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Staring Into The Void

by PETIT NUAGE NOIR

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KingGorthaur Us in Black Metal Zine enjoyed this album, you can read our review and find our rating of it on the link:

blackmetalzine.com/review-petit-nuage-noir-staring-into-the-void/ Favorite track: Mediocre.
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CUBA Thomas- BlackDeathArt®️ This album is incredible, from Α το Ω . I was fortunate enough to chance on it in the music feed from those I follow, namely, MJ and YomaBarr! Thank you guys, you both have exquisite taste in music and I’ve never been led astray by your recommendations and your fine grasp of the nuances of music,you guys fucking rule!! HAILZ🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘@MJ, Thank you so much brother!! Very kind of you 😊 @@YomaBarr, Aren’t Moloch Letalis sickening?! They just know how to bring the hate!
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bmurator Polish Black Metal. I love the energy here! The sincerity & the punch they deliver is almost overwhelming! Love how the guitars are given such prominence! All comments here spot on & these guys really kick! Highly recommended!!!
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1.
Here the silence rings like crystal. These are lands of eternal winter Black birds will carry you to this distance. Here everything is ruled by age-old sadness. How mysterious these lands are. Mysterious and boundless. The creaking of the icy branches of the dark forest. Moaning, howling of a blizzard. And again peace and soundlessness. The snow-white cover shines. It dazzles with its beauty. The land of winter - the white shroud does not melt. Reflections of fading stars. They burn with mournful fire in the heights. Children of cold ice floes. Ancestors of hoary times. Time of light snowflakes Replaces the blizzard. They spin and fall to sleep. Like fallen humans Find your peace. To quietly close your eyes.
2.
Silence and reigning death Lonely and unshakable In a black robe Unbreakable and calm Quiet ringing from other worlds Peace and decay Together and calm Time passes Grapes of blood are falling Like gray leaves To disappear In the night fall Winter is just taking into Cold embrace all that exists Frost sparkles on the fragments of life So easy In storms of doubt and anxiety Lonely tramp The snow creaks faintly Are you dead? Oblivion and sadness Old cemetery Tombstones in the snow Stop and read the epitaphs Silence and reigning death Lonely and unshakable In a black robe Unbreakable and calm Quiet ringing from other worlds Peace and decay And the alluring distance Like a dream passing away Leaving into something else Strange and unearthly Don't forget - bow down To these dead flowers at the graves Mortal is here He who lived died There is nothing but eternal death And eternal flame You are dead but you exist In living memory Those going to these fires Singing their songs Bearing their words Just walking
3.
In the melting silence Killed on the battlefield Screwed or crapped The dead have no shame No more earthly life There are no shackles - there is Death Does the tear of a murdered man mean anything? Hordes of flies swarm Over dead bodies Drinking blood They get in your eyes An armada of flies is omnipresent Children of another dark world What do they care about your war? What do they care about Christ and Satan? They are strangers They had your religion In a perverted form They are hungry Their wings flutter The flies are fed up and now Weaving their own patterns Eclipsing the purple sky They swarm and howl There's a swarm of flies above your head There's a swarm of flies inside you You can't scream, Your mouth is filled with flies Screwed or crapped, The dead have no shame
4.
Mediocre 04:42
I dream at night It's strange isn't it? Sullen faces mutter their spells in the silence. But I'm not a fool - I know these curses. From the very abyss of evil They curse everyone Both dead and alive They don't care who you are Crystal faces Dead eyes are night moths. Am I really dreaming about this? Tears-tar-alarming drops!!! In the morning the dawn will open my eyes But I was fine In my dark room. What for is this morning? For others, a new day is a new repentance. Repent? But why ? On my chest the cross is upside down. Again oblivion and a long night Tree branches are climbing into the windows They want to wake me up Nonsense How can you wake up neither the living nor the dead? All your fears are you yourself Don't trust in the gods Overall they don't care about you. If you fall asleep, go to sleep It doesn't matter where or why It doesn't matter day or night Get up! For what? You will understand it yourself
5.
Black flaps curl, a deep hole gapes Darkness is calling, darkness is my mother Part of suffering, part of oblivion, Sorrows of indignation, hopelessly calling Losing everything I managed to save inside myself I'm getting stronger, I see you You are silent but I see you Bringing the destruction of illusions The air is poisoned by people False skies bring in the fog Who will reach the last line He will be met with blind deception Bringing smoke and ash I look at you with a melting gaze Darkness is subject To you and only you Don't hope, leave hope Don't call and don't cry Do not trust anyone Time is a killer I'm walking blind With all my might To find out the treachery of fate Only your face And the light of a lonely star Doesn't let me fall Because I know that I am your son And now I'm shrouded in smoke Disfigured by melancholy Eyes see nothing but I can't give up I'm part of your world Breath of your lands Not calm, but yours Ashes flying into the abyss In the faded outline Everything around is falling apart Don't hope, leave hope Don't call and don't cry Do not trust anyone Time is a killer
6.
Restless 04:50
No my life, no my death Silence rings like glass Breaking into hundreds of mirrors each of them has a part of us Quiet, dear voice Will spin everything and deceive Will drive you off the road Will take you along And now you stand alone Among the ice blocks Looking inside the frozen ground With hundred eyes of maddened fish. Along a barely visible path Where no one ever won't follow you Wandering not knowing where The branches of the forest creak He's cold and restless You can't look anymore The eyes of dead fish were pecked out by a raven. Non-existence condemns to birth Birth condemns to death A moment to long suffering Death to expulsion from life In confusion I renounce existence I renounce non-existence I am everything! And I am Nothing! In the storms of time I am ashes. Quiet, dear voice Everything will spin and deceive Will drive you off the road Will take you along
7.
Night murmurs of witches Already distorted my disturbing dream Hair braided into knots Yes, they whisper - it’s him. They leaned over me And mutter their spells They call you to the afterlife Troubled One of the witches howled Like an icy wind Servants of Satan Warriors with Christianity Someone was rushing around the room Disturbing the peace of burning candles My eyelids are heavy But I see how they leaned over me. Their gray hairs wrapped around my face. I hear a song From the very depths of the first birth I'm not scared Their mumbling and witchcraft Arches my body And now I'm flying through the walls into the darkness The room is full of insects Silence and muttering Reality and half-dream Cold hands are squeezing me In an emprace Flash And now I see the light! Light of witchcraft fires! Dead glare and flocks of owls Come to us they sing Come to us they howl Come to your abode they mutter Morning is just a memory Distant, unsteady I hear a song From the very depths of the first birth I'm not scared Their mumbling and witchcraft Arches my body One of the witches With eyes bigger than the moon Floats towards me She whispers to me - sleep until the morning - Son of gray times
8.
Go to church And pray for forgiveness Forgetting - self-forgetfulness is your priority Hypocritical priests will see your fear They will rejoice and shout Another sheep caught in their net What could be better? Repent. It’s not clear why Get down on your knees Call upon their mercy Their lips are stretched into a smile Greedy blood flows from their mouths They will come up with hundreds of new sins of yours Which you didn't do For their pleasure, laughter and joy The hands of Christ are pierced The blood of these hands will bring them new profit And so you bring them money To become sinless The purest to soar in the skies In Christ's bosom that's what they promised you After their sermon You're going to steal again Knowing that they will let you go again Call upon their mercy Their lips are stretched into a smile Greedy blood flows from their mouths They will come up with hundreds of new sins of yours Which you didn't do For their pleasure, laughter and joy Soar in the clouds like angels... You're glad... you're clean... It’s so convenient for both them and you You're happy, they're full You are still full, they fed you scraps. The remains of their food are your grace Well-fed pigs - sins forgiven There are millions like you... Tearing scraps from the priests' table with their teeth Feel my contempt
9.
No moon, no planets, no stars From memories - distant Black skies Hidden behind a veil of despair In spite of time In defiance of God With a thin line Cutting look into the void No light no darkness no wind no birds Stone gaze In defiance In defiance In defiance Years, centuries, moments There is no emptiness itself The Creator is not perfect Creator is the greatest evil Repentance self-deception Don't be sorry, don't believe, don't cry When the unknown appears Go there again No light no darkness no wind no birds Stone gaze In defiance In defiance In defiance And don't look back at those traces The feeling is lost in the grayness Fear of eternity is felt Lost souls, eternal pain

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The flame of ritual bonfires under the crimson sky will never go out for those who have found their way.
There is nothing other than Black Metal.
In oblivion, in eternity, in the grave and in heaven.
Satanism as a personal choice of those born in darkness and going into darkness.
A path without compromise and burnout.
Only flame, only fortitude, only Black Metal.

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released February 17, 2024

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