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THE SIXTH CHAMBER "Entrance to the Cold Waste" (Official Music Video)

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Published on Nov 26, 2018

Mythical gothic doom mysterians The Sixth Chamber present "Entrance to the Cold Waste", shot in the otherworldly wastelands of Death Valley, featuring Mahafsoun belly dance.

Directed by Constantin Werner

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SYNOPSIS:
An entheogenic seeker and sorcerer (Rahne Pistor) stalks an irresistible will-o’-the-wisp sorceress (Mahafsoun) through the vast tortured waste far beyond the waking world toward the marvelous sunset city. En route of his dream quest he encounters the creeper from the great beyond and other grim perils. What unspeakable horrors lie at the prehistoric stone monastery in the dominion of the crude and mischievous demon sultan Azathoth (Stanton LaVey), that evil devil? Who is left to trust? Do the seeker's true enemies lie within? Is reaching the wondrous Kadath in all its glory worth the wholesale scourging of his soul?

STARRING:
Rahne Pistor
Mahafsoun
Stanton LaVey
Brian Bodt

ADDITIONAL FILM CREDITS:
Produced by Mark Newton
Executive Producer: Rahne Pistor
Headpiece fashions by Loretta Vampz

SONG CREDITS:
Rahne Pistor - Vocals, Guitar
Steve Jansson - Lead Guitar
Bobby Parker - Bass
Adam Thompson - Keyboards
Jameson Cluchey - Drums


Written and produced by Rahne Pistor
Mixed and mastered by Geza X
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LYRICS:
“Entrance to the Cold Waste”
In the vast, cold waste
Through the entrance that you’ve been thrown
Your flesh has been torn from bone
Awaiting your turn to die at the hands of the scowling fiends
In the realm of the vast, cold waste
In the vast, cold waste
Immortal and not of this earth
Lies the creeper from the great beyond
And the reaper has plans in store in the not so distant hour
As you near
The entrance
To the cold, cold waste
One million souls devoured
Forever you scream but you’ll never be heard from again
In the vast, cold waste
Deceived by the wailing voices
Singing promise of the glory of Kadath
Devoured by the heathen feeders in the temple of the tyrant kings
Oh lord what have I become?
Who am I now?
I’m the creeper from the great beyond
A feeder on the force of the young
And I cannot deny that
In truth I’ve been warned in a distant time as a child not to near
The entrance
To the cold, cold waste
One million souls devoured
Forever you scream but you’ll never return to
The entrance
To the cold, cold waste
One million souls devoured
Forever you scream but you’ll never be heard from again
-lyrics by Rahne Pistor

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