Mother Destruction

by Empty Chalice

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EMPTY CHALICE "MOTHER DESTRUCTION" [TSR 105]
Mother Destruction is born without title during the winter of 2017, on the emotional wave of the previous "Emerging is Submerging".
The first samples and ideas are born during december 2017. It was also attended by a person who "no longer exists" and which is not
mentioned in any passage.
This album is dedicated to those who have lost their way and who with sacrifice and scars, are retracing the path of the oldest fairytale: returning home.
This album is featuring:
Rare Form,
Peter Verwimp (Ashtoreth),
Kurgan Hors.

Voice on "Treblinka's Snow" by Thyme Nord (Rare Form).

::TRACKLIST::

UNHOLY LIGHT
TREBLINKA'S SNOW
REST IN PAIN
QUA RESURGET EX FAVILLA
MOTHER DESTRUCTION

Cover artwork, insert and artistic concept by Antonine A. and Omega Kunst Artwork.
Composed between end of 2017 and summer 2018 at the Bunker Studio (IT).
Produced and distribuited by Toten Schwan Records, limited edition digipack 100 copies, march 2019.

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released March 26, 2019

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Empty Chalice Italy

Empty Chalice is the project of the noisemaker Antonine A.
Creator of obscure music, artist and whorshipper of the darkest and deepest profile of the things in life.
Living in a dream of shadow of smoke

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Track Name: Treblinka's Snow
Treblinka’s Snow

Lyrics by Antonine A. (2016)
Words by Thyme Nord (2018)


Treblinka, Treblinka

The long road we have not choose
The long road that we have gone
Suffering, weeping... Dying.

And Treblinka was so shine
On days of gates, opened
And our eyes, silent, alone.

Whispers at the wind of doom
Beyond the forgotten realms
Looking in your inner self
You realize, the truth
And wash in a river, (and shine)
And Shine in the sun.

If I had all the shadows light
That shines inside the Sun
If I had the reveries that took me through the ages.

I still would be in the chains...
In the chains of forms
Open the doors to the worlds of existence

“Which are the ways of the life of man so low and wicked, that he does not recognize his own existence, except in the face of evil, to create more evil.
The epitaph written in the night of the times, for an eternal sleep”

But now there are no stars, under the Treblinka's Snow.

Abyssus Abyssum Invocat!

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