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Mother Pandora

White headed wisemen decipher your scars Trying to read between the layers Hold me tight, break my spine Put me back into hell of your womb Let me suck your festering wounds I'll grow strong on pus and blood For I am the first and the last. I am the honored o...

Nocturnal Dithyramb

Black goatskin covers my arms I am the hunter, at one with the forest the moon is my eye the air is so thick, so heavy tonight someone is crying... or was it laughter? I enter the fairyland Frozen silence Where am I? Two yellow stars blaze in the dark The li...

Nude Sophia

With this ring I thee wed with two-cleft tongue I baptize thy flesh in this wine I wash the dirt off my angel wings wedding poles once opposite purest alchemy riding golden lizards wearing human meat crowned three times with Three she joined my dream insemin...

Opening of Eleventh Sephirah

via puritiva Passing too many gates leaving too many graves behind follow Jupiter's son on his way to hell the pilgrimage of lost hopes I kissed the bishop's poisonous ring I was dead between the dead White pages of your holy books torn to pieces by my hands t...

Passing Away

Oto jest widok, który znam od dnia narodzin Wiatr ciągle śpiewa te same, wieczne pieśni Otoczony przez Duchy staję się równy bogom Ognisko staje się mniejsze i mniejsze i mniejsze... Niebiosa zapraszają mnie miliardami gwiazd Na najwyższym wzgórzu płonie...

Pied Piper

Beautiful and wealthy is our town of Hamelin Neighbors are green with envy, proud my fellow citizens Our stomachs are full, our dreams are calm We can either kill or buy all that comes in our way Please your honors - said he - I'm able, By means of a secret c...

Serca tu mają tylko dzwony

Ziele porosło stare groby w chlebowych piecach - pleśń Choć karki zgięte od pokłonów Znak krzyża kreśli pięść Serca tu mają tylko dzwony uciekają w świat piosenką leć leć 

Sweetest Stench Of The Dead

... and he put immortal souls into fragile, crippled shells he broke our nexks, he tore our teeth he wanted us - angels - to become his slaves and that was the slap that the giants cannot stand we are the rebel ones the individuals the ones that are not afrai...

The Birth Of The Race

off the sinister heavens I strip the arc of moon the cosmic sickle starts the deicidial harvest I am the wheel of fortune that grinds your chest the fruit of the storm and the kingdom belongs to me the time has come, your time, my father this is my fate to ra...

The Heresiarch

See the generations lost drowned in cold waters of Jordan Sheep led to the slaughter by humble shepherd Kephalophoros See their heads enchained with crowns and their flea-ridden royal cloaks I curse you - trembling knees bending too easily I curse insidious h...

The Kingdom Is Mine

Remember? you pushed my body into the mud you turned my head into stone you broke my wings remember? you turned my limbs into snaketails you've forgotten about my existence ha! you fool! you've forgotten me! thousands of suns have passed as i've been c...

The Third Eye

From the seven hundred seventy and seven whores we were born here, within the realm of the blind with your knees sticked to the soil rain washed our shoulders we used to eat worms and dirt confused, crippled, inhuman we are the children of the never-life from...

Upwards To Conquer Heaven

'Come, and be revealed a bull, my Raging One! Be a many-headed dragon! Be a lion, spuring flames! Come!' [taken from 'Bakkhai' by Euripides] ...and the time has come to fulfil the oath hold your swords tight aim the sun spread proudly your wings th...

War

Niestety, nigdy nie byłem zadowolony z tekstu tego utworu. Widocznie Zbyt marny ze mnie poeta na to, by należycie oddać temperaturę Bitewnego Żaru, by opisać emocje towarzyszące walce, by w pełni odmalować Wojownika Oszalałego w tańcu śmierci. Nie odważę...

When Horned Souls Awake

The sun has eclipsed holy angels wept his wounds shall bleed again when horned souls awake rise, the Cainian tribe rise, disciples of light the altars bathed in blood when horned souls awake we are the claws of eagle drops of fiery rain so tremble you sheep...

Yet Another Armageddon

This is the first day of our last days This is the first day of our last days No one cares, no one cares, No one cares anymore It's so tempting to have faith It's so hard to pretend A new simpler theology Eternity in a piece of meat This is the first...