Last World, Dead Universe

by Dim Lords

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This album came to Nailbat Tapes anonymously, the creators refusing to identify themselves. What they left was a screed formed out of twisted and barbed black metal, and this message:

"We are strangers . . . dim lords compared to what we once were. We transmit to those who have forgotten. Signals for those in thrall to infernal machinery. This world is the last in a dead universe. The silence of all space soon shall reign. We accomplished nothing. We endured no tests. Our pathetic excretus shall fall."

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released October 22, 2018

All music, imagery and lyrics, executed by Dim Lords, 2018

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Track Name: Pathetic Excretus
Crushed by coils of misery, shadows veil our eyes
The gloom tasted this night is final
This world is last in a dead universe
Silence of all space soon shall reign
We accomplished nothing, we endured no tests
Pathetic excretus shall fall

No salvation

Black spume of life exits all aware
Hope burnt to a cinder by the touch
Of an all-pervading nothing, a coldness in our minds
Mercilessly obliterating thought
We accomplished nothing, we endured no tests
Our pathetic excretus shall fall

No salvation
Track Name: A Dead Thing
Children born from wounds of faceless ghosts
Leaping into a filthy, gaping maw
Newborn spirits feed this ancient hole
Falling, doomed undead in the great unknown
Breeze blows them into the god
Breeze blows them into the god-damned

And the stranger with no mouth said
You were a liar, such a dead thing
And the stranger showed the universe
Inside his mind was a dead thing, too

No hope as this last world dissolves
No hope can withstand this summoned end
Here where only ragged ghosts remain,
Bloated with memories now bled into the
Breeze blows them into the god
Breeze blows them into the god-damned

Poisoned world be gone!

And the stranger with no mouth said
You were a liar, such a dead thing
And the stranger showed the universe
Inside his mind was a dead thing, too

Arise now! Arise now!
Track Name: Non Serviam
I am no slave to the implanted thoughts
Whispering to me from the bleakest recesses
Beyond the dark of the mind, I am compelled
To do that which I refuse to do

I serve nothing

I smother that which conspires to have me
Speak ill of my self and my creed
Of remaining a wraith in a world of light
That does harm to me and my useless mind

I serve nothing
Track Name: Kenophobia
I feel nothing for this, no connection
Being alive is not alright
Enslaved by our false tech devil
All can detect our demonic names
Being alive is not alright

I fear this void

Among the masses, hear the death wind howl
Being alive is not alright
Its cold, unfeeling voice is
The only thing that's real, singing
Being alive is not alright

I fear this void

What is created is worthless, no meaning
Being alive is not alright
Enslaved by our false self devil
We now reveal our demonic names
Being alive is not alright

I fear this void
Track Name: Utterly Emptied
No sound of screams—just the sight of silent agonies
And the shattering of bodies into crystalline sand
Atmosphere disappears and the cold of space invades
Homes and minds and worlds are utterly emptied

Back to the black of dreamless sleep
Back to the black of deepest fear
Back to the black of where the mind goes
When it has no room left to think

No more belief, just the cold and silent universe
Nothing left to corrupt, nothing left to usurp
Nothing left to feel or force or beat into submission
Homes and minds and worlds are utterly emptied

Back to the black of dreamless sleep
Back to the black of deepest fear
Back to the black of where the mind goes
When it has no room left to think

Atmosphere disappears and the cold of space invades
Homes and minds and worlds are utterly emptied

Back to the black of dreamless sleep
Back to the black of deepest fear
Back to the black of where the mind goes
When it has no room left to think

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