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We Are But Ankle Deep Yet​.​.​.

by Torkage

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Come one, come all, to assemble and to grieve, The rusting and decaying of the temple! Where once was green, now does poison flow, And a great and terrible churning can be heard Below… The bones of ancient dragons, unearthed in desecration, Drive me onwards to my final destination! We blot out the twilight sky with our false light, For we fear the gods that howl in fury and might, In the night… They hunger! For we are one with the moon and with the earth, To live and die eternal before the serpent! Until the day its scything tail coils free into the world, Ouroboros! Breathe free and devour all! And so do we pass from green to black, From life to death, there is no way back! For the fires of Chaos will scorch this rusted world, Left stricken, barren, and lifeless by our pride! Today we feast, tonight we sleep, Placing the child upon the altar! The blade in hand, our eyes are wide open! We choose to kill the light!
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Weathered and battered by winds, Roaring ‘cross fathomless plains, Beyond the horizon, the world burns red! Traveler hailing from far, Searching for the distant past, Home waits to welcome you, beyond trials of earth, storm and fire! Ready the hearse, Say your goodbyes! Oceans of thorns await! Well-worn and fraught is the path! Many have walked it before you! Haunted by ghosts of the doubtful, Strewn with the skulls of the lost! You must now take the first step, Into depths of death! Leave the illusions of reality behind, The sun dies overhead! With a heart hardened tenfold, By a life ecstatically lived, You have naught to lose now, Invoke the spirits to guide you! Memories shine in the twilight sky... They go out one by one as the angel I loved flies... The shoreline meets my phantom gaze, As I hark to the sound of distant waves! I walk the many paths that lead from womb to tomb, At the end of all illusions, I am willingly consumed! The veil of life is burnt away, and I behold an endless sea, Stretching out into the black horizon that beckons me! For the black flame of my soul burns bright to guide my lonely voyage, A pilgrimage eternal into Chaos, wild and free! Ye wolves and witches, ye warrior souls, come revel in the war of life, For pariahs are granted the blessings of eternal unlight! Now raise the banner and mark the hour, ye children of the night! We ride now to the Reaper’s realm, bearing scalps from our fight! The path is long, the deserts vast, make haste now, We are burning moonlight!
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Supra astra; subter ignem; In tenebris; sine lux; Templum mortis inundans; Andentes spiritus volant nocturno! Where they fall as leaves on the earth, Remnants of life, prison of the world! Soaked in darkness, immateria, Froth of Styx, brine of night! Near the shoreline, silent in grief, From the distance, gnashing of teeth, Crawling forth, the frigid black depths, We are but ankle deep yet… Moonlight paling, starlight dimming, Chiming death knell of the world! Horizon burning, swords clashing, Breaking the chain, cosmos carcerem ! Curtains and veils, abominable light! Crossing my eye, inverted eye! Grant to me, from tyranny, Thy spear to wield! Dragon mother, almighty spiritrix! Hear my words, as yet hollow! Behold as I live to spite the stars! Witness my black fire that scorches His foes! Ama Lilith, queen of night! Virgin, Mother, Whore, and Crone! Mistress to the Fallen beneath the sea, Usher forth the end of all time! Grinding, gnashing, ripping, tearing, Grasping, clawing, crawling, coming, Coiling, hissing, scything, striking, Mortal embracer, infernal lord! LILITH! ASTAROTH! LEVIATHAN! LUCIFER! Rise from rot, swarming flies! Pierce the sea, mighty wyrm! Bring the fire, fallen conqueror! Shatter the sky, frozen peak! Ring the bell, ye grieving lambs! Bow before the all-reaping god! Die in vain, thy soul is forfeit! Cometh the end, Aeon Extermina!

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TORKAGE's very first release, 'WE ARE BUT ANKLE DEEP YET...', is about sorrow, grief, and the ever-present feeling of homesickness of those who have seen what lies Beyond.

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released May 22, 2023

O - vocals, guitar & bass, production
Jonathan Salisbury - drums
Jacques Owen - tape machine
Cassandra Harding - photography

Cover artwork - 'Fishermen at Sea', J.M.W Turner

Produced at Infirmary Records

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