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Rue d'Auseil

from AL AZIF by The Great Old Ones

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This is a sound, to see the invisible. This is a partition, dictated by those who are hidden. This is a frantic race, to keep pace. This is a sound, to hear the inaudible. In the dark attic, the old man plays his viol again and again. Continuing his passionate dance, that doesn’t seem to stop. Continuing his violent trance, he brings his spirit to the top. He tries to protect, protect himself from the dark. He tries to save his skin, wrinkled like bark. His arm numb, he sees it in his skylight. The dark vortex, he knows it's for tonight. His instrument falls to the ground. Tired, he lets himself be taken, profound. He lets himself be taken.

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from AL AZIF, released April 27, 2012

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The Great Old Ones Bordeaux, France

Dark and extreme music, ambient and atmospheric sounds. Bordeaux, France.
« That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die » H.P. LOVECRAFT

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