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Along Corpse Roads

by Faces of Cain

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1.
Tzaddi 03:25
The crowning seal upon the hierarchy the proud ram, sat on the seat of rule in arrogance Pillars of flame spring up from the corners of the world The manifestation of violent authority, destined to consume itself
2.
Spring forth from the swarm of dimensions past the grasp of the gold king’s seal and breech the aether’s grace the thorny vines that twine around the sacred shrine of the mind are set aflame by his gaze come with the teeth of the eastern wind the path is paved take your fill of the world’s prizes, offered as reward Deliver your gift to man to grace themselves with fur and claw and deliver them from ignorance and obedience The future calls for its many faults to hide, set in stone until the pool of the past’s rewards has dried up, set in stone Carried through the shrouded depths of lore and secrecy bathed in the wells of hidden truths Buried in a quick-lime grave at the hands of god-fearing men For the virtues of wisdom are met with contempt The future calls for its many faults to hide, set in stone until the pool of the past’s rewards has dried up, set in stone
3.
From the murky depths of a watery grave a covetous finger pries from the weed Adorned with the remnants of men a crown of bones set on her brow with siren’s allure awash with the grace of gods with bulbous eyes and jagged claws Old Jenny knows many forms and in our blindness plays us for fools This is the season wherein the horses come out at night to find travelers and lead them astray under the pale moon, grey foals flitting across the fields to take wanderers and carry them to the lake They are entwined in hair from the faerie’s scalp her numbing glare sends them adrift Adorned with the remnants of men a crown of bones set on her brow Lured in by kelpies’ sweet melodies chanting unscrutinized thoughts And in a flash of insight I saw the world beyond the mounds and there I danced for hours, while centuries passed Through the merits of spae-sight a glance at the world through her eyes Nails in the water, under Thunor’s enforcing hand robber of children, you are bound to the lake harlot’s daughter and offspring of the stable thief you will sink as I float I see why mankind would believe those lips so green for I’ve heard them utter forbidden dreams
4.
Fear not the strong winds of death you breathe Let them swell your sails to the ports of rebirth Cloaked in threadbare garments of silk To sow across the land The Jack in the green Immaculate Retrieve your crown from the maws of hades rise in spring with the wantonness of the sun Cloaked in threadbare garments of silk, rise Assume the idle throne The fabled Jack in the green fertility regained Great monarch, raise the yield your spirit will forever tend the fields an offer to invoke the grains to nourish us the body that’s been hewn asunder Ascend, patron of the crops, transcend the mortal coil where the blood of sacrifice shall cultivate the soil Tried to alleviate the fear of a million men he rests his head against the tree and breathes out life the portents echo the vox dei it calls auto da fe auto da fe auto da fe And the blight subsides the rains come in the sun will rise when the blood is shed and the God of the festival dies
5.
Behind the guise of reason the desert of the mind the barrenness to inspiration Now and again travellers do cross these lands bearing the dew of morn on their feet dampening the desert as they pass through it The cracked soil splits, gives rise to roots the flowering vines of illumination A pledge is made to a deity that has forsaken them accepting the drought as part of life rejecting the fruitfulness that water brings Progress is restrained by force by visionaries witnessing the planetary course With the tempest comes the fool wrinkling the surface of the waters of the world Razing foundations and raising them in their wake; unbeknownst to him are the effects of his arrival where now sprout vines in exuberance he planted seeds of innocence and madness alike Be silent, child, bred on barren soil, that you may grow to bear the cup of law-forsaking splendour and herald the fertile dream when the tempest has passed Peaceful is the cosmic soul adrift among the rubble of the arbitrary world mocked by reason, spurned by rule the trickling drops will settle in the footsteps of the fool
6.
Art 04:40
Visita Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem Solve, coagula! By vitriol shown, The Tincture, the Elixir, and the Stone. Trismegistus, lunar Thoth Advocate the merge In so splendourous motion trot And balance on the verge Bless with salt the wounds of strife Rub sulphur on our hearts Guide us to eternal life Teach us the lost arts! Mercury Soft voiced visions of misery Cloud my mind when I see seven shining seraphs Wailing the symphony of immortality Nigredo, into singular matter Choke out every life That Albedo purifies And Citrinas will revive Halted at the perimeter of the sensical life As far as the shackles of humanity reach a final intervention of the earthbound mind Across the mystic bar That is set for wrath and weeping Against the children of earth. But ye in singing and sleeping Shall pass in measure and mirth! Ouroboros behold; The withering of the flesh Pronounce the form of the soul That manifests itself as a God!
7.
Eased out of finite, of finite form denied the pantheon in the sky, haven of peace Bright and incandescent the unconquered soul Sent in with the spectral winds of time, bereft of grace Amidst the middens and the moors the dusty paths leading to the church yard by several aeons paved A hamlet gripped by crippling fear plagued by incessant howls carried on the winds along corpse roads Perched unwaveringly upon the lych gate the presence emitting a pale blue light from transparent eyes Shape of luminescence, harbinger of loss a solemn reminder of the transience of life The ghosts gather at the roads with arms outstretched craving company A hamlet gripped by crippling fear plagued by incessant howls carried on the winds along corpse roads Scouring the shores where I once walked where once I breathed the salt air where warcries were sung and the gallows once swung and the violence is said to remain Following the trail where floating candles drift on the breeze whispered voices soothe the weary soldiers’ minds; “go to sleep” A hamlet gripped by crippling fear plagued by incessant howls carried on the winds along corpse roads
8.
Decadent dreams of opulence mounts of treasure the stars to outshine encased within the earth’s walls A man has a claim to riches that fall within his grasp delve in the depths of the earth the veins of the planet Ignore the warnings of the crows across the gate the slow descent into the realm of treasures Drawn towards the knocking sounds the richest veins to find resounding through the corridors the timpani to your swansong Hear the shrill sound of the horn bouncing off the damp walls as menacing eyes alight in the shade the creaking sound of the ropes as the prizes come into sight the silver gleam on the scissors’ blade the lifeline is cut A man has a claim to riches that fall within his grasp delve in the depths of the earth the veins of the planet The sun illuminates a final tableau displayed at the gates on the surface destitute as any man leaves this earth

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"Along Corpse Roads" was recorded in the fall of 2015 at the Tom Meier Studios in Enschede, The Netherlands.

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released April 14, 2016

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Faces of Cain Enschede, The Netherlands

Faces of Cain draws from all the vileness and beauty metal has to offer; the music ranges from death and black to gothic and symphonic metal while the vocals vary between brutal and melancholic and make the music reach higher levels of energy and sound.

Arjen - guitar
Edward - guitar
Chris - drums
Harmen - keys
Michiel - vocals
Marieke - bass
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