1. |
Needles
05:51
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Why do they live?
Should they be dead?
Perhaps I should slice them
From feet up to head
Wander in dusk’s sullen darkness
Pale light, dead night
Carry on in spite of weakness
Starving for my children
Wander in polluted starkness
Pale light, dead night
Carry on in spite my distress
Wander in my unhappiness
Pale white, dead plight
Carry on in spite of faintness
Dying for my children
Wander as I bleed from frailness
Pale white, dead plight
Carry on in spite my madness
Would it be better were they dead?
Dead
Wheels spin my thread
Deep in my thoughts imagine them dead
Needles prick my skin
Deep in my thoughts constraint growing thin
Stark, my face
Stark my face
Like insects into my skin
Needles like insects into my skin
Piercing like insects into my skin
Needles, insects, into my skin, piercing into my, skin, needles into my skin, needles right through me
As I drag homeward from whence I’ve sewn
Something dark, restless, turns me to stone
As I gaze downward upon their life
Watch as they cower before my knife
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2. |
Blackened Violet
04:44
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Ruined past all reason, soaked in blood so frozen
Cold my touch, cold my love, beaten, I’m so frozen
Covered by the evening in black bruises so frozen
Cold my touch, cold my love, broken, I’m so frozen
All of this anguish, leaves me hopelessly
Cold
Morbid complacence, draping in frigid
Blood
Tattered my clothing, hanging so loose on
Cold veins
Raking my fingers, coating the walls with
My blood
To accept hatred, leaves me embracing
My cold veins
Languishing lonely, violet and blackened
Blood like ice
Fragile and bitter, splintering frost in
My cold veins
Wed to a dark beast, and his mere stare makes
My blood like ice
Oh, it’s so confusing
While he’s abusing
Take out my blood
Embalm me with ice
Take out my soul
These bruises suffice
To make me feel
So cold
He’ll steal my will
So cold
To make me feel
So cold
His love is real
So cold
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3. |
The Foundling
07:44
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My life
My life
Is such an empty way
Without love
I’m such an empty girl
Without love
It’s such an empty path
Without love
In such an empty world
Without love
My heart
Is such a soulless urn
Full of woe
I’m such a soulless girl
Full of woe
It’s such a soulless path
Full of woe
In such a soulless world
Full of woe
My pain
Is such an endless way
Without love
I’m such an endless girl
Without love
It’s such an endless path
Without love
In such an endless world
Without love
Success my beacon urges me forward
But then, black cancer consumes me inward
As calm corruption beckons me skyward
I die a failure my body rots earthward
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4. |
From Grave to Cradle
06:22
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My child, has passed too early
From disease, creeping within her body
This bloated shell, is my lifeless fledging
Its frozen stare pierces my being
Laid upon the bed where she breathed life
As I came to her silently at night
Tears upon her grave covered with moss
Nothing can comfort such loss
A blackness has come to take me
A blackness on my thoughts and on my flesh
A blackness waiting for you all
All for naught, for we are all soon lost to time
My sleeping angel
A spoiled corpse
I am alone
I am abandoned
Return black angels, bring her to me, return, black angels, bring her, return, return, return, black angels return, bring her to me, return, black angels, bring her, return her to me, return, return, black angels return
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5. |
Salamander
06:32
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Crawling
Black mud clings to my face
Sticking along my limbs
Bile flows in the bog
Stinking from their dark lust
Black mud below me
Black mud within me
Crawling (gurgling, stretch)
My legs grip the earth
Fingers digging through the grit
As tongues taste my flesh
Black mud
My eyes stare in fog
Pupils scanning through the mist
As lips kiss my flesh
Black mud
I’ve become earth, water, amphibious… (low, stretch)
Crawling (gurgling, stretch)
Body in the muck
Pureness torn and bled in grime
As teeth bite my flesh
Black mud
Maiden far from home
Beauty taken from my heart
As blood coats my flesh
Black mud
Taken, broken, forsaken, they… (stretch)
Forced me, faced me, into sin (x12 increase in force until end, stretch last)
Hunt them down
Burn their homes
Kill their kin
Tongue their bones
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6. |
Her Unbearing Abyss
07:27
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Cherished void, empty
Shedding blood, empty
Clench my eyes, empty
Mourn my worth, empty
My being’s craving life but I’m not woman
When I behold all of their pride I am not whole woman
All my days my desire to become woman
But a frame sick, barren, deplete shall never be woman
Drained, empty material, hollow
Drained, barely ethereal, hollow
Drained, grimly malarial, hollow
Drained, fluid funereal, hollow
Withered, withered, withered
Withered
All through life plead for life, seeking life, empty
Waited so long, languished so long, worthless so long, empty
Reek with death, flow with death, ache with death, empty
Life so meager, hope so meager, love so meager, empty
Bleeding life
Blood into bones
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7. |
Beauty's Martyr
07:25
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Staring through my window
Contemplating decline
In this empty prison
As I beg for release
Translucent turns my flesh
Draped in threads and jewelry
Though my flower’s wilted
And I’m without my pride
Sadness reigns
Won’t you take me away from here
Taking out a rope so taught
Haggard blue
Melting rouge
Can’t you take me away from here
Pulling tight, taught
Running red
Fading light
As I go far away from here
Hanging limp, my tears run soft
In yellow pools
Beware of my plummeting soul
As much as they tried, I lost all control
The…rope…tight…I have failed me…
As much as they plead I took out a rope a placed it right over my throat
Digging, deep in my flesh, further and soon I shall go
Gold jewels and dresses
Clear tears like gems
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