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Earthling

by Arkhum

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piotr. There's nothing better than some well-done Blackened Death Metal. 'Earthling' sets a desolate backdrop of primal screams, atmospheric passages, and ungodly fast riffing. Though it leaks of despair, the music remains both melodic and memorable. The production is a bit lackluster, but adds to the gritty effect of being recorded in some abysmal tomb. "Winnower" is my stand out track, showcasing the more technical capabilities of the band. Favorite track: Winnower; or Console Autonomous.
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1.
As though it were breathing I tear the cloth of clouds I bring down the chemical veil Ruminating somewhere In the bowels of my furnace I endeavor to force The outgrowth and duplication of cells Upon the black sheet Of airless inner space Which resists as it always does On every sphere races thrive But confined Deadened Demoralized By superstition and dogma I tear fissures into each surface Torrents of accreted material Flung like ejecta from Stasis 'midst every star Cold and hating Every molecule Wipe the canvas clean of every cell Bewail not the dying things Hear them plead with the god Who has teased them From the bosom of the galaxy Wipe the canvas clean of every cell Avoid every dying thing Their energies taint In pairs, the orbits of gods Intersect like brightly ferrous Venn diagrams The frame of mine vessel Wracked with the despair Of distant dying biorhythms Sobbing sub-audibly, Wheezing in the void As though it were breathing I tear the cloth of clouds I bring down the chemical veil Ruminating somewhere In the bowels of Furnace Eight Sending them out Into the endless cold calm
2.
Glut, gloat Vermiculate lords cold and vicious Slither across a surface Pocked and undulating Lands blooming with dulse Off this the invertebrates of Luur subsist They who defecate riches They who know not the bounds Of their dominion but command and police it still With militant droves, pugnacious and weak-willed Tending those who have always impelled them Sentient lice lacking appellation Save for the singular honorific syllable Conferred upon them by their adipose masters Like we They know comfort nowhere They make their abode Nests of pallid skin And the matted hair of the black maggot The shed casings of those dreadful alien cestoda Cocooning them Lowering their body temperature nearly to nil Constricting with that promised light
3.
Somewhere in Coma Berenices Formulas append themselves To fractured theories Algid like intellect And persistently intractable Swirling in ancient silence, Resilient strands of sickness
4.
I empty myself Into cracks that thwart and corrupt I collect myself In the balm of egos evaporating I empty myself And subjugate the laws of the living I remand myself To a void of sickeningly unjust parameters With hand closed about binding Pages thick with elements unknown Patterned with glyphs engraved An oration of collapse and utter havoc Begging the rising of etheric loam I empty myself I collect myself I empty myself I remand myself And with an intellect Starved for nauseating eons I will cull this webwork of orbs These fucking microcosms They will burn as brightly As does my own fury The black sheets will crack And the worlds will be snuffed out My remorse exhausted Blown about by abhorrence
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6.
Beware geocentric thoughts Like pale incisors of light They leer hungrily from rifts Demanding your cogency A cheapening and perverse mirage That pricks us like photonic needles And cleaves from the mind its clarity Like the quiet experiences that shorten The distances between man and man Utter not that which separates But speak words that congeal And only in tongues that unite cells An ambrosial stellar dialect With cold gasps unending And bickering of the minutest sort The chorus of exomitochondria Scream on and on and on In black vacuums run through With the planes of unspoiled realities Synapses stall Neurons misfire Body affronted Mind becoming more Suns in submissive droves Whining silently in the void As matter spills out in all directions Invading/stabbing/upsetting the pupils With unwavering brilliance Re Vera The gulf is most voiceless Re Vera
7.
Slumber, watcher, till the spheres Six and twenty thousand years Have revolv'd, and I return To the spot where now I burn Other stars anon shall rise To the axis of the skies. Stars that soothe and stars that bless With a sweet forgetfulness Only when my round is o'er Shall the past disturb thy door
8.
If molecular links transcribed Future histories in every niche Of the sentient vehicle Then, locked passionately in time, Our cenancestor might deign to move In one direction, And one direction thus To inflict upon us the fervency With which he would rebuke Our powerless descent to perfection Perhaps this foresight would manifest As innumerable paces upon a road Called betterment. In one direction, And one direction thus Wisdom. We termed our children The benefactors Even as their gnarled digits Reached for us From the beds of the infirm And the gluttonous alike Godless, one and all In one direction, And one direction thus Cenancestor Viscera sloughing off Against the ebb of spacetime The cenancestor moves And those pale, verdant orbs Shatter like desires unmet
9.
The code, the blessed algorithm A single strand to characterize the thing The thing without context The thing that is nothing The surrogate man The surrogate god The god Like all others, synthetic Ductile and inefficient Were the proteins That incubated the ape Under the suffocating shawl of leapless ages Deluded them Crippled them Deluded them Crippled them And I have come to know That to give voice to destruction In lustrous, miserable discourse I must gesture wide and with hate, The cipher at my ear Soulless, victorious I, the Winnower
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credits

released January 18, 2013

Lineup:
Stephen Parker - Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals
Kyle Jendrisak - Guitars
Nathanael Kelley - Bass
Armen Koroghlian - Drums
Kenneth Parker - Vocals

Guests:
Christopher Horst - Additional Samples
Chrysalis Parker - Soprano Vocals
Sky Studach - Vocals
Jordan King - Vocals

Staff:
Stephen Parker - Engineering, Mixing
Jamie King - Mastering
Alex Hofmann - Artwork, Layout
D. Remington III - Earthling insignia

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Arkhum Eugene, Oregon

Brutal blackened death metal with a science fictional imperative. Releases on Vendlus and Glossolalia.
2006-2016

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