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Collapse Into Essence

from An Extraconscious Lucidity

June 26th, 2012
6 tracks
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An Extraconscious Lucidity
An Extraconscious Lucidity
Collapse Into Essence
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Collapse Into Essence
Mare Cognitum
A vessel is born The wailing of cosmic release A severance of blight Above atrophied tongues Forced into itself Upon stygian wings Through visionless wander Rife with mesmeric whisper Blighted by abscess An intricate labyrinth of serpentine shrines The seed of reason Swept up amongst the somber casting of stones A vessel is born The wailing of cosmic release A screaming, writhing form Bearing legions of boils Flesh wrought with lesions Crawls from ebony void Collapsing to essence Within itself, nothing Persists through nonbeing To twisted dimensions Ashen it comes, before the thrones of eyes, Delivered from epochs of pierced thought, Freed from perpetual abyss, Longing for calamitous silence. Through embryonic doorways, Grow crystallized memory. While within these wombs, Dwell hosts of universes
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After the underground success of “Phobos Monolith” (I, Voidhanger Records 2014), MARE COGNITUM embark on a time travel through black holes and dead galaxies to bring their second full-length work, 2012's “An Extraconscious Lucidity” back to a new life. Originally available only as digital and limited CD-r, the album has been fully remastered to enhance his cosmic black metal aura, and has been wrapped up in an intriguing art design that underlines its nature as a true alien artifact.

“An Extraconscious Lucidity is a view into a decrepit corner of the cosmos, where universes are conceived as quickly as they are destroyed,” explains MARE COGNITUM's sole member Jacob Buczarski.
“In this cosmic womb we find sorrowful galaxies, self-aware and conscious. As this cosmic energy swirls and suffers, it is purified, and The Extraconscious Lucidity of the universe is wrought - an ultra-luminous presence of cosmic mind which connects all matter and surpasses all awareness that has come before it. This hollow actualization, in all its grandeur, can still do nothing to appease its own realization that it is, in itself, nothing. It is a journey into the ultimate void.”

Credits

Written and performed by Jacob Buczarski

Cover art and layout by Max Loeffler