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The Shadow Elite |
Cast me!
From thy golden bow
Shoot me!
O’ divine archer
Thy arrow
Against all law
Fire me!
From thy burning bow
Through gods and mortals
From shore to shore
We are the shadow elite!
Blackening holy land
We are ruin, we are locusts
Fatum ov the universe
We are the shadow elite!
Succumb ne’er to fear
Release me!
From thy flaxen bow
Let me fly skywards so I may fall
Upon the enemy
Versus all law
Release me!
Hurl me with thy golden bow
Through Nazareth and Bethlehem
To Zion’s halls
We are the shadow elite!
Blackening holy land
We are ruin, we are locusts
Fatum ov the universe
We are the shadow elite!
Succumb ne’er to fear
Cast me!
From thy golden bow
Shoot me!
O’ divine archer
Thine arrow
Against all law
Fire me!
From thy burning bow
Through gods and mortals
From shore to shore
We are the shadow elite
Blackening holy land
We are ruin, we are locusts
Fatum ov the universe
We are the shadow elite
Succumb ne’er to fear
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Sowing Salt |
We, ov Adam's crude defiance
Hellbent to set Horeb aflame
Stride like the lion
Writhe like the snake
Driven to never bow in fear
Before no god, king, nor man
Stride like the lion
Scorch like the flame
March forth!
Flee not!
March forth!
We, the very voice ov his revenge
Like trampling giants laying all to waste
Give ear to the echoes ov the revelation's bane
This is a song that brings not joy but pain
Give ear to the echoes ov the howling Typhon's reign
March forth!
Flee not!
March forth!
March forth!
The untiring emperor's infantry
Flee not!
Like down-flung Napoleon's sword
We, the salt ov scorching earth
Not ov the morality ov the slaves
March forth!
Flee not!
March forth!
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The Shit Ov God |
Eat my flesh, drink my blood
I am the shit ov god
If you are the sun, I am Vantablack
You're the light ov the world, I thrive in the dark
You brighten the north, I rage down south
This heretic's homily I offer thee now
I for ingrate
E to eradicate
S for the scorn
U for useless
S for the shame
J for joyless
H to humiliate
S for thy son unloved
We are the shit ov god
We are the shit ov god
If you are prey, then I am the beast
You wave a white flag, I accept no defeat
They say you're almighty, an Illusion I quell
You serve up in Eden, I reign in hell
I for ingrate
E like eradicate
S for the scorn
U for useless
S for the shame
J for joyless
H to humiliate
S for thy son unloved
We are the shit ov god
We are the shit ov god
We are the shit ov god
If you are purity, I am born ov filth
You're exalted in faith, I am driven by will
If you are the rock, I am crushing tide
This sermon I wake from coma unto the light
Eat my flesh, drink my blood, I am the shit ov god
Eat my flesh, drink my blood, I am the shit ov god
I for ingrate
E to eradicate
S for the scorn
U for useless
S for the shame
J for joyless
H to humiliate
S for thy son unloved
We are the shit ov god
We are the shit ov god
We are the shit ov god
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Lvciferaeon |
Let's raise this chalice of shattered hopes
Full of ill-starred, poisoned wine
Let's raise a grail and drink to him—
To Lucifer!
His light, sublime
If I am God
Everyone is
If I am God
If I am not
None exists!
Let's drink for the tears he's shed—
He who wears not an angel's shame
Let's raise a grail and drink to him—
To freedom's father!
The lamb's disdain
If I am God
Everyone is
If I am God
If I am not
None exists!
If I am God
Let's toast he of the impaling horns
Who bears the naked truth of stars—
An umbra free of mortal coil
To Baphomet!
King of Antioch!
Let's drink to him, the morning sun
Beyond providence, beholden to none!
Lord
Lord of Tophet
Lord of Gehinnom
To Lucifer!
Whence aurora shone!
If I am God
Everyone is
If I am God
If I am not
None exists!
If I am God
Everyone is
If I am God
If I am not
None exists!
If I am God
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To Drown The Svn In Wine |
O captain! My captain!
Your fearful trip is done
Raise anchor and sail ahead
When hope is long forgotten
And the cycle's end prevails
Behold, gravity consuming every light
Like a snake devouring its tail
Oh, mighty night
I'm wed to you in lust
In Plutonian victory
To drown the svn in wine
O captain! My captain!
Your fearful trip is done
Raise anchor and sail ahead
Behold thee, this flower immortal
That dares to bloom in hell
'Tis not the prophecy
But a promise ov the end
Unholy night
I'm wed to you in lust
In Plutonian victory
To drown the svn in wine
All shudder in fear
As Fimbul winter brings grave cold
Stricken awe by untrodden umbra
Where no light dwelled nor god
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Nomen Barbarvm |
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
Can you feel this bleeding, caustic dark
And the faded moons hiding behind the mask
Ov opaque and boreal, obsidian nights?
Can you remember those dismal dawns
Which beckoned lifeless dusks?
Translucency ov thy halo
Swirls ov angelic ash
The horrors torture and I am them
Eyes that judge and stare
In the garden ov earthly horror
Am I unaware I am aware?
Can you remember the diluvial rains
And the tears ov a grieving earth?
Solemn as stone
Deafening crescendo ov my pain
The horrors torture and we are them
Eyes that judge and stare
In the garden ov earthly horror
Am I aware I am unaware?
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
אַבְרקדבְרה
The horrors torture and I am them
Eyes that judge and stare
In the garden ov earthly horror
Am I unaware I am aware?
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O Venvs, Come! |
Art thou providence and grace?
That cometh ov Michael's sword?
Art thou what they sayest thou art...
Art thou the lord?
Art thou the warden to my sleep?
The truth neither bought nor sold?
Art thou what thou sayest thou art?
Art thou the lord?
מְנֵא מְנֵא תְקֵל וּפַרְסִין
Take mine eyes and let me see
Take my hand and ad plus ultra-lead
Take my voice and hear me speak
Take my love and let it bleed
Thou art the will that shall not break
Thou art he who did Yahweh forsake
Thou art the sun I traverse toward
Praise thee o lord!
Thou art the impetus and terminus ov history
In thee the logos speaks to me
Thou art the only light our own
Thou art the omen ov dusk and dawn
מְנֵא מְנֵא תְקֵל וּפַרְסִין
Take mine eyes and let me see
Take my hand and ad plus ultra-lead
Take my voice and hear me speak
Take my love and let it bleed
מְנֵא מְנֵא תְקֵל וּפַרְסִין
'Tis not a nail
This is my sin
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Avgvr (The Dread Vvltvre) |
Come hither, oh, mortal man
Ye fainthearted marionettes
Is it de trop for thine eyes to discern?
Is it too much for thine ears to bear?
Oh, how I yearned for my revival
Being ever born anew
So, I could tear this matrix asunder
Daring to stray worlds away from you
For I am the last living god
Herald ov godless rebirth
I skulk among thee in prodigious silence
I wear your skins and know your hearts
I preach not peace but carnality and violence
Woe and shame to you all
For I am the last living god
Herald ov godless rebirth
And all must come to dust
All must burn to ash
Now fly, fly, my dread vultures, fly
Down to mass graves and vaults
Keep watch, watch, watch thy sleepless eyes
Lest ye lose the course
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