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Thelemic Grimoires

by Sorrow Enthroned

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1.
Had! On beds of mammoths wool they rested Club in hand I snuck through the entrance Grey cave walls lined with their fucking brains As writhing worm in their flesh I bathed Make me king of kings Reincarnate my soul I shall walk once more I beg you lord Nations of earth at my fingers Enthroned in robes gold and purple Lust of death reawakened Children’s heads line my palace Seven days and seven nights Jesters hung from hooks in eye Please forgive us of our sins Make me king of kings 666 lives I’ve lived May I enter true bliss? Voice replies: Nay. Thou art profane
2.
See my corpse hanging in that maple tree? Blizzard brews And when I looked in my own lifeless eyes No lamp shone therein This earth I left In rope I slept While wicked winter winds wept Blizzard blows Oh the pain, it gnawed my brain, so I hang Let snow take me whole Let bitter dark take hold Never a spark or a lantern for my way Benumbed day by day Let me forget Let me freeze As winter winds weep Blizzard blares See my corpse hanging in that maple tree? Name not known by me Never a hand to embrace that frozen heart Blizzard blasts, time was lost
3.
One mournful lament rang through time That old cursed cross cries, and it was night Black sun on Golgotha shone Ghastly shadows bloom Howls shrill like a banshees wail I scream with them Hide your shame from his anguished face Taste of death in every breath Nostrils sting from stench Bold of ye to wander here Gods corpse our home We watched you weep at feet of the deceased Our mockery issued forth Twixt jagged teeth Forms which dart and crawl and creep We of the deep Eloi eloi iama sabachthani That elden rotting corpse spoke these works Eloi eloi iama sabachthani Eloi eloi iama sabachthani
4.
Pitch black Autumn night Moon she did not shine Bestial wail stirred the still Trees themselves did quake Is this grove our grave? Dim were those rising horns His hand beckons from the distance Dark ebony silhouette What horror is this? Black horned god he speaks: “Not in Abyss, I lay in thy heart Not but mere myth, my hooves not afar I long to feast on the flesh of a man Lust be not quenched, my jaws never rest Take this cup of indignation Cleanse thy weakness by my wrath Sunken again, my eyes they burn red” Sign of Baphomet exalted Black horned god he hides again
5.
O ye cursed children of men Ill tidings I bear thee Hell heeds not to blade Horrid spells enflame these hands Old words etch I, on skin of slain swine Message I print be not mine Torn from womb were ye Drowned in feces How quickly memory fades God he forsakes Inutterable darkness fell Blood thou bear bestowed by kin Tainted foul with strife Traumas of which ye dare not speak God unto man, priest unto youth Ancient abyssal lament descends Daemons return again
6.
Lo! Fallen is my name, cloaked in shame In shadows will I lay in wait In times of old, we cursed the sun Fell to the sweet kiss of Nu In great pale death, our souls awoke And angel stool in the sun Ye who fell from heaven Save us from winter winds Divine darkness illuminates hidden paths Two to one to none Dear humans, hear my calling Our aeon dawns Gaze past Hoor’s great horizon Our name cursed for thee In times of old, we cursed the sun Satan-Sol he biteth back Jaws of hell not meant for us But Jehovah’s throne of rust Ye who fell from heaven Make gods of our race Ye old scapegoat and father of humankind Shape our souls from flame Dear humans, hear my calling Our aeon dawns See black star arise in splendor Gods were slain for thee Swine! Groveling at my feet Bow thy knee, accursed ye shall be Man, serpent beast and hawk Slay your gods Swifter than a comet burning Artem Satanismus Oh behold the art Our infernal psalms Behold! Ra?
7.
Maiden so fair, darkness she bears Qliphophic dragon of timeless descent Mother is she, who birthed the three Womb of eleven caressing Hadit Seven headed serpent lays Tail in Malkuth, in Daath his prey Binah become! Satan-Saturn Exalt my flesh Make steel my bones Vampiric rites, and blood for our whore Babalon, the demon’s abode Mother and father, daughter and son Trinity crushed by four in one Make my heart stone Goddess take form! N.I.H.I.L. begone! Daath overcome Babalon-Bal-Bin-Abaft
8.
Lord behold their legs they quake Unsheathe thy sword Be thou as lightning, strike sunken skulls I long to lick blood from bone Hell, I bare my teeth Engorged again I eat Thou art the spark and I the flame Paint this land with blood of saints Hills once shone green Drenched now in crimson sheen Make me the hand which seals closed Those timeless coffin doors
9.
From your birth to death will I wander through your heart and mind Tongue and hands and feet do I claim as my own tools of trade Though I live my push you’ll resist as if I could be damned And know that if I so did wish your skin I’d rip to bits by your own hand “Get thee back!” “Pentagrams burn thy flesh” O thou fool my breast is of fire five they dwell inside Water feasts and spirit creeps and all before your eyes I open your doors of perception senses pulled from thee Cease your speech as I your demon tend to thee from seed to tree Hail thyself Ancient rite of sacred serpent samekh shines supreme My will is your will and my mouth speaks great blasphemies Endless hordes of five and four infernal lords of war To your power I bestow for star we share she knoweth us more “Get thee back!” “Lucifer rebukes thee” We are he
10.
Not snake not star Not man not god My forms bewitch My form is not I bathe, black blood This realm so cursed Abel lay slain Thank god I am of Cain (Choronzon speaks in tongues) Ye weak poor child Fathers I’ve killed Mother I defiled I slay, I smile
11.
Let the Magus fall to Tiphareth, banish what ye will Eleven times doth ye circle in spirit of AMELEHADITH There is darkness And ye will enter congress with thy devil Now proclaim ye are god! And if at last ye invoketh Hadit Behold: Satan will be in thy midst Yea… Satan himself will stand in thy midst IAMMAI holy holy Primal flame ignite OXULOE holy holy Will be moved AHSKE fallen fallen Serpents rebirthed AHARGTALI Lay thy curse on this fallen earth UAHDEBA cursed cursed Old earthen dark Fill me Kill me Nu.

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released November 6, 2020

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Sorrow Enthroned is a brutal death metal band with raw old school death metal influences located in Connecticut, USA

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