The Damnation of a Dead Soul, by Insidiator Morbi

The Damnation of a Dead Soul

by Insidiator Morbi

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CUBA Thomas- BlackDeathArt®️ Hell yeah! Another Hellenic gem. And now I’m broke! I can stop feeding this fucking Bandcamp addiction , one of my addictions that is hehe.
And yes Yoma, us Greek boys are forced to sing in the fucking church from a young age, but after church we go and practice singing Venom, Bathory, Rotting Christ, and so on 😂. So fuck the church and Jesus and hail Satan 🤘 🤘 🤘 🤘 🤘 🤘

YomaBarr I really like this. It has musical ideas, it has something to say, it's quite wild and it can't deny its Greek provenience being fresh at the same time. Nice debut! If it goes like this Sakis Tolis will have competition.

Sometimes I wonder if Greek boys are taught in school how to sing metal.

CUBA Thomas! I'm so totally happy to see you here, and Didier too! I hate to see a good album rot away all alone :D

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1.	Prelude to Damnation 01:27	info	buy track
2.	Asphodel Meadows 05:27	lyrics	buy track
Once, I saw a tiny flame, flickering in the darkest space. Left alone, such a shame, left to die with no grace. But the flame was still dancing, begging to stay alive. Cold winds were blowing, yet the flame was trying to thrive. As my hand was burning, the flame grew, grew like fire and devoured my soul. I feared that none of this was true, but the beautiful fire burned me whole. Now I feel no pain, nor smoke, nor death. I'm alive like a rising sun. My fire clouds my mind and stops my breath, but I keep safe and cherish this beauty I've won. I know now I have to let it go, to let it grow again like wild fire. 'Twas my heart, this I know, I’ll never hold it again; 'twas dire. Now I’m walking in the darkest fields, It’s cold and black like my dead heart. I have no weapons, no armor, no shields, only memories that tear me apart.
3.	Abysmal Depths 04:08	lyrics	buy track
We have to climb the highest mountain The greatest deed of all time. to drink from life’s fountain, But we forget our clock begins to chime. We want to reach the top beyond the mist. But we don’t know how to prevent our fall. The mountain top, will make us blissed, But we have to make the right call. There are many paths, detours to follow, We know the end justifies the means. The climbing may make our souls hollow, Many climbers fall, we hear their last screams. This mountain has so many slopes, But the deadly crags is the quickest way Through normal paths you may lost all hopes For the life’s meaning is the price you pay. Walking on slopes is the life the most desire, But the misty top is the dream for few. No one sees the top, reaching the end is dire. The few want to be reborn, to start anew. The dark Abyss, is the only fountain. An eternal chasm, dreadful and black. The other side of this infinite mountain, We become watchers and there is no turning back.
4.	Vampyr 03:44	lyrics	buy track
Lurking in the dark alleys, Every night its awake. or hunting in vast valleys. Craving for lives to take. The creature knows it’s lust. Warm, plenty and fresh blood. It seduces and kills the victims fast. Victims in palaces and victims in mud. That’s the living after death. Feasting and make them forget. Sucking their life till last breath, Or use them like an obedient pet. Just the nature of the beast, but this one looking for more. The meaning of a life in the mist. Power, sanity and war. This creature is lonely and mad. Carries the burden of an eternity. But it’s wise, brilliant and sad. Sadness for knowing its vanity. Misery for knowing its thirst. For it is love and knowledge it wants. But knowing it’s a poor accursed, poisons its heart and the world haunts. One day will find the light. Will open its dead heart. Will stop being lonely at night. There will be no beast to fight.
5.	Gorgo 04:46	lyrics	buy track
Once there was a priestess so beautiful At the service of Athena the Wise She was hard-working and dutiful, Till one day, terror came in disguise Poseidon saw the girl and craved her As a white horse emerged from the sea He came as stallion and raped her The poor priestess has nowhere to flee Athena stroke with wrath at poor girl’s fate Couldn’t face the sea God, so Medusa paid the price She made her monster with fear and hate With heart dead and cold like ice. Dread snakes covered her curls She was a human serpent half of her body Her beautiful eyes turned into two fire pearls Which could turn to stone anything and anybody She is seeking revenge with hatred and spite Her screams echo in her misty lair One hero dared to come there and fight. One hero did not fear this hair He avoided her lethal look with a shield mirror And finally cut the gorgon’s head This deed is over, Athena’s error He came back with the gorgon dead. Athena thanked him and put the head in the shield The sorrowful gorgon would still kill with her glaze Even with her heart dead and never healed The tragic story of Medusa will burn like blaze.
6.	Mormolyce 04:55	lyrics	buy track
Sorrow and madness Her two beloved friends Can’t escape the sadness This torture never ends. A woman of respect had joy in her place. But her mind gone wrecked Evil pictured in her face Her children in terror they ran For their flesh she craved. This was not a game, not for fun. Nowhere to hide, nowhere to be saved. Sweet mother she ate them alive. Screams of terror echoed across the sky. She left before anyone arrived. Tortured insanity and a will to die. Her new home, dark like her soul Hecate reached out her hand. From the living forever must banned. But she was always came back to hunt. Παιδι της Εκάτης, τρόμος των νυχτών, Ηταν μια ομορφη γυνή η Μορμολυκη. Το σκότος την πήρε, στην τάφρο των ψυχών, και τώρα τίποτα από όσα είχε, δεν της ανήκει. Της Εκάτης βοηθός τώρα πια θα γίνει, Ένα πνεύμα μοχθηρό και φρίκη των ζωντανών. Κομίστρια του θανάτου, της νυκτός τα δεσμά θα λύνει. Η σελήνη η δύναμή της και ο κόσμος των νεκρών. (R)Μορμολύκη, Μορμολύκη. Της νυκτός ο τρόμος. Η τρέλα την πείνα της ξύπνησε, Πείνα για σάρκα και δίψα για αίμα Τη μητρική της αγάπη λησμόνησε. Δεν ηταν εφιάλτης, δεν ήταν πλάνη ούτε ψέμα. Οι νεαρές ψυχές να ξεφύγουν έτρεξαν. Αλλά πεινούσε η Μορμολύκη. Σάρκα από τη σάρκα της ζητούσε. Οι μικρές καρδιές τους στο στόμα της κατέληξαν. Ύστερα για θάνατο εκλιπαρούσε.
7.	Krokopeplos 05:23	lyrics	buy track
Μηλινόην καλέω, νύμφην χθονίαν, κροκόπεπλον, ἣν παρὰ Κωκυτοῦ προχοαῖς ἐλοχεύσατο σεμνὴ Φερσεφόνη λέκτροις ἱεροῖς Ζηνὸς Κρονίοιο, ἧι ψευσθεὶς Πλούτων᾽ ἐμίγη δολίαις ἀπάταισι, θυμῶι Φερσεφόνης δὲ δισώματον ἔσπασε χροιήν, ἣ θνητοὺς μαίνει φαντάσμασιν ἠερίοισιν, ἀλλοκότοις ἰδέαις μορφῆς τύπον ἐκπροφαίνουσα, ἄλλοτε μὲν προφανής, ποτὲ δὲ σκοτόεσσα, νυχαυγής, ἀνταίαις ἐφόδοισι κατὰ ζοφοειδέα νύκτα. ἀλλά, θεά, λίτομαί σε, καταχθονίων βασίλεια, ψυχῆς ἐκπέμπειν οἶστρον ἐπὶ τέρματα γαίης, εὐμενὲς εὐίερον μύσταις φαίνουσα πρόσωπον. «Την Μηλινόη καλώ, την χθόνια νύμφη, την κροκόπεπλη, που γέννησε στις προχόες του Κωκυτού με τα λέκτρα του Κρόνιου Ζηνός την σεμνή Περσεφόνη. Η οποία όταν ψευσθείς ο Πλούτωνας μίχθηκε με δόλιες απάτες, με την ψυχή της Περσεφόνης έσπασε τη δισώματη χροια, αυτή που στέλνει μανία στους θνητούς με αέρινα φαντάσματα, που εκπροφαίνει τύπο μόρφης με αλλόκοτες ιδέες, που άλλοτε είναι προφανείς και άλλοτε σκοτινή, νυχαυγής, ενάντιες έφοδοι κατά την ζοφοειδή νύκτα. Αλλά θεά, σε λίτομαι, βασίλισσα των καταχθονίων, να εκπέμπεις τον οίστρο της ψυχής στα τέρματα της γαίας, φανερώνοντας ευμενές ευίερο πρόσωπο στους μύστες.»
8.	The Damnation of a Dead Soul 06:10	lyrics	buy track
There is a token of beauty in my heart, Tis all my hopes now that we are apart, Bright and scarlet like the morning star, Among the darkness, a dazzling lights… this memoir. There is a grim shadow in my soul, My token starts to look like black coal, A spiteful thought of a mourning bell, And the entire world is my prison cell. Gazing up the distant valley I mourn, For it is thy veil is now blurry and torn, This beauty is fake; its warmth is bleak, And thy light I kept becomes weak. I know my fate is always to find thee, Thy absence enslaves me, I feel no glee, The sky darkened thy scarlet veil, But I must wait the dreadful gale. The howling wind torments the trees, Now I am begging, I fell to my knees. ‘’Dear Lord help me and clear the skies, Restore my token before my eyes. Where art Thou Lord this time of despair? Will Thou appear to me with light and blare? Will Thou warm my heart with what I long? Will Thou help me Lord? I did no wrong…’’ Death and terror are coming from afar A massive cloud of birds, black and bizarre, Now I know how my heart will beat again, Now I know I can fly over the dark glen. Soon my token will shine like new. I’ll reunite our brave souls, tis true, This wait, this torment must come to an end, Tis time for me, thy cloak to mend. Alas, I cannot see thy beautiful face, Grave silence is in this place. I came to paint red again thy cloak, But with my endless tears this ground I soak.

about

This is the debut album of Agaros' (Αριστείδης 'Jarl' Νάστος) black metal project INSIDIATOR MORBI.

credits

released January 17, 2024

All music and lyrics by Agaros (Αριστείδης 'Jarl' Νάστος).

All guitars and bass played by Agaros.
Synths, drums/percussion arrangements by Agaros.
Vocals by Agaros.