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Nihilisthropist

by Nihilisthröpist

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Blood fell on his head to fill a wooden chalice: suspended on a rope, thorns on his gruesome body. His fluids fill the trees tolet the Witches sing. Under the blood red moon, tears fall on the moor... Whores of Satan dannce, their Preacher falls in trance. I Am The Horned King, Evil is my Name. I Am The Force Of The Ouija, Hell is within myself. Let these victims knee, that's the last thing they'll see: let their innocent child be a prey of sacrifice. Play my wicked games, you'll be my revenge. I was buried here, you're trapped into my wings. Swallow this stone, you're the Chosen One. I Am The Horned Master, EVIL is my Name. I Am the Wings of Black Magic, my Force will never let you be free.
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Buried in winds of silence, where you can't feel any sound. Living among the dust, through spirits eternally condemned. No sense of justice, among these caves of emptiness. Places without feeling, where, day after day, you die inside.... Sorrow within my veins, Endless rivers of pain. I can't find any comfort inside the embrace of God... I refuse to touch his hand, my soul remains so cold.... Bury me alive, demonize me in death, I belong where the winds feel the cold graves. Let me live the ritual of eternal flames, to burn this Christian faith and his senseless slaves.... A ravenous indifference is feeding my spirit.... My mind is doing tricks to avoid this fall into the void. I hate this nature of being a mental slave.... I scream to the sky because this life is a lie... From now on I can't feel any fear, every emotion has disappeared. I can't find any comfort inside the human race... I refuse to be one of them, I refuse this useless World.... Bury me alive, demonize me in death, I belong where the winds feel the cold graves. Let me live the ritual of eternal flames, to burn this Christian faith and his senseless slaves.... Bury me alive, demonize me in death, I belong where the winds feel the cold graves. Let me live the ritual of eternal flames, to burn this Christian faith and his senseless grave. Without slaves, God is less than flesh!
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Reach me in deep with no rejections, all that you'll see are just reflections of the monster in me, my dark desires: not so innocent victims in fire... The dark side of myself is the dark side of the world.... Bodies under the basements of my thoughts, ravenous screams condemned to perish. A psychic prison where no one can hear them: buried alive but dead when they were in life. This is our new Sodom, forged by my vicious demons. This is where I play my sins, and any God will burn in their wings. All your prayers are just scum, they will vanish in my dark thoughts. Under my control, I can read your mind: visions of blood now are feeding my knives. I'm moving my blades to shape my dark signs: your wounds emanate symbols of dark light. Your screams are a sweet symphony of sickness: you reached me in deep, your thoughts are lifeless. Your body is trash chained in my brain: it's feeding my emotions, it's feeding my pain. This is our new Sodom, forged by my vicious demons. This is where I play my sins, and any God will burn in their wings. All your prayers are just scum, they will vanish in my dark thoughts. There's no judgement in this place, this conception will never end. My brain is cutting the flesh of the undead, my dreams are turned into your nightmares. You reached a place where no one survived, where every day you must fight to see your ashes alive.
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Shaped by all sorrows, buried into dust. No sense of tomorrow, condemned to rust. A misanthropic mind with no values to believe in, an abandoned breed under a ravaging disease. Burying all my emotions, my essence is nihilist. I was born just to destroy, to feed my misanthropy. The bloodline of The Fallen is running through my veins, I am the refused angel, so I preach and spread enmity. Walking through the flames, screaming into a silence. My fate preaches destruction, my existence is unsafe. Cruel visions of a morbid sanctuary, where all the rules are crushed and all life is deceased. Coldness is feeding my storms, my rage feeds their winds. This mind has no place for God, my hearts beats for The Beast. The bloodline of The Fallen is running through my veins, I am the refused angel, prey of my own malignity.

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"Nihilisthröpist" is the self-titled debut EP of Nihilisthröpist, a Death/Black Metal solo project of Geddon, already mastermind of Hörnhammer.
This first EP features four songs originally composed & recorded between August and October 2020, in the room used by Geddon as his personal home studio.
These songs were originally planned to be part fo a future Hörnhammer album, but they sounded too 'Death Metal' for the direction of that project...but they also sounded good, so a new project was born.
Drums are programmed as they were played by a real human being, with a lot of imprecisions. The 'dusty', raw sound is a wanted effect, typical of the early demos and self-produced albums of the late '80s and first '90s.
For the immediate future I'm planning to do a physical release for that (or, at least, I hope): in the meanwhile, enjoy these skull crushing songs!
Precaution: LISTEN AT MAXIMUM VOLUME!
Geddon

GEAR USED:
T-Bone Microphone M85 Beta
Ibanez RGA42BK (1st series, for all rhythm guitars and solos)
Ibanez CMM3 (for solos)
Dean Spire Bass 4

The cover is a personal reinterpretation/modification of "To All That Matters" by HH Design, brother in blood and one of my favourite artists around today.

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NOTE: the effective title of the EP must be written as "Nihilisthröpist" (with the umlaut). The only reason why you see the EP marked with the standard o is because of Bandcamp: if I write the title with the umlaut letter, Bandcamp creates a link with a dash on it for the album (instead of the classic o) so that's why here you read "Nihilisthropist".
The same thing can be applied also for the title-track.

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released December 15, 2020

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Nihilisthröpist Italy

Blackened Death Metal project driven by Geddon, initially started as a side-project to his main project Hörnhammer, and then fused into a single beast.
At the actual state, Nihilisthröpist represents the evolution of Hörnhammer.

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