Nasu (EP)

by Ocram

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Nasu (impure) is a musical work deeply influenced by some elements of Zoroastrianism with Ocram's particular vision.

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released May 25, 2017

Produced by Ocram
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Ocram,
during April-May 2017 in Malaga (Spain)
Music & Lyrics by Ocram
Artwork by Victoria S.Mann (Lalunaenunhilo · illustration & handicraft)
Photography by Jose A. Ruiz Molina

Guitars, bass & vocals by Ocram
Drum Programming by Ocram
Female choirs "The tower of silence" by Echo

Contact: ocram.baphomet@gmail.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/pages/Ocram/...
Bandcamp: ocram.bandcamp.com

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Ocram Málaga, Spain

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Ocram is a one-man Black Metal Band created by Ocram (Tsar Bomb, Gates of Irkalla, Trees, Clouds & Silence, etc...).

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Track Name: The Bringer of the Unholy Flame
Oh thou, conceived by the entrails of the universe,
Oh thou, the bringer of the unholy flame.

Enlighten my path,
Liberate my aged flesh,
Nourish my soul,
Spread your seed in the humanity.

Conceived by the entrails of the universe,
The bringer of the unholy flame.

Oh thou, my hands and my tongue be yours,
the ones that work and spread your word.

Oh thou, the great adversary , the great culprit,
The only one that lives in our darkest thoughts,
Oh thou, the great adversary, the great culprit,
The one that roars in the abyss.

Angra Mainyu, listen to my pray,
Angra Mainyu, while I lie on the sand,
Angra Mainyu, embrace my soul,
Angra Mainyu, while my flesh is devoured.
Track Name: The Tower of Silence
Stone tower rising upon the mountain,
Great mortuary defiant shadow,
Crowned by vultures,
Exhaling the stench of death.

Its walls devouring me,
My flesh is bathed in purifying water,
The white sheet is covering my skin,
Ahriman is inside me,
He is surrounding my soul,

The four eyes of the beast are looking at me,
The fire doesn’t warm up my body,

The bearers of the dead come for me,
The hands of the Druj are on my head.

I step inexorably through the cold and wet passage,
The great iron gate shows me the way to the underworld.

Vultures around me, over me, inside me!
Their beaks hit on my bones,
As a macabre percussion.
Their caws penetrate on my soul,
They rip my flesh like sharp daggers.

The blinding sun reflects my dismal corpse.
I will wander into the Var of Ahriman!!