Naxen The Fate Of All Flesh
NAXEN - The Fate Of All Flesh (Stand-alone single - Digital exclusive release).
This song is from our „DESCENDING INTO A DEEPER DARKNESS“ album recording sessions.
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For more info visit:
- NAXEN -
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NAXENBM
Bigcartel: https://naxen.bigcartel.com (Merch + LP, CD, Physical Media)
Bandcamp: https://www.naxen.bandcamp.com (Music & Song Download)
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/naxenbm
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/35nRMXjWV3s13wviaSLm36
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"The Fate Of All Flesh" written by LN, performed by NAXEN
Drums, Guitars and Bass recorded by Fabian Schulz at "Sunsetter Studio“ in June 2023
Vocals recorded by MS/Gerileme in Autumn 2023
Mixed and produced by Fabian Schulz at "Sunsetter Studio“
Mastered by Brad Boatright at "Audiosiege“
Guitars, Vocals by LN
Bass by SP
Drums by FH
Words and concepts by LN
NAXEN is LN, FH and SP
Photography/Artwork - by Paolo Sanna: Animamundi
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Lyrics:
These remains of flesh form our prison
Stained with abject conceit that too shall wither
The brittleness of bones we all must face
Oh curse it all!
If only we had clever speeches left.
Shapes without any form
Into the storm of nothingness
As the womb of time is collapsing
Beneath useless concepts that too shall splinter
The innateness to be destined to dissipate
Oh forsake it all!
Why would we choose to exist?
Our souls shall soar beyond empty skies
In deep devotion to nothingness
With no-one to please life converts to cancer
As it wounds and courses through our hearts
Delivered into the arms of destined impermanence
Behold the whores of reason
And how they sweat deceit under trial
Whether it’s by design or fortuity
Embrace the crown of transiency
Shatter the shackles of consciousness
Carve the furrows of infertility
Delivered into the arms of destined impermanence
Behold the arches of vanity
And how they crumble down without consent
As all principles fall apart
As time tears itself apart
As all desire leaves our hearts
As it is all irrefutable
All flesh shall mate with dirt
This song is from our „DESCENDING INTO A DEEPER DARKNESS“ album recording sessions.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
For more info visit:
- NAXEN -
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NAXENBM
Bigcartel: https://naxen.bigcartel.com (Merch + LP, CD, Physical Media)
Bandcamp: https://www.naxen.bandcamp.com (Music & Song Download)
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/naxenbm
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/35nRMXjWV3s13wviaSLm36
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"The Fate Of All Flesh" written by LN, performed by NAXEN
Drums, Guitars and Bass recorded by Fabian Schulz at "Sunsetter Studio“ in June 2023
Vocals recorded by MS/Gerileme in Autumn 2023
Mixed and produced by Fabian Schulz at "Sunsetter Studio“
Mastered by Brad Boatright at "Audiosiege“
Guitars, Vocals by LN
Bass by SP
Drums by FH
Words and concepts by LN
NAXEN is LN, FH and SP
Photography/Artwork - by Paolo Sanna: Animamundi
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Lyrics:
These remains of flesh form our prison
Stained with abject conceit that too shall wither
The brittleness of bones we all must face
Oh curse it all!
If only we had clever speeches left.
Shapes without any form
Into the storm of nothingness
As the womb of time is collapsing
Beneath useless concepts that too shall splinter
The innateness to be destined to dissipate
Oh forsake it all!
Why would we choose to exist?
Our souls shall soar beyond empty skies
In deep devotion to nothingness
With no-one to please life converts to cancer
As it wounds and courses through our hearts
Delivered into the arms of destined impermanence
Behold the whores of reason
And how they sweat deceit under trial
Whether it’s by design or fortuity
Embrace the crown of transiency
Shatter the shackles of consciousness
Carve the furrows of infertility
Delivered into the arms of destined impermanence
Behold the arches of vanity
And how they crumble down without consent
As all principles fall apart
As time tears itself apart
As all desire leaves our hearts
As it is all irrefutable
All flesh shall mate with dirt
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