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Pulse of Nebulae

by Pulse of Nebulae

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1.
Wolf's breath is all I could smell. Moonlit forest turning crimson red. Hunting pack moving in to feed the hidden corpse which was me. Another failure, another time kept back from cosmic euphoria. The reasons coming back never change, find answers to unlock me from this cage. Through the clouds I have been seen. Purpose condemning me as a fiend. Eagles swooping in, cannot hide. Courage convinces to fight. Vision seems to blur, attempted comprehension, this moment could be ours to rest among the stars. Another failure, another time kept back from cosmic euphoria. The reasons coming back never change, find answers to unlock me from this cage. This hell has kept me here for too long, I must find a way to overcome. My dreams held captive, accepting false redemption, an unceasing cycle reducing to denial. Another failure, another time kept back from cosmic euphoria. The reasons coming back never change, find answers to unlock me from this cage.
2.
A great flame falling from the sky. What do you offer from the realm up high? A warrior does not worry about what he can't control, EMBRACE THE FALL. Does it bring death or pain, or will it rip my soul apart dissecting, mutating, degrading and transforming me into what I won't recognize again? Savage eyes shedding tears of mercy dripping onto the blood on your sword. The poison in my veins tells me to pray to the god of the horizon. I look into the sky as the trees stand idly by. Clenching up as the current flows. My fight isn't over, my zeal it grows. The sky has presented me with a prize that would make us whole, HEARING THE CALL. Disowned and cast away, I hunt alone as the battle's ruthlessly, fruitlessly, brutally and ruefully raging keeping our united path delayed. Savage eyes shedding tears of mercy dripping onto the blood on your sword. The poison in my veins tells me to pray to the god of the horizon. I look into the sky as the trees stand idly by. Captured by the mountain I see my destiny. A needle in my neck and flesh between my teeth. Unrecognizable my brain turns into mud. I pray the mountain will fall, BLOOD MUST HAVE BLOOD. Stalking in the dark my hunt nears its end. Caught off guard I brace as my demons ascend. Pushing them aside the needle finds its hole. The mountain lost its soul. The poison in my veins tells me to pray to the god of the horizon. I look into the sky as the trees stand idly by.
3.
Ripples form the waves that topples and crushes us down. Ripples formed by tears dropped from a mother's frown. Not easily recognized, this frown will still be seen. It's I who gave you life, the mother you'll learn to fear. Endless years of flame burning fierce and long, this fire will be fed by the world you have bred return where you belong. Blood red sky a sign I have already won, this final attempt to establish myself. Triumph of the sun. Hell released on earth burning all to the ground. Hell released by me, screams are the only sound. Death's grip my only tool, my efforts depleting me. The embers start to cool, of this life I am free. Endless years of flame burning fierce and long, this fire will be fed by the world you have bred return where you belong. Blood red sky a sign I have already won, this final attempt to establish myself. Triumph of the sun. This mother embraced them with death. now our fate will be the same. An extinguished flame feeding all others and onto others we shall meet again. Endless years of flame burning fierce and long, this fire will be fed by the world you have bred return where you belong. Blood red sky a sign I have already won, this final attempt to establish myself. Triumph of the sun.
4.
Closed eyes cannot see undertakers in the green. Blind witnesses, sole spectators. Shovels of bone pointing to the sky, clouds shed their tears. Nature in mourning, procession ongoing, all gripped in fear. Sighing with the breeze, candles flicker with unease. Exhausted and withering land. Shovels of bone pointing to the sky, clouds shed their tears. Nature in mourning, procession ongoing, all gripped in fear. Sinking through the dirt, destruction leading to birth. Swallowed into me creating an immortal earth. Shovels of bone pointing to the sky, clouds shed their tears. Nature in mourning, procession ongoing, all gripped in fear.
5.
Cold 06:57
Searching for a way to steal the sky. Fingers are numb but to you I will fly. Those rays of fire outmatched by none. Winter, bring me the sun. Clouds envelope and blind me. Infinite light I'm to blind to see, give me my sight for I long to be free. Mad with despair trapping hope in a cage. Beaten, robbed of my rage. Halo of darkness, like ghosts in a dream. Luminance fading, shadows creep up to me. An old ritual seizing the earth, sacrificial offerings to insure rebirth. Consuming my warmth, tearing my soul, smiling down at my scorn and leaves me so cold. Constellations will find me, reaches out and grabs through the dark. Climbing to the top of this frozen hell. Night sky embraces me, puts me under a spell. A collage of light observed from afar. Escape, I devour the stars. Halo of darkness, like ghosts in a dream. Luminance fading, shadows creep up to me. All warmth leaving but ash. Suffocating surface. Emerging through to find Orion looking down and smiles. An old ritual seizing the earth, sacrificial offerings to insure rebirth. Consuming my warmth, tearing my soul, smiling down at my scorn and leaves me so cold. An old ritual seizing the earth, sacrificial offerings to insure rebirth. Consuming my warmth, tearing my soul, smiling down at my scorn and leaves me so cold.
6.
Faces staring down at me burn a hole through my eyes. My time has come, I'm leaving them behind. Tears shed in my name confirms defeat. I've lost to my sickness, to my disease. I step into the light only to find myself consumed in darkness. All has changed, all is different but I, I am still alive. What I once was has all but been forgotten. Sucked into this pit, memories fading thin. A new world upon me, must learn to make it mine. The way back impossible to find. Born into a finite realm, repeating itself with no end. Infinity achieved through death, a creeping evil from within. Blackhole, misunderstood portal of life. Blackhole, devourer of light. The end is near, I'm feeling it once again. Light begins to dim, a path walked by all men. It happened all before, experiences benign. This is a cycle beyond divine. Born into a finite realm, repeating itself with no end. Infinity achieved through death, a creeping evil from within. Let me embark this journey through the dark. Colours are fading away. We have no choice, we cannot stay. Unearthing secrets known by none. This is our fate, it can't be undone. Blackhole, misunderstood portal of life. Blackhole, devourer of light. Born into a finite realm, repeating itself with no end. Infinity achieved through death, a creeping evil from within.
7.
201 02:07
At the time of the ancient sun in a world where all was known, curious questions were asked by none as subjugation was insured by definition alone. My sight my touch and other senses react and form my view on which I choose to act. The facts, the facts, none deny the facts. We know all what is and all what can't, your feelings must vanish like a coin in the sand. All what was and all we bestow should be as clear to you as the evening sun's extinguished glow. How can one our ways attack? The facts, the facts, none deny the facts. Promises will be made to a folk with no name, the snake will be killed and be replaced by the rat, a rat which promised them lives as a cat. Lies upon lies, he wont stand for that. Apostles run wild and martyr the old. Instead of encouraging doubt nothing will be told. The freedom I preach lost in the past, falling on deaf ears over the sound of a blast. Halt you fools do you not know what you've done? Pulling us down to a doom from which we cannot run. Silence this nay-sayer his time is now up. He may have awoken us but starts to disrupt with calls of tolerance, we will not accept. We must plot his demise and act as if we'd wept. For his symbol is strong we'll use it as ours, we shall continue to use it and display it on towers. Halt you fools do you not now what you've done? You've pulled us all to a doom from which we cannot run. Silence old man your time has come.
8.
Drone 06:24
Waking up from my dream. A past life abandoned, taken from me. Broken off, thrown away into this emptiness. Solitary satellite in a void leaves me restless. Worlds have passed me by. With no recognition, time after time. We have once seen eye to eye, now I have been cast aside. Loneliness is mine alone, through space, travel as a drone. Broken off, thrown away into this emptiness. Solitary satellite in a void leaves me restless. Left frozen barren and dead. Hopeless eyes staring on ahead. No tears for me are shed. Broken off, thrown away into this emptiness. Solitary satellite in a void leaves me restless. I stay awake, not to dream of far away. I can't allow, to think of where I am now. Floating faster afar, drifting through the stars. Floating faster afar, forgetting who we are. I stay awake, not to dream of far away. I can't allow, to think of where I am now. Floating faster afar, drifting through the stars. Floating faster afar, forgetting who we are. Millions of years I have been gone. This nightmare seems to drag on. I forever await the dawn.

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Pulse of Nebulae's eponymous debut album.

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released August 4, 2016

Pulse of Nebulae:

Martins Platais - Guitars, Bass & Keyboards.
Hisham Chahrouri - Vocals.
Dirk Verbeuren - Drums.

Produced by Martins Platais and Matthew Wicklund.
Guitars reamped by Michael Richards, Trackmix Recording Studio.
Mixed by Martins Platais, UxCx Productions.
Mastered by Dan Swanö, Unisound.

All music by Martins Platais.
All lyrics by Hisham Chahrouri.

Management and booking: uxcxproductions@gmail.com

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Pulse of Nebulae Rīga, Latvia

Pulse of Nebulae is a project conceived by old friends and collaborators, Martins Platais and Hicham Chahrouri, with the addition of the drum powerhouse, Dirk Verbeuren. The goal of this project is to associate an extreme array of vocal characteristics with music of a melodic, progressive and groovy composition, orchestrated into a narrative translating the story of the cosmos and all it contains. ... more

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