More cunning than any beast God hath made
The serpent deceiver, freedom of will
Take the veil from thine eyes
To see the light and falseness

Black eyes burn with fury
Overpowering senses bewildered
Serpents and crosses, splintering entwined
Merging organ melee, from life to death, death to dust

Ascend the scaffold of piety
To shatter the alabaster spheres
Destroy transient temples, host hives
The dragon dispitous

Birthed and bred with Belial
Wode werewolf, worme and scorpion venomous
Lucifer's laid foul fiends face infernal
Sodomy celestial brought unto them
Redemption forebode

I am the Morning Star

Joining to form an army
No host ethereal, can withstand

I am the Morning Star

The bringer of life's adversary, messenger of death
Hathn no peace, shadowed master
bless thy cause,appear and rape without mercy
poison them with all your misgivings.

Iscariot, usurper, destroy divine
one thousand stars burn at the arrival
the circle is complete, shining with fervour and ultimate darkness

The oceans shall boil, a burning flood
to consume and smite the children
on black wings ride, weakness of life crucified.

White gown of the angels severed wings
horn-ed heads crowned like many kings
three sides of death brings the equatio of truth

I am the deluge.

To those who defy us
Crushing this light eternal
Invoke the blood of the faecal hill
And to the coming. doom!

Iconoclast!

Iconoclast!

Turbulent rivers of blood
Crimson tidal whiplash
Here lies the blade
Of Death..and black storms

Iconoclast!

Iconoclast!

And the light will fade
A new dawn
Crimson whiplash
Comes forth!

Visions of fire
Symbols of Greatness
Will fall

I ignite these flames
on paths eternal
the age of darkness
will arrive

Glory to death
Visions of flames
Cty forth to me
Lost in times

The sing is so real, the sign is so real!

By blood and blade, by the almighty flames

I am the Iconclast

Wandering Aboard at night
Purpose rapine and ravishment
Sate thine bloodlust revenant of death.


And sweep across the vast land.
Steppes and moorland
sierra and wold
upland, fell and plains

Victims to a morbid wolfish hunger
all consuming to a pinnacles of the spirit

The symbol of night & winter
Of stress and storm
the harbinger of death

I am the tempest

From the rising of the sun to the ends of the earth
Hail the true body born of the virgin
You who truly suffered and were sacrificed
On the cross for the sake of man

From whose pierced flank flowered water and blood
Be a fortaste for us in the trail of death
Sounds fallen only unto those who see

Lamentations embraced with serpent coils
And no light on the path, born to be destroyed

To the glorious Celestial host
We bring betrayal, we bring corruption

My body will undo what has been done
Unto Salvation's end,

I am salvation

Come with the reek, putrefy my being
Flesh will burn and cinders will float
Souls inhuman their heinousness engraved
Orchestrating the trenchant massacre

Noonday's rancorous sun frigid of warmth
Names the hours merciless birth
All of creation bathes in a light unholy grey

Seeping awareness of an overthrown rule
Callous of end shards of dusk reborn
Welcome the coming of night
Darkness of the ages...

And then i know the mist is drawn
A lucid veil from coast to coast
In the dank, like a spectre
Thy tablet glimmers to the dawn

Infected empires of man
How you decay with brilliant perfection
To you i am your enemy...

I am your pestilence

And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from the heaven unto the earth
And to him was given the key of the bottomless pit
And he opened the bottomless pit, and there arose a smoke out of the pit
As the smoke of a great furnace
And the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of the pit

The pale landscape, ice and debris
Incubation jilted, perfect surround
Foul thrust, insipid sperm
Enter madness blossoming splitting new death

Vestibule of ribbed charcoal
Essence of misery held
Opening veins running a river
To turn to dust, dust to turn to this earth

Three points of the trident
Through shroud dividing
The other side, penetrated
Three wills, three heads, three minds

Bleak sky veil
Breaks all hope
Devoid of light
Shadows endless
Stream through their eyes, left blind

And to them it was given, that they should be tormented

And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth
And unto them was given power
As the scorpions of he earth have power

To the end of this world
To the end of all worlds

I am oblivion