Vasaeleth piosenki

In you I have observed emblazoned characters, adorned, and made iridescent within the Flame. I call forth your divine nature and in your name mine does become... Speak in your obscured tongue, who does appear in human form, as I, in my divine nature, call fort...

Eroded limbs lay in obscurity Tremoring with the permutations of an unclean elixir Coursing through narrowing veins, As misshappen unborn in obdurate wombs Born through the unfurling of broken passages While shapes linger over their inverse With cold sta...

Rest now as the throes of the unmanifest have inspired the unspeakable, and tones fall on ever-scarred ears. Obscure visions elicited by lustrous perfumes. Remnants of the Black Curse crawl into transient sleep. Oh, unclean sons, may this poison maintain...

Deathlike visions silence the tumultuous. Eyes cut from the skull of mankind. Hands bound in prayer to the endless, to the abyss, neither above or below. A cremation of thoughts formed in the matter of silence, and boils to the surface the substance which gath...

Creation of Demon-form within engraved vessel. Blood alone to lie consecrate. Your IVth and your VIth as one create your obscured passages. Within which the altar lays consecrate. Scourge upon masks. Your face reveals the Serpent form. Construct into shape whi...

Blood on stone and shell. Fragments of dead flesh lay torn in corresponding pattern in parallel to demonic being. Plagues cast on life-forms. Fumes of putrid spirit To bless what comes with the horizon with devotion to the coming death. Wretched curses on dea...

I know you, Old Hag. Who arrogantly struts in mosques--watcher of the sacred. I, inhaler of the Black Curse, provoke your cowardly presence. Through lighted suspension, my temple will scorn and cast you forth. Hear the creaking hinges of the Sacred Portal ri...

Most insidious, foul curses Breath in and wither syphilitic flesh Erode into blood stained stone Writhe in conscious wilt Snap tendon from bone Fail in your mortal shell Froth forth black bile Poison chimerical hope Profane clangor, infect the aether...

Spirit of Noxious Miasmas, Hear my plea: Through the aethyric waters, I seek the bloody prey of hope-through fatality-to see as you. To see Creation in a river of boiling blood as Creator. To crack its arms as two branches--later for cannibalization. To know t...

The scorned, born of the swarm rotate as fiery seer, Centered in rhythmic uproar. Dawned in winds not met with radiance. The messengers of demise torn from planes to beget finality. Crossing flame and sun to bring forth unto the flesh The spiritual scars, t...