Defect

by Bjarm

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released October 20, 2010

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Bjarm

Band was founded in the early winter of 2009. At the end of 2010 demo "Defect" appeared. After that, there were performances at local festivals. In 2011, there were changes in membership and the band began working on the album. By mid-2012 the material was ready and we started recording. ... more

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Track Name: Source Of Rot
The loneliness is a state of my spirit.
Flight from an alien sort of the spoiled beings.
Having left the lie house, having left insignificant thoughts,
In a gloom of deep space I am searching for a source of rot.

I hear pain and fear plaints from everywhere.
I see around the evidence of great harm.

The dead world.
I see the latent essence.
Only rage and cruelty emerge in my mind.
Degradation of the person and all kind.
Who has created conditions for life?
In what was a defect?
Having adjoined to it, you will never become pure.
Illness which has no ways of cure.
But you can solve one problem yourself.
To choose the day of your death.

Gloomy thoughts on my mind .
Horror of cursed world's design.

It is useless to try to correct decline laws.
But, it is possible to leave the hint those who will go next.
Forever to put in ice the affected matter.
The conscious termination of existence of race.

I have found rest in foreign lands.
Among new friends. They are waiting for me.
The day will come and I will die.
That something has missed. I should come back.

I hear pain and fear plaints from everywhere.
I see around the evidence of great harm.
Track Name: Gift From The Supernova
Updating time has come.
The star sheds the cover
As an old skin.
Long before this moment
All has been predetermined.
Event giving rise other event. Your life is mean.
There are no variants. There is no choice.
Only consciousness of the insignificance is possible.
Those who thought they were exclusive,
Conscious of the fast end.

Soon all will change.
One all-absorbing flash.
Whirlwind of an uncontrollable substance
Will erase familiar outlines of the world.
Visible chaos is only illusion.

Evolution in destruction.
Unprecedented plays of light and forms are born.
Whoever this great projector may be,
He had a sense of beauty.

Some instants which cannot be realized.
Billions of voices have together let out cry and broken off.

Fly away. Feel freedom. Earlier unknown easiness.
Fly, in hopes to disappear, leave far away from a dead star.

In the lifeless world of freedom the star will start burning again.
From isolated particles planets will be created.
Fugitives will be caught in a network of laws of the creator.
And probably again there will be those, whose sense is minimum.

This is the great product of the spoilt mind.
Tiny copy of something greater.
Track Name: In Ruins Of Ice
In ruins of ice
Past fragments are visible
Civilisation monuments
Became gravestones
Keeping in cold
They are invariable
They will leave not earlier,
Than this world will fail!

Epochs were passed
Since any movement had stopped
Now even light of the suns has become dimmer
All of them are in the same place, in the same tomb
Artefacts and their creators
They always will be here, in rest

Howl of winds
It is here instead of music
Singing of dead souls
Without any words
Light or darkness
There is no distinction
Land of oblivion
Land of those who has found death

Of spirit, but not of flesh
Payment for eternal
Conservation of the brainchilds
As a part of landscape
They have merged with a planet
Having kept that is really important
They knew the true price of things

Fine and never-fading
Are protected from destruction
Proud and firm
Masters of their own lives
Pass through glacier heart
Feel and behold them there
They will suggest to stay with them
And you cannot resist

Comprehension of
Senselessness of life
Former values
Become insignificant
Give up fear and doubt
Listen to their call
They are waiting for you
In the house of ice
Track Name: Cycle
Madness.
Eternal change of destruction and a matter reconstruction.
Searching of reply.
What for is it? The grin of God could serve as the answer.
For what to live?
For the sake of what to die?
All will be repeated again.
All value of existence is lie!

To stop movement of stars.
Reality without time.
In it there is a sense.
Dead beauty of heathlands
in rime! Giant - the ancestor.
Symbol of the static world.
He will embrace all real,
And will be forever kept in
cold!

To turn back.
To change rules
Of divine game.

But we a part of this world and we die every day.
At night we revive so again and again.
You can not bring the creations to complete.
Advance. What sense is in it?

Cyclic quest.
You will not find rest.

But we a part of this world and we die every day.
At night we revive so again and again.
You cannot bring the creations to complete.
Advance. What sense in it?
You will break up to atoms, sooner or later.
But they remain the same matter.
They have absorbed a pain of your mind.
Also become a part of new kinds.
Track Name: Malefic Time
The prayer is over.
It has ceased with last note
And we make a worthy sacrifice to our god

Check up cords. Nothing must prevent our ritual
Faster, fools
To complete in time for you is important
When stars will be in an initial position
This moment will mean the end of our bloody mission

The rustle of wings is heard by me at night
The shade goes down from the sky, eclipsing star light
We listen but we do not raise our heads
When all will end, we will receive as good as it gets

Shouts of the condemned to die was through monastery walls
He is going to drink vital force of their souls
We listen but we do not raise our heads
When it will end, we will receive as good as it gets

Time comes
The divine will is executed
Angelic choir in heaven sounds muted
When stars will be in an initial position
This moment will mean the end of our bloody mission
Track Name: Extinction
On the brink of the world the old star burns down
It gives not enough light and too little warm
Only radioactive winds storm everywhere
It gradually cooled down millions years
She took away with it to the grave a life
As once it gave

No life
No hope
Only cold

Monstrous cataclysms occur till now
But the destiny of this world is clearly visible
Time is ruthless to all
White dwarf and dead planetary remains
Decorated with ice sculptures
Of the true creator of the Universe

If only light would suffice to see greatness of a picture
If only there was someone to look at this splendours

The lifeless nature regenerates, when the life dies away
And even in death there is a sense, but not in 'that leaves forever'

On the brink of the world the old star burns down
She pick up the rests of a crop of alive

No life
No hope
Only cold