Akercocke - Choronzon lyrics
Tracks 01. Praise The Name Of Satan
02. Prince Of The North 03. Leviathan 04. Enraptured By Evil 05. Choronzon 06. Valley Of The Crucified 07. Bathykolpian Avatar 08. Upon Coriacious Wings 09. Scapegoat 10. Son Of The Morning 11. Becoming The Adversary 12. Goddess Flesh 01. Praise The Name Of Satan
Mephistopheles
Extract from concealment Enlightenment A plethora of Cacodaemons Emerge to defile me Debase me I dare not resist But celebrate the pain Drops of blood fall in time With the beating of your heart Foctid breath whispers Are you the messiah? Satan Lacerate the soul Dissect the ego Naked I confront The sheer cliff face of sanity On which I gain no purchase Attempt to climb And make no progress I am a blasphemy to Christ Am I Jesus? Am I messiah? Stone statue speaks The winter of life too cold Twisted Debaser As the winds from the Furthest reaches of Belial Stir winter clouds across the moon I hear the words of the master For you and Satan 02. Prince Of The North
[Instrumental]
03. Leviathan
Sunrise is hours away
Precious seconds of life Drift away Unnoticed yet perfect Slowly disappearing I have found the edge Have I found the answer? Truth is my weapon Your anger not enough I wish to be alone With my God Moving through black waters Leviathan I wish to be alone With my god Have I found the answer? The currents ebb and flow Rising to the surface From untold depth Have I found the answer? The currents ebb and flow This fragile human condition And cold necesity of death Solitary and noble Clarity briefly Your breathing Is my breathing Your blood Is my blood I wish to be alone with my God I am always part of you Secret one precious one Dying a death so tender Don't fear thy exorcist Drift away The currents ebb and flow 04. Enraptured By Evil
Beast of revelation
Tool of desecration Take flight on leather wings It is he that wields the black flame Tell your king That we come for him I curse the cross and trinity As the beasts have allowed me To personify their Goat Lord God The honour is mine Coming for your son To drink his fucking blood And humiliate the corpse Black messiah I dedicate the blood to Beezlebuth Lord of rebirth and evil you must open the way inside For Satan Sacrifice to the princes Of the watchtowers Who opens the way Speaking the secret name of God Who dissipates the barrier Between shadows that dance In the candlelight Whispering tongues unheard of With language like warm rain Without compunction Entranced enraptured In the heat of lust Coming for your son To drink his fucking blood And humiliate the corpse 05. Choronzon
[Instrumental]
06. Valley Of The Crucified
Slowly drowning in sand
Dust and death greet you In the valley of the crucified Survey the slaughter Of a hundred score Crucified Christians Eroded bones of victims past Human detrilus scattered Skulls crack underfoot Aged blood stained and brown The dead and the near dead The unburiable stench of decay Soft grey mouldy flesh Dangles from withered bones Forsaken sounds from parched throats Cracked and arched spines succumb To sand scoured days Cadavers that fester Like rotted fruit on the vine This is not Hell This is a place like any other brother The sins of God and the sins of man Their cunting holy trinity Slowly forgotten in sand The lesser law abideth as the key Vessel of holy pain Hear me dark ones of the pit 07. Bathykolpian Avatar
As the heaven shatter
Carries on the breeze On the edge of the great abyss In the pause occupying the space That seperates lightning and rainfall Not unlike the echo of murder That travels on the wind Satanus- summon the sleepwalker The silence in a world that screams Celebrate me For I am your new Christ There can be no Heaven without Hell There can be no truth without pain The divinity mirrors Reflect her slender frame The awakening avatar With alabaster skin Life with perfect shape White and smooth Eesome sleepwalker You bestow such pain and madness The like of which I can barely conceive As sharp as a speaer From the pit of my soul To the horns of the master Crucify me If you dare Sagacious prophet To be with you here is to be alive I want to hear the words from your lips Before I dispatch my devotion Into your eager mouth She steals my breath and I fall Beyond death Devils await me 08. Upon Coriacious Wings
[Instrumental]
09. Scapegoat
Rancid lord of pestilence
Belial- supreme avenger Devour those bereft of sight To see the way of Satan Foulness of Bethlehem My prodigious appetite For perversion and sin Revel in the carnal joy Celebrate female pleasure In the name of Asmodeus She will dance for my delight Take flight on wings of lust Entranced by slender limbs And heavy breasts Desire is absolute Honour my Baphomet And sigils unholy For they remind you of me When I am gone away Like the last moth of winter That hides to cheat death The sweetest pleasures beckon You must devate the self Listen to inner voices Despicable choices There are those content Just to play with the bodies of the dead The flesh is the life To you and I Ave Satanus Rege Satanus Eastern angel I must learn to breathe without you As I descend alone To the bottomless pit The flesh is the life To you and I Ave Satanus HAIL SATAN 10. Son Of The Morning
Bear witness to my testimony
The things that I have done- Unforgiveable The prayers of a hundred priests Could not save my soul Like the son of the morning Boasting a multitude of sins Struck down from the mountain of God Whispering to me Through cracks in the wall Cracks in my sanity You only know that which I choose to show I stand at the endge of the precipise Wondering whether to step There is no path of righteousness There is only Satan Strange angel Why do you come here How art thou fallen from Heaven To the uttermost parts of the pit The cherubim and seraphim of Lucifer Indulge in the rites of profanity Sink to depths of depravity Defilement and penetration In the sanctum of the monarch Saliva on soft thighs Outstretched wings Semen across lips Hooves steeped in blood Insatiable Incorrigible The adversary- father of death Craves adoration 11. Becoming The Adversary
And the dark lord shall wipe all tears from her eyes
For he said unto me- it is done I am Alpha and Omega The beginning and the end I will give freely unto him That is athirst of the fountain of the water of life Le Messe Noir- To deep without waking From the dream of brief life To become as one with the Harbinger of truth and balance Purity and sensuality In the palace of perversity To call the names Of the gods of the abyss Without fear To be one with the father Offered thrice to Baphomet Spirit of unholy progress I am compelled to obey the beast inside And the faces in the scrying glass Gazing back- Choronzon The guardian of the pit The sintinel of the abyss And the nameless- formless They wait- great wings furled Eager to be summoned Invisible we stalk the night Only through divine angles Impossible angles Are we seen among you Revered devils of enlightenment Deathless ones I will become as one with them I will look into your eyes Angel 12. Goddess Flesh
The night is cold
Your body warm Tonight we crave Beauty without end In mind in body You take me inside So deep Slow burn- slow heat Every time I move inside you I UNDERSTAND YOU |