When Death becomes improvised art (PTC improvisations of '04-05)

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Jordan Vauvert Une des dernières créatures de PTC, avant Reverorum ib Malacht, When Death becomes improvised art est un album de l'entre-deux, une collection sonore dont les pistes n'ont pas de titre, sauf exception. La Mort est le moteur principal et donne lieu à une musique en état de décomposition, à une espèce de black metal ambiant traînant (surtout de "08" à "11"), mettant les violons sous la torture, inversant les sons, au chant rare et ténébreux ("Spread thine wings/audio death"). Bizarre, cadavérique. Favorite track: When death becomes improvised art Spread thine wings/audio death.

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1.	When death becomes improvised art Intro 01:09		buy track
2.	When death becomes improvised art Spread thine wings/audio death 03:50	lyrics	buy track
spread thine wings, oh gruesome black bird of death ye hath spoken of death thine songs spread thine wings oh, glorious dark nightfly of the empire reap my soul and life through thee, messenger of lies messenger of final dawn I invoke Him in lifeless nights through nights in solitude Come live in me death, come let me die Come let me leave my putrid flesh I must to Die. I must in black purity live for my sins are my sins, and my sins are my sins are my sins... Purify me oh guesome Dark Of Death ye hath spoken, through thine songs I must live Thine messanges of lies I must see, with (my earthly) eyes both shut So I may seek thine essence in heart Worhip thee in flesh and spirit Come live in me essence of night spread through me final dawn Evoke through me lifeless nights a messanger of final dawn Come live through me death, you soon must let them all die I must to live, I must through purity die their sins are my sins and (my) lies in/is their truth I see corruption in life, of life and be christ gave me life, I must breathe dark Christ crusified suffer the mercykilling I pray for the raven licking thine sores Many nights I have sought the essence of Death I breathe Many days, silently awaiting dusk sinful dreams about the life I left behind my truth their lies
3.	When death becomes improvised art 03 01:09		buy track
4.	When death becomes improvised art Exsequiae (2) 05:07		buy track
5.	When death becomes improvised art Guide me into the waters of emptiness 01:29		buy track
6.	When death becomes improvised art 06 02:09		buy track
7.	When death becomes improvised art 07 02:17		buy track
8.	When death becomes improvised art 08 05:55		buy track
9.	When death becomes improvised art 09 05:06		buy track
10.	When death becomes improvised art 10 08:52		buy track
11.	When death becomes improvised art 11 09:16		buy track
12.	When death becomes improvised art 12 08:25		buy track

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These songs were recorded before the first demo of Malacht.

They were never released, but part of what I listened to throughout those formative years, 2004-2005.

I have multiple cdrs of this kind I'm now transferring from cdrs that soon will die.