging till sated Heroes will fall over time Like withered petals crumbling And dirty barren lands extend And yet we stand even when only thorns remain Gracious destroyer Beligerent caress Faded flowers Of death's bowers
Wash over me, nostalgic ablution to thaw Bleed over me, carbon memory sharp to a flaw Blow off the dust, revel in the scent of iron rust A patina flakes and my body's compelled to March! Strike! Bleed! Die! Calling to war the horns through the mist Ache of the millstone for which we are grist Running out red we nourish the glade Spilling a sigh from the edge of the blade March! Strike! Bleed! Die! Trumpets distract from the sickening din Orders to serve are the freedom to sin Glimpsing a ray through the meshwork of Hell Drowning the day in a fog that envelopes us all Almost alive, in the jaws of defeat Almost alive, where the flesh fails the weak And time, claims the spoils The mind, writhes and roils Then, a fresh drop fell Sense pulse, tidal swell, single drop, sound a knell of Rage! Shame! Everything tinted red, channeling, totemic Rage! Shame! All hold the line, no matter how many die All move forward; among us there are no cowards Kinship with, former self, ragged breath, slip into the Dream! Doom! Spilling blood, any source, bonded to, inertial Dream! Doom! Now all that is gone Of scars and stains Only shame remains Heed autumn's coloured warning And leave this field Covered in ice


released April 26, 2019

Xost: guitars on all tracks; vocals on 1-7; bass on 2-5, 7
Vitrid: drums on all tracks; vocals on 5, 8; bass on 1, 6, 8; piano

Produced by Xost and Vitrid
Recorded at THE BLOOD BATH, Montréal
Mixed by Vitrid at HVERGELMIR RECORDS, Montréal
Mastered by Colin Marston at MENEGROTH, THE THOUSAND CAVES, New York
Cover artwork and album design by Xost


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Issfenn is a two-piece black metal band from Montreal, driven by a principle of maximal output from minimal means.

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