Mark of the Beast: Eradication

When the sky opens
We praise and worship

I wear the mark of the ancients
surrounded by those who share my plight
there is no equal for the vengeance we seek
now call upon the creatures of the dead night

the smell of decay spreads
as the blood moon begins to rise
we hang the guilty as an offering
cleanse the soil of those who defy

be reborn through the flames of the ancients
the souls that lived before your gods and demons

screams lure the innocent,
and those unluckly enough to hear the call
life clings in the mouth of the forest
where all life that enters, will soon bow and fall

the centuries before man,
soaked this dirt with bloodshed
now that the tides of torment rises again
we become one with them

be reborn through the flames of the ancients, (we become one with them)
the souls that lived before your gods and demons (we become one with them)

their hollowed faces line these trees
the sky opens, to exact revenge upon the weak

the wind cuts like glass,
against the skin, into the skin
step ever so lightly,
or succumb to the evil within
defiling the corpses, of innocent children
this is what we were
driven to, a pitiful game
after raping our minds, your time will come
soon

come forth and claim the offering
your kind is not wanted here

the screams are deafening, I knew they would follow
the bodies lie hollow, no shame for the born slaves

I hear someone walking in my woods
Call of the siren, listen to her voice, listen to her voice

Hunters

now, cleanse your mind
enter the womb of chaos
distorted by design
numbers begin to speak
as the branded fall in line
"commence the sequence",

prisoner of madness
dreamer of liberation
tuning the instrument of death
notes sing through their bodies
a blank stare, in her eyes
"I will not become...

their faceless expression, while bound to this sentence.
a permanent veil, this shell of a man

inject and replace
those afraid to search for the unknown
yet we welcomed this new world with open arms

praise him, kneel to us
makeshift woven god

when the planet speaks,
delusions of hope
entice us with immortality
only to, leave us wandering
through the ocean of sand
never finding our way,
delirium

the power hungry
feast upon the flesh
I will not stay in this
world of death, rot, and regret
failure to connect,
the signs shown to us
and what we choose to forget
this world of death, rot, and regret

praise him, kneel to us
makeshift woven god

when the masked one speaks,
prayers of fear
show us our own mortality
only to, keep us where we stand
with open lifeless eyes
encoded with the brand
never to be free

one step, out of mind
an error within the system
constructing a new timeline
broken reality, I've shut my eyes
and learned to die

dreamer of madness
prisoner of liberation
tuning the instrument of death
notes sing throughout the hillside
that blank stare, in her eyes
"I will not become...


Binary Catalyst

Rid this world of existence
remold our promise land
through his eyes

cleanse, through our own devices
kill, young bodies lie lifeless
the serpent slithers through the cracks of fate
mindless sedation,
the chaos ensues

lust stained lips of harlots,
the bloodshot stare of junkies
a life with no purpose, the parallels are endless

destroying not creating, they chose death instead of life
the cries out, to save us, are hopeless, contagious
we shall all, share in the same fate
this endless curse, has enslaved us all

our newborn have fallen,
into a state of unconsciousness
that's unfamiliar, even to us
every precaution was taken,
except by ridding our land of the filth,
the false prophets, and the non-believers

what must be done is as clear as this day
indoctrinate then eradicate
those crawling along and easily lead astray
enter the light or be shown to your cosmic grave

Rid this world of existence
remold their promise land
its all lies

without us and our guidance, humanity has no hope
be brave, when letting the voices in
for your own will be forever lost

they say, the brand will save your mind
but who will save them, when we lose control, when they lose control of us

I'll disconnect from what keeps my head here
unplug from their god and spit out their fear

Razing Eden

crawl towards the light
slowly, the touch of possession
shortness of breath
the brittle air numbs the senses, still broken
appearing in multiples of 3,
the removal, exhale and fall into the sea

the skulls of proto humans,
litter the sand
sheltered eyes,
still unprotected
face to face, with a lifetime of fables
caught between,
remembering and reality

cognitive dissonance, broken yet maintaining pulses
flashes of the future, race throughout the black sky

armed with nothing but the memories, of yesterday
"tomorrow you're just a slave,
today you must be brave"
hold close, this sustained peice of you
born from this jar,
sheltered from the destruction
now bow to the favors
of destiny

time shifts, fading in and out of reality
the key to survival, within the death of our people

cognitive dissonance, crippled yet maintaining life
flashes of the future, race throughout the black sky

armed with nothing but the memories, of yesterday
"tomorrow you're just a slave,
today you must be brave"
hold close, this sustained peice of you
born from this jar,
sheltered from the destruction
now bow to the favors of

staring into the mouth
of the ever approaching storm
writing the history
manufactured clone

enter the skin,
drink the preacher's blood
overload, disconnect
humanity is lost
we share this fate, the strain, this blood
mutated shadows, we've become
a defect in the system, contaminated
I fell apart and they made me again
impure, the sickness of the brand
a defect in the system, contaminated

Lightbearer

casting shadows of mountains
with wings spread out like angels, they take to the sky
enticing the fragile bones of bodies lying near
sharp talons carry our weak to their death, this state of fear

consume this drug, now disappear
fade into the planet's life stream
delivering the plague,
the planet's one last gift
blood is spilled for the ancients
the ultimate sacrifice

my limbs have morphed slowly
this is not flesh that I shed
becoming something unholy
time will expand

help me!

My bones begin to crack,
as my body begins to change
twitches of the possessed, faces of the deranged

I've turned into,
one of the towering
abominations, delivering the plague

What the hell have I become?
Ashamed of it all, as my body is gone

I feast upon the flesh, I once called my own
Its taking over, the beautiful hunger
to the rotting hills, where we were left to die
the longest journey, a decomposing mind
darkness consumes the soul, there's no torch lit
never to find our, way through the trail of bones,
lost with no thought, forever I shed
the skin of man and the feathers of

the plague doctor

consume this drug, now dissappear
fade into the planet's life stream
the ultimate sacrifice

Eradication

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Fearless Reason (Demo version)

Song from the upcoming full length album "An Empty Frame", out on 21 October 2016 on Transcending Records.

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The radiance of a sleeping city
Rid of the burdens of day

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Entangled in chains of the past

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What is and what could have been, as day and night cycles again
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I remain the wayward seed

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Stones left unturned, memories lurk in every corner
Echoes with unfettered power
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Jonas Bergkvist - Bass (Desolator, Ending Quest, Wolfcross)
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Album art by Ollie Assault.

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Alas, PARIA have returned to build further on that monument - or bury it under garbage and gangrene - with Knochenkamp. A fountain of filth and fury, cutting and concise whilst exuding a substantial totality at 28 minutes, Knochenkamp is PARIA at their most untamed and unbound: untamed in how bloody spiraling and dangerously caustic their attack has become, and unbound in that they pay little to no mind what's been committed to tradition under the banner of "black metal." Over the course of four songs and intro, the quartet weave bewitching spells of black metal classicism that soon split apart at the seams and become consumed by a ravenous insanity that literally feels dangerous - there's no faking this sort of instability. And yet, their songwriting acumen is at peak performance, as Knochenkamp's component parts are ones that go places, beckoning the listener ever onward, teasing with morbid repose before whipping forth into a abyss-ward tornado of utter disgust and bitter, black hatred. Through it all, PARIA remain gleefully possessed, almost taunting that listener with demonic delight. Will you have the spiritual/physical fortitude for Knochenkamp?

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