The night turning black
From strangest aeons, unfold
Incomprehension, the farthest domain
Incessant cacophony

Far master, now in our sight
An ethereal dissonance
of disintegrating lucidity
The final abomination's kiss
Stirs the usurper's idle breath

Hierophant whispers, the drudging march
Obsidian, phantasmic dreams
At the edge of forgotten lore
Chitinous rapture
As falling epochs
Rise nevermore

The burning light of blackened stars
Churning rage of endless horror
The terrible pilgrimage
to seek the nighted throne

At the center of chaos
Veiled in putrid cold

Decay whispers eroding sanity
and pungent eclipse
Vilified, exasperate choir
Manifested dread bleeds twisting cognition
A marriage of jarring vexation
Consummates the fevered dreams

At the center of chaos, veiled in putrid cold
A solemn breadth ushers in the callous reign

Baptized in the maker's phlegm
Denominations spreading plague of false God
Blinded by a light, non-divine

Alight the deeds of malignant creator
With the Famine, the Pestilence, the War, Disease and Death!

Ours is the fury and wrath of the goat
The banished morning star, erase Elohim

Puritanical dementia

The blinding light
Devoured by the Horns
Enchaining Adonai

The starving void
Abandon the sham
Kill the light

Puritanical dementia
Puritanical dementia

Threefold nails impale the Liar's flesh
A crown of thorns commemorate the distant thought

Beneath the cloven hooves
Voracious sodomizing of the now forgotten King

Hunger rimes, possession swells
In grandeur loss of sanity
Where delusions dance, in grotesque accord
Perspire with edging mimicry

The downfall gives way to the hungering cold
Sowing seeds of Eden's promise
In passion and pain
That drives us insane

I don't belong here
Beneath this twisted sky
I don't belong here
Where hope and freedom dies

Pervasive tragedy
Which breeds apprehension
In passion and pain
That drives us insane

I don't belong here
Beneath this twisted sky
To dream in bleeding red
Permeating apathy
I don't belong here
Beneath this tainted sky
Abjection sinks its claws
Within the fevered flesh
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

I don't belong here
Beneath this twisted sky
To dream in bleeding red
Permeating apathy
I don't belong here
Beneath this tainted sky
Delirium suffocates
Where ardor dies

And so the eldritch sky cracks open
Like a window to fathomless horrors

As beating wings sweep all desires
Under tantrums of psychotic sight
The torment; the ever-breaking mind
Incubating provision, carving out the eyes

In the trenches of blighted conviction
Amidst the songs that burn delight
Epitomize the sweet decay
From which nightmares crawl
Encroaching thoughts behind emptied eyes
Devils murmur insanity
An eldritch sky blurs clarity
A window disturbing coherence
From which nightmares crawl

Clawing from the portal's terminus
The tendrils which extend
To invert the sun, and blot out the stars

Mutilate the eyes so that it may distort

In the trenches of blighted conviction
Amidst the songs that burn delight
Epitomize the sweet decay
From which nightmares crawl
Encroaching thoughts behind emptied eyes
Devils murmur insanity
An eldritch sky blurs clarity
A window disturbing coherence
From which nightmares crawl

Falling shrines collapse under darker aeons

So envenom the last of prophecies to come
Watch as they twist and bow
Enshrined in malefic fervor
Falling shrines collapse under darker aeons

Malevolence for the gods of old
Watch as they tremble
Hearkening hate and throes of war

Amalgam of spiteful souls
Lost in the tornado of rage
For graves in the making
Splendour of dissolving empires

Feel them distort under the tantrum of desire - seething hunger, ravenous bloodlust

As one with the darkness - black sodomy surrounds their idols
In a matrimony of coalescent sins - A testimony to the ancients

So envenomed, enshrined
So envenomed, enshrined

So envenomed, enshrined
So envenomed, enshrined

Forever galling vultures disturbing hellish gravesites; the last of their days
Battered to submission - as lest, they could forget

My legacy
Impaler!

In the garden of malice I take my feast
Among forests of spikes and rancid carcasses
Where blood still flows like wine, and decay fills the air
No light of day, nor prayer, may offer peace

Grimace, sodom, baptized in blood
Exalted tormentor, I am the dragon's son; tyrannical justice of
No solace, torture, rending flesh

"The blood is the life..."

Brooding shadows reign atop their scorn, how sweet and dear the promise of demise

Haunting whirlwind of fear
An ancient curse of transfigured gyre
Consuming sanity, and spreading hypnotic dread
Intrusive thoughts bewildering paranoia

Typhoons of disastrous plague; unforeseen calamity
Labyrinthine patterns dress the mind with irregular fixation
Where mortal shells distort, entranced by festering death
Oneiric sight devoured by the immortal shapes

Twisting appendages that coil aimlessly
As if to mimic the tremors of atrocity

Relinquished vigilance, surrender to demise
Transfixed in spiral ambiguity
The coiling black vortex unleashed
There is no escape from animated atrophy

Brought to the end, this fabled anathema
Irregular spires stretch towards the sky
The ancient ruins emit a mesmerizing light
Entwined beneath its splendour, embraced by disarray

Hidden for centuries, observing with hate
Time stands still, yet moves ever forward
The infinite spiral's curse

Hollow eyes, turned to gloom
A gaze into abysms, unknown
As the twilight secedes from embittered ambit
Lawless echoes - the hissing shadows that vomit spite
Here, the corrosion sings of that which better not exhumed

Morbid tales, and that of which the titans expel; evasive to the pale blue eyes
Wrought in a frenzy of tumultuous revolution

To swim through forbidden tides; garnered visions dressed in black
Infectious are the secrets of Yomi's blight; the cackling of the jaded dead
Submit to walk with them

As twilight descends on febrile masses
But as one with the carnage
of severed dreams

Look not to the skies above, but the decrepit earth
As above, so below - the sky entombs, the earth consumes

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
Neither grief, nor hallowed rest, await

In chasms deep, on mountains high
No refuge, nor solace - for the gasping dead

The creaking shadows - that which dwell in silence
Which both gods and mortals fear

Suffocating fumes of nauseous fright
Intoxicating dread

Abandon hope, all who enter here
Neither grief, nor hallowed rest
Confined in the dreamless sleep
The calm before the black

The creaking shadows
That which dwell in silence
In restful haze
In lucid pain

Cessation of the forms
Resumption of the end

The morning light, the moaning wind
The bleakest night, the blackest sins
Of sanguine dreams, and palest wake
Survived by none, the calm before the black

All-consuming empyrean arc
A witness to the beginning, and to the end

Burning scars across forever, idyll drowns in mania
Ever-growing, ever-fading - the dirge-like crawl
Cranial hellscapes wrought in perplexed fractals

Combusting neon showers bind eternity's eye
Obsession floods like fuming starlight
Across temporal depths, deceptive spectres waste away
Mitigation swells to hide the face of God

For its eyes are painted black, its lips dripping with sulphur
Its voice grates as antimony, its fingers laced with phosphorus
Deconstructing the mind's I, churning giants cypher xanthosis

Dissolving mortality ruptured in celestial sway

Solvent hierogamy, cosmic inertia detriments finite capacity
For nothing may disturb its course

Black are eternity's eyes, inscribed in astral fervor
Deafening are God's cries...

Alteration of chemistry, psychotic delusions
Pumping veins with lead and carbon
As God turns its back on longevity

Burning scars across forever, idyll drowned in mania
Noxious giants thrust fuming gold, assuring no hope for the truth