It’s winter again and the nature forces
stages its vastness
And new worlds show up themselves
through the Universe
And liars spread ruffian politics
for some vinténs
Then all of us will roam to far away
from our origin
In the Pale Black Dot
The mission is only understood
for those who knows the Morpheus
When we set free from cocoon of darkness
of the illusion
Masters predestined to reprogram
their biological machines
Breaking down paradigms
in a numb Humanity
In the Pale Black Dot
Humanity killing themselves,
To believe in the strange god,
When should be killing this malefic virus,
To make the rise the superman… into… you…
Human machine is contaminated,
To make its truly, this animalization,
Their program is infected by the alien virus,
To sabotage the project of the Human…
in the Earth…
Enchanter thinks that he can hypnotize
the serpent with his flute tone
It’s the serpent that hypnotize the human
with his prayers tunes
Speeching and praising millions
of his faithful spectors
Sleeping the sleep of the damned
to spiritual gangrene
In the Pale Black Dot
The project of singer and multi-instrumentalist Marz Rieste explores dark fantasy themes through menacing, doomy black metal.
Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2024