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I`ve waged a war in this mortality of man

in dreams of Adversary and death of heaven

Fallen like the one who fell from the bloodred gleaming skies

this pair of eyes were strong to see in that darkness



I`ve shed my blood for the glory of immortal hate

drunk on it..s ecstacy burned their illusions within

...for Nocturnal Sun!...I`ll be ready on the souls final hour

to leave flesh and scars upon the cloak of skin



...in tragedies,yet with strenght to the four winds

this work,this power,this sacrifice remains in one whisper

shifting,channelling,turning in planetary motions

to the abyss of human,kill this world and it..s pitiful rats!



Who gave this fire?A solitary way to endless knowledge

they are not able to understand these many faces of inner dark substance...



Unbroken circle,triumphant for the Serpent Triangle

you wanna see the future?...you believe a lie...



Upon the stoneglades through groves of madness...craves despair...

perdition roams hungry ways in oppression and obscure rituals

So listen now,carefully,this sweet music composed and know in time

you`ll meet your merciless end here!!!



Flew with the wings,to greet ascension to the ethereal Black

with all lovely horrors to strike the marionnettes and fallen lambs

My loss,my glory,the purest of hate...satisfy with harvest a malicious call

a god that killed itself sits among the cliffs of celestial slaughter...



In this individual elite,in this fucking overhelming blood

I rape the angelhearts to open views to Dark Multiversums blazing

Where this world is departed from this path I`ve been given

chosen the way to walk with fire and to rip apart the carnal heresies,from here their world seems pathetic in every sense



Who gave this fire,a solitary way...endless knowledge

I`m allowed to remember these faces of dark universe...



Intuation to powers,mental sword of Khaos and war

years of ruthless search,I wandered as wolf in thirst for blood



Sharpened claws,tempest of the souls fire,black miracles wait...yet,mine is the dominions!

Otherside the vicious seas of might

tempest of the souls fire...sharpened claws of black miracles...Awaiting...



Who gave this fire,a solitary way...endless knowledge...I m allowed to remember your names,Father!!!!!



Flew with the wings to greet ascension to the ethereal Black

a source to Omega from the covenants and roots of Cain

I observed from a tower...then set my wings on the flight to the storming horizons,with the alien starlight...



...the speech of disciple...-for the worms of the earth-;



Endless births for the embodiments of low frequencies,to whom worship your plastic reality and devour its pestilent reek...a blind sleeping flock enslaved on the treshold of your own monotonic existance,not immune to the virus;your sanctimonius dogmas

You see,when disciple defeats the master,killing greatest enemies is more than victory...uncaged lions always harvest the lambs...and now the burning tailed Mothstars will and must descend...



I dreamt there of I,who now speaks on these dry wastelands with the whirlwind of woes

and sounds for the glorious times

in awakening Dark to question the truth and the lie

and begin all beginnings end ,it was then the Devil took my flesh and heart

even darkness seemed meek and humble in the lodge where hamlet roads lead,into smoke with deliriums



Dreadful dream behind the mask grew into faustian reveries as disconsolate blood beated in my veins like twisting claws,yet for the Nocturnal Sun and from it`s source which granted me the way to the stars

reminding soil of a man`s heart is stonier,in nature of beast,in pride of Lucifer...



So behold the masters,their wisdom received

who taught through transcendental experiences,to know these thoughts rearrange reality in reality that is unreal...even giants of time fall to their knees,and shephards lay slayed when the circle is crushed



I`ve opened the gates,that cannot be closed!!!

in purpose to exist,peace is for fool

I`ve opened the gates,that cannot be closed



..and cherished did I the moments with candles and moon

on went the ritual...sleepless,blood and ashes all eager to burn

a solitary way,I know the name

Father

the Flame still burns!!!