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Ouroboric

by Dead Hills

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porcelainheart- This album is a journey through a dark and barren valley. Exceptionally haunting and sorrowful. FFO Vargnatt and Abigor. Favorite track: Reflection on the Water.
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Dimitris Vakaros One of the great things that happen in Bandcamp is that you can discover a hidden treasure out of nowhere. Exactly like Dead Hills. Listen to this great artist
I really enjoyed the production. It is as dirty as it has to be Favorite track: The Oracle.
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1.
The Oracle 11:19
I have seen the land Where mountains reach the sky Where the air resonates With the echoes of time I have seen the forests That span for aeons wide Where the mist shrouded sunrise Drowns in the rising tide I have witnessed The death of all worlds One thousand times over I have heard The call from the east A vague premonition To welcome the night The oracle foretold of our doom That sleeps undisturbed And awakens to kill the power That dwells inside Sleeping inside lie the spectres In their black homes of glass Coming forth to cleanse As the air in the night Dreaming, we flee from the darklands And make our escape Blown by the wind as the leaves On the trees in time Oh, and find the path of ascension That leads to the oncoming shore It meanders like the streams that will flow 'til the end of the night Oh, I am the oracle Here, on my mountain of ash I wait and search for the power That dwells inside Oh, I am the oracle Here, on my black throne of ash Born with the knowledge Of the end in sight Black moon arises And beckons the souls of the damned In a midst of despair Black sun arises Seething tendrils of flame Foretelling the end of time White sun arises Lightens the pathways once black Where once the darkness shone White moon arises Carries us away from the shores Into the eternal abyss We open the gates to the other side And drown in our own reflection
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Torn by the waves of the sea Sunken in hollows forever deep Drowned, submerged In black pools of blood Longing, wanting For the light And surface, To see the light fading Once again And cast into oblivion Lost, stranded In this wasteland Searching with broken limbs Crawling Longing, wanting For the comfort of the night Knowing the path Will lead ever down And submerge, To see the light fading Once again As contrast fades into nothing As night becomes day Revealing the unity Between water and dry earth Our way is revealed Solemn, desolate Endless planal depths Becoming nothing Yet one with all And awaken To see the light fading Once and for all
3.
Perpetuity 06:29
Can you feel the rivers That run beneath our feet So silently? Have you seen the fire Written across the sky? So radiant In its glory Can you hear the echoes Of a time long gone? So faint they are Have you seen the glimpses Of a land long gone? So faint they are And so blind we are All the infinitesimal pools Will drain into the sea And find their shelter In the dark recesses of the sun We will rise with the waking dawn And worship the absolute I yearn for the day When the wind will come that takes away The shade over our eyes So that we may see the light of day Yet we will rise with the waking dawn To behold a world of death and decay (can you see the mountain in the distance?)
4.
Fire Smoke blinds the eyes Distant call Wind drowns the cries Spire Fate slowly dies In the harrowed cove Where our fleeting souls desperate fly Pictured through the midst Lie the remnants of our past Forsaken relics lost to time itself We will stoke the fires That burn until the end And watch the sun rise Over the eastern hilltops Again In the days of the dying sun We shall not suffer the rising tide Borne to us on a wind of forgetfulness In the days of the drowning earth We shall not surrender to the warning signs Foretold to us by the man Who lives on the mountain of black
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The Mountain 12:02
Lost monuments in the sleeping sands A forbidden monolith wrought by sleepless hands Scattered ruins amongst the weeping lands Looming mountain shatters the desolate wastelands Looming doom blankets the landscape in dark While the sophic man tears his dreams apart Soaring through purple skies to reach the apex; the centre of worlds I will remain til the weave unfurls I am awaiting solace Not found where the way-seers lie I am awaiting divinity Not captured by the all-seeing eye I have awoken a purpose, in me To walk the plains and breathe The air of sanctity I cannot walk these ruins alone I cannot climb this mountain all on my own Oh.. the swirling winds ensorcell me And take me to where the mayflowers grow Is this the apex, the centre of worlds? Or just an image, projected til the weave unfurls... I have crossed the rivers That lead only to blackened fields I have walked the sleeping sands Where my journey was revealed I have witnessed the death of all worlds One thousand times over I have seen the end Written in fire across the sky Yet still I shall walk these shores Aimless and suffocated

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Ouroboric captures the immobilising sense of wonder associated with thoughts of what lies beyond material reach. A barren landscape and an oppressive ethereal atmosphere is the setting for this release.

All sounds and words written and performed by Weaver between October 2012 and June 2014

Artwork by Alebeard

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released June 19, 2014

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