When the four blood moons come into sight the last is the tetrad. The holy sacrifice. It is the beginning of initiation.
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Reconstitute me with this cleansing. The vast despair reveals it's wisdom. Now an ancient shamanic task has been given. The dark night of the soul is risen. Madness seems so decadent. Romanticized and later regretted. The hand of Ganesh illuminates my eye. Given the parchment of my own life. To be in the present tense while astrally projecting my design. The language I see is uncontrollable. It's reflected to me as the perfect mind. All gods. All lives. All will power must die. The arrow of Rama is swift to decide my correct path in absolute plait. Passing through me, my spirit is many forms. Outside of time I am finally born. As I wake up from my birth. I realize the words once said. Back in the younger world the non-initiated are the dead.
Utterly indescribable new record from Greek metal band Locust Leaves features corkscrewing tempos, manic vocal shifts & dense arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 6, 2017