: From the vaults below the deserttemple To the throne among the stars In the hearts of us, your children, oh divine luminary Thou shineth! Like
: Blinded soul, vomit faith fingers reaching deep Senses made dogmas And the Phoenix rises... None is denial I am not one of mine His words unlocked
: Bow for me, inferior I demand you in the name of the horns For I am the one To bring the demise of the bearer of thorns You who's father so pityful
: A pallid shape is floating A lurid shroud of fading life What ones was a place so glimmering and bright Has ignited itself and burnt out of light
: Spawn of the darkest evil divine A creation of the holy womb Step aside for lord Sathanas His fist so deep within A servant am I and in flesh am
: Visions of hornshaped shadows A burning firmanent black Trembling in the glory of a star Delightfully glowing with evil Ten signs to spawn A thousand
: Born into a fatal illness Ascension unto a graceless sphere Yet the chain forged in sulphurfires Emerges with them through labias lair The stench
: Show me the face of uttermost madness Reveal the mystery of time reversed For in chaos lies mights forgotten From which we all have emerged Crawling
: Lifeless and sour from death and from doom. In the soil of my tomb not one flower shall bloom. Nothing but Death in this earth shall abide, In this
: Beyond gods pestilent grace Obscured by light his spawner dwells Hidden but soon to be found Beyond shrouds of fading life All fires leave reeking
: Created by them Yet reborn through Him Blessed from life and lie For the cunts that are licked By your gentle tounges Are raped and cursed to
: And all that is holy, holy shall be... Let the light bless and let these words proclaim the blessing. Let the seal be broken and let the light prevail
: Feel the coming of a storm Of wrath burning red as blood Thundering forth With poison in veins and death in the eyes Under banners as mirrors reflecting
: He lives through me All of what I am The needle of hamartia Injected in the flesh of man With the soul of a carrion Sleeping, yet awake For underneath
: The winds of darkness blow again... Ridden by the mares of night. They beckon me in dreams and visions. From far beyond creations light they sing to
: Mighty path-opener Striking fast as the sharpest of spears Bringer of the black light I bask in your halo of glory and might Treader of the Path of
Although it may seem bloody He shall die with only one drop of human blood For you will feel his black death with him Brothers of blood The invisible
Beyond gods pestilent grace Obscured by light his spawner dwells Hidden but soon to be found Beyond shrouds of fading life All fires leave reeking