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Roots Twisted in Sixes
03:21
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Incense the profane flame, flickering
Hear His words spoken
Through gnashed teeth
All tongues like fire
Amidst night’s howls
Feel His bellow clatter
Against all throbbing things
Open yourself to flame
Praise His name: Beast
Open the way to the grave
Praise His name: Daemon
And you will kneel
At the edge of the wood
Open yourself to flame
Praise His name: Serpent
Open the Edenic gates
Praise His name: Death
And buried, you will grow
Black seeds in the glade
Drunk on Devil’s blood
Roots twisted in sixes
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Ulisa's Wreath
04:34
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Our throats are tuned
The drunken songs commence
Drowned in Devil’s wine
Handmaids to His task
Her chamber’s near
Six flames at Serpent’s spear
Spill not a drop,
Of this beware
Attend Ulisa
Coiled in thorns
Each night She dreams
The dream of man
And weaves Her wreath
From evening’s boughs
Lashed to the doorway
Between worlds
Non est potestas Super Terram quae Comparetur ei
Leviathan, wreathed
Twisted in folds
With seven heads
Entangled in creation
In Liber Floridus
Drawn the vehicle
She carries the Child
To stage for His word
And drunk, She dreams
The dream of man
History’s dark glory, mocked
Marked for elevation
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And so we fly
In wake of shadows
Prey claw-carried
On odious wings
The rim of evening
Soon hastens night’s creed
Blood spells
To forest speed
Blood spells
Cast to kill the dawn
In morning’s pallor
Away from Devil’s grace
We bury our bodies
‘Neath the cold earth
Become as rot, as worms
Sixth day, sixth hour, six words
Slipped round false tongues
Blood spells for return
Sun flickers and falls
Dirt spills from mouths
We climb, we lurch, we vomit
We fly again
And each winter’s eve
With sharp eyes, sharp teeth
We prepare the meat
For the Great One’s feast
Gang ût, nesso, mit nigun nessiklînon
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The plateau stretches vast
Encircled by night’s chasm
Absent all structures
A void of stone
The great ridged back
Of the end, desolation
Its drama yet written
A play set to unfold
Past ages of iron
A land of ruin
It lays bare, waiting
For the next millennia
Mount of assembly
All Judges will rise
To prepare the rite
Final gathering of Kings
A Demon, foretold
Of blood and bone
Carried by Serpent
From cities of man
Over chasm and gate
Up mount and tell
This lifeless plateau
The site of election
And so They arrive
From all four corners
Bearing spices and sigils
For the False One’s feast
Amaymon of the East
Corson of the West
Ziminiar of the North
Gaap of the South
The plateau burns, infernal
Alight in profane flame
Legions freshly assembled
Swoon of sharpened steel
The Nine Kings of Hell
An audience for One
On the throne, behold
The Beast will soon speak
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5. |
The Saturn Chalice Below
04:58
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Behold the Old God
With blood-filled jaw
What threat looms
Children of Saturn
From His loins, sprung
To topple His throne
The ruler castrated
By hand of titan
Their blood will fill
The chalice below
His Name is a story
Of violence and election
The Morningstar shines
The pathway to perdition
What prophecy beckons
What legacy answers the call
All creation grasped
In Death’s final grip
His mighty hands lift
Body after body
To the great gaping jaw
Of murderous history
Ceres
Vesta
Juno
Pluto
Neptune
Devoured
His legacy
A blood libel
Wine-darkened colors
Splattered on walls
Blood dripping
Into the chalice
Darkness comes to Prado
The Beast has many names
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Blight of New Eden
04:44
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And He appeared as a great angel
Whose many wings spoke in a mighty tone
“I am the Blight of Eden
I am the Coming Sickness
I am the Ruined Chapel
I am the Poisoned Chalice
I am the Mouth of Greed
I am the Compelling Conjuror
I am the Hidden Duke
I am the Barbaric Magician
“And he who finds Me
Will wear My armor
And he who bows to Me
Will bear My crown
And he who embraces Me
Will cheat his own death
And He took flight over the garden
His touch corrupting to all creation
And He came to us bearing stones
With thousands of eyes like knives
“Give praise to My names
Let them sit upon your tongue
Give praise to My image
Let it bewitch your mind
Give praise to My words
Let them fill you
Let them corrupt your speech
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Come and See
04:27
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The first reading came
Words of fire, words of decay
Spilled forth from gaping mouths
A chorus of blasphemy
“Greater is he who lives in Me
Than he who lives in the world
And with thorned, ducal crown
Pierced brow and crushed pate
Death’s mask rests bejeweled
He will appear in several forms
The Bearded Philosopher
The Many-Winged Angel
The Scepter-Wielding Child
Come to sing of Second Death
Of sorcerers and their keys
Of endless gates of night
The Last Enemy remains
Guardian of the strident seas
Pained of an empty womb
Leaden castle of silent halls
Malady of sickness
Guardian in his throne
Black tower of the silent womb
Come to sing of Second Death
Of Pale Horse and scythe
Of the great fiery lake
The Last Enemy remains
And they will forever hunger
Gorged, clawing, on divine ordure
And they will find no peace
Sword and spear searching flesh
And they will find no rest
Their labors broken on their backs
And they will seek Good Death
With no map to His mansions
Come and see
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8. |
66 Wings for the 9 Kings
07:16
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This house, this church
This garden that we crossed
Ruined earth, ruined sky
Mount of Lord’s command
High mass of the elect
Gathered round, iron clad
Bearers of profane flame
In praise of His great name
Wreathed in Serpent’s sleep
Dreamed in darkest night
Crown to mitre, embodied
Under Death’s shroud
Summoned by blood spell
Sped by forest, sped by greed
Into the Mad God’s jeweled chalice
Into the gaping jaws of history
Chasms spanned, four winds of sin
Lines held with six’s spear
Roots poisoned, seed swallowed
Hymns chanted on twisted tongue
We have passed through His many gates
With map and key, with sight
“Hail Baal, Hidden King of Legions
Hail Paimon, Obediant King of Secrets
Hail Beleth, Fierce King of Strident Song
Hail Purson, Trumpeted King of Creation
Hail Asmodai, Infernal King of Lust and Flame
Hail Vine, Storm King of Witches
Hail Balam, Three-Headed King of Time
Hail Zagan, Alchemic King of Coin
Hail Belial, First King of the Elect
“Rise and rejoice
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