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lyrics
Lyrics
The Disappearing Door To Dignity.
This was always our curse alone
To crave dignity and comfort.
Our frigid hands forever tearing at the seams
Tongues shall pierce through callous doubt
Until our wordless madness unfolds
Trust shaken down effortless to the core
Every existing thing will turn the stone forever in lonesome to die alone.
Why did we ever open the heart to loathsome ache?
It’s just another weather-beaten landmark
On our road to nowhere.
Let the lie reach further so it nurtures the worm in the wound.
This was always our pointless attempt
To reconsiliate poisonous rage
The peakless sensation of unpeeling your shame
How foolish of us to envy the fate of Sisyphus.
In a waning world like ours
the most fortunate outcome
Is not to covet boredom
Consolation only to decimate
Existential dread and eternal mistakes
A terrible deceit to delude ourselves
A desperate desire to decorate the decay
And with a whisper we lie with the snakes
And open our eyes to greet the next depressing day
I am your sorrow
The disappearing door.
A failure so pure it distills
The brilliance of sadness
I am the bitter gift
The old denial of reason
We left soul and spirit splintered
For it is the brilliance of sadness
We may try to pick up fragments and pretend to begin anew
But in the end we are just trading a miserable end for another pitiful end.
supported by 57 fans who also own “The Disappearing Door To Dignity”
One of the best black metal bands of the last 8 years, which means they're beyond the boring tropes of the label. Intelligent and innovative with music geared towards the emotive ends of the work, not an adornment of scene badges or theatrical misanthropy. stevstemac
supported by 41 fans who also own “The Disappearing Door To Dignity”
The atmosphere of this album is fantastic. Makes you feel like you're knee-deep in the trenches drenched in mud, filth, sweat, and blood. Truly encapsulates the horrors of World War I, and the fact that the lyrics of some of the songs are taken from old war letters really adds to the authenticity.
Favorite Track(s): Die Feuertaufe, Grabenlieder edoerfler
supported by 39 fans who also own “The Disappearing Door To Dignity”
While Ofte jeg drømmer mig død will most likely always be my favourite Afsky album (being one ov my favourite albums in general), Om hundrede år ticks all the boxes I hoped it would: the calm and simultaneously depressing folk elements are there; the wailing screams of a forlorn spirit, forced to eternally wander the woods (apt comparison, deadpunk!); the harsh, bitterly cold guitar riffs and the ultimate realisation of life, death and our inevitable undoing. Exactly what I want. Recommended! David Fischer
supported by 36 fans who also own “The Disappearing Door To Dignity”
The atmosphere on this record is amazing dark and beautiful almost spiritual at some points and crushing at others every song gave me goosebumps at some point vaguy22