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Centuries Of Plague
Walk in the lost
Secret minds ruination
Shock invocation, rise, transform
Sold honor, centuries of plague
Temptation, rot, resonate
Your nervous knowledge Virus
Interior narrative labyrinths
Rocket the Steely Imagining of
What rebels plot well Poisoning
Sold honor, centuries of plague
Temptation, rot, resonate
Your nervous knowledge Virus
Power Narrative
What a great ring of powerlessness
We're all in splinters
A book of souls arms haste piece Daemons rot
Possessed day fire
Space-Eaters
Ah, Space-Eaters
Space-Eaters attempting hysteria
Entities, the power narratives
The souls in graves
Entities, the power narratives
The souls in graves
What a great ring of powerlessness
We're all in splinters
A book of souls arms haste piece Daemons rot
Possessed day fire
Entities, the power narratives
The souls in graves
The honoring strangers forms, import of our
Indeterminate controlled mechanistic industry-policed
Defund uninitiated fellow blood, grotesque
The origin story device
Expressions, wanders, screams
The nomination as idiosyncratic science
Revelations, discrepancies, conspiracies
Your cruel inanimateness, you hark, vexed, sick
Return backwards, monolith, blood-soaked, cruel
A Becoming Need of Fire
Fluctuations of black revelations
Entities, madmen adding Will, sealed
The inner name of symbol's prophets
Arkanum, statement of World intersection
Lying as of time, rule parasite
The Beast devoured time
Deprivation, catastrophe
Due process, stare into the center
A larval consciousness
Consciousness becoming
A development
Banishing themselves
The ever natural ecstatics
The model delusion
Sustained
This intellectual might of love
Becoming pleasure
Methods point outwards in fury
Calcified
Suspended Outside Time
Alien human combustion experimentation
Conclusion world secrets Sphere fire panic world
Control explicitly to Class by Myth
Recognized spell Science shining
Soma senses as for beauty experience speculation
Propaganda position mutate
Multi-media intellectual fallout Secret mechanics
Information Empire Terror mathematics sweep
Theory Archives Fast-Dumped permeates this caustic incredible
Virus current shows spiritual Mind losing witch-hunter
Space back sane slide Body HALO your revolution into glow
Emptiness built enigma Visible radiation
Light-bringer method recognized
Desire Replication Injection Illumination
Survival fate at all cost
Separate talk from action
Great grey coiled ancient souls begin to surface
The flitting shadow insanity
Lure the angel to the fall
Deceptive river run unto the soul
The Oblivion star return
And in my dying want
To convey this prophesy
Serve Them Toxins
speculation fabricated connections Cultural Mutation bursts
delusion system of disentangling postmodern references
the seekers fabricated
Serve them toxins
Lightening delusion turbulence
Malware sentiments ECHELON
Infrastructure show, rights screened
Investigation it transmitted out
sweeping treatment piety worm dimensions
a horror twist dedicated Science
sound Infrastructure and alienation
Serve them toxins
Lightening delusion turbulence
Malware sentience, ECHELON
Infrastructure sold, rights screened
Rise
Transform
Desire, replications, injection, illumination
Refuse, energy
Spirit Void of want, devised well
vengeance angel of a shadow attempt her illusion
policy memo-sown in taut grey- making idols return the flesh collaborator
they're eternal blind gave me no magical sanctum
tongue turned to prophesy the body scattered
mystical love name the Tales unto want of cries
he Just plays his Wizard's conceit poison claiming will
self-created mind buries its trans-dimensional touch
promise of life reality mirrors protect eyes
dimension raining thought surgical masquerade
a cup to hold it with released August rage
a walk of that lie back upon dream artists
But come earth shadow confession slipped spent
So These bodies opening fact as will in our mission
the bleeding off of symbols known through the veins
money give repeated pain but see the executioner's city
seeds obtain the new entities kiss the real in books
grow that trance but be munition wastes possessed
synthetic bone reflecting elements in acid breathing
However dead those whispered entities mask the pleasure
nothing beyond the freedom mind translated
So receive trance madness assumes ecstasy
poison state denomination touch so sacred
Inside Every Vermilion Canvas
Terrorism resonate possible
object of fragmented high emergency demons
in clear illumination of terrorism will
Witnesses Breach the knowledge
Lockdown magical arcane
witch-hunters and your inhuman Cult mind
passing to question
the invocation pollution enigma
experience crypto-anarchy
Improvised religion Device
shock ideas escalating
Chemical rain - methods chosen
Delta dwells just monitor
structures mages active
the Undercover cleansing
to re-purpose atoms
Biological transformative
entanglement, a time dimension
penetrate Retinal Locks
dimension intensity adherence
this visual slippery blacknet
followed the Warfare Liberation
Chemical sovereignty
There is much going on in the Choronzon camp, wielding chaos in ways those who seek control fear in their very subconscious. A consciousness becoming-fire exploding lines of flight...
The focus here is on groove and feel, the obscure sense of dread this year has brought. The intention was to bring a feeling when confronted with an enormous catastrophe and the stages of being overwhelmed, then angry and finally determined to overcome. Early influences like proto-metal, Maggot Brain by Parliament, and the use of reggae beats is part statement, part inspiration.
A simultaneous revelling in and recoiling from a cosmic horror laid bare to an unprepared consciousness. Parallels are drawn from witnessing the sheer scope and persistence of human folly and hubris, like a phenomenon of the death drive as precursor to the heat death of the universe.
Could be misanthropy, or just an observation. The desire to see the world burn and to dance in the ruins. The return to normal seen as a horror as great as that which is invoked by visions of disaster, and the great unravelling of society. Technocracy calcifies, dogma rots, established orders decay.
credits
released September 6, 2020
Krys Koseda - Guitar, Bass, Synth, Drums
P. Emerson Williams - 8-string guitar, Vox
Pandora - Percussion
Who, What, Why of Choronzon
Since the late 1980’s CHORONZON has been making the marks of a thousand knives in a world that is not often seen by the mainstream media. Down a singular path CHORONZON wandered lands never previously seen to reach across to their associate chaotes in a multi-media fashion that only became possible since the turn of the century. Chaos is CHORONZON's jumping off point, discord the quantum waves and the ripples therefrom are the patterns imposed on chaos as the work filters though ears and crania. The act of listening continues the act of creation in that sense.
Choronzon is a demon or devil that originated in writing with the 16th-century occultists Edward Kelley and John Dee within the latter's occult system of Enochian magic. In the 20th century he became an important element within the mystical system of Thelema, founded by Aleister Crowley, where he is the "dweller in the abyss", believed to be the last great obstacle between the adept and enlightenment. Thelemites believe that if he is met with proper preparation, then his function is to destroy the ego, which allows the adept to move beyond the abyss of occult cosmology.
Choronzon is not an "occult themed" project. It IS the thing, it is not merely about it, or influenced by it. Each 'album' or 'working' that is offered represents actual, protracted effectuations - some to create, some to destroy, and some are aimed straight at YOU, ALONE, who first see and hear the audiotextuvisualities - which are the Power, not merely a symbol of it or pathway to it. We open the sacred to the profane, and let them mingle. But that which was too much decried and described in past times require new codes, to protect its Current and its Codex. That which was open will close, that which was shut down will open out. Prediction is futile. Give up. But "give up" properly... "Those who know don't tell. Those who tell don't know."
Jo Quail is a creative force of nature. It has been my great privilege to share a stage and collaborate with her. Dive deep into her sonic art. -P. Emerson Williams PANICMACHINE
This searing, four-track split from Bog Wizard (Michigan) and Dust Lord (Colorado) pairs stoner rock riffs with hard fantasy themes. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021