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The Burden of Tomorrow

by Mothermound

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1.
I dream of stories long since told And wait for revelations kept within them to unfold Amazed I look at the creations Spawning from a broken mold Their truth enlighten me forevermore Reluctant to reveal you secret-most desires And to confess after what bliss your wandering heart aspires Your pious hands and skin of faith are burning In the heat of purging fires Their truth devour you forevermore Beyond the brilliant steps awaits temptation And signs of a divine manifestation I marvel at the sight of this grotesque creation And relish the thought of its end In expectation of the first of many flame-lit dawns With fear we set our eyes upon a shining portal We dare not praise the heart from which it grows And shun the hope that it can render us immortal Awaken the enchanted silver-footed queen Reflections dancing on the waters sinister Foretelling an eternity of suffering The veil of mourning drops into the night serene
2.
A shape burdened with the weight of lust consumed Makes its way to where the moon and forest meet Among the trees which drown the silent cries And echoed taps of tiny feet I curse these rusted hour hands They mark the dying times of children Whose pleas remain unanswered Still And the black soil objected not to the embracing of their souls Never to ascend again they sink under the earth With the moonlight come the winter rain And from the river's murky depths A fallen deity appears To leave you barren With your innocence so stained
3.
Lady Violet 06:54
A sense of innocence so pure Your tender skin a deadly lure A feeling of such bliss Among the dying birds we kiss She was the truth, horror everlasting Consume the dream, make me hurt no more A path that surely leads to grief Your surreal stare in disbelief Thorn-ridden skin you think you saw Makes you forget you owe me awe Paint the picture bleak The innocent suffer still I got to know you well Again the Lady Violet breaks my will
4.
To dream of blissful harmony Is but a dream itself And somewhat like a sense of Unforgiven aspirations after something Of a greater value Which emanates in a endless flow From the voids which have in such a violent way Replaced your godly eyes Who am I to question the existence Of a higher entity Of beings beyond being Oh the sights I've seen When into the vortex swept Where altars stand stripped bare Of the delicious sanctity They so proudly used to represent No pleasant feelings in this place of mourning Instead a masquerade of shapeless fears Which tear the flesh Where I had cut before myself
5.
Under the dome of falsely painted heaven Soul-tainting the salvation promised A face awash with tears that won't be shed When our existence is but a story never told Rusted symbols of a cherished dawn Tear the fleece in the seething morning While names of the forgotten ones Are echoed in the emptiest of chambers Into the night A murder of angels in flight They come to rest upon my mind Only to become nothing at all Returning echoes give flesh To visions of something Posing as a guiding star Among the raven-scented clouds Shedding their skin Into nothing
6.
Chastised by the ruthless hand of god Cultures raped on altars of belief Synonymous with death Their god-inspired pride All reason cast aside Crippled fingers grip the virgin skin Let perversion guide this man of god Pleasures of the flesh Forbidden to his kin Maggot-ridden is his soul within In the semen of the holy baptised Their twisted minds in forgiveness disguised A child's cursed dream destroyed The choir sings in praise of a forgiving lord Never say a word Join the lying herd Damn your rotten soul into the void
7.
All of us too proud to accept the nearing end All of us too weak in this world Through which the reaper's scythe Does rend What is to become Of us when all is done Wishing just for one more breath Feelings of denial Disguise the fading heart Hoping not to ever rest A vibrant spirit in a armor of decay Forever wishing for an eternity of days to come It blinds itself only to be struck down By the ominous realisation of passing time I'll never be as close to you As the inevitable end – omnipresent All is laid to rest The walls of immortality are breached No more goals to set – in infinity we meet All this disappears No body to question the mind No mind to explain the soul – the soul is dust Dust to dust
8.
As do not the other casualties of war Bring solace to a widow Broken down by bereavement Over her lost hero So I don't seek salvation in the bleakness Caused by the solitude felt by other people Though I have fallen before It hurts me every time Again the pain of loss it chews the core – the soul And marks the path I cross Sparkling the way To the world beyond But heavy is the burden Of the loved-ones gone
9.
All images of something beautiful, unique Torn down from the falling towers of grace For empty shrines of human waste To satisfy the hunger of the blessed rest Curtains fall To cover the lying face of the sun To change your god's enchanting role And black seas swallow your salvation whole How truly miniscule my suffering can be When compared to the suffering of your deliverer Your Christ seems not to care for me I summon the eclipse and watch him wither The point of no return can offer endless possibilities The state of true despair the strength to gaze into the blinding blaze A finer state of mind to recognize the dark world Behind the curtains of deceit I shed these tears of sorrow I shed these tears of pain But live in fear of that tomorrow Might bring some unknown strain

about

The group’s origins reach way back into 1995 when they were active as a trio under the name of Expulsion. Until their disbandment in 2005 they released two demo recordings and an album entitled ‘In These Glorious Epitaphs’. They reunited in a new line-up in 2009, this time as a four piece with a new name. Music-wise they continue to stick to the previously set guidelines, a sort of progressive mixture of doom and death metal with a hint of rock.

Mothermound is:

Martin Čujec: Drums
Miha Jukič: Guitar
Tomaž Orač: Guitar
Janez Zega: Bass/Vocals

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released November 22, 2013

Guest musicians:
Nika Hribar: flute on 'Aurora Awaken'
Jovana Backović: vocals on 'Curtains Fall'

Produced by Mothermound
Recorded and mixed at Gumakura Studio, Tolmin, Slovenia
by Janez Zega, assisted by Dejan Sarič
Mastered by Marko Turel, Phonda studio, Slovenia

Music written and performed by Mothermound
Lyrics written by Janez Zega

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