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"When My Blood Runs Cold"

by ChernotA

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1.
A red sun is crawling up the morning sky Spilling its crimson rays Over the sinful lands. It heralds that blood has been shed this night As many nights before, Years and centuries drown in war. Whatever reason people name, The blood that is flowing in our veins And that one we constantly spill Are always utterly same! Old captain who leads brave warriors to fight for faith, Or cowed soldier kid Seeking a chance to flee, Or fat king who sends someone else's sons to certain death - All of them kill just to kill. Whole world is an endless battlefield! Whatever reason people name, The blood that is flowing in our veins And that one we constantly spill Are always utterly same! The sun red as blood sliding behind the gloomy wood. Will it set till the morn Makes circle and return? Or daylight is dying forever to root Out the humanity To cease at last our insanity? Whatever reason people name, The blood that is flowing in our veins And that one we constantly spill Are always utterly same!
2.
Solipsist 04:09
Two cold lakes holding age by age In dark waters mourning, Covered by the dense smoke of sage, Mirror what is going On. Round fields pitted with ravines, Deepening and bending. In the cave someone strangely sings Only never-ending Song. Every man since he first time parted his lips Has been singing his own song everyone hears But no one really understands Any word, any sound, any sense! Sense of words get stuck in your throat Whatever comes out of mouth. No one, no one would ever know What your song was about. Forest shines in unmelting frost Guarding lakes and leas. Hear the wind deaden every song Rocking tops of trees. Every man since he first time parted his lips Has been singing his own song everyone hears But no one really understands Any word, any sound, any sense! Two cold lakes holding age by age In dark waters mourning, Covered by the dense smoke of sage, Mirror what is going On. Round fields pitted with ravines, Deepening and bending. In the cave someone ever sings Only never-ending Song.
3.
Right behind my eyelids I can’t help seeing blood, And so it begins - reality as clear as mud. In the deadly silent hours of night Just pale moon sees where my longing will lead. I am ready to begin frantic hunt And to taste first juice of victim so sweet. My blood brothers take me into the wild And the hunger is our only one creed. Flee and skulk and hold your breath! I will smell the scent of death! Run and hide and wipe out tracks! I will shadow you and trace! I will reach and take you out Even from beneath the ground! Every time I get away from my den I do not know if I’m gonna return. But I have to leave again and again: Thirst is calling with no chance to postpone. Whilst I can feel odour of fear and pain For the murder I will endlessly yearn.
4.
Watch Me dip my staff into the Nile And its waters turn the blood, That stinks and cannot slake your thirst. Then If you do not let them go yet Your country will wallow in toads - With frogs teem your house and your bed. Pharaoh, you were warned, But my words you have scorned. Still you may change your mind And set loose the people of mine! Look, My hand with the staff stretches out And whirls up the dust of the ground, And every its grain becomes louse. You Just let them go, and if you don’t, I will inflict flies that will swarm Around each barn and each home. Pharaoh, you’re a fool - Don’t see yet who does rule, Don’t believe in my might, But still you can change your mind! When Your livestock is killed by the plague, I will toss black soot into air, And boils will cover your face. I Can wipe you away from the earth, But I’ll send the worst hail and storm - I have pity to give a chance Once more. Pharaoh, you and your people were sacrificed And betrayed By one who hardened your heart to prove his own might. All in vain! Clouds Of locusts consume what is left, And darkness you can touch with hand For three days devours your land. And At last in the silence of night Through your sleeping country I’ll stride, And each of your firstborns will die!
5.
Twilight whirls into my mind, Ties it round with strands. When I call you in the night, Will you hold my hand (Don’t let out)? On my doorstep greater pain Makes my blood run cold. When they all forget my name, Can you still recall (Its sound)? Look, ahead, behind the steep There is the abyss! When you hear me sob and weep, Will you dry my tears? Any breath will one day die away, Any seed will sprout and wilt, Any road will come to end. Tell me there’s another one beyond Until your voice has grown still! Seek my trail. Swear me to never stop. I cannot prevail Anymore, time is up! Will you fold me in your arms, Trying to keep my glow? (And) when it all the same goes out, Will you kiss my brow? (…Kiss my brow…) Seek my trail Swear me to never stop Draw the veil Over me, time is up! Rivers flow without a rest Even under ice. When it’s silent in my chest, Will you close my eyes? Any breath will one day die away, Any seed will sprout and wilt, Any road will come to end. Tell me there’s another one beyond Until your voice has grown still! Twilight whirls into your mind, Ties it round with grief. When I beckon you from dark, Will you follow me? (…follow me…)
6.
Run on and on, and you’d better not look back. May bare twigs whip your face till it bleeds. They’re just like veins that bespreaddeadman’s skin with a net - Hide ghastly sky and whatever it breeds. Sooner or later – Don’t you realize? - It’s gonna catch you And tear your spirit apart! Edging through thicket Of malice and lies You cannot see it - The only way out! You hardly know what it is that’s at your heels, What chases you on these countless nights. But still you run being driven by dark deepest fears That grow through human venenate minds. Scream for mercy Pray and cry Is it worthy Just to die? How long it lasts and how long it will drag on - You hardly know and you hardly can tread. But it is time to see finally what you have forgone - It has your face and it is living right inside your head. Sooner or later - It will overtake. There’s only way to Escape and to save yourself. Stop and turn round To see and accept All you have found Right inside your head!
7.
Maleficium 03:38
Shadowed and haunted and followed and chased. Feet are trod down to flesh. Every endeavour to break away Led you to where you were meshed. Tortured and slandered and finally cursed. Your future is foreordained! Vainly and hopelessly proving them wrong You are for no fault condemned. “More, more wood”, - crowd roars For the sake of the Cross. In the name of the God Deathman drops burning torch. No-one cares it’s a fraud, And in smoke you are merged. Tracked down and caught and embarrassed and tied. Embers are licking your heels. Perfectly tempting curves are all on fire, Red hair by flare is seized. Pyres are blazing with glare, Smell of scorched flesh fills the air! Heresy must be disclosed! Confessioautmors! And kingly pale skin is growing charred. Gasp for the very last time. And to the bitter end hold out with pride, Burn for theatrical crime! “More, more wood”, - crowd roars For the sake of the cross. In the name of the God Deathman dropped burning torch. No-one cares it was fraud, And in flames you are merged.
8.
Blackened trunks of ancient trees Withered and got bare. Gusty wind from distant seas Brings the salty air. Rapid flight of magpies calls To forget all wrath, To turn off from bigger roads To the tangled paths, Where lies the wisdom land, Gently shakes and drones, Like a ripe fruit in my hand Hasn’t cracked but groans. In the tall and dampy grass Little mushrooms bow, Nodding, jingling with dew glass, “We’re your brothers now”. Cannot it be What I wish indeed? Cannot it be What fate itself willed? Or is my body just a mere seed To be buried and then grow here among the weed? Squeaking of the snags To the gullies calls If one there falls, Forest grabs and drags, There’s no turning back! Taste of thin-legged mushrooms calls To the owls’ nest, To the nimble foxes’ holes, To where fishes rest. Where it calls me, underfoot There is marshy bowl. Waters, thick and black as soot, To the bottom call. Whispers warm and swampy moss: “Take your deepest breath”. I inhale the wet of fogs And leave for the depth. Fir-tree braids my legs with roots, Carrying me to loam, Sings in chorus with the woods: “Here is now your home”. Cannot it be What I wish indeed? Cannot it be What fate itself willed? Or is my body just a mere seed To be buried and then grow here among the weed? Squeaking of the snags To the gullies calls If one there falls, Forest grabs and drags, There’s no turning back!
9.
Samsara 04:07
The chaotic crowds of blear-eyed and half dead People - if someone would ever dare call them like that - Bow low and kneel down and kiss their idol’s feet More ardently and fondly than sweetest lover’s lips. Breed a child who is exactly the same. Find your death in some futile years to be born again. And to repeat mundane cycle with no aim Spin the wheel! Bow and kneel! The clouded memories overfill their poor brain. Of the lucidity there is no sign, no grain. Their tangled thoughts don’t let them clearly see, These empty lives it’s such a shame to live! What does not matter at all they value the most. Way to enlightenment is now forgotten and lost. This is the world where liars preach and torturers heal, And that is why here everyone is deaf and ill. Breed a child who is exactly the same. Find your death in some futile years to be born again. And to repeat mundane cycle with no aim Spin the wheel! Bow and kneel!

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Leo Odintcov – composing, arrangement, mixing and mastering
Marina Kuznetcova – vocals, texts

Contact: ichernotai@gmail.com

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released April 30, 2019

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ChernotA Izhevsk, Russia

We are black metal project with female vocals from a godforsaken place called Udmurtia (the city of Izhevsk), almost lost in the wild Russian woods. This leaves us no choice but to create such a creepy music impregnated with forests twilight and swamp damp. In our songs we're trying to grasp the mankind's nature and fate, why human's actions are sometimes so unbearable.. ... more

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