War to the Warbringer

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    Within the purse, fashioned from the workings of Hermetic industry, each sabot is enveloped in traditional Egyptian papyrus alchemically galvanised with fine parchment and vellum (originally from a Rosicrucian treatise nailed upon the doorway of Tübingen University in the 17th Century). The papyrus has been hand illuminated by Fraters J.T. and J.B. with an meritorious rendering of ‘Black Circles’ by esteemed Frater A.M.R. and a benevolent beviloquent of the movements found within the aural artistry by Frater C.R.C. To augment the amalgamation each movement has been further embellished with libretto and symbolism within a most secretive scriptorium.

    Recorded and mixed by: Tommy Duffin
    Cover Artwork by: Alexsander Mikhaillovich Rodchenko
    Mastered by: James Plotkin

    Released 2016 by: Superfi Records and At War with False Noise Records

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COMPENDIUM: "The final stragglers are transported; deformed detritus sobbing in false hope."

lyrics

The air is now unfit to breathe, the insects so desecrated their host,
The final stragglers are transported; deformed detritus sobbing in false hope,
Failing to comprehend, that in all we exist,
Exodus to genesis, they flee to corrupt Tharsis.

Psychic wars; the attuned anticipate their fate.
They run no more, knowing there is no escape,
In desperate hope, their arks brought them to Noachis Terra,
The dreadful realisation; we have been everywhere forever.

Their illogical existence, the universe can no longer countenance,
A charnel house for salvation, comprehensive annihilation.
Imposing their disease, they are slurry of perversion,
Our clarion call; We Bring War to the Warbringer!

Psychic wars; the attuned anticipate their fate.
They run no more, knowing there is no escape,
In desperate hope, their arks brought them to Noachis Terra,
The dreadful realisation; we have been everywhere forever.

Fire from Phobus, death from Deimos,
The moons are the eyes of the upcoming storm,
Olympus spews, the valleys flood,
Total eradication of the human form.

The suckling sow squeals in ecstasy,
As we free another globe from the shackles of humanity.

Occultation; destruction. Destruction augurs death.
The final extermination, they no longer draw breath.
The time we allowed them has long passed,
The Fourth planet shall be their last.

credits

from THE COVENANT OF THE COSMOS (NEW), released January 12, 2016
J. Boyce - percussion, graphical endeavour
G. Brown - conceptual realisation, vocalisation
M. Finch - electric guitar
J. Thomson - concept, composition, electric guitar, piano, keyboards
A. Vannan - electric bass

Conducted, recorded and mixed by: Tommy Duffin at 16 OHM Studios, Glasgow

Mastered by James Plotkin

Cover Artwork by: Alexsander Mikhaillovich Rodchenko

Final Graphic Preparation by: Joe Tree

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The Process UK

The Process was formed from the pulsating, ashen, corpses of Scottish Hardcore bands - Shank, Scatha and In Decades Decline.
It's members reside in different locations across Scotland, U.K and USA.They have released two full length albums.Bri (Doom) directed Rosenkreutz whilst Tommy Duffin (Headless Kross) delivered Covenant of the Cosmos. The album is released in summer 2016.
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