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by Laudare

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    d.é.o.m.é. on vinyl! Handmade, decorated with burgundy velvet (for fluffiness), comes with illustrated poetry book.

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Plethora 04:47
"He who has an ear, let him hear" She who as an eye, let her witness I am anxious, full of fear Crying craven to my weakness Trembling, cramping neat but drear I'm sowing thorns, I utter lies seem surely poised, am cowardice However I'm crafting this confusion, you're slaves to my delusion You're my chosen enemy, and I'm your shameful parody Stripped and crude and unadorned Truth is vulnerable scorn There I slander, here confine as lust and lewdness intertwine I am dressed I'm served for you Human dross brought on a plate Go get your forks and knives and sate And Feast, Feast, Feast Hang me on the highest tree, so that every soul could not but see "He who has an ear, let him hear" She who has an eye, let her witness
Nails and Bones Veins and Thrones From Ivory Harsh and Holy Brick on brick From time to space Show me your face Epiphany Gracious empress, restless you keep me here, make me your tool that I may never escape from that labyrinth of yours Fomented by sorrows hollow laughter, that I may never reach to the very heart of certainty Breast-feed me with the inks for your pristine picture, our common chapter dripping veins homesick stains gushing frames I am braving infinity Black hole reign Your Queendom your perfect picture Heaven without stars Black hole benediction Black hole valediction Valediction Benediction Black hole A Heaven without stars
Who is who inside of you If god is dead, what 'bout you Here we shiver, there we scatter Not for worse nor for the better Merely our reason keeps us grounded Dignity and scorn compounded All our motions keen, erratic Our imagery antiqued and static Obsess me! Feel me! Fill me! Fullfil me! Seduce me! Endow me! Defile me! Deliver me! Let my life be more than a collection of photographs blurring the line Let my death be more than a grave full of souvenirs feigning shine That ever flows, and ever grows owes and bestowes "we think in eternity but we move slowly through time" One and another one after the other "Pleasure for the beautiful bodies, pain for the beautiful souls" Let my life be more than a collection of photographs blurring the line Let my death be more than a grave full of souvenirs feigning shine In such life where we are enslaved by what we do not dare to see whereas in death we'll forever be released into what we now try to flee Salute sadness Salute fear Salute my precious Oh death my dear
Revelation of self or translucency all wherefores sink into obscurity this is the beauty my daily bread food for my soul blows to my head
"Rudderless, we drift athwart a tempest, And when once the storm of youth is past, Without lyre, without lute or chorus, Death the silent pilot comes at last And within the grave there is no pleasure, For the blindworm battens on the root, And desire shudders into ashes, And the tree of passion bears no fruit" Lead from a gash in a sense that marred servants of failure the fiercer the frailer however essential I disregard I'm reconciling with distress still a hesitating urge that spills from amidst these insights that I barred that flash back solace worn and charred Spade for spade I am shifting emotions a flustering silence is catching a hold My conscious is countered in this commotion an elusive alignment as your spirit unfolds One last wistful glance it's fading, it's waning Our last woeful dance as I'm tumbling, restraining Or have I fallen already for you?
Pulsating prophets dressed in sound shapen landscapes, liven ground Death talks a voice so hoarse listen to his homily Yet so honest how so dark souls in liability A hushing touch a frozen scream then heavens vicious waters stream Mother thunders birth of bolt a tacit will, descending cold Beyond bogs and groves and seas amidst all these consecrated trees embarassed in bareness implanted in caress Here I surrender here I ease You will find me in the light come find me when the lightning strikes I want So let me Shine
Nadir 06:49
Driven by the winds of grace Her wings of faith struck thunder alike Cutting invisible air into pieces Amidst a sky that was all draped in red and black she shaped a therefore unseen crack for the ever-first sunray to be laid In that one foot that she only got she held a seed that housed the arcane recipe for a whole world yet to come When she was gently touching down it shook the earth straight to it's bone yet there was noone here to frown let alone to doubt nor moan so the seed was planted upon oath as a gift, as a promise of finite growth Right after that first rain did fall to complete the wholeness of giving birth to answer on that humming call that fertile wish of mother earth in that incantatory moment the world's clockhand struck one the conspiracy of health and sickness gree and grudge has there begun Now merely an echo of this moment that our world's clockhand struck one the only salvation of this curse is penance you and I have never done the remedy of loss is prayers you and I have never sung the conspiracy of health and sickness gree and grudge has never gone.


released July 1, 2018

"“d.é.o.m.é.” is a top to bottom onslaught of passionate violent poetry backed by incredible musicianship that really allows the album to become so much more than what I ever expected."

"In fact, I don't really know who the fuck they sound like, as they are most definitely their own entity."

"d.é.o.m.é. is a brilliant and poignant album. With mature poetry, it embellishes its musical purpose, and guides it elegantly to create unorthodox but lyrical compositions that resonate with itself. A sensible, harsh album on which you would only regretfully miss out."

" Laudare from Leipzig, Germany has produced a work of art. Starting off as almost spoken word the album goes through post hardcore, post metal, screamo, hardcore with a dark undertone. Some of the arrangements are reminiscent of prog rock. The lyrics are excellent."

All music and lyrics written by Laudare

Instruments and vocals recorded live at AJZ Leisnig
Additional Instruments, vocals and effects recorded at Tobias Häußler Studios Leipzig
Mixed and Mastered by Tobias Häußler and Laudare

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