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Conquest of Creation
05:20
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The ashes of angels float to the ground
The heavens are burning and hellfire pours down
Blood ridden corpses crash to the earth
Breaking their bones against the cities of men
The faithless are taken by surprise
The faithful masses run and hide
A painful world does now emerge
Ruled by him whose kingdom once was Hell
Reaching above, he plucks the stars from the sky
Although he has won the flame is dead in his eyes
Unfolding before him are the spoils of his fight
The ruins of humanity devoured by night
Staring above as Heaven turns into Hell
His brethren are falling from where he once fell
Silent, he listens at their frivolous cries
And the stars in his fingertips explode into dust and light
The great rule of nature has now been imposed
To eat one another without fear of God
Horns and twisted smiles abound upon these wretched fields
As demons rise from underground to ravage all they see
The faithful masses pray to be redeemed by their absent lord
While Satan, indifferent, lays eyes upon his trembling human flock
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Here on this peak walks what's left of a man
His family dead by the sins of his past
Old prayers float from his lips to the moon
He knows that his pleadings shall be answered soon
In his grief stricken mind hangs a hatred for death
Barehanded, he exhumes both his coveted dead
What's left of his heart now beats slowly in his chest
But no tears trickle down on this cold wooden bench
Where their bodies lie dead but not for much longer
As blade, wax and stitch move as shown by the augur
Mouths shall reopen with tongues that don't speak
On this blasphemous night here on Moonlight Peak
Severed at once by the cruel hand of fate
The strands of their life he now tries to remake
A family gathered in a body as one
With thread and with needle and a mystical chant
Peel off the skin from your shoulder and torso
Burnt candle drips on the corpse of your daughter
Sewing their faces and pasting with wax
Chant the tongue of the ancients and watch their souls come back
Father, can't you see what you have done here
Sinner, breathed new life within my carcass
Blasphemer, what redemption you can spare is
Nothing, before the cold embrace of death
Father, can't you see what you have done here
Selfishly dragged my soul through non-existence
Blasphemer, an affront to the creator
Look at us, and take pride in your miscreation
Why did you bring us back?
Why did you not let us die?
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3. |
Constellation of Scars
05:07
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The roots hold in place the sickness spreading within you
Like carrion you wait for birds of prey to come eat you
Fragments of thoughts are intertwined with delusions
And you lash out in pain, yet your salvation eludes you
For all of your sins and all of your lies
All that you love is either dead or is dying
All of your sins and all of your lies
Self-breeding pain; and you believe you're a martyr
This pain is yours, no one else's
Your gift, your curse and your burden
Guiding the flame to the weakness and plague
Bestowed on your soul since the day you were born
The skin quickly cracks under smouldering ash
And each burning mark becomes both scripture and guiding star
Cursing the names of the troglodytes who have spawned you
You wither in pain and search for something to hold on to
Casting the blame, you salivate in your anger
And as you're seething in vain, the vultures tear you asunder
The smothering weight of every sin you've committed
Begs for your faith to be reduced and depleted
In desperate times, when you embrace every demon
They offer a cage and you mistake it for freedom
Formed on your arms a constellation of scars
And each indelible mark becomes your torment and rapture
Your God-given flesh is almost perfectly dead
And as your jaws tear and shred you are the prey and the vulture
Guided through the blackest of nights
Blinded by the darkness of Hell
Tasting the flesh, tasting the blood
Of sacred corpses floating in the air
Closer to the lake
Guided by this constellation of scars
Hereby inscribed upon these arms
Upon these arms
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4. |
Black Starlight
07:16
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In the bliss of asphyxiation carrion hunger is reborn
In the bliss of asphyxiation instincts burst and take their hold
Rooted in the soil where I was born
Watchful angels hovering above
Winds that carry whispers from afar
Speak to me, the wretched spawn of stars
I breathe the frozen travelling winds and fill my empty lungs
I slide these crooked fingers around my ribs and hear them crack
I bathe within the oil I bleed
I scrape my broken bones and sing
The spark sets off a blazing fire
At once, the night around is lit on fire
By the bones which I scour and the flesh I've ingested
I shall be resurrected
By the bones which I scour and the marrow I've drawn
I shall be reborn
In the ice-bound sky above me lie uncharted constellations
Celestial bodies frozen in the midst of their formation
Upon this burning earth I crawl, awaiting for the ice to thaw
And in that grand deluge to drown; within that newfound sea to be reborn
I watch as with a scream of mine the angels fall and crash
Their broken shapes are howling as their feathers turn to ash
Towards the towering flame's mirage I slither and I crawl
Demonic faces scream, I pick their flesh and eat it raw
Let the heavens burst in two
Let the frozen torrents pour
Let them reap what they have sown
Let the starlight pierce my empty soul
Starlight engulfs the raging waters and dust
So many aeons have passed
Once ingrown thorns break my skull, and I see
Starlight: the blackest starlight; invading my eyes
Making me blind that I'll see the blackest...
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Pilgrimage
03:10
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He walks the abyss where once great seas spread out so far and wide
Until the scorching sun evaporated all of life
His naked feet are torn and split by shards of blackened ice
Within an endless pit inside he drowns all of his cries
Rapidly, lightning flashes and it burns his fragile eyes
Blindingly, he carries on, the howling wind carrying his cries
Trembling arms around a wretched bundle made of cloth
The pilgrim, unfaltering, carries on
Roving endlessly through raging storms
Unseen, a choir of demons whisper in his mind to stop
Boulders sharp as daggers break his fall
Holding in his arms the final breath of god
The parched lungs of his creator lie across the marsh
The lord who gave his own creations power to choose their path
Step by step the pilgrim tracks the traces of their sins
Ruins of cities, broken faces, ashes and debris
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6. |
Born of Blood
04:00
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We cracked the madman's skull and we drank all his wisdom
And drink we did until we were driven mad
The city's towers crumble making way for spires of flesh
The disease descended from the moonlit sky
By occulted gods of space and time
Us human wretches were granted insight
Holy blood runs in our veins
Flesh unfurls, becomes replaced
An ancient thirst for blood awakes
And fast as lightning overtakes us
Wrath, born of blood
Hatred seething within me
Wrath, born of blood
Serpents coiling and reeling
And I can see the starless night unwind
And I can see the stars inside you
Fire and blood fill the air
As we turn into the beasts we've always been
Heeding the call of the night
Lepers howling at the moonlit sky
Beasts of eldritch flesh divine
Eyes which never shut are watching all
Occulted gods of time and space
The primal ancestry of our race
An ancient thirst for blood awakes
And fast as lightning overtakes us
And I can see the starless gods arrive
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Wading waters
Drowned in flesh
Whispers of giants and kings long deceased
Swirl in my mind as I sew both my lips
That my ears may be open, my breath swiftly leaves
At the lake of corpses where ossatures link
At the lake of corpses where blood softly sings
Blessed waters
Heed my call
The waters incessantly stretch out my shape
As the clay is by the corpuscle wholly remade
The spectres of ancestors call me by name
At the lake of corpses where eidola reign
At the lake of corpses I'm taken away
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Lake of Corpses Cyprus
One-man black metal from Cyprus.
All by Stelios Kyprianou.
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