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Orison
03:42
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In nomine הֵילֵל
In nomine sanctae Dei
Devorabit sanguinem et corpus
filias vestras nobis occulta
habere claves aperiendi porta
fieri una vobiscum
in regnum tuum
In nomine הֵילֵל
In nomine sanctae Dei
אמן
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Mask Of The Myriad
07:48
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Mask Of The Myriad
Your words of ire, sunk in the sands of yore
Scars deep in the dirt, stained by the sins of Man
On pyres of salvation, your lies climb higher and higher
Together in ruin your hearts, blinded by the light of darkness
You sit on thrones made of gold, steeped in the blood of the innocent you cursed
You sip from the cup of the weak, professing God’s love while they burn on the fires
You hide in pillars of stone, born from the tongues of traitors
You slither and conspire; you douse your spite with desire
You weave your sacred noose, so the godless will inherit the Earth
How sweet you imagine their fate, your mouths gnaw with their torment
You drown the paupers in piety, to tell of the test that they failed at their birth
Preaching your sermon, concealing your lies,
Adorning the mask and anointing your lives
שם המפורש, Lay down your crowns of triumvirate light!
שם המפורש, Look upon the ekstasis of Eden!
שמיחזה, Cast all into the darkest night! שמיחזה, Where light & darkness conjoin!
לויתן, with gnashing teeth & sepulchral breath, manifest
שֶׁמֶשׁ, watch Eden at nadir, devoured by טיאמט
אֲשֵׁרָה, who walks on the הים העתיקים
,מלכת השמים drown the filth that is האנושות
הילל בן שחר, Son Of The Morning!
Look upon Death’s holy silence, strewn with the blood of Seraphim
הילל בן שחר, Son Of The Morning!
Look upon Death’s holy creation, gaze upon Earth’s ruin
To those whose deeds cannot be undone,
Undeserving scroungers of faith who dream to dance in Perdition’s light
Who promised the yearning into unmarked graves
Shackling the haggard into cold hymns of hate
May the wretched, bloodstained stones
That ground the lungs of the righteous
Be the gnarled wings of your primordial death
Here we stand the few among the many, waiting with bated breath
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Sea Of Storms
06:08
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I hear you calling under the ocean of storms
This hourglass won’t wait for you
Life stricken away, stained glass shivers light across a dying shadow of me
How many times can I call on you to guide me?
Your soul devouring my soul, can’t breathe, can’t escape, let it be,
Hate turns vermillion and I don’t want to return
Fly through the night with me these thoughts escape you
Glide motionlessly, feel me take you through Death’s embrace
I stand upon this sea of storms, encircled by darkness
Low you have brought me to the blazing sun of an undying light,
Here you stand before me as all within are with you
Will this continue endlessly for I am not me but a shadow within this Light
O source of silence, who’s clandestine cup lay before me
Inscribed with the sacred and seditious
In the place of no return
Where you have carved a seat of wisdom and opened the temple door
To stay with you forever, forever as one
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Melencolia
08:49
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Melencolia sits amidst the dust of days
Eternity's stretching endlessly before her ageing hands
The trickling life's blood, as the scales of justice flowed
As though she could hear her own death bell toll!
In solace, they gazed upon the corruption bred in Man
insufferable was the air to breathe,
emanating with the stench of their abhorrence
Setting a flame to the sacred incense,
blotting out their putrid miasma
As the great star falls from the sky, the oceans and the streams ran bitter with the taste of Wormwood's blood!
For she whom calls out to the sky!
Beckoning the light to return…
Darkness shall engulf her; insanity crush her soul.
At the barren wastelands the Earth shall stand still,
The Sun silhouetted by the Moon in full.
The earth anew, empty and barren lies at her feet.
She, the Seraphim lay akin to Lucifer enshrined.
In wait for the end, the Lamassu hindered looks on.
...and now behold we cry!
Reign and rain down on this scorched earth of avarice
Caress the sodden ground, heaving with the blood of those most foul
Parched, we lap at the fount of the sacred
There is no one so blind as those who refuse to see
The earth anew, empty and barren lies at her feet.
She, the Seraphim lay akin to Lucifer enshrined.
In wait for the end, the Lamassu hindered looks on.
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She who was lying forever, slip around the corner
to find the truth hurts
With terror and reverence, we made our descent
To the temple of our lady of the naked flame
It was you that brought me here! ...Candles anoint and devour
It was you who trembled in fear! ...the ancient bones of time!
Storms come for later lying dormant your soul’s desire
Blackening over the pyres, the flames, the fire!
Who could you curse? If the bitter son asked for a new verse
O three faced Archon, three who art one
With infernal flame & serpent crown twain
Pierce the darkness and wield your shadow cast in fire
No light now but your malign gaze, Our lady of the naked flame
carve out the vacuous root & heart of Man,
from the abyss to the sun, we open our eyes!
To watch them fall into their tombs & hear the howling of the stars
A vengeful storm veils her!
In her left hand, a darkness that would blot out the Sun
It was you that brought me here!
In her right hand, a flame of smokeless fire
It was you who trembled in fear!
A light that could illuminate the darkest Abyss
At its very heart we found her sat motionless
On a throne of sanguine and bleached bones, serpents seethe around her
Adorned with the regalia of Heaven & Perdition!
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Oculus Diaboli
05:31
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The garden where you stand is a manifestation of a kingdom built for Gods
We are the chosen few, our minds worth more than each and every one of yours
You disregard my intentions
Arise! Arise! Arise! Arise הילל בן שחר
And I come to you now as a shadow …a shade amongst the fleshy forms
Of the night's blood and the day's sweet nectar, you stand alone here on my grounds
Arise! Arise! Arise! Arise הילל בן שחר
הו טיאמט צאו אל מחוץ למעמק הקדמוני וטרפו את השחיתות במרומים
טפרים של תוהו ובוהו הביאו את הלילה האינסופי שלהם
O how you will be wishing to be free! O how you will be wishing to see!
Now behold the face of wrath! Scream out to your God!
I am the one for whom the ocean's rise …the skies remain but still…
They tremble at my wretchedness
You are not a giant amongst us, you are vermin, a scavenger!
I shall spit on you Defiler of the Earth! …as the ground trembles…
Its mine this time and you cannot know of what I have seen! A thousand years of twisted reality!
Arise! Arise! Arise! Arise הילל בן שחר
For I am the chalice of the noctilucent Light! For I am the gate to all!
Open your eyes to see and I shall fill the hollows with the blackest of night!
Arise! Arise! Arise! Arise הילל בן שחר
for I am the one who the Earth trembles to touch!
for I am the one who the sea wishes to cleanse!
I come forth out of the hands of Perdition!
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Oculus Dei
04:18
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A premeditated paradigm of presence, malign
Treading through the dirge of depravity and blackening, so cold
It freezes the air on projection.
Confusing the mind
A weak man's tragedy as the serpents do writhe
And time cannot hold you now
bleak bleached out calamity
to reach a summit sublime
an outreach of chaos, your reality not mine
And time cannot hold you now…. And time cannot hold you now!
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Prius Sancti Lux, Prius Sancti
The moon hangs still, painted by the hue of a sun decaying
Time flows by in disguise
Suddenly the tide speaks of shadows
formed by the light of night and not day
Silvery the day weeps it’s not for you or me
The moon still hangs motionlessly longing for the warmth
Here to eclipse the Deathless Sun, the skies bleed for Him!
The sallow rays of the Sun, its blinding light
shrouds of gold, extinguished
Its death sanctified by the Moon
Becoming like a God or King dethroned in the drought of its embers!
the dying Sun plunges the world into shadow
dispersing the sky in a seething, violent maelstrom
through smokeless fires and shades of ochre
the Moon's silhouette cast as a sigil of its clandestine light!
The pillars of life lay crackled and as dust now
like the tempest sands and writhing serpents beneath me
O how I await the swarm of locusts
brought upon nefarious winds to herald
here to eclipse the Deathless Sun
swallowed by the seas and drowned by its Light
by humanity's black and foul heart
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לִוְיָתָן
10:02
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Lead me down, lead me down... to the waters, to the sound...
Down to where the waters dark, lead me down…
He gazed upon the corpse of Man riddled with pestilence….
And he laid him down among the earth and the dead leaves just to raise him up!
As they walk into the mouth of seven crowns
An ancient calling amid the haze
Our dreams of reverence cast towards the stars!
Free yourself from these chains!
For I know, I know, you cannot wait to see what lurks behind these walls...
It’s done, לִוְיָתָן - midnight sun! retire into the vast sanctum
It’s done, לִוְיָתָן - midnight sun! retires into the vast sanctum
Lead me down! Lead me down, down to where the waters dark!
Lead me down! Lead me down, down to where Lotan dwells!
It’s done, לִוְיָתָן - midnight sun! retire into the vast sanctum
It’s done, לִוְיָתָן - midnight sun! retires into the vast sanctum
Lead me down! Lead me down, down to where the waters dark!
Lead me down! Lead me down, down to where Lotan dwells!
There in the light of midnight, candles lit, a temple stands & the morning star shines…
He is a testimony for the end of days, a pillar of this crackled shadow of a life
And I watched, I watched as the amoeba of its Will gorged on the miasma of God!
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Palimpsest
09:24
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For I have bathed in ash, and I have ridden across the seas
For I have walked the sands of time and I have watched them fall
Falling from the hourglass... as I fell, as I stumbled, as I gazed upon Man
My reflection now echoing my pain, these scars are written,
Am I the enemy to reign? Rid me of these fibers, I can't delay
The elements heard of the reckoning too late
To squash the souls of every being, lament
I stared up at the weeping vaults of Heaven,
Seeing the Hanged Man, Cast down in a deathlike fever
The Sun illuminating his wounds,
Set adrift in the catacombs of the livid Tower
I crawled through the orchard of God,
covered in blood and drowning in scoria to make my ascension
Devouring the roots & bones of serpents
I watched the desecration of His temple,
With this palimpsest it comes to pass
...and dredge through these shallow murky waters, I am נָפַל, I am reborn! The harvest dawns and I gaze through the dust of angels into the grim abyss
There in the light of midnight, candles lit
a temple stands and the morning star shines
Behold I hold the key of the seven gates!
Adorned with Irkallian winds!
O beguiling, perilous star of the morning! darken my harrowed plea!
To illume the path so dark and devour the empty!
At the end, when nothing else remains
A temple stands and a fire burns! …and the morning star shines
At the end, when nothing else remains
A temple will stand and a fire burn! …and the morning star shines
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