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Tel Anorath

by Tel Anorath

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At the center of our world A pillar of fire Of spiritual tribulation Sacred passage to your own Personal hell, for the wellness of the soul, age old trial reserved for the elite, To commune with elder gods The elders Prepare my spirit form My journey [1000 days] inside the flame Inside the soul Of a god [1000 days] inside the flame Of gods long absent from us Our shadowed memories Of our body's separation Our spirits caught away Sacred passage To your own personal hell For the wellness of the soul Age old trial reserved for the elite To commune with elder gods [White], flashes of light abound Sun, moon, and stars fall away [Time], disappears slowly Past and present become one [Fate], in all of its folly Laughing in my face The elders Prepare my spirit form My journey [1000 days] inside the flame Inside the soul Of a god [1000 days] inside the Flame! Of the gods! Of the cruelest of the brothers Of the mighty Norath My secret darkness Now my present prison, I face the glaring truth. I'm standing in the fire! I'm still within the flame. This trial is not over. Stepping forward, I set my spirit on the stone.
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Snakes in the congress Oppose the views of progress. I spit upon the fate of the weak. I trample the victims of sin. The ways of sacred Lorath I seek. My soul is bound to the Tear. Witness our testament Grand Tel Alorath City of utmost Distinction Gem of the modern world Blessed are the children of Lorath. One's merit is tied to their worth. Poverty exists in the hearts of men And not the shining sword. Witness our testament Grand Tel Alorath City of utmost Distinction Gem of the modern world The tenets of Lorath Are a guard against sin, A focusing guiding light To find yourself within. [ORDER] [FAIR DEEDS] [PROSPERITY] [PRIDE] [Disease]! The Lorathian nightmare. [Release]! Absolve yourself of the care. [Only]! The weak ones resist. [Fear me]! My soul is bound to the Tear. Abide the tenets of Lorath. His will is the stone of the blessed land. [Believe]! In His hand he holds the balance. [We live]! By the grace of his whim. By the tenets of Lorath. We live as the stone Of this blessed land. Snakes in the congress Oppose the views of progress. Witness our testament Grand Tel Alorath City of utmost Distinction Gem of the modern world Suppress the desire to be equal Divisions define our world! Poverty exists in the hearts of men And not the shining sword. [Disease]!
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Walls of white shining stone Thrice enclose a broken throne Subterranean Sub-humanity Thrives beneath the seat of our majestic royalty Worse than all the torments Abound in this existence, All fear imprisonment Beneath Fel Zurhn. A dungeon to end all dungeons An endless cavern A hopelessly daunting Labyrinth of death An end to voices heard Endless depths of hell Surround a bottomless well Demonic slaves guard The halls and the passageways. Twisted tortured souls Wander, squandered there Seeking momentary leave From the pain Subterranean Sub-humanity Thrives beneath the seat of our majestic royalty Worse than all the torments Abound in this existence, All fear imprisonment Beneath Fel Zurhn. A dungeon to end all dungeons An endless cavern A hopelessly daunting Labyrinth of death An end to voices heard Each level of offense Lands you deeper in the pit Fathomless depths of which No mortal knows Escape may be attained At the cost of so much pain Gripping the strings that Tie your mind to your soul. [Guardians], Control admission to lesser depths. [Specialized], Masters of psychotic torture! Defeat them one by one Unholy progression Towards the hellish maw Into the void you fall The only way out is through!!!! Can you endure the twisted depths? A never ending hell Leaves only an empty shell Unfolding to reveal The inherent purity Stifling your redress, Polluting all success, Giving rise to a weakened mentality Your mind is a prison cell. Your body is not well. The soul pays the Price of your past conquest. How many men have died For your unjust reprise? Killing is becoming your freedom. A dungeon to end all dungeons An endless cavern A hopelessly daunting Labyrinth of death An end to voices heard Each level of offense Lands you deeper in the pit Fathomless depths of which No mortal knows Escape may be attained At the cost of so much pain Gripping the strings that Tie your mind to your soul.
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We go forth into nightfall Thieving the daughters of disdain Ransom territory Leverage the hand of the king Swampland Raiders Under cover of night Darkened armor Hidden from the tower's [Sight!] Surprise! We slay the [Blind] Soldiers Of the king of [Serfs], Servants, Martyrs, and Slaves Encampment slaughtered The guards put down Kidnap the daughters Of the master of hell Swampland raiders Under cover of night Darkened armor Hidden from the tower's Sight! We victorious, Return to our tribal homeland Royal blood in hand, Southward we take flight! ____________ ____________ Fel Zurhn! Feel the pain! Of our wrath! Retribution! Soon we come To you! The reply, of a morning, By way of slave messengers, "Those aren't my daughters. Kill them if you can." [Hark]! Outside, A nightmare. [Blood], Battle, The sounds of [Pain], Futile Resistance, [Fear], Dismay, Pure Confusion. [Hark]! Outside, A nightmare. [Blood], Battle, The sounds of [Pain], Futile Resistance, [Fear], Dismay, Pure Confusion. Swampland Raiders Had been deceived By decoy daughters That they had thieved. Lifelong assasins, Manipulate the word. Murdered elders and children, Our self inflicted wounds. Fel Zurhn! ____________ Feel the pain! ____________ Of our wrath! Retribution! Soon we come To you!

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released March 2, 2018

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Tel Anorath Fayetteville, Arkansas

From the wilderness in Northwestern Arkansas, Tel Anorath brings you Fantasy Black Metal with a touch of Melodic Death Metal

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