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.​.​.​As Shadows in the Night

by Morvidus

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1.
Great empires built, But all empires fall. Great discoveries made, But it is all for naught. For we, humanity, Are but a brief speck; A Lilliputian flash, Upon a pale blue dot. As our existence fades, As our legacy crumbles, We shall return to the dark, From whence we came, And we will be as shadows in the night.
2.
Ozymandias 04:07
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: `My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!' Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away". -Percy Bysshe Shelley (1818)
3.
Walking the silent streets A chill festers in the air Vision begins to blur Clouds descend Temperature drops Every breath Lost in the fog The freezing fog A lamp becomes A glowing orb Dim in the endless haze Shivering I am frozen To the very core Of my being Who am I? A faceless figure One with nothing Lost In the freezing fog
4.
High, upon a hill There stands a lonely tower. Steadfast and strong, Through ages it remains. A relic of a bygone age, Left to rot alone. Stark against the dimming sky; Black, even to the night. A monument? A legacy? A testament? A prophecy? Stood so long against decay, Yet now succumbing to nature's way, This tower, this monolith will fall away. Into the earth, it will crumble and fade. Like all things, be they great or small, This lonely tower, like us all, Will disappear as though it never stood at all. Forgotten, lost, as is our fate, To return unto the earth, to crumble back into dirt. Stood so long against decay, Yet now succumbing to nature's way, This tower, this monolith will fall away.
5.
(Instrumental)
6.
Lost like my faith, The deluded remain, In the ruins of an abbey, That stands alone amongst the oakwood Naked trees tower, Their hideous forms And branching thorns Twisting like serpents. The swirling mists, An ethereal fog, That devours And consumes The living whom remain. Towards the ruin they march, The majestic, crumbling façade. These men, They who cling to that, That which is dead. Lost souls, Searching for meaning, Clouded by belief. Shadows in the mists, Bound by roots, There is no escape, From the cavern of roots, From this oakwood. In this tainted place, This grove of death, Where the gates to an inferno, The entrance to hell, Stands waiting. This wood is no place for man, The darkest corner of nature. A place where evil resides. The men who worship a dead god, He who has forsaken this world, This abbey in the oakwood.
7.
In darkness I lie, Staring at an endless sky. My thoughts transcending this earth, Rising towards the infinite void. I wonder alone, About the stars. The small lights, That brighten the night sky. Yet are so numerous, So large, that, compared to them, We are but a grain of sand to an ocean. I wonder alone, About the silence. The emptiness of these places. Devoid of life, hopelessly barren, More fearsome than death is absence. The absence of anything. Is this what awaits us? Back on this earth, I shiver. I close my eyes, and turn my thoughts away. Nothingness was never meant To be comprehended By any living thing upon this earth.
8.
A Reflection 07:29
I gaze into my own eyes! Pondering my existence Staring into myself Looking at my own soul. Traversing darkest depths Of my inner self I search for a deeper meaning. To make worth of this temporal flame I must give birth to my eternal name. I gaze into my eyes. Suddenly I realize what I truly am; A momentary flame that will soon fade, My light, gone, from, and for, all time. Extinguished, never to burn again. I search for a deeper meaning. I search for the truth. What is the answer? The great question, forever unanswered Pondering my existence Staring into myself Looking at my own soul. I gaze into my own eyes!
9.
There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -William Shakespeare, Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5, Lines 18-28)

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The first Morvidus album, written and recorded between late 2013 and early 2015. The download includes a digital album booklet with artwork and lyrics.

Featuring nine tracks of black metal inspired by the works of Romantic artists such as Johan Christian Dahl, Caspar David Friedrich and Samuel Palmer, as well as literary interpretations of Percy Bysshe Shelley's Ozymandias and William Shakespeare's Macbeth, as well as incorporating elements of classical and folk music, I've aimed to create a unique and different take on black metal, combining visual art, literature and music.

Cover art: Caspar David Frederich -The Evening

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released July 28, 2015

Nathaniel Tye -Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Lyrics (except tracks 2&9), Programming

Izir Atig (IA\SS/MM) -Mixing and Mastering

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Morvidus London, UK

Morvidus is the one man musical project of Nathaniel Tye, which was begun in late 2012.

The music and lyrics are inspired by art and literature, particularly by the Romantic movement.

Morvidus' name comes from a legendary king of Britain as described by Geoffrey of Monmouth in the 'Historia Regum Britanniae' (History of the Kings of Britain).
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