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An Autumn Storm

from The Rime Of Memory by Panopticon

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Dragging an urn full of snow with me on every path I tread.
The stench of decaying memory
and repeating thoughts of dread…
The rot of reminiscence is just like the picking of a scab.
The acid in the vomit bares no resemblance
to the meal that was had.

On pathways storm obscured
Where orange blaze peers through,
The pleasure of a taste of poison
before illness must be endured.
Thumbing through memories of times long passed.
The sweetness long faded, only bitterness will last.

“Kalde tårer faller ned fra himmelen en vinternatt.
de skjaerer inn i bevisstheten som glasskår
sårene vil alltid forbli åpne med den smertefulle sannheten

at vårt bilde av paradis er knust.”
(Poem written and performed by Patrick Næss)


These memories thought immortalized,
melt into disfigured visages of the truth.
The mad prophet’s scripture forever lacking proof.
The ever changing world unsure of all we’ll lose.
The autumn snow brings no solace in a world
we know is doomed.

Nothing cold can stay.
In the world of rot and decay.
The end times underway.
Nothing cold can stay.

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from The Rime Of Memory, released November 29, 2023

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