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On the wings of gloria |
A voice called from beyond the stars
By way of the serpent whirling through my veins
Through the clatter of the iron age
Into the dreams of the insane:
Turn away from the light again!
And I was accosted by fear
And my skin was salty from my tears
But ever your radiance shone me sights of Gloria
And brought me back to contest the light again!
So I looked around for your sigils
And I found them in the blood of your brood
The empty and desolate, the void within the storm
Abomination that sheds his light again
I have drowned my heart in sorrow
I have closed my soul to man
I have wallowed in in the darkness
I have embraced the death
I shall never see the light again!
My body is chiming
With the thought that fills the universe
I must needs cut out my senses
Lest his word becomes my hearse
A pound of flesh, a pound of flesh
The keeper demands a pound of flesh
Skin for skin, skin for skin
Bred and sired in box and sin
Woe is them, woe is them
Who wears these chains as golden mesh
Rain of ash, rain of ash
As holy flesh and sulphur clash
I know their torment shall never pass
Haunted forever by love and distress
In the endless desert wings, strewn with broken glass
My King of Chaos stands in a realm of boiling brass
On the wings of Gloria
Across the plane of sadness
Contraction and expansion
From the death into the death
From the middle of never
Into the endless ever after
I stride among the broken clock
Proclaiming "Lord, I am your rock!"
Build on me your empire of euphoria!
Kindle me with your unborn breath
Let me fly on the wings of Gloria!
Let me fly on the wings of death!
So I have raised a temple of blood and bone
On the vanquished reason surrounds my soul
The stairway is open, the circle is whole
The dragon spreads its light again!
So make your wings to shine
And make your eyes to beam
Make your dark as fire so bright
Burn my eyes with its light
So I may never see the light again!
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Die the death |
You arms are many
and reaching for
and through your finger tips
I feel your heart
Your eyes are piercing
and seeing all
and through your tears
my soul is calmed
your skin is sallow
and clad with blood
and through the smoke
I come to call
your tongue is red
and speaks of thorns
and through your spit
I am reborn
your neck is hung
with a wreath of skulls
and through their mouths
I sing your praise
your cunt is wet
and hurts yourself
and through your peak
I die the death
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Within the charnel house of love |
Oh, bliss asserts above
Here I sit alone
And death lines these walls
Her I sleep and dream (cry and scream)
I am ash and stone
I was, yet have now become
And all I was is now undone
A broken piece of a broken puzzle
Dying embers string my skin
A blade incised in my sense of true
Adread I shall share my love, with you
Oh, death dwells in love
Here I sit alone
And death lines these walls
Her I sleep and dream (cry and scream)
I am ash and stone
And as horror begets horror
So I received my father's sin
And was made to dwell within his house
And to drown in the love therein
Oh, bliss asserts above
Oh, death dwells in love
So when all lovers turn to fighters
And all my seed has gone to war
Shall you see dark horizon
And you too shall run wild forevermore
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Cruel lover |
I lay me down again in your arms
Undress me and possess me
With your toungues of fire
Withershins feeding from the child to the breast
I plunge my knife in you
At all hell's behest
Cruel mother
Dig your nails into my back
Grant my furtive soul a place in your design
Know me know as I place my ashes into your urn
Of the flesh am I and to the flesh I shall return
I am a shadow
moving with shadows
I am blood and piss
coming in waves
I am Isaiah's nightmare
brought into flesh now (and once again)
I am the sword and the whip and the pleasure of slaves
Cruel father
I've climbed the ivory spire for you
I've seen your blade like arms
Rake the stars from the sky
Tearing through the kingdom like so much kindling and straw
Casting down all order into the cape of salvation's maw
I am a shadow
moving with shadows
I am blood and piss
coming in waves
I am Isaiah's nightmare
brought into flesh now (and once again)
I am the sword and the whip and the pleasure of slaves
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She |
She so loves her children
More the one whom play with fire
As the comfort themselves before
As they my become her funeral brian
She is the only one
The only one
She is the only one
And she wears a crown of joyous madness
Of dangering the midnight hours
On her throne of serpentine sadness
She erects a fractal tower
She is the only one
The only one
She is the only one
Who will ever understand you
And she delight in your confusion
And the contradiction of your heart
She laughs
As reason and delusion
Proceed to tear your soul apart
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Fire burning |
When all is waning
Call out of time
Unearth the clay
That makes man a beast
Ride the Inferno
Taking all risks at ones
Forget all else, know nothing
Hammer into the ground
The fire burning
Takes it all away
The fire burning
Takes it all away
Race out of line
To make it up
Stakes out of time
When it is called for
The master cometh
As if never before
The key is our vice
To the other we demand
The fire burning
Takes it all away
The fire burning
Takes it all away
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Everlasting saturnalia |
Oh joy
Oh rapture
Oh decline of space and time
To find love in the shimmer of blood on stone
To find passion in a maze of sun bleached bones
Look me in the face
Who of us is more confused?
Look me in the face
And tell me you don't need being used
It all begins with one descent
One downfall, one great lament
It cures its heart, but leaves the parts
All stream across the blood-red sand
If I lead, will you follow
across the heavens and against the tide?
If I lead, will you follow
to rip the truth from the lies?
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The madness of serpents |
For you I will make a world devoid of love
And I'll make your love to fill the void
One eye sees glory, the other does cry, the Third sees Truth and grows blind
For I am alike unto whited graves
As I appear, beautiful in skin
But within I am filled with dead man's bones
And of all Unclean and Sin
Move to me in wild contortions
Enchant me with blight and sore
Yes, move to me you fucking Whore
Into the madness of Serpents.
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