Nomad Son: The Eternal Return

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Published on August 29, 2020 12:39:51 PM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJG9uYoJGmo

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The Eternal Return 2010 Metal On Metal Records
Doom Metal (Malta)
https://metalonmetalrecords.bandcamp.com/album/nomad-son-the-eternal-return

I. The Vigil 00:00
II. Sigma Draconis 04:34
III. Comatose Souls 11:32
IV. Can't Turn the Tide 18:18
V. Guilty as Sin 23:27
VI. Winds of Golgotha 28:46
VII. The Eternal Return 40:02
VIII. Throne of Judgement 46:15

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The Vigil

Blinded by the witching haze of a spectral light
I spiral deep into the shadowlands of the fearsome night
I have become my own prey...

Carving gravestone epitaphs on nameless tombs
I hold the widow maker's scythe, shearing dreams of gravid wombs
My cries, my prey, my absolution

I see the black wings of Hell rising
The mourners weep and the dead grieve for the dying
Raven claws tear at my eyes
The hangman hums my requiems reprise
I see the black wings of Hell...

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Sigma Draconis

We plunder the sea-star skies
Our masts blazing through the afterglow
Fulfilling our destiny
We are the ones, marauding the aeons
Regnant and proud
Hypnotized by prosperity
Doom!

Paragons of perdition; sovereigns of ruin
Fleeing from the diseased Earth

We journey through halls of death
Consumed by gluttony and greed
We ravage this callow world
We bring weapons of odium
The serpent seed

Masters of misconception; tyrants of deception
Can there be renewal and re-birth?

We sought the rainbow bridge to Asgard
Where even grave garlands of asphodel shine in the winter bane

We dreamt of sweet spring orchids over gentle meadows strewn
Only for our hopes to be crushed by the anvil of doom

Paragons of perdition; sovereigns of ruin
Fleeing from the diseased Earth
Masters of misconception; tyrants of deception
Lunar spell; radiation hell

Sigma draconis; nuclear fission
No mercy or contrition; terra nova infernalis

We sought the rainbow bridge to Asgard
Where even grave garlands of asphodel shine in the winter bane
We dreamt of sweet spring orchids over gentle meadows strewn
Only for our hopes to be crushed by the anvil of doom
Sigma draconis... The anvil of doom

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Winds of Golgotha

Burdened by betrayal and the tyranny of sin
Forever we beseech you, Lord - our Paraclete king
Breathing life to a covenant cast in stone
Crowning your reign through a martyrdom foreknown

As you emerged triumphant over the shadow of death
The demon apostate whimpered and cried
Your rebirth gave sight to the blind and life to the dead
The once mighty realm of the Earth cowered and died

Sentinel of truth; finality undone
Unchaining our shackles from the iniquitous one
Soul messiah; pillar of fire
Obscuring the darkness; purifying sanctifier

Shunned and mocked by a wreathe of thorns
You mounted your cross, assailed and forlorn
Those who cherished you rejected you in shame
As your blood cleansed the hills of Golgotha...
You called His name

You are the key to the scroll of the Seven Seals; the eye of eternity
Dwelling eternally within, son of the morning star
You light the path to our destiny

Burdened by betrayal and the tyranny of sin
Forever we beseech you, my Lord - our Paraclete king
Your rebirth gave sight to the blind and life to the dead
The once mighty realm of the Earth cowered and died

Sentinel of truth; finality undone
Unchaining our shackles from the iniquitous one
Soul messiah; pillar of fire
Obscuring the darkness; purifying sanctifier

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Throne of Judgement

"By the multitude of your iniquities, in the unrighteousness of
your trade, you profaned your sanctuaries; so I brought fire
out from your midst; it consumed you, and I turned you to ashes
on the earth in the sight of all who saw you." Ezekial 28 -18

Twisting into form; born from the black
Into the liar lair of the worm
Unknowable, unseen; unspeakable sins that glean

He shall cleanse the ages
From the evil that nurtures the sinews of our pain
The throne of judgement unveils our path
Unceasing like the ever falling rain

Holding the keys of Hades
Bereft from the shelter of the eternal keep
The sons of Cain who bow to you will wail and grieve

The throne of judgement
Fuga satanae

He shall cleanse the ages
From the evil that nurtures the sinews of our pain
The throne of judgement unveils our path
Unceasing like the ever falling rain

"Behold, I am against you, o Sidon, and I will manifest my glory
in your midst. And they shall know that I am the Lord when I
execute judgments in her, and manifest my holiness in her; for I
will send pestilence into her, and blood into her streets; and the
slain shall fall in her midst, by the sword that is against her on
every side. Then they will know that I am the Lord." Ezekial 28 - 22/23

I am the Lord
Fuga satanae

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**ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟꜱ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ**