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Brüderschaft I
06:44
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To arms! to arms! mount your steeds!
brothers, a long wait draws to and end
soon, the bell is struck and the horn is blown
and at midnight we ride
tonight, tonight we shall strike deep
at the heart of all subversion
and our ride shall stir up a whirlwind,
a god-wind to scatter this maddening miasma
and I promise, you shall breathe
like you have never breathed
tonight, tonight we shall descend
like a wild hunt under the starry firmament
and wreak havoc
upon their dens
of iniquity
soon, the die is cast and we may well face
utter exctinction
but do we give a damn? NO!
for with death all is purified
where they see demise, we see fulfillment
how beautiful, how pure...
brethren, this world has fallen ill
and we are the cure
you have all heard their
market square squabble
their abhorrent antics
their dismal drivel
to all this let it be said: ENOUGH
remember always that the blood of the heroes
is closer to heaven
than the ink of the scholar
trust these words as you have trusted your steel
that the night will draw to an end
and a sun of righteousness shall rise
and with it a center, a throne
and a return to what was
and ever should be
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Brüderschaft II
08:31
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Hark! the bark of a starved dog
come to unveil and overturn
a set of rotten pack dynamics
all agog to tear at the throat
of limp and vapid sentimentality
masquerading as fraternity…
ah, brotherhood!
oh for it to be stripped clean
of all the mucus of the ages
and revealed as the recognition
of things shared and not-shared
pure and simple
“you mangy mongrel you!”
I hear your tongues lash
but I assure you, old alpha-mutts,
I know the worth of cleanliness
as well as any proper midwife would!
for I am a hound of hell in labour
about to give birth to myself
let no shadow of doubt be cast
upon my virility on that account
since as all men know
war is the world’s only hygiene
and though far be it from me
that I should ever deny
how far we have traversed
on ancient shoulders,
to-day I have been called to come forth
as a killer of giants
wielding a great hammer of war
to smash feet of clay
and a dagger of vengeance
to pierce towering torsos bloated with bile
I can almost smell the stench of offal already
and hear the vibrant hum of a newborn star
such music… like nothing on this globe of dirt
listen, listen to it you ruin-dweller, you licker of dust
the sigil of your solar dynasty does not sing
it is a corpse-star, a bone-wheel encrusted within the earth
and you, creed-weaver and dogma-monger
the pallid drone from your lunar palace is perilous to hear
for yours is a sickly moon-vessel
only fit to withstand our sanguine radiance
– that one thing shared –
by means of its dilution
so may all seals burst and all knots open,
the world be awash with seas of blood
and the heavens stand witness
to whose royal fleet it is
that scuds forth on crimson waves
and whose is the fate of fearful coast-creepers
and accursed anchor-worshippers!
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Brüderschaft III
07:30
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a new world order
or at least the destruction of the old
all that fuss, mayhem and chaos
not entirely convinced
that 'tis not a mere tyger that speaks
and that if we truly needed
a new set of houserules
that we would find
a worthy composer
amongst you lot
true enough, the tradition is eternal
but it has hidden itself
from the lustful hands and gazes
of power-hungry warmongerers and urcheons
only over my dead body
true valour and regality
of the knowledge of spirit
is handed to mercenaries and beggars
keep on crusading sad sir knight
against light-houses
the war you already lost
and you so-called-king
like a poisonous mushroom
you have sprung out
from the shit you have willfully
let to surround and define you
I know your domain
by its lack of fruit
you king of nothing
reverence to our mother and her pitris
does not reflect impotence
but great strength in self-containment
at least I do not sow my seeds
into the cloacas of the world
and refuse to go on
raving about the divine
in the marketplaces like
a lunatic without reason
or a jester without pride
the beauty of the very last rays of a collapsing sun
and the utter nothingness that begot it
and you want to bicker about nonsense
drown the glorious dusk in your evil ways
this moment, this last chance of fullfillment
wasted with the antics of murderers and traitors
you have become unworthy shrines for your soul to dwell
I pity you heinously lost in misunderstanding
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Charnel Winds Jyväskylä, Finland
Black metal from Virrat/Jyväskylä since 2003
Stigma Prior Nefastvm (Demo
2004)
I.I.I. (Demo 2007)
Der Teufelsbund (Full-length 2011)
Two Serpents (Split 2012)
Sound of Satan's Voice (Demo 2013)
Verschränkung (Full-length 2017)
Bryderschaft (EP 2019)
Members:
Shoo - Vocals
Termuthis - Guitar
Sandh - Bass
Wyrmfang - Drums
... more
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