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Whitehorse​/​Upyr - Split LP

by UPYR

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1.
RISE OF THE MIGHTY TYRANT No I can't spend more time in this graveyard. I know some call it home but I want out of here, alive. I see Him rising in barren lands, uh. his voice is calling, darkness descents. We crowd around deceitful Saviour to set our souls rest in torture chambers. I see Him rising from ruthless pest. His arms wide open to procreate. For our Lust he has come. Obscure entity. And his Kingdom we Become. Dark contemplation. On our greed he now feeds. Chimeric evil luxuriates. For our Lust he has come. If I could only not witness that grim sight. of heavy-laden burden and demise. If I could only save them with my prayers before their faces ashen with the gravest stare. If I could only not witness that grim sight. Malignant Will that withers, devours all mankind. Invocation of the Hollow, Sacrifical whorish mass, Hypnotizing eyes illuminate. Ab-human minions gather to serve as carnal Host. The might tyrant rises, his Kingdom now befalls. And the flock comes marching in, as we are all so full of Sin. Manifestation of the Hollow, corpse-riving noisome rout. His voice is calling you into the void. And the swarm/herd comes marching in as we are all so full of Sin. Dark form materializing of putrid flesh and bone. Under the sickle moon on a throne of ancient stone.
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WEBS OF SORROW Unlit fire I want to bring, the cryptic truth I seek. I lick the sacred toad to leave that dismal hole. Feasting on my leaking spleen, absorbing poison deep within. In psychedelic waltz mind stumbles on the threshold. Beyond the reason I commit like toxic sprite I creep. Unveiling what’s concealed still comfortless I kneel. Drifting far from self-appeal, less earthbound I fail to feel. Wretched yet I grasp again the doom of mortal men. In that unhallowed shrine blurred are my ghastly eyes. The missing answers hide where webs of sorrow lie. There’s nothing I adore. No, nothing I stand for… Hopeless I withdraw. Elders, elders, speak to me. Why am I so blind to see? And thousand questions are clouding my mid. Elders, elders, speak to me.What’s the purpose of my being? And thousand questions are clouding my mid. Unlit fire never meant to burn. Plunged in shadows in our kin. The missing answers hide where webs of sorrow lie. There’s nothing to adore. And where horizons end I will meet you dear friend. As we embrace the tides of chilling endless night.

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12″ WHITEHORSE/UPYR 2017 Split

Our profile lists only Upyr's Side-B of the 12" vinyl.

WHITEHORSE's SIDE-A available at whitehorsedestroys.bandcamp.com

released on vinyl Vendetta records, Berlin
vendetta-records.bandcamp.com

Soon available on physical vinyl through the band also.

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released February 15, 2017

UPYR produced by Kiril Petrushev Bus-T
mastering by James Plotkin
photography by Brodnik
design by Brent Stegeman

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UPYR Sofia, Bulgaria

The five of us were brought by the Deceiver himself in the Winter of 2012 to fulfill the predestined existence of this World.

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