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[demon.of.the.fall]

Thy Aeons Envenomed Sanity (1999)


1. Introduction (The Broken Talon)

[instrumental]


2. The Unbounded Wrath

The sky has blessed us by revealing its obscure side
From which the stars look upon us, begging to be taken away
For we are the ones who already fell from amongst them, to weaken the light of day

With the reality of blade we'll cut the wings from your dreams
The mighty darkside mocks your saviour, laughs at his screams
We are the embodiment of war
We are the whip of Satan himself
We are the whirlwind upon your kind

Merciless towards you all we are
With all the pride of a fallen star

Suffer, you christian bastads
We'll force you to drink your own blood
And the last thing you'll realize will be the cruelness in our eyes

The sky has blessed us by revealing its obscure side
From which the stars look upon us, begging to be taken away
For we are the ones who already fell from amongst them, to weaken the light of day

Shudder before the might of our Lord and His legions
Cry in pain when these claws of Death reach your heart
The wrath we hold within is strong enough to crush even mountains
Be ready to feel it, you'll all die on your fucking knees!


3. My Somberness Surmounted

I close my eyes and your light is ignored
I entomb my memories and your words are forlorn
Subconscious walls imprison me no more
The blade runs upon my skin, my hands become sore

It must be the crasp of Death that pulls me under the surface, over and over again...

At last I'm setting myself apart from your useless ways
At last I forsake the burden you created for me
Your illusions are like dust to me
Just some reflections of worthlessness

Hate breathes within me
I see thousand times farther than any of you can
You failed to sense the harvest which you've become
You revealed me the weakness in man

Bitter sweet is this view of solitude
...take me but not my flesh...
Confused I am by all these dark emotions;
Am I to sink in these infinite black oceans?

I see cursed bodies dance around Devil's fire
My Dark Father! Receive me... complete me... impale me with immortality


4. Of A Stormgrey Vision

Let Thy sword fall upon the necks of the feeble and the foolish
Raise thy fist in glory, smash the crosses to thousand little pieces
Give your commands unto the firestorms, may the flames caress the sky
Lead the whirlwinds towards the masses and as harvested they shall fall

Agony and fear arise in black shapes, both are here to torment the weak
Listen how they cry for their "god" that never existed the way they thought
He is not a saviour nor is he a king, never was and never shall be
Only a coward without any reason to be a ruler

This world shall be given to those who roam the paths of the dark Unseen
This world shall be reborn to greet its true owners
This world shall be laid in the shade of lightless day, dawnless morning

Just give us Thy sword, it'll be our scythe
Just give us Thy sign, and we will be the Damnation

All the honour is Yours
I feel Thy unclean powers run through me
A river of blood, all shed with our hands
Faithfully we follow Thy commands


5. He Awaits...

Take a look beyond this mortal world
Can you see what awaits thereon?
Listen! Can you hear those voices call your name?
Different words but they all mean the same

Wooden gates are closing behind you
No turning back, walk onwards on your path
Coldwinds are blowing against your face
Be prepared to feel the most gruesome grace

A place where the fire has its lair
You can't turn away, you are already there
Burn with passion!

Let the mist move aside, let it clear your sight
Can you feel His presence?
Stars as His crown, mountains as His throne
This is your destiny for you are His own
He awaits...

6. Towards The Tempting Infinity

Enter through the door hiding in your dreams
Step forth and explore our domains with mesmerized eyes
Lift your hands towards us and invoke us from the deeps of your mind

Open your eyes to behold
The chalice is overflowing with blood
With the blood from your arms
Feel the thunders as they reach for you
Welcome them on your knees

Watch the shadows dance in that mist
Hear how a nightly hymn bewitches
And know that we are the ones who walk where stars never sleep
Under the eyes of the Superior One

Raging sound of the spiritstorm is closing in
Death is calling you to bathe in eternal sin
Tempting your most deepest desire
Soul to burn in the everflaming fire

Now, drink from the warm stream of your own blood
Break down your mortal bonds and blaspheme the worthless one
For your place is with us here where sun is never shown
And the obscurity gives you everything you seek
So you stand above the foolish and the weak

Enter through the door hiding in your dreams
Step forth and explore our domains with mesmerized eyes
Lift your hands toward us and invoke us from the deeps of your mind
Under the eyes of the Darkest One


7. Ensnared In Moonshades

Above the silvery shining surface of the water
Beneath the breath of the cruelest breeze
Through the foggy and untouchable blackness
From the blackest rain that couldn't freeze
The shadows of my Lord approach

The touch of the evening mist, colouring views black for my eyes to see
The magical reign of the darkest infinity
Thee I praise, the Mightiest one
Proud I am to be Thy son
Come and bring Thy shadows to veil my existence

Let me become a permanent part of Thy kingdom
Let me drown in the shades of Thy greatness
May I feel Thy presence stronger than ever before
May Thy flame embrace me like the waves embrace the shore

Thou who art the ruler of the deepest
Thou art merciless to those who don't follow thy obscure paths
But never to Your sons and daughters

I give my life away and my soul is at Your hands...

I descend into images so dark and deep
As one with the night I sleep
With rejoice I die and fade away
For never again touches me the light of day

Now darkness remains as eternal to me
Blessed I am by His supremacy
For there is a star enthroned in the forbidden side of the sky
...and that star is I!


8. When The Spirits Dance In Grief

[instrumental]


9. The Thorns Cry Blood

Peaceless is my grim existence
I am my own shadow, your tormentor
When the dark no longer slumbers
I will take your thoughts into the weeping veil of stars

Hear my hymn you lightseeking mortal
You can find the truth from these dark views
But by turning away only ignorance and weakness shall clothe your soul

See me standing in the shades of the eclipse
Flames by my side, storm as my companion
I'm the one hidden behind the velvet mist
Watching you unwounded by the thorns of agony

Await no paradise, receive no salvation
Forget their lies, become true Damnation

Don't try to deny the attraction of infernal powers
Let them fill your within with their torturing pleasures

Haunting whispers silently piercing your mind
Follow me to the path of silence and thus I reveal you the answers you long for
Open your lightblinded eyes, kiss the seducing face of the night
See the thorns cry blood, feel my Masters might

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[demon.of.the.fall]

Subliminal Antenora (2001)


1. Breathless Flesh Sculpture

One thousand different rooms full of pain
One thousand rooms full of different pain
There are no words to describe all the horror
Which these thick stonewalls have witnessed

Voyaging into the ravines in their empty eyes
You can observe all those Demons as they rise
Experiencing the perverse form of true art
All the poetry in dead flesh and suffocated love

Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art

The desecration of god's image is almost completed
As your desperation enriches this masterpiece
The symmetry of mutilation is worth marveling
All the artists wait for your pulse to seize

In the breathless flesh exhibition our loyality is comprised
Through the materialising of sickness our praises are combined
With the magnificience of this art we hail Thee, oh Satan!!!

Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art


2. Daemonolith

Each time I speak
An angel falls beheaded from the heavens
Each time my foot meets the soil
The celestial fruits wither to dust

I was the one to offer them my gifts
Obsessive pearls for the absent generations
When the old nations were hammered down
I stood there strangling them to their final sleep

Persistance has overcome
In order to achieve the clearest triumphancy
Seek not for the obvious nor the visible
And thus, thou might become a part of me

I am sure you must know me
For I am the taste in the veins of those who enjoyed the carnage

Halls beyond the blinded eyes
The wells right in front of their souls
Trapped in the current trails of simplicity
Abandoned inner stigmas, now purely manifest

The future is driven through my palms
Your deficiency was painted by my speech
The Master's empyrean yearns for no rest
I deliver the goblets of venom, two for each...

One for your scattered bones
And the other for your dreams
I am the one offering you my gifts
Obsessive pearls for the present generations


3. Netherwordly

In a spectrum of darker fantasies
I absorbed the myriad auras
With delusions harnessed in twisted solace
The planets stepped down in pure homage

For each of time I have cast the dice
Beneath perfectly euclidean constellations
My face is lined with sol's demise
And agonised through His transformations

Unearthly...netherwordly

Virtuous is every sin to me
I master the crafts of dying
In all of its sordid serenity
I find life worth defying
My contempt is for those in a dead human shell

Netherwordly...unearthly

Harboured I became in the shelter of His name
Forever fedwith the ceremonial gloom
The wawes of inferno are my sword, suffering is my shield
The might of Hell is my guide on this endless slaughterfield

The omnipotent colours of Armageddon are scathing indeed
And the displayed, severed head of the nazarene
A skull undressed of all skin, isn't it ravishing?


4. Of Predators And Preys

Disentangeled by abominations
Strenghtened in every aspect through confrontations
Hiding oneself from the sarcastic faces of this universe

A fallen disciple burdened with confusion
Conquered by an uncontrollable creed to scatter His delusion
Plundered down to the spectral gorges of the earth

Undisguised for the ignorant to see
The splendour in such a profane conspiracy

Imprisoned and lost in the untrodden maze
...of predators and preys

Cutting like a dagger hardened in His fire
Afflictions and violations are freed in this void
Possess an almighty eye to witness their choir
And hunt down fools that have always decoyed

Wingless and scattered, the slaves of submission
In them, ideal serpent of death, waiting
Lead by instincts like vermin on a carcass
oppressed by the context; blessing of oblivion
...Absence is present when the presence is absent

Anxiously awaiting His millennia
Slowly sowing the seeds of hysteria
Captured in the strangling embrace
...of predators and preys
...Presence is absent when the absence is present

Charged with misantrophy...
This is how we hunt!


5. The Mirrored Deathwish Paranoia

Hidden horrors strive from the inner mind
And all life is altered to sadness
Rapture is now the painted crime
Images are enriched with madness

I watched as it opened right before me
A vortex reflection of the mystery sea
Where pain and pleasure do collide
Where compassion shall never abide

Here no beast hides his face behind a mask
Here no hollow words are spoken
There breathes no forgiveness
No chains grow to be broken

This would no mortal creation ever bear
For the forlorn sins I hereby share
I am a part of this dark and demonic feast
The walls are laughing in the Temple Of The Beast

Give me wings and give me horns
Infest my heart with Thy morbid thorns
Blind my sight with the infernal flame
And I shall slaughter to honour Thy name


6. An Ode To The Bringer Of Chaos

The night is our dawn - bestow us Thy spell
Allow us to comprehend the august wisdom of Hell
With insanity Thou have besmeared my mind
Come forth, Thou art the father of our kind

The agitator behind the walls of flames
Behold these instruments of vengeance
Curse forever this light-raped dimension
Embrace it to death with Thy tyrannic ascension

Crushing the skull of christ out of pure delight
Grievance is the reward of this world forlorn
The hellburn inside, guiding me to the pit and beyond
Thy grasp squeezes my soul and never lets me go

With a perverted smile upon our lips we observed
The enemy bemoaned in the nectar of a dying world...

Satan, Thou art to spill the wine of suicide
Master, Thou art the razor upon their throats

As marionettes of death in the arms of Mammon
Or like flesh torn by the unhallowed dragon
Malignant visions unfold, Thy age has begun
Darkness is ours for Thy flame became our sun


7. Anno Sathani

The sons of adam, the daughters of eve
All have bent down to the dust onto their knees
Anticipating the final asbsolution
The sweet, liberating execution

The flames have swallowed all hallowed
And the white gowns of the saints are now blood coloured
Pathetic whores of jehovah are oppressed
The lambs are slaughtered and christ bleeds of insest

ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI
ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF BLASPHEMY
ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI
ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF SODOMY

Behold! Your cross is burning
It will no longer bare your weight
In the name of the mighty persecutor
This is the sunset of christian faith

I laugh at the very annihilation of your kind
All fools going down with their "master mind"
We are bound by hellfire's seduction
As we pledge in the name of Desruction

ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI
ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF SUFFERING
ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI
ANNO SATHANI, THE TIME OF AGONY

ANNO SATHANI, THE DAWN OF TRIUMPHANCY!!!

[demon.of.the.fall]

Osiris - Typhoon Unmasked (2001)


1. The Circle Of Six

This is our attempt to raise the tower of Babel!

The sigil of Amon seals this covenant
Six different bodies form the unity of one
Blood is replaced by venom, skin by scales
Morbidity reaches measures unreal... Insane

Antagonists of the surrounding subhumanity
Breaking the dove's neck to manifest our intentions
We desire... to demoralize the sanctity of life
We climb higher... to tresspass against Jahve's light

Open wide are the lunar eyes
Saturn is on the rise
The acausal streams into the causal
At the brink of supremacy we look at thee and laugh
The most sinister energies besiege the kin of man

Tired steps lead to the lunatic's arena
A Circus Maximus of our own
Where the lions shall never starve

We invert the crucifix to skullfuck god with it
Fist of annihilation out of control
Spiritual, nonetheless effective
Re-writing time with pandemonium's quill
At one with Lucifer's pride, we made our kill

The igneous serpents slither
With their pulses synchronized
Death may be gaining on us as well
But we are not the crippled
Tired steps lead to the lunatic's arena
A Circus Maximus of our own
Where the lions shall never starve


2. Mercurian Soulscapes

Demigodly creatures infiltrating the human race
Embodied hellish energy behind a common front
Aware of reality's phantasmagoric nature
We can see right through its manmade exterior

Bearing the spark of purification
Which'll clothe all continents in a fiery veil
Erasing the errors of the past
Thus, making way for the future
And reclaiming the dignity once lost

Those sharing the goblet of deeper insight
Can never be misled by any mortal word
And so we wander in subterranean shadows
Where the beams of biblical light fail to distract

Like a pack of bicephalous wolves
Patiently observing those we desire to hunt
Fully prepared to unleash our innermost demons
To violate, to ravish and to annihilate

By sundown's ghastly eminence we'll assemble
To bayonet each and every clerical heart
And with the lifeblood of the first dead shepherd
Our faces will be painted as an indication of triumph

Enfolded by bleak auras
Glowing with otherworldly splendour
Upon the wings of inborn aspiration
We shall soar high above the carcass fields
Where fellow ravens peck holes in rotten skulls


3. In Invidiam

I am cause and effect, I absorb and reflect
Picture an unbroken circle and you'll comprehend what I am
I have no beginning nor an end
A stream of impure deeds that the holy resent

I improve your fractured reality
But only to deprive you of a crown
I even build you towers
But only to tear them down

By my command
The heaven bleeds a rain of arsenic tears
And petty souls are put asunder
Like two-thousand years old papyrus scrolls

Ignorance=degeneration
Your deletion lies in this equation
Acknowledge your secret thirst for my existence
For I can turn you into a god

All the names of darkness are carved upon my skin
I am an unsolved riddle, a myth of the gloomiest kind
The fountain of excellence or the venom of mind

Never has true euphoria been rooted in utopia
Dip your face in acid and admire the new you
There is illusion even in illusion
But behold with my eyes to see clarity in confusion

Be my scepter and I shall be your throne
A Union Equilibrium, we'll reign eternities as our own
A thin line seperates madness and magnificience
And together we are bound to balance upon it


4. My Twin Of Disorder

>From the coldness of the mirror
Inhuman eyes stare back at me
The blueprints of decadence are revealed
Subconscious beast revels in aggression
Knowing nothing of boundaries,
My twin of disorder

Killer of souls, a daemon if you will
Inner machine of a destructive design
As real as the air I breathe
As concrete as the ground beneath
He's my reason to practise mayhem
A right to express my hatred

Absurdity! March through me
Turn me into thy fortress
The stronger you grow, the clearer I see
No eyes shall I need in darkness

Drawn into the perpetual greyness of emotions
On the shoulders of a genocide I stand
He carries the invisible jewels of wisdom
He is more me than I am myself,
My twin of disorder

With open arms I shall confront the day
When the dead forsake Gaia's embrace
All of the icons of light rotate half a circle
And escape into nothingness
Then we are no longer two
But one and the same


5. Regained Planetary Possession

The lower the sun sinks,
The larger each shadow grows on celestial soil
Not suddenly but certainly
The holy land is swallowed into new kind of tyranny

The planet, like a thoroughly raped whore,
Bled the demonic ones out from its core
The tempest speaks in ominous tongues
Of a tremendous havoc yet to come

Worlds bend and even time devours itself hollow
Inhale the blasphemous dance of the macrocosm
With throes it gives birth to a strange constellation

Emerging from the sea of distress
Like a 21st century Leviathan

The unseen legionaries, all-worldly possessors
Now enter the skies over god's paradise
They dominate and they destroy
They decide when the curtain shall fall (on our pityful existence)

Mother earth already underwent the metamorphosis
And so shall all her children
Kissed by Thanatos and pulled to the grave

Soldiers of Satan, the very emperors of this world
Animosity embodies, new methods of torture surface
Human despair is their amusement
Nations fell pale before life's nemesis

On the expanded levels of awareness
Compulsive behaviour breeds
Give in to these imperatives
And participate in self-destructive deeds


6. Antithesis

Spokesmen of slavery,
The earth is barren where you stand
Knee-deep in the quicksand of inability
Yet, respect is what you demand

Save your quotes and affected sermons
'coz stupidity has never impressed me
Know that my windows aren't walls like yours are
And no act you engage in can do me harm

Why such reluctance to discard the doctrines
That are like talons tearing apart your within?
Oh, the despair if god ever turned his back on you
This catastrophe scenario of yours is making me amused

You are but fools sacrificed at random
In the twisted game of redemption
It's illogical to choose a path
That will ultimately lead to one's decline
And still wish for a sip of monumentality's wine

In the same labyrinth of dilemmas we dwell
To me it is a challenge, to you it is a hell
Your kind may seek comfort in thraldom
But I stand erect, holding high the banner of wisdom

Rapists of dignity,
Sowing your falsehood into young minds
So arrogantly trusting your sanctity
Though, the stab will come from behind

You are but fools sacrificed at random
In the twisted game of redemption
It's illogical to choose a path
That will ultimately lead to one's decline
And still wish for a sip of monumentality's wine


7. The Parody's Zenith

All the way from Eden to Armageddon
Such long the journey, not a single step taken
Infested the planet like malignant tumors
Still being the lowest of all terrestial lifeforms

Welcome to the grand downward vortex
Drowning in nightmares, fear is what we breathe
A flickering flame of a candle is our existence
Fading out, evermore insignificant

In comparison with the living
The dead seem rather fortunate

We have engraved our own epitaph
The last paragraph in the chronicles of man
A scythe-bearing sun smiles at the tragedy
Sheding a light of irony upon the failures of humanity

Technology marches on
As does the death of intelligence
Towards a brand new Golgatha
Where only one cross awaits us all

Mankind... Cast aside... Deprived of life
Tormented with the nails of extinction
The last swing of the hammer concludes the parody
Of a race poisoned by triviality

And still some dare to ask: Will dawn follow this darkness?


8. Horns And Feathers

In the aftermath of another escape from reality
Exhausted you lay, circled by nothingness
You sank so deep... lacking the strength to surface again

Miracles and revelations, or just hallusinations?
God tends to speak only at the moments of weakness
As ruins are easier to conquer

Guilt batters with a killer's fist
Forcing you to confess your supposed sins
Hoping for heaven, afraid of hell
You sealed your decay with a shallow prayer

How real can this revival be
When it's merely compensating your low self-esteem?
Life-long submission seems to be the price of faith
So, will the bleeding hearts give more than they take?

Drifting with the winds out at the sea of deceit
The fear of god is all you have
No sign of the promised salvation
An addict to punishment and restrain
Paints horns and feathers within the same frames

Helped up from the pit
And thrown down into a deeper one


9. Iconoblast

Profoundly punished am I
Bound to bear witness to this global masquerade
In which kings and fools may be the same
Theatrical innocence and whoredom are abloom
In the rotten hierarchy fundamentally deaf to all truths

Narrow is the path of the compassionate
Vain is the philanthropic approach
Making haste from the womb to the stage
To star an incoherrent martyrplay

I bow to Osiris-Typhon
And to the grandeur of His ascendancy
Within, about and beyond me
I extol the sun-outshining Mercury
That steals the feeble's vision

Consider me as a potential iconoblast
As a gun pointed at your foreheads
Without mercy and remorse
I tread on the debris of benevolence
And assault the most sacrosanct

Corrupted to the core and, yet, so sinless
Terminally short on dignity
Just barely breathing in morality's stranglehold
If self-delusion was a crime,
You'd be taken straight to the gallows

Narrow is the path of the compassionate
Vain is the philanthropic approach
Making haste from the womb to the stage
To star an incoherrent martyrplay

Profoundly rewarded am I
Stripped of all humane amidst this global masquerade

[demon.of.the.fall]

The Polarity Axiom (2004)


1. Soulquake

Invite me or not - I will enter anyway
resist me or not - I will sculpt you all the same

You are the soil opened for a grain
an empty canvas that begs for paint

Both venom and opium I am
drink of me while you can
call me madness or the redeemer
it's inconsequential for I am neither

A nightmare this is but in dreams meet we not
this window to reality you can't nail shut
in your eden within I am the tree of sin
the point where speech ends and echoes begin

Aberrant at heart, you must be erased
the rigidness of mind - by progress replaced

Both venom and opium I am
drink of me while you can
call me madness or the redeemer
it's inconsequential for I am neither

On a paintrip to the center of existence
the concept of commonness loses all meaning
a piece of broken glass on evolution's path
it is now up to you: re-shaped or removed


2. The Herald For Reason

From the primal sediment of Athor
I've built and moulded this body
thus, to the lower spheres I may descend
to manifest myself before thee

The rays of illumination
like spears I cast through thee
by the burning Eye, re-awaken Sight
beaconed thy paths will be

I, the logos of the Black Fire
for the triumph of progress do strive
amidst the haze of obsolete notions
bright as the Dog-star I shine

Conventionality I shall rend to shreds
to banish all morals from thy temple of flesh
for with each step beyond thy human reflection
verge thou evermore upon perfection The rays of illumination
like spears I cast through thee
by the burning Eye, re-awaken Sight
beaconed thy paths will be

Wisdom is the seedling of splendour
will - the condition for its growth
flourish it shall with persistence
though dwell it might ‘neath a wintry cloak

As the torch of intuition
I shall throw light upon thy way
guiding thee into the knowledge
of thy Three-tongued Flame


3. Chaos Attributes

Vapours of malice and ill-will we breed
up to the Astral Light they steam
as hails of pandemia they'll soon return
battering the race of human worms

The great crusher of worlds
demolishing with us as Thy tools
unstable sinister element
force omega to the ways of fools

Beyond the tangible shroud
the black waters cease not to stir

The great architect of worlds
constructing with us as Thy tools
the vital fire of rebirth
force alfa to the aeons of Truth

The raging waves of Fohat
ride over our dimensions
and we are the rocks that they carry
the mass of the primitive oceans
once set the process in motion

The march of chaos - alliteration to order

Beyond the tangible shroud
the black waters cease not to stir

The raging waves of Fohat
ride over our dimensions
and we are the rocks that they carry
the mass of the primitive oceans
once set the process in motion

No shackle of any mundane rule
can or will chain us still
for we are the ones to quake this world


4. Blood Beguiles Phantoms

Sensations of anguish swallow me whole
anxiety drills its way to the marrow
the quill I dip in the red ink impure
to compose poetry by which they are allured

Mounted upon a three-legged horse
my zest for life trudges forth
an invitation to the phantoms unseen
the kama-rupic rinds in betwixt and between

Like souls of sinners in purgatory fires
striving to escape the jaws of demise
the remnants of unbridled human desires
severed from matter by the kiss of the Scythe

Concealed in the multitude of leeches
yearning to feed on my vitality
I can sense the intensity of their hunger
to consume what is still left of me

Predatory functions inhabiting not flesh
as if vicious thoughts were floating around
sharing the collective curse
the compulsion of parasite paradigms

Drained me dry and emptied my chalice
leaving but an echoing well behind
locked up I am in this dark chrysalis
to hatch out devoid of body, soul and mind

Wrapped in the multitude of leeches
yearning to feed on thy vitality
thou can sense the intensity of our hunger
to consume what is still left of thee


5. Drakomorphos

The source of splendour in forms manifold
in whom the fathomless arcana turn aglow
Eosphoros - The brightest heavenly eye
each tempest of doubt His grandeur makes subside

All aeons entwine for He did arise
the flame that without loss endlessly devides
like the sharpest sword is His unchallenged blaze
that cuts from our way the cobweb of restraint

Heralds, disciples and serpents we are
the object and the channel for His powers
driven forth by the undying lust
to surpass the frailties of ours
and to go beyond every Ring-pass-not

The true wisdom besmeared in black
waiting to be once unravelled
by the insightful and the daring
to be finally discovered

Whereas He is the circle, we are at the center
too abstract to be defined, too concrete to be denied

All aeons entwine for He did arise
the flame that without loss endlessly devides
you call Him Satan, the prince of darkness and death
we call Him Satan, the eternal fountain of strength

Whereas He is the circle, we are at the center
too abstract to be defined, too concrete to be denied


6. 8th Sphere

With fear at heart you exhale your life
and down, down, down you'll stride

Each impulse you've indulged
failure wears your ring
born a slave to wealth and fame
failure! Where's your king?

With the vortex streams of karmic gravity
sinking to the grosser realms beneath
to the 8th sphere, the gutter of cosmos
from whence arises none

Not Hell but the globe of death
too dense for an eye to detect
the place of complete dissolution
nature's evolutionary absolution

Like a fly captured in a jar
destined to dissolve you are
atom by atom, flaw by flaw
slowly ground in the teeth of All

The shape of shadows and light
puts out the dying fires inside
another soul embraces its end
never to reborn again

With fear at heart you exhale your life
and down, down, down you'll stride

Each impulse you've indulged
failure wears your ring
born a slave to wealth and fame
failure! Where's your king?

With the vortex streams of karmic gravity
sinking to the grosser realms beneath
to the 8th sphere, the furnace of cosmos
from whence returns none


7. With Black Aureoles

We fell and were dressed in skin
as beasts to roam this labyrinth
the voice of the Cosmic Mind
still echoes in the depths inside

Behold these carnal forms
against a background of gold
with black aureoles

Spirit and matter, the balance and the battle
polarity - the basis of all living and dead
the dragon and the serpent, the higher and the lower
polarity - the basis of all written and said

By a modern means to an ancient end
to pour reason on the minds once bent
the "I" is nought without the "AM"
awareness, light the wick in man

Full of the hunger to absorb more
and to shine it all forth
with black aureoles

Spirit and matter, the balance and the battle
polarity - the basis of all living and dead
the dragon and the serpent, the higher and the lower
polarity - the basis of all written and said

The warmth on our backs
is the same on your chest
and the cold beneath our feet
is the one on your flesh


8. Forsaking The Yoke

Burdened with no regret
caged not by hesitation
the time of departure is set
with eternity's invitation

Come death - the liberation
free me from each earthly boundary
to reach the higher destination
where shape is no longer a necessity

Arise death - the unresting stream
wash me clean from the filth of old
to allow my spirit to breathe
far away from its tenacious hold

Mourn not when this body dies
after all, flesh is the yoke we all despise

I discard the shell to unmask myself
ascending back from where I fell

An early sundown at my shrine
a leap into darkness from the greyness of life
in vain are the tries to redeem my soul
for this son of Satan is marching home

Could not grasp the skies
when this flesh held me down
now that my time is ripe
fire shall become my crown

[demon.of.the.fall]

Wreath Of Thevetat (2008)


1. Moving Mountains

As one rope loosens, another then tightens
far too long we've been strangled and tied
this sick circle of shame must now finally break
so that honour may again walk by our side

Roamers of the path of many paths
now the hour has come for us to act
with inhuman hatred and intensity
to ram down the monoliths of fallacy

At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins
the heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin
we'll stand among the victors through this colossal war
the sight of moving mountains is what we are here for

The ethics and laws that we deeply abhor
have left mere rust and rot in their wake
so each such child of the holiest of lies
together with their fathers shall be slain

The storm of rebellion will never calm down
in the raging hearts of the truly devout
so hold not a moment more thy fury back
for swords are made to cut and daggers to stab

At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins
the heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin
we'll stand among the victors through this colossal war
the sight of moving mountains is what we are here for

Enthralling is the scent of burning shrines
and the sound of crumbling hierarchies
as after this disgraceful time
the true nature in us can once again breathe

May lips wet with blood to the world now proclaim:
at last the Beast if free and, verily, so shall remain!

In the chanting winds of this glorious black night
we hold the scalps of the crushed rulers high
without swaying a hammer or piling any stones
where once their towers stood we raise our own

At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins
the heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin
we'll stand among the victors through this colossal war
the sight of moving mountains is what we are here for


2. The Kings To Come

Like puny insects without a destination
in the mud of Malkuth these bodies crawl
but our eyes are fixed beyond the horizon
where our sidereal thrones are towering tall

Silent is the call to splendour in man
felt by billions yet indulged by few
inertia and ruin walk hand in hand
in a world that idleness has consumed

Equality is the ruthless slayer of liberty
when those are beheaded that rise above
seemingly desirable it leads to constraint
and all such deception we must renounce

Just as beasts become men so shall kings turn into gods
life by life to slowly ascend towards the sanctum of stars

Ekpyrosis, you may soon swallow us all
but we shall not atone in your fatal flames
for our fate is certain and will so strong
that from your grasp we shall escape

Like puny insects without a destination
in the mud of Malkuth these bodies crawl
but our minds are freed beyond the horizon
where sacred words sound through cosmic halls

That which we yearn with force we're to take
for anything worthy is never handed down
it is the heart and not will that must cave
if you wish to touch the heavens unbound

Only in the abyss true godhood is forged
through sacrifice and pain our passage goes
thus the road to glory remains uncrowded
as the price for this is too great for most

Just as beasts become men so shall kings turn into gods
life by life to slowly ascend towards the sanctum of stars


3. The Phosphorescent

We who were lifted from the moral swamp of man
stand with eyes turned upwards and ashes on our wings
arose we like titans in this immense heat of power
that melted into creeks the shackles 'round our limbs

The blazing light of Satan with passion we adore
as there is not an emblem of wisdom more sublime
so pure in its essence that a shadow it casts not
but penetrates the body and the spirit alike

Once marked as His own... forever we now glow

Our anthems we sing to the Sun of million forms
for it is by His rays that illusions are dissolved

Unharmed we'll remain by the virtue of our oath
though fangs wound the flesh and venom fills the veins

In this garden where we blossom with fully opened petals
the things long forgotten are those about to dawn
and the tips of our branches that stretch ever inwards
reach through the veil of being to touch the face of Naught

On the path of Boundless Life... death means not demise

Our anthems we sing to the Sun of million forms
for it is by His rays that illusions are dissolved

How lost are they whose eyes never adapt
to the darkness that reveals the treasures of the Self
how cursed are they whose ears never adjust
to the silence that recites the words we once forgot
and how dead are they whose hearts never react
to the forces that transfix all dimensions with their call

Our anthems we sing to the Sun of million forms
for it is by His rays that illusions are dissolved


4. On Blackening Soil

Oh, old nightsky, how furious is thy ordnance
when the edge of the crescent cuts thee in half
I sense thy stare on my soul and substance
while the cape of Neptune conceals our stars

Inside a circle we form another out of flesh
awe mires with confusion as the planets align
gathered around him that bears the wreath
in the darkness that drowns s like a rising tide

from the icy peaks of Mery to the depths of the sea
all this shall be yours if you now hearken to me

Thevetat, the dragon among snakes
master crowned king with wisdom most veiled
with lips shut share us the legacy
the godly gnosis that twines about thee

Sense of power pervades each thought
as the pulse in our veins is quaking the ground
the patterns of humility are condemned to fall
by the arrows of spells shooting from our mouths

climb towards the roots of the inverted tree
for to rise above the angels is your rightful destiny

Thevetat, the dragon among snakes
master most august by foulness impaled
with lips shut share us the legacy
the godly gnosis that lives within thee

Indeed we are here to stride as giants
instead of crawling in the dirt like infants
may not our eminence be questioned by any heart
for we truly possess the means to rend such apart


5. Rain Of Stars

From the One that beyond thought is seated
cascaded forth the drops of blood aflame
and this blinding rain of stars was greeted
with the abysmal depths of existence agape

The radiant sons of the blackest light
in the mirror image of Kosmos reside
with these tongues the serpents speak
with these lungs the serpents breathe
still adapting to the poisonous essence
to the strong walls of earthly presence

The obliteration of our growing decline
storms at the behest of Lucifer himself
to kindle awake the pyres divine
smouldering within these carnal cells

Thickening matter with its relentless hands
flagellated the high powers into dormancy
but though bolted fast by the flesh of man
in time they shall restore full vitality

A call is upon the gods we hear inside
from their aeon-long slumber to arise
with these eyes the serpents see
with these minds the serpents dream
slowly surpassing the strict boundaries
set by our narrow and weak abilities

The obliteration of our growing decline
storms at the behest of Lucifer himself
to kindle awake the pyres divine
smouldering within these carnal cells

On the great day the drops are rejoining
the vast sea of fire will be all-destroying
The stellar substance and the soul of man
In world's warm ashes as one then stand

The obliteration of our growing decline
storms at the behest of Lucifer himself
to kindle awake the pyres divine
smouldering within these carnal cells


6. Twice-Born

Solely in Thy presence freely I breathe
set apart from the choking world of fetters

Forlorn will be each vain objective
butchered all ingrained penitence
release me from all that is illusive
from humanity grant relinquishment

The shadow of Thy horns will keep me cold
sheltered from the treacherous warmth of matter

I have given Thee my thoughts
thus them Thou Will and shall conduct
I have offered Thee my flesh
thus it Thou will and shall corrupt
my mind is the temple of worship
and body the altar of sacrifice
by will and devotion is hastened
the elevation above this mortal life

Heed, Father in darkness, unto my wordless call
and from mundade veils now strip this spirit bare
as with deepest obeisance in my pounding heart
I kneel before the scorching five-armed star

Responding the the unearthly vibrations
this ego is medium for the sinister
as prism to refract the dreadful rays
streaming from the Eyes of Chaos

Madly with the thirst of a deserthound
I drink from the river of satanic might
committed I am to perfect this crown
placed on my head by the hands of Thine

Thou have set me upon this path
thus it I will and shall tread forth
Thou have opened me these realms
thus them I will and shall explore
the rock I stand on can't be moved
for it rests upon Thy sanctity
each word of reverence I utter
shall pass my lips in awe for thee

Heed, Father in darkness, unto my wordless call
and from mundade veils now strip this spirit bare
as with deepest obeisance in my pounding heart
I kneel before the scorching five-armed star


7. Future Made Flesh

The crack in the earth
between us grows wide
there's dread on your face
but certainty on mine

We differ in essence
like night does from day
I'm a proud servant
but you're just a slave

At the opposite ends
of the rope we are
you with blue lips
I with sore palms

This scene is a symbol
for the fate of mankind
future made flesh
a glimpse of coming times


8. As Nothing Consumes Everything

That which from chaos surfaced
in chaos shall eventually drown
buried in the same restless womb
from whence it once crept out

Be it the most majestic mountain
or a leaf floating down a creek
both equally pulverized in naught
under the merciless cosmic feet

Prayers are but waste of breath
they fade into the roaring storm
and even if they reached a god
not one could match this force

As Nothing consumes Everything
the glasshouse of creation shall shatter and fall

Like Lamia lurking by the cradle
the Mother has nurtured Her child
and as the hor of filicide is at hand
She acts without a tear or a smile

Accept the nature of the process
its monumentum can never cease
bend your knee, bow down your head
give praise to this grand release

As Nothing consumes Everything
the weeds of existence spring up no more

From dream to reality
from frail to perfection
from extant to noumenal
from one and one to none

As Nothing consumes Everything
no matter how sacred, all life must end

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