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Lunar Reign/Lunar Apogee
05:26
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Onyx pearl in the night sky
Your presence eternal
Α lantern of light in the nocturnal darkness
Guiding me in the forgotten paths of ecstasy
Α fountain of ecstasy in the core of the self
Uroboros mother, venomous and benignant.
Vulture who devours
Voluptuous harlot
Captivating poison, mad wisdom.
Immaculate trail, enchanted way
Can follow the twists and turns of your path
A path led by the light of your beacon
United we rise our twisted hand of divine abolition
And spit on the earth our poisonous bile
Together fulfilling our passion and nourish our sin
The thundering crush of our fist
Shaking the base of this world
A new domain to reap and conquer
Legions of horrors come forth
Ancient beast forgotten and dwelling in shadows
Hungry for human flesh
Their thirst quenched with the souls of mankind
Voracious fiend of the stars
Distorting reality
Redeemer of emotions and self
A lunar entity
Your life cycle, eternal
You! Monarch of the earth's domain
Ruler almighty of the crescent black moon
reign and your seeds grow higher
Unlock the gates to your mystic dominion and accept me inside
Allow me to enter and fulfil my destiny
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Intoxication Divine
06:34
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Bells knelling, a return to madness.
Stakes burning, the odor of burning flesh.
Drums beating, a rhythm enchanted.
A furious dance releasing the senses.
Venom coursing the veins, the deceit disperses.
A fallen king reigns dominant in his dimension.
Oscillation of space and time.
Shadows appear as reality, a fallacy lies in all
A bewitched blindness a veil is risen.
A dominion of stone, dark, barren and dry.
Volcanos spitting ash and brimstone.
Intoxication by sulfurous wine.
A process splitting the fool from the wise.
Voyage of survival, sign of the wandering.
A madness of senses, a rite of passage.
I roam the craters of lies
Black and bottomless pits.
Traps for the determined and few.
Immersing in darkness, by your image
to regain the light that was lost.
To rise and reborn like the fire.
To rise and retrieve and transform.
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3. |
Ascending Perfection
05:00
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A force that delves within the heart
A primal will yearning to be heard
Subdued yet not silenced.
Its shell shattering with might.
Searching to break the bonds of inertia.
The matter of our cells pulsing the tune of arousal
not of destruction.
A pyre cleansing yet not burning inside.
Gain control and uphold yourself.
Saturn has plans for immaculate deeds
Seek the means of perfection.
Ascending Perfection!
Α Devil's Call...
Ascending Perfection!
Denial of God...
An ancient abyss spreads within.
Spiralling, beating
Feeling and hating.
I witness it with eyes open
Feeling the admiration absolute.
A wanting I will to acknowledge.
I want to bathe in its waters uncharted.
Naked, released of all shame
For my creator stands before me.
Can hide nothing, nor I want
I am ready to embrace it and be reborn Below.
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4. |
Lapsit Exillis
05:26
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And as I was falling from heavens
Divine rays of light were bathing
my clothless body.
Detaching myself further and further.
Blazing like a comet
penetrating the orbit of earth.
Burning with the flames of ascension and life.
My objection will echo forever across the aeons.
My name recalled by those seeking fulfillment
and knowledge of all.
These shall inherit my burning quintessence.
Like a star dawning far in the East.
Shine bright you my son.
Shine as myself when I fiercely opposed.
Fear not the flight of the fall.
The welkin you see is only a lie
a mere reflection of what is real and true.
This grace remains incomplete.
Join me by choice, not fear or submision.
Bravely enter in the archaic darkness
and guide yourself,
navigated by my light.
Shine through as I did when I rebelled.
Shine bright as myself and further beyond!
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A spider’s sound, the world trembles
Dimensions pulsating, the vision obscures
Womb as a husk a web enchanted
Ingrained in the founding of creation
I emerge reborn out of the red sands
My death nothing but a new beginning
My temple open for the rays of your dawn
Guide me away to your infinite paths
Passages woven by your golden strands
Roots of emergence, endings of shades
Eyes mesmerizing, a knowledge elevated
Divine ecstasy, a transcendence forgotten
I dive in the sea of space
There where time lives and draws breath
Obeying your web’s vibrations
A dance bewitched, embedded inside
And here I reveal this incomplete possibility
For power and divine creation
Because the key may be unseen,
but inside it lies the husk
Take me with you
Forge the chords of my destiny
Pour water in my obsidian roots
Breath knowledge and strength into me
To bring a fever divine in this new era that is to come
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The noose tightens and chokes
A sound dull of agony and suffocation
Fluids of creation water the insatiable earth
Womb of life and of death.
The mandrake is born its cries resounding
Tendril of hell, the roots form pathways.
The dead giving birth, death stands as creator
The full moon rages boundless
Trail to the great below
Demonic touch
Ιnebriated journey
The nectar of sophia.
Here shall I dine tonight
The serpentine offers are plenty
Ambrosia and the sap of life
Wisdom of emancipation
Divine chalice
Forged by the core of atomic essence
Furious completion
Draconian breath, draconian birth
The dawning of a new era
Agonizing screams of the lost souls,
composing a frantic rhythm
Rhythms shaking the roots of creation,
shattering the pillars of law
Lo and behold seven days, seven deaths
And the stranger remains myself.
And when death becomes the creator
When the children of whores become kings
Beasts are born feral and raging
Enlightened to crush the core of formation.
The warlock awakens and the Devil bids him welcome
With his blood feeding the antediluvian fallen
In his own Last Supper.
Power he’s granted to wander further beyond.
Under the darkening skies, the path unfolds and unravels
And boundless roar the waters of life's demise
Lo and behold seven days, seven deaths
And the stranger remains myself.
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This is the Eye of Wrath
You are forgotten within dust
You die! And watching you die fills us with lust!
Secondary traitors- We give no fuck
Into pieces we break you within the outmost Dark
The greatest Night of all nights... This is the one!
As the mighty Red Dragon we ride
we see your blackness- your blackness is superficial...
And our own... our own has no equal
We see your blindness... your blindness inevitable.
It is the Eye of the Saturnian Dawn
In Golachab you will ruin your miserous world
Time to begin the Death toll
You have forgotten... that things are not what they appear to be
Searching for Answers.. Searching for a Path
It is too late now, this is the Eye of Wrath
Answers can only be found
into the Magic of the underground
Into the Worlds Beyond where one only can descend
Overwhelming places where our Ego we transcend.
The Shells of Darkness seem hollowed or without a meaning
But what they reveal is the splendourness of a real living
You now perish and your reality distorted...
LEPACA KLIFFOTH x3
Flames of Hell
ruin their world
Let us reign through Goddess Hel
Hosting the Spheres of Darkness
Into the physical realm
Eye of the Saturnian Dawn
See the Red Dragon becoming the only Faith
and the Old Tehom becoming the only aim.
Our Ego we transcend... and about you...
About you we eventually forget...
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8. |
Primeval Cognition I
05:58
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How many times will you bow your head
praying for the befallen gardens of Gesthemane?
Shatter the never-ending cycle of slavery
Destroy the chains of balance.
Commune from the cap of gnosis
Uphold the blood of the opposer.
Spark the flame of higher stimulation.
Be reborn within this world and the others.
A guided enlightenment
Lucem Ferre
The crown becomes to shine
Lucem Ferre
The coronation of a glorious diadem.
Submission is the path of the slave not of the man
Seize to be the pray become the predator.
Wander the world.
Discover the secrets of Chorazin, buried in the sands of time.
Forge your own circle and move forth,
like a spiral chord.
Be the chord to penetrate the frame of this world
Like Longinu's spear piercing the side of the beggar
the king of Defeat, redeemer of naught.
Here your will is to be tested
Survive and taste the fruit of cognition.
The horn of the plenty offered by the grand master Bel.
He who has seen above and below.
The past and future, that is to become.
He is the keeper of Chorazin's black gate
Go through and enter its chambers of gold
Witness your newborn, majestic reflection
Carbon your blood with the sight of your own higher self.
Set your prana ablaze!
Breath deep and enter...
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Primeval Cognition II
08:26
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And I enter the journey
Breath deep.
Filling my cells with the force of the cosmos
Breath out and enter your realm.
Shedding aside the halls of all mortal flesh.
The crimson temple lies before me.
Waiting and yearning for me to cross
its ebony arches.
Where all things correspond
The matter with the ethereal form.
Where the greatest of mysteries were cermoned.
Where flesh became one in holy communion.
The great mother towers before me.
Her wings clapsing, in a warm, fiery embrace
Her sorcery dwells into the moon
Her spawns delve in the earth.
Her skin once clay of the earth,
now glowing like a dark diamond of the skies
Her radiance flows in the crimson tides.
Pale and serene like the moon at its fullest
Wrathful and vengeful like the blade of a total eclipse.
Ecstatic I ponder.
The days when the garden was sealed.
These once were the halls of our mother
banished for refusing to bow the knee to any command.
There, was she embraced, like now she embraces.
Fiercely and wholly by the other side.
This was the place were she resisted, upholding the union of 2 into 1
Not by any order or domination, but by her own will and demand.
And yet now I roam in the realm of new Eden
The garden of knowledge filled with vines of redemption
The orchards of plenty, flowing the nectar of life.
The asp cradling the secrets of the Eden Below!
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