Metanoia

by Grob

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N. this entire album is greatly executed by these Slovenian geniuses. from the harsh and obscure vocals to the pacing to the guitar melodies played within gallows, it is absolutely perfectly crafted - and I'm excited to see where this band goes. Favorite track: Silence.
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    Recorded and mixed at Gumakura Studio/Slovenia by Janez Zega.
    Mastered at Sonic Train Studios/Sweden by Andy LaRocque.
    Grob - Metanoia released in six panel matt digipack including booklet.
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Every Serpent has its Eden and every Eden has its Serpent. Saints and sinners, dance! Crown the damned. Nerves are twitching, for a glimpse of paradise, euphoria of lightness, eat the fruits of sacrifice. Reality twisted in favor of salvation, addicted to the shimmering desperation, angels and demons are from the same womb, tribulation of your weakening effigy, sharp are the nails that bind thee! Lifeless statues guard silently. A mundane inherited legacy. Every Serpent has its Eden and every Eden has its Serpent. Saints and sinners, dance! Enthroned are the damned. Smell the flowers from the graveyard of Eden!
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...Till Grob 04:28
Shadows are calling me, step by step on the edge, flames of the blackest light, I will endure, I won't be tamed. Withdraw and depart from all, I am the opponent, flames of of the blackest light, the everlasting fire will set me free. Dissecting the Godhead mind, if eyes are windows of the soul, is hell what you see? Or is it me? Fond of thy teachings? Prone to thy lies? Promising is thy sanctity, splendour is thy crown. For Fire, with Fire, by Fire! Indulge in hellfire, crave for chaos, feed the flames, under devil wings, ...till the end of days!
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Silence 08:33
Agony is like a razor, cutting into the heart. Claws are stretching, reaching for the sky. As if sacrifice was nothing but mockery... Be my victim, an essence that was meant to die. Doubt is like a seed, poisoning the mind, weeds are stretching, eclipsing the sun. As if salvation was nothing but a lie... I am life, I was meant to die. Underneath constellations, I lay in the dirt, one hand gives another takes, shadows are floating around. Burying myself, among the decaying roots. I'll choke in silence, while the dead fill my lungs with blood. I'll suffer in silence, while her scythe penetrates my soul. No new dawn, shall wake me up. Bloodstained soil, as I fall. Breathless gaze, forsaken horizons. Blooddrenched soil, where I am reborn. Underneath constellations, I lay in the dirt, one hand gives another takes, shadows are calling... my name. They are screaming... my name...
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Razkol 06:28
When my sight will grow dim, I will know I am almost through. And to think I never knew, the secret of eternal passion. Sew my vessel with the skin of gods, for a voyage to a neverending journey, from a backstabbing fate. For every king and every slave, martyrs will never know victory. What is suffering if not sharing, what is morality if nothing at all. Hatred as a coat of arms! Carry me home or let me die... "Dare I to sail this treacherous sea. Pale, celestial hanging from a tree. In consolation, forbidden dream I dream and now I soar on these glorious wings". What is suffering if not sharing, what is morality if nothing at all. Misery of the flesh, their eyes will pierce the armor, my wings covered with sulphur. Misery of the flesh, their eyes will pierce the armor, shallow bones, to the hollow grave!
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Welcome to a place where they slit your throat! Children of indifference, orphans of peace. Humanity and integrity, revelation of shit. Delete the elite - equally worthless insignificant Erase the elite - swansong for an existence of nothingness Cleansing of the elite - unfathomable obsession with real darkness Children of indifference, orphans of peace. Humanity and dignity, revelation of shit. Welcome to a world. Where crowned are the bastards and whores. As above so below. Hell below hell above!
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The Hunger 05:55
The enlightenment, like a delirium, perpetual undying, star devouring. The embodiment, of inner will, risen from ashes, archaic, hostile. From the ever hungry mouth of the abyss... of the abyss! Chaos is order, order is chaos. Visions of dark beauty, seek wisdom in utter lunacy. Restless are those... not bound by this earth. Paint the portrait, visions of dark beauty, timeless places of the beyond, visions of dark infinity. Feed the ever hungry mouth of the abyss. The blissful jaws of contemplation, eating the life from the open wound, malevolent creator and destroyer, one by one a mass cosmic tomb.
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Addictive is the beauty of the unknown, a contrast painted in crimson blood. Are you sure the pariah doesn't smile? Screaming, shouting... hell wants more, For a hymn of a oblivion to behold... I will embrace it with open arms As my freedom burns like hellfire... Never asunder, seen and unseen entwined, mirroring the void. Never asunder, seen and unseen entwined, reflecting the twilight... Still my freedom burns. Invoking the twilight! Pave my path with corpses, of those who are lost. My deeds fell unto fertile soil and I shall reap what I sow. Persistence, lawless forevermore. As in the end all will dissolve into darkness, the Beyond will immortalise everything. Let me burn and write my own ending in blood I welcome it with open arms... I welcome it with open arms!
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released April 14, 2018

Grob "Metanoia" anno MMXVIII:
Released through Mater Tenebrarum Records

Recorded and mixed at Gumakura Studio/Slovenia by Janez Zega.
Mastered at Sonic Train Studios/Sweden by Andy LaRocque.

Music and lyrics by Grob.
Somber/melancholic swansongs 5 and 10 by Jana S.M.

Released in six panel matt digipack including booklet.
Limited edition of 300 copies.

Grob - Metanoia trinity:
A. M. - guitars/voices
A. T. - bass
A. F. - drums


Nothing is certain, nothing is written ... there is no fate nor coincidence!

In MMXVI Grob as a dark raucous manifestation,
a spiritual gateway from here to the beyond, an ambiguous vessel,
navigating straight into the everlasting devouring jaws of the abyss.


CHAOS IS ORDER - ORDER IS CHAOS

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In MMXVI Grob as a dark raucous manifestation,
a spiritual gateway from here to the beyond, an ambiguous vessel,
navigating straight into the everlasting devouring jaws of the abyss.


CHAOS IS ORDER - ORDER IS CHAOS

Grob are
A. M. - voices/guitars
A. T. - bass
A. F. - drums
A. B. - guitars
A. J. - guitars
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