The official music video for Morost - Devour Thine Light
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Guest musician:
Andrej Vernik - Saxophone
Crew:
Grega Stamenovič - Director of Photography/Director/Edit
Kata Jurov - Camera Assistant
David Bordon - Camera Assistant
Special thanks for the filming location:
Pokrajinski muzej Ptuj//Ptuj Castle crew: pmpo.si/
Recorded at Studio Ork by Žiga Rezar
Mixed and edited by Žiga Rezar
Mastered by Mika Jussila, Finnvox
LYRICS:
Devour Thine Light
Just as death illuminates one's senses
For feeling rather than observing
I found that death is our purpose
Or rather the lack of death
Blurs our purpose
Existence obscured by lack of purpose
Emotional maze inside my useless mind
Primal fears postponing death
Restricting my urge to die
The lack of purpose deforms my sight
Needless emotions trapped inside my useless mind
Their fictional ethics I’m banned to deny
Restricting my primal urge to die
Abismal agony
Their prescribed beliefs
Abysmal labor
Their prescribed life
Why do they force me to wait for my end
I am ashamed you got out
Uncivil but righteous still
You were not weak, guilty of felo de se
I am ashamed, corrupted by faith
I am weak
With fear of death, though I hate myself
With dread of dying in vain, though I have no place in life
Foretaste of my end seems as pointless as my existence
Suicide can't save me now
Social corrosion affecting my subconsciousness
Majority's truth silenced my inquisitive mind
I was bred to live by adapting to a collective guide
I should be fit to compromise with the civil form... I should
Happiness most useless feeling of them all
Shaping perfection thus forcing The Action on hold
These cherished feelings postponing my death
Banning my prime urge to die
Wasted time once called love
Needles emotions obliged to reproduce
This union of trust restricting my hatred
Restricting my prime urge to die
Life is overrated
Still I struggle
Life is overrated
But I struggle still
At least one more day
At least another breath
One more sorrow and another cold night
At least another and one more
But is there more
Only to survive
At least one more moon
At least one more childish game
One lie, one seed with another random mate
At least another and one more…
Until I am through
Until I am free to leave
But will I be free
Is there more
Wake up king of the swamp
Stun my perception with apathy
May I be selfish?
Guide me, fictional lord
Sculpture my decay
Make of me your will
Make me
Into a tree
With no name
Unmarked
Be my ground
The forest owns my home
No heartbeat, no thoughts
Let me just
Grow and prosper
No color, no sound
Let me just
Prosper into death
Grow and prosper into death
No one can prevent my death
Sulaphmegdul I will call you god
I’ll do what I must
To earn my death
Sulaphmegdul I will grow
I will kill to feed
Sulaphmegdul I will breed
All for your need
Transmogrify my human form
Just to stay alive, just to be numb
Transmogrify my human form
Just to stay alive, just to be numb
White angels I traded for my god
All moral ethics I left behind
Adapted to the most primitive life
Restricted still my urge for suicide
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