The official music video for Morost - Devour Thine Light ORDER VINYL AND MERCH HERE: https://morost.bandcamp.com/ Guest musician: Andrej Vernik - Saxophone Crew: Grega Stamenovič - Director of Photography/Director/Edit Kata Jurov - Camera Assistant David Bordon - Camera Assistant Special thanks for the filming location: Pokrajinski muzej Ptuj//Ptuj Castle crew: https://pmpo.si/ Recorded at Studio Ork by Žiga Rezar Mixed and edited by Žiga Rezar Mastered by Mika Jussila, Finnvox LYRICS: Devour Thine Light Just as death illuminates one's senses For feeling rather than observing I found that death is our purpose Or rather the lack of death Blurs our purpose Existence obscured by lack of purpose Emotional maze inside my useless mind Primal fears postponing death Restricting my urge to die The lack of purpose deforms my sight Needless emotions trapped inside my useless mind Their fictional ethics I’m banned to deny Restricting my primal urge to die Abismal agony Their prescribed beliefs Abysmal labor Their prescribed life Why do they force me to wait for my end I am ashamed you got out Uncivil but righteous still You were not weak, guilty of felo de se I am ashamed, corrupted by faith I am weak With fear of death, though I hate myself With dread of dying in vain, though I have no place in life Foretaste of my end seems as pointless as my existence Suicide can't save me now Social corrosion affecting my subconsciousness Majority's truth silenced my inquisitive mind I was bred to live by adapting to a collective guide I should be fit to compromise with the civil form... I should Happiness most useless feeling of them all Shaping perfection thus forcing The Action on hold These cherished feelings postponing my death Banning my prime urge to die Wasted time once called love Needles emotions obliged to reproduce This union of trust restricting my hatred Restricting my prime urge to die Life is overrated Still I struggle Life is overrated But I struggle still At least one more day At least another breath One more sorrow and another cold night At least another and one more But is there more Only to survive At least one more moon At least one more childish game One lie, one seed with another random mate At least another and one more… Until I am through Until I am free to leave But will I be free Is there more Wake up king of the swamp Stun my perception with apathy May I be selfish? Guide me, fictional lord Sculpture my decay Make of me your will Make me Into a tree With no name Unmarked Be my ground The forest owns my home No heartbeat, no thoughts Let me just Grow and prosper No color, no sound Let me just Prosper into death Grow and prosper into death No one can prevent my death Sulaphmegdul I will call you god I’ll do what I must To earn my death Sulaphmegdul I will grow I will kill to feed Sulaphmegdul I will breed All for your need Transmogrify my human form Just to stay alive, just to be numb Transmogrify my human form Just to stay alive, just to be numb White angels I traded for my god All moral ethics I left behind Adapted to the most primitive life Restricted still my urge for suicide Follow Morost: https://morost.eu/ https://www.facebook.com/morostband https://www.instagram.com/morost.official/ All audio and video content is the property of Morost, all rights reserved.