"The cosmos is a mindless vortex; 
A seething ocean of bind forces 
In which the greatest joy 
Is unconsciousness 
And the greatest pain 
Realization" 

Still, darkness torments me 
As I'm engulfed by light, 
No thing beneath me 
But the all-consuming sea 

Death smells familiar 
And its fumes ignite my eyes 
Still, I see nothing 
As I fall to my demise 

"For what does it matter 
Whether we suffer or not? 
Our feelings are 
The most trivial of incidents 
In the unending cycle 
Of existence"

The Last Relic of Axen

All the trivial pleasures of Erthe 
Are but bile and bitter venom. 
When all has darkened, 
Hatred's light shall guide me 

The torrid winds of my home 
No longer warm my flesh 
I turn my gaze to the sea, 
To my forgotten enemy 

The weight of prophecy 
No longer burdens me 
I save my strength 
To be reborn 

Behind me is that world of ash 
The cold air shortens my breath 
Winter's Spirits grow stronger 
As I draw near 

I hope my death 
Absolves me 
Of my wrongs 
I hope it's cold 
I hope it hurts 

And as my life is ripped away 
I hope I try 
To hold on 

I go alone 
Into Erthe's frozen womb 
The weight, 
The weight of the cold 
Is too much to bear 

I hope it's cold 
I hope it hurts 

As Wormwood fell 
Into the sea 
I became 
Nobody 

Though tales are told 
Of the cold 
No one knows 
How it feels

Wormwood

Cursed be thy name 
The outcast one, 
Companionless. 
Who by his will betrayed 
His beautiful creation 

It is unspoken 
And he is resolute 
He is broken 
He will not say 
If he's the enemy 
He is no one 

His mind will rot 
And crows will tear his flesh 
Live long, feel naught 
When given life 
He found a way to die 
He is no one 
Nothing will ever assuage 

So here's your land 
This barren Erthe 
Both thorn and thistle 
Shall it grow for you 

And though you'll eat of it 
It never satisfies 
And you shall curse its name: 
INCULTUS!

Incultus

In this tomb 
Wrought by 
Ice, solidified my eyes 
Stare blankly at night sky 
Cold, and soulless 
As I die 

Helpless, 
Unable to look away 

Iced, in extremis 
A frozen god, 
Damned, alone 
'Til time is gone 

Time will end 

In this tomb 
WROUGHT BY 
Ice, solidified 
MY EYES 
Stare blankly at night sky 
Cold, and soulless 
As I die 

Watching, waiting slowly dying 
Never to decay 
A shell preserved soulless 
For all time 
Iced , In Extremis 
A frozen god, 
Herald of death lives on.

Iced, In Extremis

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Xanthochroid is an Epic Black Metal band that strives to produce the most sophisticated and enthralling compositions in the metal scene today. Taking influence from bands like Emperor, Opeth, Moonsorrow, Wintersun, and many others; Xanthochroid combines many styles into a blackened cloud of legendary metal might. Not for the casual listener, but for the true metal connoisseur who demands more depth, more detail, and more musicality than what is out there today. Xanthochroid's music demands repeat listening and a discerning ear.
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