A Call To Arms

by Vox Malorum

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Solo black metal from Lexington, KY, USA.
Vocals recorded under a full moon where the river runs red. Revealed to the collective consciousness VII.IV.MMXVII.

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released July 4, 2017

Shinigami - Vox, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Keys, Recording, Art

This is a call to arms!

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Vox Malorum Lexington, Kentucky

Solo black metal from Lexington, KY, USA.

All music written, performed, and recorded by Shinigami ... for now. This is a call to arms!

Find Vox Malorum on Facebook or email: voxmalorumband@gmail.com

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Track Name: The Beginning Ov The End
In darkness, I illuminate. Now descending through the astral plane. This silver thread is guidance from a journey ov enlightenment. Glimpsing the sphere, glowing and covered in shimmering lines extending to others. My body within, tainted by morbid intent and transformed with the head ov a serpent. My eyes slowly open. The inner beast has been awoken. Death begets only death. The mortal circle ov pain is endless. Poisoned by empathy, ripe with confusion, they're spreading their filth as my hatred ov humans devours my heart, yearning for violent extinction ov all as She bathes in the silence. Deny their insanity. I turn my back on humanity. I have seen enough. Now I need to go to the gods above and the gods below.
Track Name: Summoning The Black Winds
Three days journey in the snow, climb up the mountain. High above, in the clouds, it is hidden. An altar fashioned out ov stone by the ancients. I am seeking that which is forbidden. Summoning the black winds. Possessing flesh and bone. Giving voice to darkness. Returning to the throne. Such clarity ov mind as the mighty gale burst forth from my lungs. All my hindrances replaced with perspective my rebirth has begun. Summoning the black winds. Possessing flesh and bone. Giving voice to darkness. Returning to my throne. Summoning the black winds. Speaking through my tongue. Summoning the black winds. The voice ov evil comes.
Track Name: A Call To Arms
This is a call to arms. We've readied the horses. Sharpened the swords. Through cover ov nightfall we're riding to war. The journey is quiet. Teeth fully clenched. Nothing is loud as the aura surrounding these men. Riding to dawn, we will finally have our revenge. Flashes ov men bearing crosses and swords at their side, bathed in blood of the pagans unwilling to change for a lie. Our families' homes set ablaze in the name ov the christ. On the graves ov the fallen, I swear they will pay for their crimes. This is a call to arms. Approaching at first light. The sun rises slow. Announcing our silent arrival with omens in tow. When they look to the heavens, a sky painted red. I give one final thought to the ones that they sent to their death. I won't be sated til all ov their blood has been shed. Flashes ov steel burning cold in the dead of the night, contrasting the heat from the flames as they lit up the sky. It was then that we all understood the true sacrifice. Not the blood ov the lamb, but the blood ov our whole way of life. This is a call to arms.
Track Name: Gaia's Disease, Humanity
Spreading like a virus undeterred. Unaware ov the damage as the skies are burning. O, the cancer ov the world. And we are the cure. Patience has ceased. Misanthropy feeds on the thoughts ov deities across the ages. Gaia's disease, humanity reeks. Decomposing mentally, we should erase them. Human existence is a plague. We've long dreamed of extermination. Seeing their expressions ov pain as they beg to be saved. Chaos is king. Destroyer ov the weak. They can die with their beliefs, it doesn't faze us. Gaia's disease, humanity reeks. Decomposing mentally, we should erase them. Famine and pestilence for all ov the petulant mortals whose life is spent ignoring the truth. Whispers from shadows encourage the cattle to fight holy battles. Need only influence a few. Let's put their faith to good use. We'll show you just what they can do. Patience has ceased. Misanthropy feeds on the thoughts of deities across the ages. Gaia's disease, humanity reeks. Decomposing mentally, we should erase them.