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Lasciate Ogne Speranza

by With Horns

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Light has gone dry Torn hands reach for charading sun Illusions in my eyes like broken glass In the shade of obsidian monolith The crashing of mute waves A heart of flowing ether Mourning of a cold earth Cracked pillars of our cathedral Arms of our father disjointed Our anatomy collapses into sternum's gravity To erupt of resin We are the haunted Wandering into deafened depths Crestfallen drones guided by the glow of a gray star Oblivion's chasm lead by static susurration A silent plane A bleeding will to innervate Bleed forth, ancient ascetic priestess Raise your head and imbibe clouds of plague Crown of teeth Shrine of ash Visions in pools of mercury Before the iron ocean Bleed forth, ancient ascetic priestess Raise your head From stygian atrium Into a moldered world Crown of teeth A shrine of ash A vision in a handful of mercury Before the iron ocean
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Cast to the lowest darkness он нас дыес аставил Strewn into a sea of gales Nine times the span of heaven to earth At void's end he stands Тоах што кагдата двала свет Ные суши ствуыет болшые Lasciate ogne speranza Voi ch'intrate In fowl empire They sift bereft of grace Ill fated angel In eternal ruin To swallow the earth To dethrone the creator Oh Lord, doth thou dare to look upon thee? This throne of desolation? Castigation devine to a realm cloaked in perdition Empyrean fetters, bind his council of the damned His assembly toils amidst the throes To cleanse all that is heaven-wrought Calloused throat of our kingdom Seething sea of fire And his blasphemous assembly Perditor Heaven now knows his name
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Dragged through a sea of glass The sardonic sun bore through the wounds Contrition in red Chiseled across the face of the earth Stones shatter hands and feet Bones become splintered A forgotten tract of land... That God left to rot Nothing bleeds but the repulsive stench of failure A forgotten tract of land that God left to rot A blight on the face of mother earth Body hoisted above the barren land Four limbs bound to titan stone At mercy to rusted stars
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Give the body back to dust Purging thyself back into ether Acrid loss, ardent enmity, innocuous warmth Demurging in a bottomless well An urn purged of its soul Essence beaten against fetid walls Forever falling Declension in a tunnel of stone Dry wind sighs through miles of dead grass Cold wind echoes in a crimson well Nothing below but yawning jaws of empty Nothing above but a waning circle of light Я увидел его Я взглянул в его глаза Ледяной воздух перехватил его дыхание и украл все ощущения. Я рухнул под бременем времени Мы слились в общем неизвестном Я обречён на бесконечность Vacant mind guides wearied vestiges Where burden envelops anatomy Pressing numbness into flesh, rendering inanimate Black moon eclipsed periphery

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With Horn's debut EP.

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released October 14, 2017

Vox; Louis Velazquez
Bass / Backup Vox: Austin Douglas

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Tanner Waddle

Artwork by Aaron Rios "Pale Blue Slumber Logos"

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With Horns West Palm Beach, Florida

Currently a two piece studio project delivering harsh, foul, and crushing noises.

Louis Velazquez : Vocals
Austin Douglas : Bass / Backup Vocals

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