Hierurgy

by PANEGYRIST

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Strato Superior A very unique and wonderful musical experience! I've probably listened to it about 6 or 7 times and it keeps getting better. I wish this band many years of success! Favorite track: Ophidian Crucifix.
Arrogant Bastard
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Arrogant Bastard I can't recall how I came upon this striking work of art; this is the best debut album of 2018. Hierurgy is blackened somewhat avante-garde metal beautifully crafted and savagely executed. I often need a few spins of an avant-black metal album before I can fully appreciate it – this was magic from the first listen.
Lend them your ears, you'll regret nothing. Favorite track: Ophidian Crucifix.
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Rob Randolph One of the most solid releases of 2018. If you like Emperor's more complex and orchestral moments, you owe it to yourself to check this out. Favorite track: Ophidian Crucifix.
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Greg Murphy This album makes so much sense. It follows the exact path that I hoped would form from modern orthodox black metal. Fucking finally. I should be thanking this group for letting me give them money for this.
metalsoliloquy
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metalsoliloquy Fantastic debut album by a very promising band. Elijah Tamu's art is absolutely incredible, and so is his music. Favorite track: Hierurgy.
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Eli Echos from the deep refracting off a sill of shadow Favorite track: Ophidian Crucifix.
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4-Panel Digipack CD with Gold Pantone. 20-page booklet complete with lyrics. Cover painting and booklet art by Elijah Tamu / Ikonostasis
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I, Voidhanger Records proudly attends the birth of PANEGYRIST, a mysterious entity sure to take the avant-garde black metal scene by storm. Hailing from USA, PANEGYRIST's debut full-length “Hierurgy” – meaning "ritual" or, literally, "holy work" – is an expression of burning religious impulse. This collection of meditations explores the theme of theosis, the process whereby the individual is transformed and united with God through the operations of the divine energies. “This unification is not a dissolution of self into a generic 'divinity',” asserts PANEGYRIST's singer/lyricist Elijah Tamu, “but is instead a higher individuation that occurs in relation to the Divine Other, across the ontological abyss. The abyss is transcended in a manner parallel to its very existence: the living relation between the individual and God is precisely the higher unity that is made possible by the distinction. Existence itself is prayer.”

Offering a unique, vertiginous combination of avant-garde/progressive black and epic heavy metal, sacred vocal chants and powerful screams, and with the furious drumming of Marcel Szumowski – who played on INFERNO's “Gnosis Kardias” – each track on “Hierurgy” is a spiritual working focusing on a particular aspect of theosis. Journey through alchemical riddles and contemplations on the inner and outer temple, the void and the eye, the serpent and the savior. Come at last to the shores of primordial mercury, and take flight on wings of theion, the philosophical sulfur and everliving fire.

Though conceptually dense, the music and words contained in “Hierurgy” are not merely theoretical musings; rather, they are drawn from prayers and meditations grounded in personal agonies and triumphs. “The Morning Star lights a narrow and all-consuming path,” concludes Tamu, “and these are the songs of those who dare to tread it.”

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released May 18, 2018

Cover painting and booklet art by Ikonostasis: Artwork of Elijah Tamu.
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Track Name: Hymn Of Inversion
O Hierophos older than night,
O Living Ikon, coeternal sired,
O Center that creates the wheel.

Translated one,
Slaughter-silent eater of the curse,
Well hast thou known the cup of want:
Self-libation from the hollow of the grail.
Lifted as the brazen serpent of pharmakon,
The holy poison floweth
From desert stone and piercéd corpus,
These bloodgates five.

Sign of Jonah,
ΙΧΘΥΣ by the eye of nous:

"Thou hadst cast me into the deep...
Floods compassed me about...
And the earth with her bars was about me for ever..."

Quake all hearts, beneath and beyond,
Above and below, crown and kingdom
Phosphoros ascendent, riseth the morning star
From riven belly of harrowed Leviathan.
Track Name: Idylls Of The Cave
Long I've sat, dreaming forth gods.
I sit in the subtle void, and it sits in me --
These inner plummeting halls where I carve my gods.

My void be their shrine!
Genuflect in fever and transport.
Fresco forth arcadia:
These satyrs and nymphs,
Children neither of this world nor any other,
Painted icons of stillborn apotheosis.
Gods in mine image,
With hands to pull me upward.
To ascend I place myself beneath myself.

Cruel masters!
Bright bolts rain down on me,
Flaying for each sin.
These eyeless ones I've set on high,
Browbeating with hopes of ascent.

Hear me, Christ aflame,
As I fall into myself,
A droplet into this subtle void.
Hear me, Christ aflame,
As I fall into myself;
Afloat in the emptiness we speak.

How is it I carry the limitless within --
This emptiness, defined yet not?
The circumference is not the space,
But the space transcends its circle,
Radiant nihil, shadow of the lotus.
Reaching toward limitless:
To hunger in all directions, inward becomes outward.

I fall into myself, become the very question.
I am your reflection, though counter-wise you reflect yourself into flesh.
I fall into myself, become the very question.
In this darkest inner church I kiss the Living Ikon.

In you the transcendent delineates as a vector,
A wounded hand outstretched into my abyss.
Let me clothe myself in you.
Track Name: To Quicken Stone
Was ever sacred fire within these halls,
Or mere ghostcandle, ignis fatuus?
A temple turned sepulcher,
Marmoreal and self-become!
A fool's edifice unto smoke-scattered divinity!
Was ever truth quick amid the coals?

Ἰδοὺ τίθημι ἐν Σιὼν λίθον προσκόμματος
Kαὶ πέτραν σκανδάλου·

Decriers --
Their dictum echoes in atria
To fracture quaint remembrance.
They set it all down as naught,
They set it all down as naught --
Naught but the ponderous slough
From whence the gnosis slithered,
Slithered forth in shining, new scales.

Visita Interiore Templis, Rectificatus Inveniat Occultum Lapidae.

Enter amid the chanting stone,
Whose murmuring corridors are holy ground.
Red Horeb burns with fire
Yet is not consumed.
A presence is here,
And a multitude.

Silencers, do you stop your ears?
The stones become a dread chorus,
Seed of faith's patriarch, raised of the very rock.
And spiritwoven in igneous union,
Rise as living stonework, a priesthood ascendant.

May our voices harrow you
That you should never forget.
With burning syllables
Mark we thee witness
Henceforth unto death.
Track Name: The Void Is The Heart Of The Flame
Trace the liminal space, the edge of self:
My negative, the border of I-am-not-this.
Question condenses along the curve, speaking forth its shape
As coastlines selfsame
On oceans of Other

The dance pressing outward, the lotus unfolding.
As with the scribal mark:
A hollow in the center of the question writ,
Such void given shape by its semicircling coil.

Ho Ôn,
Prime being and answer,
Suffuse the secondary
With emanations of fire.

I prayed today to be both stillness and fire,
My outer borders alive with your energies.
But lucid is the darkness at the center of the flame,
Where the heat is strongest.

The void is the heart of the flame
Where question feeds upon answer:
"This is my body… This is my blood…"
("Hoc est corpus meum… Hic est sanguis meus…")
I myself am question, my being a prayer.

By the eye I see.
The chasm dilates admittance.
Lucid is the darkness at the center of the eye.
By the void I see
Thy light given.

Flames rise in constellation:
Each an eye, each a saint, each a prayer.
I shall be among them.
And the fire and the lotus be one!
Track Name: Ophidian Crucifix
Twofold tongue did whisper once
Of gnosis, impetuous to rise
And so envenom
The dust-born lords of earth:
So stern a knowing
Upon us is visited,
Slain by a wisdom
Too great to wield.

וַתִּפָּקַ֙חְנָה֙ עֵינֵ֣י שְׁנֵיהֶ֔ם
(Wat-tip-pā-qaḥ-nāh ‘ê-nê šə-nê-hem.)

(Recall again:)
The desert slithered with fiery scale,
And old enmities burned:
(Cycle of death)
The endless wheel of stricken heel.
But pharmakon hung aloft.

An ensign of brazen coils,
That the gazing eye, beholding,
Might strong physic find
Against the dust-eater.

Recumbent, the first axis:
Letter and limit, the salt of the dead.
Though affixed to horizon, mercurial-tethered,
The miracle sleeps under coldblooded crest.

Ὃτι εἶδον οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου τὸ σωτήριόν σου·

O liminal mount of transfixion,
Axis mundi, inverter of stars:
Here, Lord, thy knowledge speaks
A triumph, silent, from scaffold,
In that suspended twilight
Where wisdom runs backward.
Thou tookest up the cup
And drankest full the dust therein.

In thee we transcend death
Through counterwisdoms.

וַתִּפָּקַ֙חְנָה֙ עֵינֵ֣י שְׁנֵיהֶ֔ם
Kαὶ ἐπέγνωσαν αὐτόν·

Ascendent, the second axis:
Pillar of niter and salt of the earth.
The poison that healeth, the crown of the helix,
O flame-feathered Spirit, alight on this healer's staff.

This birthright of two trees,
Effected through the third.
In wisdom ophidian,
In innocence as doves.
Track Name: Hierurgy
I seek the ice that forms at the edges of all things,
The half-places outermost.
Quietus, the winter of all.
Hibernaculum, the heart of all.
Brittle in reverence, bow --
Before all becomes mercury.
Bodiless sea, and beyond, great silence.

Far from the keep of familiar idols,
Here stirs the breath from beyond,
Across the nought, knows not shore.
It cannot be, yet was forever given.

In places most still
Echoes all the wordless thunder,
Murmuring chasms of blood-dark light.

Homesick am I
For nameless places
Where I am foreign --
For perpetual return
To what I have never known.

Forever peregrine
On wings of red sulfur.

Pneuma, wake in every hall
And cavern of my inmost,
As once you touched sea before light.

You.
In every sacred shrine:
Sanctum gives unto well,
Well gives unto sea,
Sea gives unto chasm,
Chasm gives unto thee.

From this secret fire I cannot repent.
For this I was called into being --
For this, named forth from the void.
So end my dyad and swallow my death!
Converge parallel rays -- solved in one, ever-distinct,
Swallowed in telos,
World without end.

(Knower of the field and the harvest)
From the field of this black hierurgy
To the solar blood, through white and red,
The sickle turns upon itself,
O firstborn from among the dead.

(Stone-set my face against the world's dying starlight)
Make me a blasphemy
Against the star that rules the age;
Phosphoros, dawn within my heart,
Beyond all world's and flesh's rage.

(In everliving fire of the fluxion)
Forever peregrine,
On wings of theion borne aflame,
As burning adamant unburned,
Inscribed with secret, sainted name.

(So long I've sat dreaming through glass darkly of your face)
In living I want nothing more,
In dying nothing more I seek,
But I should come to you at last
And tremble as my name you speak.

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