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Sins of the Carnal Man
03:48
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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
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2. |
Winter Winds Weep
03:08
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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
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3. |
... and it was Night
02:56
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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
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4. |
Black Horned God
03:29
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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
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5. |
Inutterable Darkness
03:31
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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
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6. |
Artem Satanismus
03:45
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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?
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7. |
Rituals for our Whore
03:29
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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
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8. |
Hand of Aiwass
03:10
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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
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9. |
Congress With the Demon
03:09
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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
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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
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11. |
Thelemic Grimoires
04:36
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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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