The Eschatologist

from The White Death by Achren

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Gathering strength before the hour
Ancient call to end time
Fire in the mind flows into physicality
Fear from the dark flows into your spine
Cold is the future that you fall into
Consumed by terror, you wait for the end
Collapsing world falls into oblivion
Numbering days scratched into your cell

Burning skies
Sightless screams ring out as you die
Falling stars
Moon runs blood and the Sun turns black
Endless walk to the precipice
I will ease you into your death
Final drop to the slab below
Snap your neck and end your world

Terror and pain become existence
Freezing fog destroys hope
Coldness of death is all of the future
Life torn away by the fall and the rope
Sentenced to death by the court of corruption
Nothing is left; the end is complete
Forgotten world wakes into destruction
Unmarked grave in the ashes of life

Nightmare chants call the snake to life
Aphasiac ravens speak in tongues
Appeals for hope, wasted time
Comfort of death, all that's left

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from The White Death, released April 4, 2014

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Achren Glasgow, UK

Described as 'underground titans' and 'a fearsome live act' by leading UK metal magazines and culturally significant enough for the British Library to archive their work, Achren are a terrifying intrusion into the lives of the ordinary people who encounter them. Achren's music is dominated by jagged riffs, dark melody and overlaid with vocal expressions of destruction and madness. ... more