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Celestial Prodigy
08:57
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The grains of sand i count and measure the sea
I understand the speech of the ancients and i can hear the voiceless
I washed away the emptiest of shells shapeless i've become
One with the vastness of the cosmos
Unmatched and unopposed i transcend all limitations
Manifest into non-physical forms towards illumination
The aenaon principle keys i hold, continual quintessence
I am all that is and all that is not
Now your statues stand before me and pouring sweat
Before me they crumble and shiver with dread
Black blood drips from above and the serpent earthborn
In craftiness comes behind thee
For not the strength of bulls nor lions shall hold my endlessness
I was here before and after i will remain
Beyond flesh beyond words the cosmic forces drive my will
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The Oracular Voice
07:44
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Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber
Past the wan-mooned abysses of night
I have lived o'er my lives without number
I have sounded all things with my sight
(And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright)
I have whirled with the earth at the dawning
When the sky was a vaporous flame
I have seen the dark universe yawning
Where the black planets roll without aim
(Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name)
I had drifted o'er seas without ending
Under sinister grey-clouded skies
That the many-forked lightning is rending
That resound with hysterical cries
(With the moans of invisible daemons, that out of the green waters rise)
I have plunged like a deer through the arches
Of the hoary primordial grove
Where the oaks feel the presence that marches
And stalks on where no spirit dares rove
(And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers through dead branches
above)
I have stumbled by cave-ridden mountains
That rise barren and bleak from the plain
I have drunk of the fog-foetid fountains
That ooze down to the marsh and the main
(And in hot cursed tarns I have seen things, I care not to gaze on again)
I have scanned the vast ivy-clad palace
I have trod its untenanted hall
Where the moon rising up from the valleys
Shows the tapestried things on the wall
(Strange figures discordantly woven, that I cannot endure to recall)
I have peered from the casements in wonder
At the mouldering meadows around
At the many-roofed village laid under
The curse of a grave-girdled ground
(And from rows of white urn-carven marble I listen intently for sound)
I have haunted the tombs of the ages
I have flown on the pinions of fear
Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages
Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear
(And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer)
I was old when the pharaohs first mounted
The jewel-decked throne by the Nile
I was old in those epochs uncounted
When I, and I only, was vile
(And Man, yet untainted and happy, dwelt in bliss on the far Arctic isle)
Oh, great was the sin of my spirit
And great is the reach of its doom
Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it
Nor can respite be found in the tomb
(Down the infinite aeons come beating the wings of unmerciful gloom)
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber
Past the wan-mooned abysses of night
I have lived o'er my lives without number
I have sounded all things with my sight
(And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright)
(Original Poem "Nemesis" by H.P. Lovecraft.)
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Chaos Magnvm
07:56
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Leave me the secret of my terrible destiny
Leave me the dread that surrounds me
Curse me even though canst not comprehend
To wander at will and vex the harmony of the stars
I am the messenger of the suns
I am the flame of sacrifice
Liberator of souls from their mortal chains
I am the proscribed, the eternal wanderer
Who has infinity for domain
Accursed and ruined angel
Wandering comet
Exhaling the fires (that consumes you)
To face the burning spears
Of the solar guardians
Incendiary of planets
Terrifier of stars
The risen redeemer
Bringer of eternal stars
Imperator of beguilement
Wielder of the flame
Harbinger of annihilation
Usurper of celestial equilibrium
There is a force
Which dieth not
And through the cosmic resonance
Will perpetually transform
In the vast meadows of the sky
Like a chariot of warriors
The stars pale at it’s approach
Headlong vagabond
Incendiary of planets
Terrifier of stars
The risen redeemer
Bringer of eternal stars
Imperator of beguilement
Wielder of the flame
Harbinger of annihilation
Usurper of celestial equilibrium
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Escape into realms beyond the light's reach
As the pure spirit of the soul is revealed
Atop of a spiral billow i stand and through the cosmic sea of creation i wonder
With hungry mind and open eyes
Overwhelmed by both wander and understanding
An observer of divine forces at work
I can clearly now see where eternities are born
Witness i bear to the everlasting cycle of death and creation
Yet i claim no gift, only guidance i seek
I have longed to be at one with thee
Which i can only gaze at with awe
Clearly i can see the beckoning hand of the cosmos
I get a glimpse of the monstrous pillars of creation
I perceive the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous place
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Wisdom of the Occult
06:29
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I searched out and found the keys for the symbols of Zoroaster
I pierced through the crypts of Mane and decipher the secretes of Hermes
who forgot to enshroud the veils edge that cloaks forever the great arcane
My knowledge as great now as the colossal sphinx's
sinking forever into the sands of time, observing the monuments of men
build with the wrath of gods
I studied upon the mysteries of Brahma, the lost keys of Solomon revealed to me, into ancient knowledge i delved and learn what even Mephistopheles could not tell Faust
Behind the veil of all ancient doctrines
The darkness and strange ordeals (of all initiations)
Under the seal of all secret writings
In the ruins of Thebes or Nineveh
On the crumbling stones of old temples
and on the black visage of the Egyptian sphinx
In the marvelous paintings of the Vedas
and the cryptic emblems of the old books of alchemy
In the ceremonies practiced by secret societies
A doctrine which is everywhere the same
and everywhere carefully concealed
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Umbra Mortis
10:27
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Knowest thou that old queen of the world
As old as time she is, her skeleton concealed
Concealed in the wreckage of women's beauty
Abstracted from their youth and love
Her skull adorned with lifeless tresses
Spoliator of crowned heads she is
Her livid and frozen body in faded garments
and tattered winding sheets is clothed
Her bony hands covered with rings diadems and chains hold
Scepters and crossbones, jewels and ashes
Embellished with the plunder of queens
Murder rides with her on a russet charger
Shaking his mane of smoke
Fire flies before her ominous presence
with wings of scarlet and black
A pale horse she spurs and charges
All breathless through multitudes
Murder rides with her on a russet charger
Shaking his mane of smoke
Fire flies with wings of scarlet and black
Famine and plague will follow
The terrors of death are daughters of ignorance
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Miasmal Sabbath Thessaloniki, Greece
Thessaloniki, Greece - based, Miasmal Sabbath are a dbeat infused death metal punk amalgam.
The skull- crushing grooves, cryptic atmospheres and jawbreaking beats will leave none untouched!
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