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Disymposium

by Khariot

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    1. Malediction Eclipse
    2. Upon Thy Mortal Throne
    3. Crimson Sanctorum
    4. The Hermit
    5. Spectral Monarchy
    6. Dimension Shift
    7. Cacophony Of The Insane
    8. Cerebral Continuum
    9. Shade
    10. ...Of Frail Entanglements
    11. 11:11

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Upon Thy Mortal Throne The poison burned like fire… fiercer than the furnace and the flames …but thy art is pure, thy soul is pure Pure is thy soul amongst the gods... let not be shut in thy soul Let be opened the way for thy soul and thy shadow, may it see a great god Thou comest forth to thy mother, and she strengthened thy arm She maketh a way for thee through the sky, to the place where god abides The opening of the gates of the sky… opened the doors of the celestial deep Thou hast found god and he watcheth over thee The shining one who dwelleth… in the darkness The divine form that dances… in the dirt I speaketh to thee, I converse with thee Come onto thee, bowing down even to the ground The opening of the gates of the sky… opened the doors of the celestial deep Taken by thy hand, let into the two regions of heaven The shining one who dwelleth… in the darkness The divine form that dances… in the dirt …by his feet, by the reason of the writing which thou hast In the region of the sea … of thy body …and thy flesh …and thy bones Passage of thy passage is thus! Pass forth the bread of eternity... pass forth the drink of everlasting Satan is in heaven, in the form of air He is firmly established in heaven …and he taketh his pure seat, in the bows of the bark of god The heavens drop water, the stars will throb Deathly bones will tremble, but thy soul shall not His mother knoweth not his name, and thy gifts are in heaven Stronger than thy father, now I look upon thy throne
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Crimson Sanctorum Control! …A delusion which gives hope to man Power! …A mask for pride and greed and envy Control… the ultimate delusion, inevitable be thy fate! Power… never reaching conclusion, lands have been laid to waste! Existence… without purpose… the greatest defiance of morality Embrace the tempting of this flesh A virus, a plague… in bodies will bathe Dreams of never ending lycantrophic visions Jewels are now searing through septic flesh Clandestine ways of the plague that's at rest Scarlet visions… crimson sanctorum Fugitive elements of an explored mysticism Beyond what lays beneath swell human skin Seek the soul, inspect it, tempt it, instruct it Its cultivation… his duty… it must be monstrous He who makes a beast of himself… Rids himself of the burdens of being a man... Beasts of burden… crawling on your knees in the circle of life He who makes a beast of himself… Rids himself of the pains of being a man… Beasts of burden… spinning through the cycle of death Be rid of thy need for morality… ...its humility will only be perceived in their deaths Instincts of abnormal and perverted lusts… ...for rules are man's despair He who makes a beast of himself… Rids himself of the burdens of being a man... Beasts of burden…
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The Hermit 07:09
The Hermit …Grains… of… sanity… The Hermit… he stays… pure in his mind Loathe for all, and oneself Alone, he lives, in shadows Over encompassing pain… he takes all burden upon himself In observance he acts too hasty… and furthers to learn The end… is nothing, compared to the ages of thought …and witness to the times Vilest purities is the foundation of all… …and he, scorned from light… will walk a path with raining curses Visions of her will black out the sun Broken in the abyss… the flame that breathes is no longer What can time, truly provide… …can it offer me, something worthy? I am bestowed with punishment …and to who do I fucking owe? I am the regret, I am the disappointment On a silver platter, weighed… my heart, my soul and my loathing for this world I will bestow your punishments …and to me… you will owe For all that you do is unworthy… and all I have left is my heart, my soul and my loathing for this world Ignoring the existence of time… yet surroundings are ever changing The vile metamorphosis wears him down… a change, forced Whilst he still rejecting Neither the world, nor he, refuses to lose… to this uphill battle For when, will my questions be answered? Shall I have to tie this noose? Damn you, Cursed sun! I am the tainted one! First of the last-born son! The rights to a life, therefore accepted There is no strength, without control Grasped in my hands, vice-like grip Scabbed knuckles whitening… hesitant of release To have vice and temptation… ever absent these simple grains of sanity In constant paranoia, I dwell… all too slowly I feel it slipping away All too slowly… I feel it slipping away Lack of grace, lack of salvation… spite for every breath As I loosen my grip… all too slowly, I think I’m slipping away All too slowly… I think I’m slipping away
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Spectral Monarchy I prance on your grave… and I dance on your cremation Your death teases my laughter… the irony. Molten irony Blood seeps into the soil… ashes stain the bloodline Aristocracy reeks of shit… and lies of mutiny Leaking like a drip on your head… this torment is like none to suffer Your throat gargles with blood… blood of the innocence... of the purity Trenches in the ground make way for returns Ravens quench their thirst in bloodthirsty rats Infectus vena ov progenies… oculus ov nex vigilo sulum permoveo Pick… peel… pry… open… the cyst of the monarchy Tear… bleed… sweat… the fabric of reality Peons leaking blood onto the altar Dying for a cause with their slit wrists Screams of torment within the walls This starts now, this contradiction… this ends now The echoes of your demise None shall hear... this but thyself Whisper in ears... one's false pretenses Blackened roots have grown... deep into thee Branched and oozed... be done unto thee Seeds you have sown… now comes for thee I pound on your face… and I countdown your days Your life ceases my laughter… the irony. Molten irony Blood is already the soil… ashes are the bloodline Aristocracy still reeks of shit… and lies of mutiny Pick… peel… pry… open… the cyst of the monarchy Tear… bleed… sweat… the fabric of reality Hurrah, hurrah... Hallelujah, Hallelujah. O joyous duke… highness… honour… sir
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Cerebral Continuum Abysmal Chaos... from the blackened depths Severing spine, to disturbia I can taste In the cortex of the mind… I await... Guardian of the kinetic cage, never will rest, until there's death Screams carry nowhere, I am unspoken! Venture too far and reach thy bloody grasps Cold harsh fear, injected into thy veins In the Mountains of Madness, consciousness distorting Broken wings... they fail me once again. From the stars, I have fallen Drowned in blight, a whisper in the darkness... This vessel… doomed for the rest of time in the minds prison Oblivion… pray to awake from aeons of slumber Cerebral cataclysm, delve into the deep Subconscious manifestations, the beginning of decay Vengeful from forced emancipation... questions unanswered have been lost Granted eternal life in death's slumber Drift into the blackness of the bottomless realms Lost in a dark reality, occupied in hollow and empty shells Bear witness as a silent hand draws the shortest straw Your first, last and never ending gift Powerless… doomed for the rest of time, in the mind's prison... The consciousness… of unconsciousness… of the minds eye …and death will be thy ultimate gift
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Shade 05:18
Shade …and thus we had fully recognized the incentives of his words Authenticity of that which cannot be seen, even light needs darkness Of cruelest parodies… imitations be laid, placed forth & spread Take thee holiest innocence, deflowered by thy blackened seed …and even in the sun, exists the shade Everyday contemplate thy mortal blindness …to hide your eyes from the blistering sun …but in the darkness, they are wide open Of many fortunes that can be bought, only a parts of seventh games Partake in the songs thoust hath placed before thee …so simple to play, so easy to lose My eyes are opened, occupied with a lack of soul The sun doth shine over thy fragile skin Dizygotic twins that impair Revelations of despair Locked and buried in its infinity, the consciousness of sleep The dripping of sand, the smear of everlasting… our creations turn to dust Bleeding the blackness of light Your creations will turn to dust Thy blindness is covered in shade... for they lie, thy eyes Thy sight is covered in drapes... for it lies, thy eyes
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Of Frail Entanglements Infinitely frail bodies... yank on the strings and dangle out of reality Split your legs and flay your arms as you dance to the dance of the performers ...for you are about to be pulled into this nightmare The dance of the performers Dance the dance of the believers as desires seep onto the surface Suddenly stabbed in the dark, drained of the roots of life You wade in a pond of your own perversions... saturated in your sick and slime and filth Infinitely frail bodies! Pull your strings together Entangled in chaos... and twist them to contortions Screens of your past and... the tortures you led Reincarnate... in what your created realms behold Blame the crowded stages... you have created Drown in the floods you have unleashed, fables will crawl Pillars will crush you and this monument will fall Have you woken from the dreams? People you thought you controlled, are nothing but figments Feed your brain to the slaves; feed your heart to the whores Drown in the floods you have unleashed, fables will crawl Pillars will crush you and this monument will fall Your strings are now coated In shards of shards of a mirror Your reflection reveals bitter taste Will you cut your own strings? ...or give into utmost desire? Bathe in what makes you whole ...as death floats onto the surface Plagued the earth for centuries Martyrs now become fodder ...its more than decay, your strings pulled under Your performers through death and wonder A love to hate, now becomes fonder ...its more than decay, your strings pulled under Your performers through death and wonder Dance the dance of the believers Bathe in what makes you whole ...as death floats onto the surface Plagued the earth for centuries ...its more than decay, your strings pulled under Your performers through death and wonder
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11:11 02:01

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Gavin Foo - Guitars / Vocals
Michael Rule - Drums / Percussion
Shah Zaini - Guitars / Vocals
Darren Joy - Bass
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"Complex Death Metal with more than a few Progressive hints! Haunting and interesting!" - Spirit Of Metal Webzine

"Lovers of chaotic, highly technical, extreme progressive Death Metal, who eat Atheist and Cynic for breakfast, clean plates full of Nocturnus, Necrophagist and Ascendancy for lunch, shove down lots of Mastodon, Illogicist, Deathspell Omega, Gorguts and Ion Dissonance for dinner, for a balanced diet, and at night sneak some nibbles of Sadist and the like, will spend many fun hours with the debut of a West Australian band by the name of KHARIOT... The debut is a musical nightmare, in the positive sense, which challenges the listener with intricate arrangements and countless showpieces--without big-name studio production, without self-reduction. 11/15" - Chris P., MuzikReviews.de

"The antithesis to a symphonic record - One part chaos, the other beauty, this four piece puts on a very extreme show that blends progressive metal, technical metal, and black metal altogether for a special brew of homemade extreme progressive metal that may very well be one of the hardest things out there on the market these days. What one might expect from one track isn't going to get the same thing on the next... and it will still blow the mind. One might even consider Khariot's debut more talented than some of the more symphonic or melodic progressive metal bands out there because it takes a lot more skill to perform progressive metal fast and well, than to do it slow and well." - Colin McNamara, The Metal Forge

"In essence, Khariot are some very talented musicians with a knack for brutal and technical tunes. This album is a conglomeration of death, black, technical and progressive metal. It is filled with many technical changes but it all flows perfectly well. You can follow along with it all easy enough and bask in its blackened bliss. To create a harmonious technical or progressive metal band you need to play as a band, not as singular people all playing at once. These guys have achieved that and because of that, this album is awesome." - Déa di Morté, Mystic Metal

"Constantly impressing the listeners with the variety of techniques utilised, Disymposium is not overproduced or too glossy – no wanking, no gimmicks, just ear-splittingly great metal." - Jennifer Peterson-Ward for X-Press Magazine, Perth

"Over their short lifespan, Khariot have set themselves the seemingly impossible task of welding deathly grind to prog metal. That’s one genre characterised by fleetingly abrasive bursts of anger, the other an assortment of rambling tracks that morph before your eyes over an aching passage of time. The result is, naturally, an infinitely complex warzone that has to be heard to really be believed..." - John Skibeat, MTUK Metal 'Zine

"...they set out to break moulds and defy convention, and the result is a unique blend of disharmony, disproportion and discomfort... In fact, Khariot could not have named this album better, 'Disymposium' is a brilliantly conceived name for this radical, unique and abstract venture." - Jez Devereux, Neverborn

"If the idea of a musical marriage of Deathspell Omega and Meshuggah doesn’t seem weird to you, you might find Khariot just the thing." 70/100 - Roel De Haan, Lords Of Metal

"Disymposium is anything but easy to digest. It is a rather baffling, confusing in its breaks and shifts, and its interchanging guitar parts from left and right speakers makes the whole chunk of music difficult to digest. And its damn well done. Guaranteed to be suitable for fans of Cynic and Atheist. A masterpiece in itself, everyone should listen to this death/prog work." - Madrebel, Planet Heavy Metal

"...the music is absolutely bizarre, scoping from Cynic-esque technical experimentation to Akercocke's twisted, eclectic blend of Black Metal, to Anaal Nathrakh's Blackened/Noise/Deathgrind fury, all at the one time." - Nish Raghavan

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released March 28, 2011

Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by Gavin Foo @ Southern Darkness Recordings

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KHARIOT consists of musicians Gavin Foo & Michael Rule.

Chaotic blend of extreme, progressive & death metal.

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