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Solace in Solitude

by Morost

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1.
Introversion 02:01
2.
Human Debris 06:43
Fountains of mead we've built upon Plazas of marble and colorful stone Set just so - as the architects Draw and foremen command, thus labor will Follow and pillars would rise in their Wake, inscribed with words of duty and Honour to those that have fallen No mention of those still alive and enslaved Mindless drones obeying to keep The maddened hounds at bay, protecting The architects devising their schemes of Wealth for the commons observed from their clouds of Horrors as seen from below Inducing unknowns and thus they are feared As gods or lords or mythical beasts Their hungers in contest - prevalence demeans Successfully harvesting demons from Minds, conjured by traumatized psyches Prescribing an alien will to a Slate now wiped clean, the former evicted Imagine those pills are the weapon of Choice, the means to eliminate diversiful Thought, the matter that sent us ahead from our Caves to forward our cause Human debris Come down here, you'll see Human debris Human debris Confined, collared in self-induced Stasis, living in houses of straw Raised with faith in dogmatic beliefs Of order and hierarchy and of propriety To question those ways is deemed heresy The intellect suffers, one can believe An illness is plaguing - victims abound The cure is perpetual doubt
3.
Receive through nerves impulse An error, unease, a wound Distress is voiced, I yell I spasm, I scream perturbed No sound is heard All limbs compete to transmit Flavors of pain, diverse Contrasts exist, understand, Leave wounds untended and bad The brain goes mad And though I am in pain and though I am dying I am! ...thus I persist And so I continue what I can do best - I keep marking time In dying I explore potentials Reaching the limits of self Is who I got to realize Is most I'll ever achieve Discard all dreams Awake till death do us part Me with my excuse of existence I'd drown in knee deep irony Alive on time's own decree The sands in sea... And though I am in pain and though I am dying I am! ...though I persist And so I continue what I can do best - I keep marking time And though I am in pain and though I am dying I am! ...so I resist And so I continue what I can do best - I keep marking time
4.
Thorp Afield 06:55
Yonder thorp afield, bastion of life Despite oppressive, massive threat it's way comes No people nowhere in sight as close as I stand Yet close enough to sense them defending their way Their weakness observed and fathomed, beheld Succumb and desist or grow with futility Remain the husk, ordeal will take the rest This thorp afield now bathes in fear As it ever was and naught has changed, oh no The loathsome lot of them, plainly mad, how else Would you explain them gripping hope that way I am not as they, I do not hope, I do not Feel the need to procreate, sustain Remain... Remain... Remain the husk, ordeal will take the rest You lose to celebrate survival at it's best You lose to celebrate survival at it's best This thorp afield, now ruined and dead Half buried in snow, those cold hardened people Winter came hard Winter came raw Winter came hard
5.
Mitos 09:01
Unwanted men live in pits dug with hands uncaring Uncaring for nothing but myself Unwanted are the many distracting us tending Horrendous, grievous, differentiate Please... Cease - so common the obtuse, beguiled with our needs Cease - so common the mistreated, forgotten - forlorn Differ between one or the other Displace yourself and feel the hollow left behind Horrendous, grievous, differentiate Please... Cease! Fuck you cruel world and your machinations Casualty ignored, meaning and reason are trampled Fuck you society and your dissolution Dispensary of guilt and hypocrism Your members are starving Starving! Cease - so common the obtuse, beguiled with our needs Cease - so common the mistreated, forgotten - forlorn
6.
Regrets 06:11
Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidied Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy And I would comply with every request doing less than I should I regret my hurt inflicting words Wounds, now scars, of ill intent could speak though Mine was ever one of insight pure Wisdom went unheard, unwitnessed by I regret all warnings spoken, loud All precaution gone replaced with dumb resolve Unitarily proceeding, erring So one's left to watch it all unfurl I regret the times I stayed behind When all things of worth deemed worthy and true By that heightened, sharpened state of mind Thus I sat and thought and missed my cue I regret my dreams of flying low Staying 'neath too much and still content Well despised by peers though not of mind To stay free of lies, of life made mockery I regret, I regret everything I regret, I regret it all I regret my visions coming true World of wrongness, one of people wronged Fear of losing what can not be owned Owing what was never borrowed I regret the future things I'll do Being only human, sack of flesh Seems remembrance is only apt All that ever was will be again Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidy Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy And I would comply to every request to do less than one should, than I should
7.
Degression 03:03

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released July 15, 2014

All music written by Peter Frol and Tomaž Kogovšek
All lyrics written by Tomaž Kogovšek

Produced by Jan Švigelj, Žiga Zmazek and Morost
Recorded and mixed at Negligence Studio
Mixed and mastered by Žiga Zmazek

Artwork and layout design by Robert Zupančič
Photography by Luka Prijatelj

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Peter Frol - guitars
Ažbe Planinc - guitars
Jonas Savšek - vocals
Blaž Maligoj - bass
Jan 'Volkun' Dobre - drums

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