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Charnel Endeavors

from Relics by Scârnav

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A slightly shorter symphonic black/death metal song about war and sacrifice. Written in 2004, recorded in 2020.

lyrics

The smell of fetid rotten flesh
Pervades your every breath
The pile of corpses thrown from the altar
By acolytes of death
The future is foretold
To purify the earth
The graves must be filled
By priests of the sacred plan for our rebirth

From the filth
To ascend
We must know what to defend
From all threats
From all foes
To the order we create

From nothingness
We will escape
Climbing a funeral mound
That we built with our own hands

Victims of a violent past
Have learned to kill if they are to last
The suffering that they endured
Will cause the meek to find a sword and fight
A sacrifice that must be made
On these beliefs, we wage our fates
The offering of mortal blood
We cut their throats to please the gods

Every endeavor to lift the ancient curse
Will lead us on a path
That we never should have walked
The memory of our suffering
Will drive us to the edge
The cruelty of the earth
Is a cycle that repeats for all time

Raising of the banner
The blowing of the horn
To gather every ally
For the coming of the storm
A battle for existence
Will be settled in the war
The gods receive an offering
The culling of the young

The smell of fetid rotten flesh
Pervades your every breath
The sacrifices made on the altar
Have led you to your death
The future is foretold
To purify the earth
The graves must be filled
By priests of the sacred plan for our rebirth

From the filth
To ascend
We must know what to defend
From all threats
From all foes
To the order we create

From nothingness
We will escape
Climbing a funeral mound
That we built with our own hands

Up we reach to the sky
And hope that the gods we believe
Will forgive what we have done
The atrocities we commit
And the pile of dead that we left in our wake
Just know we believe in the one true cause
And the righteous path is the one we walk
The destruction of our enemies
Was the only choice that we could take

Mountains of corpses stack up before us
Deaths that were worth it to build a new future
We are the only worthy to lead you
Follow our footsteps into the mass graves you dig

credits

from Relics, released January 21, 2021
A guy named Kevin (OrganicImage) helped me figure out the flute part about 17 years ago.

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Scârnav Tennessee

Progressive/melodic death metal with influences from black metal, doom metal, folk, and post-rock.

All vocals, instruments, recording done by one person.

For fans of old Opeth, Woods of Ypres, Be'lakor, Akercocke, or any progressive extreme music. ... more

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