1. |
The Blade Descends
07:22
|
|||
|
within the mental dungeons of terror
the pendulum swings and cuts with fervor
and the pit awaits the mortal's soul
and as all life fades and mind looses control
the downfall of self starts
when a thread of fate is cut
the blade descends
and cuts the flesh
the blade descends
and cuts the Ariadne's thread
the blade descends
and cuts the thread of life
the madness swallows the soul
in the deepest slumber the mind dies
i am the terror from your past
i am the madness inside your skull
i am the black hole swallowing the light
i am the agony of your soul
i am the blind beast from the labyrinth
made of your broken dreams
in the deepest slumber you may hear my voice
as i am the final scream of despair
|
||||
2. |
Downfall
07:09
|
|||
|
'cursed is he that putteth his truste in man'
and all those whose eyes would see
will render them in faith to me
so behold the fierceness of wolves
so behold as it will destroy you
so behold as it will consume you
so behold as it will deform you
so behold!
consume my flesh
consume my pain
and spread it among the men
the vermin of this world
awaiting the purging fire
receive what you deserve
this world means nothing now
so hear my call
i am the silent death
i am the final DOWNFALL of mankind
consume my flesh
consume my pain
and spread it among the men
the vermin of this world
i am your swineherd
I am the shepherd unto goats
I am the architect of your fall
I am the pleasure among the vermin
i am the crown of thorns
i am the descendant
lower! lower! into the void!
i am the silent death
i am the final DOWNFALL of mankind
CALL ME DOWNFALL
CALL ME DEATH
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
rejoice!
desolate hopeless soul
cursed by a never-ending sorrow
but blessed with delusions of reality
now hear the call
as you drown in the gore
and behold:
here is your hope
devastated and hanged with a rope
all existential questions will never be answered
the final Truth of all things is that there is no final Truth
another page written with blood
poisoned arrow through the heart
forever falling
into the distant constellations of mud
cut through deep
and try to breathe
all existential questions will never be answered
the final Truth of all things is that there is no final Truth
I will never escape this nightmare
never-ending eclipse of the sun
the future and the past destroyed
this battle is lost not won
as I descend into the void
I am the architect of anguish dreams
and this is the hell I have created for myself
forever falling
unable to breathe
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
redeem me, o timeless powers
cleanse me from my sins
purify me with thy light
brighter than a thousand suns
wash my soul in this lake of purging fire
as this is the promise of my salvation
and my eyes will shine as I may see the rotten light
so many questions
not enough answers
so many questions
forever lost chances
the earth trembled
and released the streams of blood
weeping tears and howls of torment
deformed men falling into the mud
puryfing light shines
brighter than a thousand suns
this rotten aura is so dark
this world ends here and now
hear the winds of your fall
hear the winds of your fall
|
||||
5. |
Voidbound
06:37
|
|||
|
The sand of times slip through the fingers
all the dreams scattered by the bitterness
every single word that has not been spoken
means nothing in the vast of eternity
better accept the truth
there is no redemption
only pain without an end
life is an endless journey
through the wormhole
towards the light in the end of the tunnel
but remember that the same brightness
can also consume you
and burn you alive
the final Truth of all things is that there is no final Truth
i fell into the deepest abyss of my mind
now the void consumes my flesh
all the ballance is lost
I can't absorb all the void anymore
i am the true believer of the fallen dreams
and the constellations of agonal screams
I used to design my own grief and solitude
but now I am scattered by never-ending regret
as dreams and nightmares collide
and constellations of the fall shine dark
|
||||
6. |
Gospel Carved in Flesh
12:05
|
|||
|
I have destroyed my own innocence
allowed my flesh to consume my spirit
here I stand among the pillars of madness
where is no dignity left
where is no transgression
only degeneration and regression
lost in perdition
all memories wiped clean
a dimension of pure chaos
created to reach the stars
tore a tunnel in the universe
through the hole in the skull
the gateway to another dimension
this is the end of this grotesque called life
no more useless existence
flowers of worms growing in your eyes
wasted, never reborn again
I carve this gospel in my flesh
the gospel of soul-suicide
revelation of hopeless souls
forever fallen
one of the men made of grief
we are not everything
and we will die
we are not everything
and we will die
i have suffered enough
all is paid
goodbye old friend
and farewell my fellow men
goodbye old friend
and farewell farewell my fellow men
|
||||
Useless Poland
Disgusting and oppressive slab of sick old-school black metal and bridges the gap between Norwegian black metal and the US black metal scene. It is slow and hypnotic, yet cold and depressive at the same time.
Useless recommends:
A Long History of Decay
by Lifeless Gaze
Side-project of Useless members. Life equals zero. The suffering bursts out endlessly.
go to album
More than 120 minutes of bliss, hope, dreams and bright radiant light. The marvelous stream of consciousness. Sonic cinema for those who love to get lost in the sound.
go to album
The Truth Penetrates Your Mouth
by lugola
An assault on your senses, almost physical show of nihilism and hate, a channel for all negative thoughts and emotions without any interest in listener's comfort. The truth is something that hurts.
go to albumIf you like Useless, you may also like:
A Diabolic Thirst
by SPECTRAL WOUND
supported by 10 fans who also own “Downfall”
Late 90's BM worship, but it's also a lil more than that. This album takes the best elements from the scene it's inspired by and mostly avoids the worst of it; the song-writing is well-written, it's performed with passion and fun, and the production is raw but isn't lo-fi. (i.e. it doesn't obfuscate and/or suckass). Tl;dr It's safe but high quality BM. Recommended.
go to album
supported by 10 fans who also own “Downfall”
What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music.
go to album
In advance of their November tour, catch up on the latest shredder from atmospheric black metal band Ghost Bath.
go to album
