Glowing eyes, staring eyes Manifest of evil presence With entities swept in disease and decay A fall from paradise beyond redemption
He who speaks of nightly tresures He who wraps the serpent around my neck He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice He who lets me serve and slip away
...And so I will take shelter In the absence of the light Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark A revenant without relief it seems For the art of becoming a progeny And to be raised in such curse Infesting the dead in herdes
His grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscure He who immerse my hands in sullen thrills His pat on wich domination linger He who dares to proove the sanity of mine
He who speaks of nightly tresures He who lets me serve and slip away
Black uneartly void creatures crawling Forbidden forgotten fairly underrated Bastards in the shape of angels holding my hands Passing me wath is left of the wine
When the ghastly mourners awakens from sleep And the volant funeral crows are watching Like evil omens in shadowed murmur They welcome me again
Agonized and flattered to once become Apart of this horror scenario I descend with arms open wide
Armoured and filled with painful pleasure Reflectingg streams of monstrous mirages I will not hide
Loosing controll in seductive madness Spiritual revelations, apocalyptic hypnosis Dead colours appear within unshallow graves Alone in awe I face abhorrence below
Trapped inside to suffer in silence Torn apart in mind and sense Baptized in this nightly glamour Rites of splendid essence
Agonized and flattered I once became A part of the horror scenario Armoured and filled with painful pleasure I did not hide
Now when the gates are no longer shut I withdraw from the light of the sun
*Unfolding her carnal desires to me With temting eyes she does receive A hunter of the night devil's whore May her cursed beauty hunt me forever
We embrace the madness gathered as one Mourning dead passion... she comes to me A fate awaits us in the night In the ruins of creation we will unite
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She comes to me - a shining beacon Confused by the sensual innovation Passion... towards image of mortal evil Passion... embraced by the image of united death
The enigma lies broken Searching for those precious moments Reaching for a higher of existence Like a newborn migrant in the void
I am smitten by forbidden fruit Possessed by moments of dark splendour To walk the nightmare terrains forever The enigma lies broken
Possessed by moments of dark splendour To walk the nightmare terrains forever United with new unhallowed grace This cursed beauty hunts me forever
Erotic and dreamlike still in its mortal disguise A passionate ritual in the ruined garden theatre The painted angels - shadowed high above Once they gathered to worship at the picture of me Like a whisper where there are no words Appears the perplexed - the statue of might In the cradle of the next generation A spiraling ruin - lost in the gathering dust
...The faces you saw in the withering garden I witnessed the flikkering - made to look like stone Quivering like little figures lost in broken flames Never to forget again the names carved in horrid flesh
Those words drawn in water become our legacy of fantasies
Burn the pictures So unexpected in this strange deserted place Once opened its secrets would become the world Its attributes would continue to unfold forever
"Through the fabric of the promised future aeons I offer this suffering of mu unwanted father..."
...And the stars did wander separated in the forbidden universe
With hearts of midnight, brightened by his infernal light We stand as a monolith of wrath, united under the goath of a thousand young Two horns thrust upwards in defiance, three inverted as the trinity denied A phalanx of mourners in black, falling towards nightly terror
Unleash the temted beast, raised your horns in pridefull blasphemy I'll be your guide into the glourious darrkness, and enchant you like a taste of sin Unleash the temted beast, chant theron in words of blazing scorn Grant me my dark desires, strengthened through the power of satan
Take plesure in the torment of the wretched And rejoice in the delight of the flesh Behold the face of satan And walk the fields of erotic fire
Hunt the heavens...
Godless temted beckon Through gleaming scapes of horrid nightmare Gathered between symbols and signs A glow of new light is born out of the night
Give into your lust and carnal desires in twisted blood-dripping ecstasy In the name of satan I lead you into temptation
Passenger on confessional course Unlock with the key you behold within Repair the shadow of your mind And come awake
"Oh, dreadful angel of mine Enrich me with the vastness of being Rigid father, teach me to comprehend I'll commit myself to understand To be faithful and the instrument So that the ones with blindfold can see what I have seen That there is nothing inbetween For I am the accomplice..."
Aghast and tender, indulged in sin Embraced by loneliness, legions who grin I blunder into the realms of slumber I collide with the obscure And see the last fraction of light go by
Plundering the sanity from the insane And providing appearances in black Carefully swept in decadent spheres But faces in this world always remain darkened
In circles of dominance, emotional deeps unite Fiction and transcendence woven together In the essence of purity lies wisdom Join the forces, the spiritual black dimensions
What more do you need of proof Human hands conforming clooven hoofs For I know the secrets and lies behind all truths Knowlege is power and the power is mine It's all mine
So let the children come to me And share the limitless ways to infinity Escape death and disease And behold youth and vitality
"In the shadows of my gallow I'd rather absent the hallow
(For) thy presence made pleasure of pain (And) thy madness turned sanity into vain Profoundly wicked owner of soul The mysteries of thy creation beheld by ghouls
Diabolically disguised hevenly bodies (And it's) atrociously desired primordial elements Plunging through the confused beart of sulpur In all this darkness, how can man see
"Pour misguided fool... It is not god you are talking to I am not impostrous, hiding behind perly walls However, I am still yet to be found, known I shall guide you on your midnight ride as the sun fades black (And) beyond your grotesque imagination My name will be revealed... The blod of christ can't heal your wounds Give me all of yours, and I'll give you mine..."
I am the hidden fantasy In the secret of my knowledge There is no god but me
In this shadowy world all are nameless Outstanding, dresssed in majestic splendour Touched by the flames of eternal fire How I long for your embrace, uttermoust desire
In perplexed dementia, where sanity is my vanity With honour bear the mark of satan Triumphant beast in heaven defeat Disguised in gloom, wear the mask of satan
Ride the beast through paradise Still vipers these mortal burdens We arise as the portals take form Ileave my feathers again
Infidels and scarecrows all fallen from heaven Captured by the sin of the beast Mesmerized in total chaos Engulfed in an overflow of selfish might
Swept through arcane mysteries Forlorn in a maze of torment Raped by the sanctity of the unholy Reveals a hell I never dreamed of
Bewildered by the arcane lifeforce mysteria Ishead my skin once again
In massing darkness we stand united, raging above inferior sheeps. A convoy of souls swept into the night, hearts strengthened with black fire passion.
In us is fulfilled the prophecy of satan: evolution of the inner shrine. In us is mantained the revelation of satan: innocence brought to an end.
In honour of thy unearthly creation, we bring forth thy divine form. Vanity throughout any conceptions. Blazed and bound, for the days are coming.
Infernal madness, unholy ascendance, christian death abound in mourning perversion. Cherished sacred icons torn to pieces, they'll chase the serpent in everlasting nightmare.
Disharmonic illusions of strings bending loose, wrapped, penetrating skin. Listen to the music of their agony. Eyes made of glass, mirrors within.
Infected by invalid behaviour While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction Confess to slavery for the world saviour Give praise and inhale the corruption
The Enfeebled provides the fool The Disabled provides the tool The Apathetic demands the affection To those suffering from their own satisfaction
Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague Testify today´s contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress Invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter
The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen Elicits the source of the need for immediate forgiveness Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise
With the ignorance from your cross as the witness The truth of your tragedy make you justice In your mirror the high spirit of kindness Looks like malice
Condemnation of life by the living dead What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhile Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile
Incarnated marvels simplified Effects from such a disconsolate kind Impotence of the once so perfect living Erase and rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle Peace means reloading your guns The love for life is all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell What on earth possessed you
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
Left are the kings of the carnival creation Carrying out the echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away The ultimate graceless voyage of all times Only death will be guarding your angels, silently Cripples joining arms in clamour Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted
The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image Eager to leave further but chained still
To crumble into such nothingness A despairing fate, for your lies To pretend is the lunatic's legacy Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy
Born lifeless into a world of coma As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts
The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful
Holding the banner high, unrestrained Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt Still in costumes to please the ways of living Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating
Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return
Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience With the strength of the spiritual eye Spirits of the token unchained and free Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee Demon to some, angel to others
A dismal universal hiss, the sound of public scorn The brush that sweeps across the spectral fields This landscape is not without a sense of epic wonder A vast scale that places this sprawling underworld Into a realm of frames
With a blood-storm fading into the distance Floating without directions over this smouldering landscape Caught in a moment of transformation These shades of anatomic malignant nature Approached on another in an unpleasant way Frozen in the act of speech, desperate to express it's state Created in a shape to accommodate a wide variety of demonic forms The realm of the benighted aristocracy of evil most pure
This is where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep
Emerged from the depths of the earth gasps It rages against mankind, to annihilate the earth and worse It spills the blood like rain, the beauty of death it represents
Devouring their flesh with a razorblade smile Genes would still blindly carry on smouldering ember of hell Limned with gold leaf, the scarlet brush That sweep all traces of time, place and pattern
Total death in every nation Monuments of vanquished civilization Just as brilliantly removed ruthlessly eliminated The cornerstone of human emotions Has now been drained away I saw death of a most uncommon nature
Oh, look at those lifeless leaves All their precious pride is taken away A lost creation for a graven image Trembling of nothing but their own fear
On behalf of water made to wine Elements of deception must entwine Righteous greed and derangement divine Vacuum is given to the blind
To surrender to a faith so fake To not comprehend while you're awake Thrive on your deity for heaven's sake
Do loose your battle before actual birth For some sheep need the company of a shepherd To face the scorn of the earth
Existential parasite drama across the lands What a relief never bother the why's Investing illusions and folding hands The passion for mankind's ignorance feeding you lies
All those naked faces, empty shells Procreation of the mind put to rest Crippled and caged, anaesthesia adjust The lambs of slaughter preoccupied in disgust
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside Cast down all memories from a past and future world The cynic icons and the cryptic writings As a picturesque creation in force and spirit Against their reason and will, it is time Give darkness it's passion plea
The venomous tongue The inevitable poison Paralyze the angels Freeze the forgiven Baptize in fire Unleash the devil at heart
Unleash the maelstrom mephisto
So sinner, mourn well Make all the swans suffer in hell The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace To revel and feast in undelivered grace
Pledged to judgmental arrogance in Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself A tyranny in torment, an inner-sanctum stealing sleep
In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle Where the ravens spread their wings out wide Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity And watch the relentless paint the soil black What is being formed echoes throughout eternity As the painter chooses color no more
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies…lies
As cyclones detach from the world above And all the other worlds beneath them flow Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories Sought, to strive in twilight mist and penal fire
As daylight suffers, night time recollects For what wind hath drawn near, so near…
Death has a contract on life and hell in-between What was once not certain is now foreseen
When the pendulum is in it's reverse factor Rivers run red and skies turn black Accuracies of bloodbaths liberate from within Conquests of a crooked cross and its coming loss
A magisterial maintenance of diabolic education Where the opposite of innocence paves way for intelligence Where pearls are chained for each tragic event The glorification of deviance in progress
Liars in wait tries to quench their thirst for more Drowning victims of a parallel universe The scum of the earth, a rejoice of fouls The world hates you for being precise
Chains of despair Cloaked by darkness The thundering echoes of great destruction to come Mankind's mysteries The dying world
Madness in it's sweetest form What shrivels and dies must face the tempest The angelic heaven bows to the ultimate truth And melancholy grew
Anticipation mender through madness Condemned to the same horrid fate Insanity applauds How sharp the awakening Pale as disease Mocking…Maddening… Give up the ghost Cease the gloomy awakening
History foretold The hidden stigmata Totally annihilating the ecstasies innumerable Materialize the vision Give up the ghost Cease the gloomy awakening
그림자의 세계는 우주의 대부분이며 생의 절반임에도 생명체에게 필수적인 태양광과 가시성에 반하기에 부정적 이미지를 부여받곤 한다. 만물의 근저와 이면에 존재하는 다른 세계에 대한 표출은 다각도로 진행되어왔고, 건축, 미술, 문학, 음악뿐 아니라 복식과 생활방식에서도 '익숙하게' 발견되는 것이다. 그럼에도 시대적 요구에 의한 가치관과 의도된 미적 기준에 의해 외면되기도, 반대로 필요이상 강조되기도 했으며, 결국 누군가 그것을 노골적으로 드러낼 때 대중은 지레 부정적인 것으로 치부하고 거부하도록 길들여졌다. 블랙메틀도 인간과 자연의 이면을 대중음악에 불러내어 해방시키는 낭만주의적 시도들 중 하나였으며, 그 2·3세대인 엠페러(Emperor), 세티리콘(Satyricon), 이모틀(Immortal) 등에 의해 표현...
