SEPARATIST
BAND NAME: Separatist
GENRE: Technical Death Metal
STATUS: Active
LOCATION: Hobart, Tasmania, Australia
Lineup:
Sam Dishington - Everything
Past members:
James Brady - Guitars
Dave Gilbert - Guitars
Mitch Golding - Guitars
Luke Ranson - Bass
Matt Carter - Drums
Links:
Discography:
The Motionless Apocalypse (album)
May 12, 2008, Reverb Productions (CD)
February 7, 2014, DVB Sound (Digital)
1. Prelude 2:23
2. The Reprieve 6:11
As we lay here, motionless,
Drenched in the foul tyranny of deception and blasphemy,
The deceased, the unsealed.
The angel descends, transfixing the darkness of our blackened heavens,
The absolution of mankind's misery,
The despotic leviathan is cast into the darkness of the abyss.
The epoch of our deliverance, our reprieve,
The martyrs resurrect, ascend from their final rest.
To reclaim their place at the side of the throne for 1000 years,
Ruling over this rotting earth, this empty shell of a world,
And we, the deceased, the wretched unsealed, that inhabit it.
Until that day, the macabre awakening,
The leviathan bursts forth from his desolate tomb,
And we, the wretched, are defiled.
With a jarring malice in his eyes,
And the martyrs' blood in his voice,
We wages war on heaven.
The abominable armies of the kings,
O this volatile earth bay for annihilation,
And in a deathly chorus they scream:
"Heaven shall burn tonight..."
3. Plagues 5:09
Somewhere within the spaces between death and this chaotic sleep,
Our riven sky is reduced to ash as the dissonant sun.
The faithful watch over as we writhe,
Convulsing in mercurial rhythms,
Mercurial rhythms.
Spurred onwards by this suffocating misery,
Our flesh is ulcerated, lacerated,
In a frail smothering nausea we lay,
And in violent seizures the earth begins to decay at our blistered feet,
The oncoming storm is a deathly prelude to an irreversible holocaust.
And as the blackened skies spew forth,
Their vile carnage we recoil in hateful destruction,
Bludgeoned by shards of blood,
And ice from the wretched heavens, we become nothing.
Are we destined to dwell eternally in this sickening darkness?
Will there be no forgiveness?
Will there be no final rest?
4. A Gentle Reminder 5:30
Whispering words of dissolution,
As compassion fails, atrophying sanctity,
We're losing faith, descending into suffocation,
A relapse into infinite desolation,
And so this hollow earth is defiled.
Now all that remains, this memonic oracle,
A gentle reminder of our reverence lost,
Of the carnage converging on our wretched earth,
Foretelling the demise of salvation.
Calling our names in desperation,
Transcending death, with admonitions of our ruin,
Our disregard sees us falling silently towards the end,
Fall, our deliberation drenched with spite for those who heeded that infernal warning,
Leaving us to rot in the vile stench of our own misery...
5. Anaclasis 5:33
Tyranny, vengeance and blasphemy,
The sickening marks of the unholy trinity,
Cast down upon this despicable existence to defile the unsealed.
To wage war on the kingdom of heaven,
Screaming with a hematic asperity for the blood of the saints on his decrepit hands,
The infernal synthetic godhead sits on his vile throne,
As the flames descend from the skies to scorch this desolate earth.
Blasphemous words seep forth like blood from his inimical lips,
Breathing prophecies of deceit and insolent acclaim for the one true falsehood.
Birthing this depraved architecture of filth and heresy,
To wage war on the kingdom of heaven with a hematic asperity,
The anaclasis of reason, the spiralling apostasy of the unsealed populace,
And we, the unsealed, are defiled.
Made abject by these infernal tyrants,
Forcefed blasphemy and ethereal disgust.
The flames descend from the sky to scorch this desolate earth.
The odious mark is etched in our rotten flesh,
Our damnation made true, carved into our wrists reads six-six-six,
Our eyes shift in and out of focus,
We are the unsealed, we are the ruined, we are the deceased...
6. Untitled 4:39
One by one, the seals are broken,
Step by diligent step we draw ever closer to the climatic revelation,
The motionless apocalypse.
Broadcasting to us the way to final liberation,
With every volatile motion, the wretched horsemen,
The nameless advocates of the terminal holocaust ride forth.
Pouring out their hateful designs,
Our purity dies tonight.
The martyred souls of aeons past,
The spirits of the slain, arise with a desperate plea for vengeance,
The pain of their suffering at the hands of the earth,
Coursing through their veins and their frail voices.
The earth shakes beneath our cursed feet,
Our final sunrise turns black, a thick darkness,
Red like the blood of the martyrs, envelops the full moon.
The stars that once lit our blackened sky fall like tears,
And with the devastating sound of the heavens above us shattering, receding, deafening,
The eternal promise of mankind's salvation revealed in a discordant apex,
For all of us who would receive,
Redemption was revealed...
7. In Dissonant Silence I : Censura 4:20
Here we stand,
Alongside the dead risen from the depths,
Alone amongst the masses, in silence screaming,
Deafening, how have we fallen so far?
What have we become?
Transfixed,
Apparitions lead me down into inevitable ruin.
I come undone,
As the hallowed pages turn,
In cold remembrance.
I've fallen short of absolution,
How have we fallen so far?
Why did we refuse to be saved?
What have we become?
In these final dissonant moments,
It becomes breathtakingly transparent,
I'm never going home...
8. In Dissonant Silence II : Decessus 7:19
Here we stand, the wretched unsealed, alongside the dead and dying,
Resurrected from deep within death and hades,
Stricken with the irreversible darkness of our final judgement,
Those wretched pages have turned for the last time.
Without even a negligible shade of our pass to ascension,
And now, in cold chaotic remembrance we are cast down into infinite ruin.
Into the flames of our failure, our inhuman misery.
With screams of desperation and despair,
We descend beyond recognition, our blasphemous hearts decay, we fall,
Further and further into the all-consuming flames of our eternal damnation,
Burning, rotting alongside the blood-soaked spirits of death,
And in these final dissonant moments, it becomes clear,
I'm never going home, how have we fallen so far?
Why did we refuse to be saved?
What have we become?
9. The Earth Defiled 5:08
"Mystery, Babylon the great,
Mother of prostitutes, and of the abominations of the earth..."
Reads her blasphemous title carved into her silken flesh.
She, the wretched whore, who came to defile our chaotic earth,
Draped in shimmering scarlet like the coagulated blood of her slain.
Her golden chalice overflows with filth and adultery,
The empty faces of all the earth, defiled, as she lay,
Drunk on the blood of the saints martyred at her calloused hands.
All the earth and its desolate kings pray in a violent resonance for her demise,
They flock like moths to an unholy flickering of flame.
She, the wretched whore, who came to defile our chaotic earth,
Draped in shimmering scarlet like the coagulated blood of her slain.
In a volatile symphony of destruction,
Calling for vengeance,
Screaming for her blood to flow like rivers,
Through our ulcerated landscapes...
10. I Despise 4:36
As I look into the decaying night sky,
I watch as our once-flourishing earth is showered violently,
With flames descending like bitter tears,
Poured forth from the heavens.
In slow motion drops of blood frozen like hailstones rip through our frail skin,
One-third of our now-deceased planet is cast silently down into eternal fire,
Poured forth from the heavens.
The flooding rivers and spiralling oceans turn to blood,
Like that of the saints martyred at our hands.
We are drowning, the ocean calls us inwards,
All the while conspiring with our dissonant sun to drown us in within themselves,
As day turns prematurely to darkness,
We are consumed by the virulent night that surrounds us, suffocating,
Smothering, the stars have fallen silent,
The sun refuses to continue to shed its light,
I despise the dissolution, the hatred that we have allowed to pull us under,
Drowning us in the mercurial oceans of blood,
These scarlet stains will not wash clean,
Terminal reminders of what we have become...
11. Like Shattered Stars 4:25
As blinding smoke smothers the sun,
From the wretched core of the volatile flames appeared the locust swarm,
Pouring out like a hateful ocean upon our frail flesh,
They came not to kill, but to bind and torture us,
The unsealed, the deceased.
With pain like that of scorpions,
The infernal roar echoes in our ears,
Long after we are deafened by the shattering resonance of this abysmal onslaught,
We pray for death
With such sordid desperation that our blistered skin weeps blood,
Falling like rain from our irreparable flesh,
But to no avail, suffocating in plagues of fire.
Smoke and sulfur poured out from the mouths,
Of those who brought famine and death,
And once more the earth shatters in a violent seizure beneath our feet,
Claiming the lives of 7000, the lucky ones,
Released from this vile torment,
And in a hallowed cadence of worship for the one most high,
The heavens split in two, and with hurricane winds and splintering hail falling,
Like shattered stars from the skies, our final storm begins...
12. The Harvest 5:56
The angel descends on the earth,
And in a harrowing surge the sealed ascend,
Into the dissonant sky, and we remain, the wretched unsealed,
Decaying deep within this swirling ocean of human misery and disgust.
In our mortal despondency we are left to rot,
In a continuous cycle of violence and suffering we dwell,
Until the subsequent angel of heaven infiltrates the macabre empyrean,
As a chthonian darkness pierces the horizon,
The misanthropic genocide of our hateful race,
We are cast into the bleak seas of damnation,
Our tainted blood flows for miles in a mercurial deluge,
Laying waste to a once-picturesque landscape,
An exquisite work of art that now lies in ruins,
Corrupted by the defiled blood of the wretched unsealed,
We are held responsible for all that we've done,
The blood of mankind's ruin is on our hands...
Closure (album)
February 7, 2014, Subliminal Groove Records (Digital)
February 7, 2014, DVB Sound (Digital)
2021, Soundmass Records (CD)
Originally planned to be released in 2011, but a hardware error resulted losing the entire album right at the end of the recording sessions.
1. Monuments 7:48
Breathless we awaken
As wretched monuments of human pestilence
Draped with sickness and defeat we stand in disbelief
Mere shadows of what used to be
This hollow eminence we once embodied
This frail Earth that stood beneath us
Now lies motionless as carrion
A relic laced with vacuity and despair
Inhaling a once-limitless beauty
Drenched with flames in the wake of our own pitiful arrogance
Are we all that's left?
Are we the sole heirs of this grave we used to call a home?
This frail Earth that stood beneath us
A relic laced with vacuity and despair
Inhaling a once-limitless beauty
Left to drown within this incalculable void
This scorched epitaph, transcending the limitless dawn
We stand transfixed in odious lamentation
An ocean of misery engulfs us
We are the endless
We are the end
We are the endless
We are the heirs
2. Isolation 3:45
Confined within this desiccant husk
This godforsaken artifact of what once stood
A sutra of isolation and absence
We have become the thrall of famine and drought
The Earth that we once enslaved has fallen
Consumed by our own insatiable starvation
Our focus shifts
To ingest the weak and the inanimate
Those who cannot resist
We turn to our own fragile veins
Drinking deep the arterial libation
Dissecting the lesser among us
Spanning beyond this infinite horizon
Sustenance lies in deficit
Excise the feast locked within the flesh
Death of the weak to feed the strong
We are the scavengers of our own mortality
Isolation
Flocking like vultures to feed on our own skin
Where sustenance lies in deficit
We have become the thrall of absence
3. Ω 4:02
Lost inside these fractured circles of sleep
A dissonant and frail departure from this motionless void
This nebulous vacuity we called our home
An oracle of false hope is revealed to one among us
Before us he stands, weak at the knees
Preaching a hollow exhortation of forgiveness and paradise
In exchange for our repentance and divine exaltation
To the "Alpha and Omega" that left us to rot under this riven sky
That left us to succumb to the vile cessation that awaits us
We are given a second chance to turn to the Almighty One
To live forever in utopia
Entwined in our irrational gaze
This cursed gospel is unfurled
And we, the church
The unhearing progenies of human pestilence
Writhing in a mercurial hysteria
Arise as one body in rebellion
For this vitriolic sermon
You will die by our hands
Your words will catch in your throat as you hang
4. Deluge Arterial 6:23
Terrifying visions coalesce before our eyes
Wraiths born from infernal sickness, consuming our flesh
We are disciples of insomnia and delusion
Our limitless thirst
Quenched only by this sanguine deluge
This arterial effusion spilled forth from beneath our frail skin
Saturated with disease and pestilence
Rationality, draped with hysteria
Turns to dust in our shaking hands
In harrowing seizures of lunacy we recoil
Convulsions of relapse into transcendent vehemence
Aversion to light and fear of the darkness engulf our minds
Plagued by nonexistence
Apparitions, hallucinations
Leading us down into a nauseating hostility
Inanimate we stand as shadows
As this sickness permeates our lifeless bodies
These motionless pillars of violence and obsession
These bodies are no longer our own
Whispers of vivid aberration
Spun forth through layers of wilting flesh and funereal despair
5. Carrier 9:09
The emergence of an exquisite fallacy
Convulsing as it rises like smoke from the fire
From within our writhing multitude a new oracle is birthed
Drenched with delusion and desperation beyond measure
Ascending above our weary heads
A shattered discourse spewed forth from the lungs of divine
Prophecies of renewal and reconstruction
Born of undying delusion
Falling like rain upon our wretched ears
We stand debilitated beneath this endless torrent of divination
Stricken in a nauseating unison we follow like lambs to slaughter
Transfixed by every word
From the harrowing lips of delusion
Radiating like a plague of locusts
The carrier of our salvation, spewing forth a new doctrine
Lifting a wrenching threnody in worship to the endless sky
To deify the undying sky
A desperate sacrifice
From the harrowing lips of delusion
Radiating like a plague of locusts
In a tragic reverie of deliverance from this listless carrion we inhabit
Prayers for divine providence and redemption
Lifting from our desiccant tongues to the unhearing god of the skies
Our bodies, draped in famine and ash
Riddled with the unhealing scars of our thirst
Our inhuman futility raised in a vile offering
In our vain exertions of praise
We are worthless
6. Immersion 4:00
In vehement desperation for deliverance from this excruciating misery
Our voices, ulcerated and wracked with thirst
Like fountains of blood reaching towards the heavens
Returning as void before the altar
Mother and infant are bound in ritual
Nails driven through pristine flesh as they lay
Our dust veils their mournful stare
As their harrowing lamentation is smothered by soil
Buried awake in an exquisite sacrifice
Drowning immersed beneath our dying earth
Breath slowly fading, encased in sediment
Motionless and silent beneath
As we wait in woeful expectation
Our eyes are fixed on the inanimate skies
In fearful reverence prayers arise
From our cracked lips
Trembling in endless despair
As a mother's muffled screams ring out in our ears, deafening
What have we done?
7. Void 4:18
We stand, pierced, in unending anguish
Our futile invocation falls
As dissonant skies remain soundless and inanimate
Returning void to our listless bodies
Drenched in arterial nectar of the innocent
Covering our frail skin like the rain
We are filled with measureless despondency
We are as one with the dust of the ground
Silent hymns of absolution and regret spill from our open throats
Despite everything we remain encased in this empty shell of a world
Decaying in ethereal unison with the void
Left as lifeless shadows, wracked with pestilence
Lost within inhuman convulsions of undying misery
Forsaken and left to rot
Beneath this wretched empyrean
This nameless voiceless god
Insatiable, unattainable, hanging just out of reach
We are left as shadows
8. Altars 4:00
We have become one with this emptiness
The hollow image of limitless decay
Consumed with despair
Unfailing, unending hopelessness
Our desperate prayer and human sacrifice
Proved insufficient in the eyes of the silent sky
Hanging above our heads
Motionless, paralyzed
Left in ruin on this empty shell
This husk, wretched and ethereal
In a soundless discord we stand desolate
This dead earth mourns beneath us
Trapped in this cursed isolation
Transfixing our lifeless souls
We will not survive
Our only hope for redemption lies in the cessation of man
The welkin hangs above our weary heads in endless silence
One final sacrifice to bring divine salvation
As the flames of this funeral pyre rise over our listless empty bodies
Our prayers, wracked with mortal despair, raised to the voiceless sky
Return to us unheard
9. Closure 7:33
In violent seizures of unending desperation
As mankind dissolves into the void
Monuments to our own frailty
Waiting inanimate for a god without a voice
We sign, breathless, for our final absolution
With prayers to the insatiable empyrean
These flames climb and lick my blistered skin
The vile prayers of my fellow man lifted up to the unhearing sky
Their voices slowly dissipating as their bodies succumb
Their flesh receding and limbs wilting under this sea of consuming fire
Until the only sound that remains is my own breathe dissolving
My own heartbeat slowing down
In the jarring silence of this monumental failure
My lips utter a soundless atonement to the God I once knew
As my skin withers and bones return to dust
Grace finds me here, as my final breath departs
I'm ready to come home
Motionless (album)
February 7, 2014, DVB Sound (Digital)
2021, Soundmass Records (CD)
A complete re-recording of the album "A Motionless Apocalypse".
1. Prelude 0:34
2. The Reprieve 6:12
3. Plagues 5:19
4. A Gentle Reminder 5:40
5. Anaclasis 5:29
6. Untitled 4:22
7. In Dissonant Silence I : Censura 3:58
8. In Dissonant Silence II : Decessus 7:05
9. The Earth Defiled 5:27
10. I Despise 4:33
11. Like Shattered Stars 4:37
12. The Harvest 6:30
