Split LP with Soothsayer

by Autarch

  • Digital Album
    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

    You own this




Split with Soothsayer from Pittsburgh, PA

Recorded in Winter 2014


released June 1, 2016

Collin - guitar/vocals
James - guitar/vocals
Chad - bass
Jason -drums/vocals

Recorded and mixed by James, mastered by Brad Boatright (Audiosiege)
Artwork by Mario Carrasco García

Self-released in collaboration with Replenish Records and Reality is a Cult Records and with help from Headfirst! Records



all rights reserved



Autarch Asheville, North Carolina

space-crust from Asheville, NC.

contact / help

Contact Autarch

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Track Name: Guide
Choke all heavens, our path is clear
We've blinded our sentience
And in that: protection
A fledgling species; un-
yielding, un-wavering, and all
our ears ring and they ring:
We are sorry.

She is a beacon, we are drawn.
As she sputters and dies, our star winks out.
She is a beacon, we are drawn.
There has to be solace somewhere.

Guide: Lost.

And so it goes
We're left alone, we've what we've done
Killed our reflection, and an eternity of cold
Breathes in all directions "this is your solace"

She is our beacon, we are drawn.
Our guide is the shadow of cold and dawn.
She is our beacon, we are drawn.
Our guide never left us, our guide is a reflection.

And therein: beauty
fore all of pain and all of growth
fore all of cold and of endless unyielding
are found in this loss

"One thousand epics of cold
One thousand epics of crushing
For what never was
And what forever will be"
Track Name: Trespass
In Darkness
To light
Hollow and worn
Spit flesh and blood
Trespass in cover
In vacuum of flight
This is no world to call our own
When existence is cancer heal or atone
In one season
In one eternity
Gods whimper
In divine fall
Screaming into a nothing
The sun burns on,
coughs out,
existence collapses.
All tremble
cowering, fall
Save us from the Nothing
Light is gone
Reclaimed it, enslaved
Purity clarity, uprooted in time
With logic and number
Crushed what little they could claim
And sent us spiralling
Sent us spiralling
into our fears
into ourselves
In whisper
"We aren't what remains
we are what has been always"
The hand that spans eternity
Trespassed in guise of light
A notion of quantifiability
Is empty, is empty
Truth in nothing
Truth in all
Track Name: Pleiades
Ears, weary of the sounds of screaming, crust over.
Neural pathways close up from disuse,
As we march towards our better world.
A world we created for ourselves in the likeness of heaven;
We cannot see the end.

Eyes, weary of the sight of blood, cloud over.
Blurry shapes the only light remaining;
The market does not need you to see.
Automation has contracted the human condition; we replace
the bots we created in our likeness.

Vocal cords, weary of argument, wither and die.
You have no one to talk to.
You should only be worried
If you have something to hide; your voice
Is good for one thing only: dissension.

When you come of age you are mated to the gears;
Plugged in to the network. Circuits and blood,
flesh and bone, mesh with silicon and metal.
Your destiny realized, automation; submission
Your choice is this:

Submit or be cast away with the detritus of progress.
Freedom to starve or captivity in bliss.

Hear! The last question of youth.
See! Your world or vagrancy and hunger?
Speak! Your last chance to answer.

Speak! Your life, or "ours"?