Iconography of Suffering
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Domain
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Domain of unholy holocaust
Tortured souls writhe in tormented ecstasy
Upon the twisted cross of christ’s treachery
Macabre and absurd
A grand choir of distorted cries
Complete hopelessness is master of all
I forget myself as demons whisper in voices I cannot understand
I witness mass suffering
Expelling the lives of the weak, broken ones
All thoughts consumed by suicide
Embracing the dark as it envelopes the mind
Sacred, ripped, tattered flesh is all that remains after the feast
These are not the faces of angels before me
Their countenances reflections of pain
Forever falling into the depths
Rejoicing as Satan blasphemes their hearts
Macabre and absurd
A grand choir of distorted cries
The sufferance of souls becomes my obsession
Within this domain where I am forced to my knees
In the reverence of damnation
Revelry in agony, pleasure in pain
Impalation on the inverted cross
Dismembered savior cast down from your throne
We wish death upon you again and again
I.N.R.I. we usurp your throne
Chaos lord domain, an eternity of murder
I witness mass suffering
Expelling the lives of the weak, broken ones
All thoughts consumed by suicide
Embracing the dark as it envelopes the mind
Sacred, ripped, tattered flesh is all that remains after the feast
Dismembered savior cast down from your throne
We wish death upon you again and again and again
Die
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Invoking the Apostasy
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As wolves hungry for flesh and utter foulness
We roam thirsting for incineration
Horrified spirits await, into the dark
These times will come
These times will come again
Whip the naked torso,
Bleeding, slouching, dead
Longinus will you come forth, pierce his withered side
End the feeble cries
A dissention into decadence from the ill-begotten rules of man
Life's blood of centuries pours for those who rule
Dull and muted meat
Loss of centuries
Scepter of his lies
Cull the ancient concourse
Wanton fiction spread
Steeled in profane blood
As regression stirs
We Invoke
Into apostasy, end thy treachery
No more lord of lies
Third day you shall not rise
Crossing Charon’s path, execration’s wrath
Into demonacy, I shalt not suffer thee
To invoke the apostasy
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Opens/Eviscerates
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A forest of impaled souls so dark and deep
Depraved and tormented woods resound with hellish cries
Sanguinary sap leaks forth from tattered bodies aloft
And trickles slowly to the soil, decayed and rusted
No breath is drawn in this place, nor does a pulse give hint of any life
Sunlight is totally absent, no warmth to cauterize this mire of gore
Gore
Carrion crows weep their dirge into hollow ears of souls departed
Putrid stench of thousands here, fallen from grace
The flesh is so easily run through, orgasmic in its horrific nature
At my table I enjoy the feast of sickness
This abominable spectacle before me
My eyes bleed
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Eight Pointed Star
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The great awakening soon to alter the shriveled flesh
Come unto me from infernos beyond existence and time
Blood, fire, total death
Screams I hear of ancient ones, reveal your secrets unto me
I've become the great plague
Thrice more shall my brethren ride to herald the apocalypse
Winds from the storms
Dark ones drown in emptiness
Eight pointed star emblazoned upon the dusk of my time
Dark ones in emptiness, deceive for all time
The great awakening soon to alter the shriveled flesh
Come unto me from infernos beyond existence and time
Entering spheres to seek out the wolf’s lair
He utters the horrific chants
to summon Armageddon within my soul
Blood, fire, total death
Screams I hear of ancient ones reveal your secrets unto me
I've become the great plague
Thrice more shall my brethren ride to herald the apocalypse
Winds from the storms
Dark ones drown in emptiness
Eight pointed star emblazoned upon the dusk of my time
Languishment flows from me, entombed for all time
They receive nothingness, deceived all their lives
Repulsive holiness, we see all the lies
I lost myself there in the void, laughter deafens as my shrine burns
Winds from the storms, dark ones drown in emptiness
Eight pointed star emblazoned upon the dusk of my time
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Iconography of Suffering
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All-powerful insolence
Aeonic Desolate Ones
Surging black malevolence
Spoken in forgotten tongues
I have tasted my damnation
I have denied my grace
I have polluted the sanctity
I have soiled the cloth
Cenotaph of life's withering plunge deep into ruin
To be one's own savior is truly paradise
Iconography of Suffering
The plague that shall rape mankind
To humiliate oneself, to wear a crown of defeat
The thorns that bind you, the mother that cries
Gasping for breath on the holy implement of torture
Arms outstretched to embrace a father you will never know
Weeping, the winds of death are caressing your torn mortal skin
Head down in reverence to thyself
Head down in reverence to thyself
The angels weep on Golgotha
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The Lament Configuration
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Inward, psychotic transit
Reject the positive, invert the light
Feeble clawing and tearing
Away a veil which does not retreat
Master, surround me!
It came from somewhere, from the beyond unbeknownst to all
A motionless journey further into a void of utter sorrow
I could not remember a way out...
Master, impale me!
And then I remembered my future
As my flesh lay suspended
The darkness rushes about in torrents
The hooks sweetly pierce my shell
Eternity for not, I convoke
For this lament configuration is of my own doing
Thinking back on doors shut, before their contents revealed
Widened eyes, with tears streaming like rivers into this chalice
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Besieged by Night
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Lightning strikes the ground
A darkness filled misery
Calling out for death
Angels in the sky
We wait for Satan's call
Armageddon comes to this world
Legions of hell marching onward
People run and hide in fear
Knowing that their end is near
Blessed by fire, the sky opens wide
The serpent cries to make it clear Hell is here
Foolish kin pray to God for heaven's light
As darkness falls, the servants are Besieged by night
Our demonic steeds ride by night
Swords held high prepared to fight
Siege the world in dark embrace
Souls for Satan's falling grace
Armageddon comes to this world
People run and hide in fear
Hell is here, Heaven's light
Besieged by night
The souls writhing in pain
Twisted corpses an army is slain
The black wave of damnation spreads forth its disease
Forcing their God down on his knees
Lost spirits wander the corroded earth's crust
Baron and desolate, the humans have lost
Feeding the veins of the fallen sons
To prepare the land for the unholy one
Steeples and spires go up in flames, conflagration in Satan's name
On to conquer the heavenly gate
A new day dawns, the horizon drenched in hate
Night
It falls
From hell
Besieged by night
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Prey for Oblivion
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Tortured river Phlegathon bleeds from between
Eternity's constant undeath and the sorrows of Seraphim
Exhalt the quintessence of the goat
Black mirrored eyes
Eyes which reflect the inner collapse of one’s spirit
Hark, thou hear'st the voice
Void...foul winds...void of hate
Desolation that follows the antithesis of creation
Black flesh hangs by sinews
Horns channel silent chants for lust of blasphemies
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