We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Unus Mundus Patet

by Jute Gyte

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Pro-pressed CD-R in DVD-style case with insert.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Unus Mundus Patet via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      $10 USD or more 

     

1.
Nothing has been said The empty hand is open Negation is determination The twin who dies first holds a mirror How many generations pass away Casting stones at a stone Venus in cancer Chained among the anthropophagi Petra genetrix Rock-bound spring that fed the brothers with nectar The world removed reveals the stone Broken ratiocination that murders to dissect Living flesh buried within the tomb of signs In the beginning was the deed Self-devouring mantis Hanged and gutted in your spangled mind The world falls apart into facts The facts fall apart
2.
The arch never sleeps Who of us would not be glad to lift the veil? Built of nothing but solitary thought, a structure rises precipitously upward Thersites born again as ape or egg The golden mind of Gracchus turned to lead In the shadow of a great ring This ain’t a dream anymore, it’s the real thing Horse dung in white wine Blood with the odor of violets The secret Wotan taught his son Did one wear a watch in the tomb? In the distance, an old phoenix rises Can entropy be decreased? The hunter paused, the wolf in chase It’s only castles burning
3.
You cannot invent the shape of a stone You seek it like a dream, you become its prey Artificial barbarian attains aphasia White ants have destroyed his chess-playing machine Cutting in pieces the brain of a jaguar Holofernes’ head transformed into a tray of fruit The descent beckons as the ascent beckoned Discord resolves discord Thorn removes thorn The crystals disintegrate and a vegetation springs forth
4.
Zweisiedler 02:55
5.
Your father, your brother, Crispus, now this Oh Fausta, are you in the third heaven? In the body or not? Eusebius knows Were you there on that hill When the virgin-born king became Quirinus? Now Remus the brother in Christ returns As Zeus raped Leda, Christ rapes the world Beneath the temple of mirrors, a flower is hidden Did I see you smiling In the ruins of the Serapeum? In hoc signo vinces We know the lion by its claw After the council of Nicaea, Constantine boiled Fausta alive In Rembrandt’s Rape of Proserpina, there is a sky behind the sky
6.
Everything visible is empty A ruin which represents another ruin Vermilion like the throat of dawn I am particularly interested in forgeries Come, lash back with tail, endure thy own scourging From utter abhorrence of love I measured the shadow cast by the mirror That old and evil plumage happily brought to earth Seawater and vomit Fresh blood dabbling the face of the ground Crying the neck Killing a sword
7.
Sema 04:01
8.
Philoctetes 09:03
I guess I’ll call it sickness gone You remember - my ankle’s stinking wound The two-portaled cave and dichroic cup The work of a sorry craftsman As Milton descended Perpendicular, swift as thought, Negation’s serpent flew Time’s arrow loosed from a silver bow Foully cast upon this solitude To live without deliverance Bewildered by each want as it rises In this sick estate on Lemnos’ cape I put myself into hiding Like the corpse of a beast The shadow of a vapor In this narrow house, free from desire There are three Heracles - the god, the shade, the stranger from Colonia Commodiana Who in this mirror is calling To commit an old bow to new war To harrow Ilion Within the hylic void Within October’s horse Within the weaver’s womb But now my friends you’re here Like sunlight following sleep As did Kronos’ children All that proceeds returns The coming night unweaves the work of day Ten years of pain, ten years of homecoming The underearth is past, the horizon future The sea like a mirror shaking
9.
Mere 09:28
10.
Frame Tapestry Frame Colonnade Bas-relief Colonnade Casket Cameo Casket Peace War Truth Lies Dionysus

about

Black metal in the archaic style, written July 2017 - February 2023.

credits

released September 5, 2023

Created by Adam Kalmbach
24EDO bass conversion by Metatonal Music

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Jute Gyte

Every Bandcamp Friday in 2024, all sales are donated to Doctors Without Borders: www.doctorswithoutborders.org

On Juneteenth all sales are donated to the NAACP Legal Defense Fund: naacpldf.org

contact / help

Contact Jute Gyte

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Jute Gyte, you may also like: