- album name
Old, Blackened Century
- band name
by Flaming Tusk
-
CD Digipak
Comes in a high-quality full-color digipak.
The use of physical totems or repositories of power has always been central to the ritual process; there is a two-way flow of potential between the actor and the object, whereby the object, which has a certain mystical, semantic, ritual, etc. significance, makes its inherent power available to the wielder (who is esoterically worthy of it, ie., has prepared his environment and himself through acts of purification, defilement, arrangement, etc., such that he is in a state of eligibility of the fetish object), and at the same time through incantation, gesture, and the performance of prescribed rites the actor imbues the object at the center of the rite _with_ significance and indeed legitimizes it as an element within the ontology of the belief system in question.Buy Now $9 USD
ships within 4 daysedition of 270Digital Album
You may download Flaming Tusk's full-length in many high-quality formats, and pay whatever you find meet. If you choose to pay nothing, Flaming Tusk will play a free show in your town, and then afterwards when you go up to tell them how great they were, they will fix you with the evil eye and your line will perish.Buy Now name your price
Share / Embed
1.Anathema 03:202.Cillaighfearn 05:523.No Smiles 08:464.I Nap In Blood 04:595.Ichor 03:296.Instability 07:497.My Red Sun 05:078.Icy River 09:34- credits
-
released 19 January 2010
Stolas Trephinator — Vocals
Don Blood — Lead Guitar
Zosimus — Guitar
Schneidaar — Bass Guitar
Dumnorix Xristophage — Drums
Song 1 by Zosimus & Flaming Tusk
Songs 2 & 4 by Don Blood & Flaming Tusk
Songs 3, 5, 6 & 8 by Don Blood
Song 7 by Dumnorix Xristophage
All lyrics by Stolas Trephinator
except
song 1: S. Trephinator / A.O. Spare
song 4: S. Trephinator / D. Blood
song 7: S. Trephinator / D. Xristophage
Recorded and mixed in September of 2009
by Tom Beaujour at Nuthouse Recording, Hoboken, NJ
Mastered in December of 2009
by Kim Rosen at Knack Mastering
Illustration by Val Munteanu
Logotype by Jordan Jelev
Scribal text and sigil by d. xristophage
Art by Zosimus
Produced by Flaming Tusk
All songs © 2010 Flaming Tusk
Administered by BMI - tags
- tags: new york black metal death metal doom metal sludge Astoria
- license
- All rights reserved
- feed
-
Feeds for this album, this artist
discography
-
Jan 2010 -
Oct 2008
contact / help
For help with downloads, click here.
For all other inquiries, including help with merch, click here.
- Track Name: Anathema
-
The sword-thrust, not the salve I bring!
Look not to me for healing tropes
You damn yourself
Your dogma spoils all you touch
Pulled down by the weight of a putrid God
Unnatural
Reviled, despised
Made sick with the pleasure of lie
The rapist’s life
Repulsive, diseased, faith between your knees
In vomit your wallow
Unsightly illustration of a vacuum deity
Is there but flesh and soul
Honest was Sodom!
And will you be there when your makers tells you to go
Man has willed man, and where will you stand when you go
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Tell your priests they rule nothingness
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Stampede down the temple walls
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Abandon the afterlife
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Speak the Anathema, strike down
Downward flows the collected shit of your false laws
Crest by crest
Can you see what your maker wills your to be
Bloody, honest, grotesque
Expectorant membrane spreads death to all thought as you--
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Tell your priests they rule nothingness
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Stampede down the temple walls
Go! Tell your God I approach!
Abandon the afterlife
Go! Tell your God I approach!
I am desire made whole
Rise up and strike down your soul
Speak the Anathema, and go!
I am the Anathema, strike down!
Speak the Anathema
Go! - Track Name: Cillaighfearn
-
When I close my eyes, I see a world destroyed
An epic abattoir, blood blown to air as ash
The screaming masses, their flesh explodes with gore
A world of agony, a universal gash
Bless humanity with fire, suck the seas and oceans dry
Strip the trees of giving light, douse the stars, and rape the sky
Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens
Give me darkness, give me hatred
Give me mankind blown to smithereens
Send a wave of carnage
Destroy all insolent life within its path
Pristine the violence
Your body torn into shreds by unseen claws
Release my loathing
Die screaming
Agony unholy awaits you all
First the child, crushed and gone
Then the bird, tossed from air
Then the fish, the mouse, the insect on the leaf
The gentle fern, withered black
The earth and waters poisoned
The sun blinks out beneath a blanket of my blackness bleak
Bless humanity with fire, suck the seas and oceans dry
Sap the trees of giving light, douse the stars, and rape the sky
Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens
Give me darkness, give me hatred
Give me mankind blown to smithereens
Their bovine faces will be replaced with shrieking pain
I judge you guilty of complacency profane
Bile coats the planet from my thousand spewing spleens
Give me hatred, give me mankind blown to smithereens
Give me love so I can hear it scream
Send a wave of carnage
Destroy all insolent life within its path
Pristine the violence
Your body torn into shreds by unseen claws
Send a wave of carnage
Destroy all insolent life within its path
Release my loathing
Die screaming
Agony unholy awaits you all - Track Name: No Smiles
-
The shame awaits you
Breeding humiliation
Rise and follow
Involuntary, abysmal
Admit your eventual downfall
Pale, soft, warm, your ball and chain
Feel it swell
A cluster of ruin
Sentenced to Hell
Your private undoing
Staking its claim
Bloated, persistent
Coated in sweat, twisting in fear
Twisting in fear
Witness the life that disappeared
Growing still
Tearing you to pieces
Corporeal override
Too weak to fight
Too beaten and tired
From digging your own grave
And with a blinding flash of light the doors of your mind are flung open to this place where the apathetic hands of savage morticians rake across your mangled body, a place where pain is God, torment is all, and there are NO SMILES.
The sick, the glisten
The bitter taste of bile
The soul dissected
The stench of pure denial
The mask, the needle
The light hits the knife
The surge exhuming
Festering back to life
Switches flicker, skewers jab
Hot the air and cold the slab
Scorch the flesh, abandon the mind
Strategies loathsome wear visages kind
Strategies loathsome wear visages kind
Witness the end that may be nigh - Track Name: I Nap In Blood
-
I nap in blood
Waiting for rain
I nap in blood
Fingernails through the soil
Through the bloody filth
Of mass grave
In the rain
On solstice, we stir
Lightning courses underground
The grass moves like waves
On this rotting mass grave
We have slept
Stacked by soldiers’ bayonets
Made to lie in sudden trench
Waiting, waiting for rain
On solstice, we stir
Climbing corpses underground
The grass moves like waves
Over this rotting mass grave
Rising putrid flesh
Restless pit of death
The corpses move like waves
I nap in blood
Waiting for rain
I nap in blood - Track Name: Ichor
-
HO CHI MINH KISSINGER
Damned! War is Hell
Trapped by inhuman enemy
Blood? I nap in blood!
No way out, as far as the eye can see
Retch at the stench
Jungle heat, pure misery
Screams lash the sky
Where was the victory sworn to me?
Life-blood
Brothers, taste my
Life-blood
Put to waste, my
Life-blood
Mother, drink my
Life-blood
HO CHI MINH KISSINGER
Burn! Rapid fire
Death comes ripping past my eyes
Gush—jungle rot
Warfare drowning out my cries
Crawl—vermin crawl
Waves of beetles, clouds of flies
Heat sweltering
One act in the play of our great demise!
Untold bloodlust
None would believe
Show your colors
Let your gun scream
Life-blood
Brothers, taste my
Life-blood
Put to waste, my
Life-blood
Mother, drink my
Life-blood
Life-blood
Brothers, taste my
Life-blood
Put to waste, my
Life-blood
Mother, drink my
Life-blood
HO CHI MINH KISSINGER!
Life-blood
Brothers, taste my
Life-blood
Put to waste, my
Life-blood
Mother, drink my
Life-blood - Track Name: Instability
-
Sent to death, torn to shreds by the tempest
In the dark, something lurks beyond comprehension
Cold is the sea—find a bearing
Waters quake with the shape of a godless monster
Climb up upon the raft
Pray for deliverance
But soon, the day arrives
And with it, heat
At day it sits, silhouette massive beyond belief
The rippling blue promising release from agony
No escape, always moving, always circling
No way out, floating board our grave upon the sea
Surrounded, defenseless
Abandoned, godless
In the light, like the field is the ocean
All around us, the surface is flecked with bodies
Gone are the screams or the rescue
No escape, no way out, with the thing beneath us
It drags the bodies down
The seas turn crimson
It is the devil’s spawn
The sea is Hell
No escape from the Devil as it watches me
The other four with their eyes paint a conspiracy
Always there, always watching us, both day and night
Whispers heard, fight the creature, give it a sacrifice
Tossed by waves—God, where are you?
Haunted by the predator
The abyss, always watching
Taunting us with instability
Stench of human filth
Sunlight’s glint rips through my tired eyes
Salt burns my skin
Shadow shape moves beneath us
Moving, circling, set to strike
Tempers wear thin
In the night, the bony moonlight
On its ever-swirling form
Calling me in
No way out
No escape from heat or death alike
Tempers wear thin
The ocean is Hell
God, no!
No, God
Let go - Track Name: My Red Sun
-
All in the grey time
Our waxen faces, our possessors
And we, the dispossessed
Torn to shreds by airy fingers
And so I rot
Ghosts walk slow, impel my death
I'm burnt to dust by your red run
Five leagues of blood churning
Walking through the desert
Don’t cry, don’t cry, child
Thorns in my skin burning
Hanging by skin barely
Death comes in winds blowing
Eaten by dying red times
Forsaken slowly
Rot
Twisting, I rot
Hanging, I rot
Rot
A plague of beetles
Burn me
All in the grey time
Our waxen faces, our possessors
And we, the dispossessed
Torn to shreds by bloody fingers
And so I rot
I never dreamed, I never wept
Burnt to dust by your red sun
Gathered, the great nations
Walking through the desert
I saw the face of God
Breathe in, the dust feeds me
Gathered, the great nations
Can’t undo what death has done
Masters, can you hear me
Burnt by your sun
Burn me
Rot - Track Name: Icy River
-
Souls of the vanquished
As mist fill the air
From the icy river
I raise my hands
The mountains cry to me
Great warrior, what have you done?
The river cleanses me
Unwoven, the blood gone
With each brittle, burning breath I take
My spirit shivers, dead
In the icy river
My life disappears
The blood washes away
The spirits come to claim their own
Great river, save me
Make me as cold and calm
As the snows, as the stars
Creeping icy fingers
Crawl hroughout my skin
One by one, taking the memories
Numb me, take me
Into your frigid heart
Surroundings melt away
The pupil dilates
No heat, no life
Naked soul, born of light
Lose yourself
In the cold
Swim through the river with me
My brother in night
Truest being
Naked soul
In the cold
Naked soul
And from the river, I rise
Heavy with flesh again
But light without that weight
Of the forbidden, of the blood
The mountains howl, but I do not hear
The spirits call, but I do not fear
I rise up from the icy river
And move back into the white
And move into the immaculate night
And move into the immaculate night