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Behemoth The Return Of The Northern Moon (1992) From The Pagan Vastlands (1994) Sventevith ( Storming Near The Baltic ) (1995) Grom (1996) Pandemonic Incantations (1997) Bewitching The Pomerania (1997) Satanica (1999) Thelema 6.66 (2000) Zos Kia Cultus (2002) The Return Of The Northern Moon Summoning Of The Ancient Gods mystic voices lead me to suicide I will unite my flesh with him tonight blasphemous son in my veins into the magic circle lord of dark winds obscure my soul burn my eyes make me see illusions burning in black flames forever the child of my morbid perversion is screaming glory of darkness sing the occultic psalm with the book of eternal oath I created the face of the goat unholy psalm to lead the souls blood means the pact with my lord cold winds of doom prevail 7 horns sing the prophecy glory to the darkest depth revelate my eternal prayer Dark Triumph primeval god finally returns comes a sound of triumph I hear his voice a dawn of evil prayer a raise of million hands revelation of our dreams I open my eyes I'm into the tomb feel a touch of cool carry beneath the gates ...and now lucifer comes rides on the wings of winds opens the gates of ancient towns leads us to eternal delight among the thousand flames from dark to black again his eyes are dark and cold like northern frost and icy breath is a wind for the faithful bring me there where daylight never exists and people live on gloom bring me there where I will be free from god's tyranny Rise Of The Blackstorm Of Evil my black face in the shadow of the pentagram among the silent forests in the never existing town my fingers touched the sky I was god in forgotten times jesus and his servants were sucking my feet ...lucifer, give me the power to rise now I'm fallen a down of misery among the blurs of evil hidden in morality I had power to destroy god my demons ruled the crowd now I can do nothing alone in black crypt ...satan, give me the power to rise but there will be days when I shall rise a dawn of my kingdom slowly comes I will fight again will take your mind to sit on the golden throne somewhere in the sky ...belial, give me the power to rise ...oh... oh... satan, give me the power to rise... From The Pagan Vastlands From Horned Lands To Lindisfarne they came from the cold north carried on the wings of waves no one knows the cult bloody acts were only a legend... eternal hate and horned sodomy came to the lands of virgin's goodness moonless night showed me their return I saw drakkars between the silence, in the dream when the witches called the spirits from forest from hornedlands to lindisfarne... lords of the fjord, turned daylight into december frost, fathers of ice proclaimed the new century, marked the paths which I follow now, enter the forest like you open your veins in the night of the pagan union witches among the night, lead me to the horned moon I entered my evil soul to fortify my frosty hate freezing breath of the blackheart fill the interior pagan wings rise me over the evil palace massacre will be the beginning of iron holocaust evil enters the skies for the return of sodomy black snow covers the horde of christ winterwinds destroy jehova's palace ancient spirits proclaimed the return coldnights await like hungry wolves the powers join among the mountains the oaks sing funeral songs of frost I drink the blood for all pagan souls Thy Winter Kingdom enslaved in a cloud above the vast sea I've finished my journey through the 7 incarnations the blaze of my glory die out for this world as the blaze of my rustly steel died dark forests, unknown vast lands were my home, my dream which came true wild as eternal fear of the blackness I live primeval life under the horned one's rules steeps resounded with the howl of the wolves searching alone for the victim and from the deep forest rised you chant about the god of coldwinds and desire crushing the last wound of the crucified one I stalked the path of the sword, fire and blood my armies of the ships like dragons spread fear among the holy lands altars were burning with black fire for the master of eternal spaces born for our blood and fiery steel victorious wave of warfare and mayhem immortal, invincible, dark warrior (I) leaded my troops through countless battles and the scream of the dying was our pride I split a lot of blood, stole human souls, cruel now it's time to finish my journey, to rest I fall into oblivion with weapons no one will feed my razor with blood again and the ships sing the psalm of the immortal... Summoning Of The Ancient Gods mystic voices lead me to suicide I will unite my flesh with him tonight blasphemous son in my veins into the magic circle lord of dark winds obscure my soul burn my eyes make me see illusions burning in black flames forever the child of my morbid perversion is screaming glory of darkness sing the occultic psalm with the book of eternal oath I created the face of the goat unholy psalm to lead the souls blood means the pact with my lord cold winds of doom prevail 7 horns sing the prophecy glory to the darkest depth revelate my eternal prayer The Dance Of The Pagan Slaves oh, cursed profanated thougths of glory return to me receive my every fall, my every pain and misfortune and wrath will born inside you stronger than sounds of bells primeval instincts will wake pagan brothers of our blood professing to the majesty of horned evil the war we'll begin will be the final fall of god's flock we'll have a bloodbath and covered with gore we'll praise the name of the highest what's you fallen god for us he had leaded people to eternal slavery his angels falling into night like dead swans to rise never again pagan around the wooden symbols transmitting the power from hands to hands blood for god of gods, king of kings unholy master Black Visions Of The Almighty flames reflects in my eyes the wildness and hate are born I draw the magic signs in the air the pride, act of holy bastards burnt here's no more place for them there's no day, only the moon and the night I turn into ashes all the holyness I destroy the altars of contempt with my sword then I hide in a blackrain, naked trees the depths of the forests are my home as the wolf I appear this night as the wild dog I'm howling with lust for blood and hunger I'm the warrior of the night obsessed by hell bringing hate, pain and desire I observe the blackwitches of beauty protected with the shadow of my sword they gave me the wisdom, fed with blasphemy they assist in my every journey, my heart belongs to them at midnight I call the winds of mayhem the power of the horned evil protects me I see how jesus tears mix with angel's blood in my visions I observe... how the skies turn to black, with the upcoming fire I'm playing with the view of this night I love the gloomy landscapes of my world obsessed like an animal, old as the planet I speak words of the ancient knowledge I give you things, which in paradise could be only a dream... Fields Of Haar-Meggido [NARRATION:] observe the message from the darkside of the moon spectral warrior all in icy steel as I proudly touch my cold weapon the pagan steel sighs with the fullmoon [WARRIOR:] so the war has just began enslaved nations of the tombworld can finally reach their weapons [NARRATION:] evil arrives in glory, comes on the four winds and the masters of hellthrones ride the darkness on devilwings forces of the earth unleash the storms [JEHOWAH:] final day is here my children lambs of christ, my believers we must destroy the reign of evil [NARRATION:] and the holy armies of heaven rode the sky all the angels saw the abyssic fire and some of them threw the swords in fear and fell down into the pit [HORDES OF THE GOATLORD:] our mayhemic, bloody steel with the thunders of the drums wil crush the weak holyness [NARRATION:] the forces gathered down the haar-meggido spilt with hate all the angels blood in black chaos hell reigns [WARRIOR:] so we won together with the evil winds streams of blood flow through the land open for the sons of satan Deathcrush [Mayhem cover] Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind of your life flashes by A life that soon won't be Smiling with axe in my hand Evil's rotten hand you'll see I come forward Deathcrush I'll send you to your maker I'll send you to your death Death nicely crucified Death, heads on stakes The barbeque has just begun Deathcrush - Deathcrush - Deathcrush Crush - Crush Deathcrush Deathcrush Deathcrush Sventevith ( Storming Near The Baltic ) Chant Of The Eastern Lands In the forest of the Eternal dreaming Old oak lighted up by the fullmoon’s light The coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden maze From the womb of the mother-wolf I was born The witches foretold the coming of tragedy They awakened fright in the hearts of my enemies In the midnight wilderness I took a pledge Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel For ages waiting for its donudation The final triumph The pure barbarity I howl to the moon to support my battle The moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beauty I damn the sun, rising again and again In brightness of bloody light, steel holocaust I received hails from the northern side Of snowcovered Carpathians The light breath of nightbreeze, as a sign I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers From the land of armageddish fields I am bard of the eastern lands... I lead my brothers for death struggle In glory of victory my armies rise Barbarians tribes with fury of desecration With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandaemonium burns This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditions Mythical hell is the paradise to the true warriors There they attain eternity and sit high on the thrones Pagan nations became united Mighty bards received their long awaited silence Slavs returned to their villages and woods Pagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled ... I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledge And took a long walk through the unknown dimensions As the sign of the fullmoon, in damnations I shall rise From The Pagan Vastlands From the land which hasn’t enter yet Into the history From the depths of swamps we are bringing Proudly our name At night, kissing the moonlight - - rebel children living in twilight Like wolves... ... some named us so... Union with people from the sign Of the half-moon To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven, To strangle the pestilence... To the lands of the mighty Empire Others even think about with fear We invaded a state with sword In our hands Roma means nothing In the land of Slavs ! Today forests sing about the legend, Long forgotten spirits Whose names nobody remembers now Waiting their day to reborn Their visions of the past Are torturing our souls Whispering in the dark... ... they will come here again To reign supreme Believe my words... From unremembrance From Fire and Water From the sacred woods Ancient Wolves gather From the burnt Arkona ... From the Pagan Vastlands ! Black horse rides across the sky With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa !!! Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-krzyza !!! Hidden In A Fog Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon In old ruins where the dying shadows Are watching the shine from the stars Nobody remembers days of glory Several hundreds years passed in silence Not a soul has been seen here I am standing on a hill So silent is the sky I am drinking in the cold of this night Old grey wolf lying upon my foots Is licking the hand of mine It is night... in my heart It is moon... in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Small village in a valley Sleeping in a fear, in a fear of me ! Loathsome race of the mortals Magic of wolfish teeths, wings of bats Faithful guards of religion Old as the blood itself - - The Cult of the Undead Vampirism ! Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain She was only fourteen No cry has bursted from her lips Pity that she had to die But how sweet was her neck... It is night... in my heart It is moon... in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Sometimes only my anthem of triumph Echoes in mountainous landscape Like blood from thorned open arteries Poison flows down the tongue Somewhere far away a howling can be heard Oh, how beautiful is the night of Transylvania ! Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain Blood is life... ETERNAL ! Entering The Faustian Soul With a little fear I kiss the moonlight How exciting is the thought About having a taste of your kingdom Which wakes up to life, at night... When the servants carry me to the gates of Helevorn Dreams about unlimited dimensions Float over Thy Golden Palace Snowcovered majesty, damned In nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forest Among sadness and depressive thoughts Visit firmaments of dead nature In the glare of black mirror, asleep Forgotten temples of gods (of forests) Welcoming the son of godly Teuton, father of fathers The source of the deepest darkness and magic The mightiest emperor, cammrad of war With blessings I join the caravan of my brothers Like a thunder I strike into the Jehova’s armies I dance with holocauststorms in this battle I set the holy fire of aurora borealis This fire, this flame, this redness, live forever... Forgotten Cult Of Aldaron Since a long time I’ve visited those old dungeons I spilled the first blood in the depth In the darkness of the forest’s maze I found her, morbid beauty I used to spend whole days In the mystic places of Delduwath There, where the light of the halfmoon Fell as the dying sun The wolf’s howling was lulling to sleep My young soul... How beautiful were the views of nocturnal land How wonderful was the life in complete solitude Away from villages and towns, mansions and palaces The last moments give birth to memories in me Who was that beauty, majestic and great What were those views, beautifully gilded by leaves Which were hiding behind them so many mystic wefts They stole my solitude and independence I lie crushed by the chains in a wet cell, bleeding I am awaiting for mother, the last hope, death Let the died out fire away in me, let it awake Aldaron Black gusts of dust covered my divine person with their arms The gates of nature for ages dead, opened themselves Tears of soil filled the green valleys Naked Carpathian mountains denudated its might Rights which created this world With fury strike heaven, pearly gates The dark powers of nature unleashed veritable war The last breaths of sun falling onto the snow Turned into the scream of the dying light... Wolves Guard My Coffin Delightful night... When the fullmoon lights cemetery’s valley Winds of frost strike my tomb When I am in eternal sleep When wild storms dwell Wind blows through the Baltic Instincts unleash the war inside And strike the sky with holocausthunder Mountains sleep, the forest Covers freezing land where I was born Now I walk among the castles Watch the streams of frozen tears Spilled with blood of forefathers Nightbreeze feed my spiritual form And spirits gather, floating in the mist My eastern empires spread wings of winter Visions of destructions ruin and tragedies Tasting pure sin, fade into the pit And walk through my beloved, endless woods... I summon all the beauty Evil To rape the bodies of your disciples Too long I hide in shades of woods... And now I build my beauty Hall Wallachian tyrant, I bring a winter I come with frost and burning hate ! Follow the Gods of Eastern Lands Being the battle which blows the earth Hell Dwells In Ice There was only one long and terrible winter Where icy blackness covered the sun and the grass Dethroned light ended its existence Hell brought there all thunders and winds All the blasphemy from the four sides of the world Gods have forgotten this land, where fear Caught the throat with the bony hand And the wolf howled gloomy song of cold, frost and hunger... The lakes enslaved in hard icy shackles Wild trees covered the happy world Which will never wake up again ! Life has affected a new form here Through the icy vastlands run wild Hordes of wolves, moonless night, that’s all Moon is covered with fresh meat, threw by the hungry hordes Grom The Dark Forest (Cast Me Your Spell) Darkness spread its dark wings Whispers of woods were growing With every moment I felt them paying enormous tributes Powers, which were still alive at night In the battle of light with dark earth Spirits of their own nature fight proudly Live by my side, feed young heart of mine But I cannot ever see them I don't know her powers, but I know it's great ! Loves, gives birth, kills - it's powerful ! She raises beautiful monuments by the Baltic Lives when I sleep and lives in me... At night raises over dreaming forests She awakes Gods and Goddesses, unsilently The night cock she is, whispers wolfish spells The chants of bard she knows and hums them Goblins of oaks and denizes of darkness Bathed in the wine of a delightfull night... And lives there, but dies at dawn ... Dies in me with barbarous voice. The dark forest enchant me ! Spellcraft And Heathendom I've met in surrounding me nature spirits and deities wielding the element, in a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves and I won their goodwill with sacrifices. Horses carried me to the skies, White, beautiful steeds ... beloved. I was attacking brushwood violently I touched motherland... Percus ! Magic cirkles and black stones Percus ! Forest spells and damned souls Percus ! I find worship in you PERCUS !!! They will return, dance like fire, as before They will return, to the trees, to the forest of mine... to the kingdom ! The thunderer demons guards the sacred spot during those cold nights they found peace and consolation. I rediscover the power and charm to defeat like a sorcerer, like thousands years ago, Oaken castles from millenium before, They will rise once again... as a sign... Percus ! Dragon's Lair (Cosmic Flames And Four Barbaric Seasons) Where the magic stream flows, Through the shining woods, Blue grass of wisdom grows Around the oaken roots... Where golden dragons fly And the sorcerers gather, Four wooden statues stand And the fog lays thick Dreamthrone of amber cosmic source of might, Reflection of wisdom, Power of the darkside Ceremonial steel drinks the blood, Painting pearls and gold Mystic flames burn bright Around the oaken lord... Forgotten sorcery storms from the skies, From the golden hall of the ancient ones ...The Pagan awaits for the equinox... Cosmic sorcery - the gift of the skies Magic nature - stronger than your lies ..Stone demigod shines proud... ...The cult of the barbaric seasons, Pagan pride forever, Born todie in honour, not to serve on knees Snowcovered, wild vastlands - My beloved fatherland... I see the tears of the oaken one, My heart is like a stone, My sword became sharp - Crosses to break, bodies to dismember, Flowers to burn ... Lasy Pomorza Kiedy moc piorunow tnie niebiosa w cieple letnie dni, Zwracam swe oczy ku Bogom, wspanialej i poteznej naturze, dzlekujac za dar, ukryty w blyskow potedze... Zimna noc zalegla nad prastarym borem, ulewne deszcze wypelniaja drogi mej wsi, ukrytej gdzies w glebi pomorskich lasow. Jak strugi, deszcz oczyszcza nasza rzeczywistosc, mamy rok dziewiecsetny... Lasy Pomorza... Wiem, ze urodzilem wlasnie tam, zeby czynic mych ojcow kulture piekniejsza. Wiem, ze oddalem im swoje serce, bolem i trwoga przepelnione... W srebrnych pasmach ksiezycowego swiatla, woje moi przeszywaja debowe knieje, podazamy ku rozstajom drog, by w krwawej walce zlozyc swa ofiare. Kolejne grzmoty burza w zorzy wieczornej, upewniaja nas w swej sile, To ojcowie towarzysza nam od samego poczatku, raz pozdrowienia, raz gniewy z sinego nieba nam slac... Lasy Pomorza... Dobrze, ze bory zwierza sa pelne, pozwala to utrzymac ma druzyne na nogach, i topory, i tarcze, i miecze ich ciezkie, a futrzane obuwie nasiakniete krwawoczerwonym blotem. Mijamy mile kolejne, by zdazyc do lasow, pod skrzydlami nocy sie schowac, jeszcze jeden blysk w ciemnosci, jak ojcowskie "dobranoc" uklada nas do snu... jak wilki... Lasy Pormorza... Rising Proudly Towards The Sky Fallen into oblivion... The last view inside my mind - Silver walls ofg the castle Risen proudly towards the sky The rebellion failed... Many brave ones went down- Hung on black trees they are Blown by the four winds I've been waiting for years, Growing stronger Blazing weapons,eyes burn bright In the dark - as a King I shall return... Horns sing in the woods, Hordes gather Ancient gods of war Ride on the sky Old kingdom will fall Like a moondust... Reflecting down the walleys- So pure, hungry for blood The hearts of the dark ones Thunders strike... Dancing on the black mirrors- The bards of war and venegeance Came from forgotten realms As a King I shell return... To proclaim my victory, Return of ancient pride, Laws of steel... Cold steel... Thou Shalt Forever Win I break the chains of unbelief Burden of millenial slavory Forest, eternat wander Extending beyond earthly dimensions Gods will return to their graces together with me They'll find their oaken kingdoms as before I free my powers when yelling silently When I fight... thousands of demons, follow me ! And my strength, and my spell... And my beautiful pride, Will find and wrap you will raise majesty to the skies... From the depths of the earth, deep and black Through the forests, woods and shadows, (It) Will penetrate lakes and wolfish mountains... On the wings of demons to skies ! I denude golden gates of my Nawia Shrouded in thick smoke of burnt bodies I show my love... I praise the might ... And destroy with the power of thunders constantly destroy On my right hand - fire, eternaly devoted Together with the strength of thunders Will dance as before The conflagration, death and misfortune, let it beget Rebuild what was ruined, Destroy what was created by the cross And my strength, and my spell Grom Ty, ktory lasy ogarnales piorunow plaszczem, Ty, ktory wichrem karmisz dzieci swe, Wzbudziles morze nienawisci w ich umyslach, Jak Baltyk brzegi swe, Ty otuliles swiete gaje... Stare deby pochylily grzbiety swe w poklonach, Piorunowy, swiety ogien konczy taniec... Plasy milkna, strzygi chyla lby ku niebu, Czekajace nagie wilki... Slodycz Twa i cieplo czuje coraz blizej, Tys lonem matki mej i sila, Ziemia, lasem, polem, laka, gajem... Esencja zycia, magia, ktora zyje. Ciemnoscia zwa Cie Ci, dla ktorychs wrogiem, zblakana owca, wezem, smiercia w trwodze, Ramiona meznych wojow pna Twoj posag wzwyz, Tys nie herezja ale prawda plunal w krzyz! Stare deby pochylily grzbiety swe w poklonach... Grom niech bedzie Twym zwiastunem, brzaskiem imperium w chwale czekanego, Dzwonem w poganskie serca bitym, Oltarzem prawdy, duma oraz krwia okrytym. Niech Grom zapowie Twe nadejscie, Godzine zemsty, boskiej rozpaczy, nadejda nowe, potezne czasy, O sile Twej szumia pomorskie lasy... Majestatycznie... Stare deby pochylily grzbiety swe w poklonach... Pandemonic Incantations The Thousand Plagues I Witness One eyed old man I am Yet I possess the knowledge of thousand sages An unborn child I am Though I have existed for billion years The invisible army I am Though the won battle still to come The father of ambitious and dissapointed I am Brother in sin and abasement I was Judas in your dream Who worshipped money above all I was the roman warrior Who wounded you and drank the divine blood I was pilate on your trial Who spat in your pale face Each thorn was a sinful spell Each nail the fulfillment of the revenge For which I have been waiting for so many years Hatred for thousand holy heads And also that many daggers pointed at their visages The fallen angels, mythical daemons Thriumphant in their blasphemy I am Gordon, my name is annihilation Extremination I am the thousand plagues and afflictions Satan's Sword I Have Become For ages travelled by the holy fire Today free, free and triumphant To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition Poor and lonely are my adversers Who serving the beast for million years With the whip and crown of thorns Shall be remunerated today Wanderer, perpetual and restless Master, equally hideous & beautiful Loved and adored... How simple it is... For many years my semen hath envenomed the races Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple And obscure at the same time Therefore let us celebrate the antitesis of the eucharist With the sacerdoral gesture you welcome us I am your dazing threshold Let us commence! We are void of our bodies... The night, that we are honoured to celebrate Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire Wanderer, perpetual and restless Master, equally hideous & beautiful The real world or the imaginary vision Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts Nothing shall taste the same again... I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart In Thy Pandemaeternum Father! Art thou blind and deaf? Old man! Decrepit and hideous Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love Whereas your love as a cockroach Under my own boot I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy And what shalt thou need it for If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it They still go up in flames in anyway Devils tongue is the tongue of fire Yes, the same that burneth thine houses Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned! And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous Not for the hungry dogs at my table I shall destroy everything, or not... I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast! Devils tongue is the tongue of the night Whenever thou delight in this beauty Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld And whenever thou crave for bearing it There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time... Devils tongue is the tongue of my father The one, who with universe constituteth an entity Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity Therefore give me his darkness Power, might, hope and fulfillment Give me his light It is the time for the feast of hell... Driven By The Five-Winged Star Sister of sin Lover of my unwedden night In blasphemy we bathe our unclean bodies We find adoration in the filthy procreation His will is our devotion Giving in to the knight of the remote star Falling in love with the darkest tormentor The basic instinct, the obscurity of my soul We hide our secrets damnedly deep And these are the key to the sempimental glory To the harmony of body and soul Immortality, spiritual ecstasy and diableria Sister of sin When rich and when poor On my way to the throne Lay bare on your gems The nest of filth (and licentiousness) Of am I drinking your sweetest juices The poison in the wine of asceticism Down am I sitting om the fathers right side And with his benediction I am opening the Pandora's box. The Past Is Like A Funeral Sometimes when I visit the landscapes of the shadows Something that recalls the grave Hides in the hellish depths and awaits When I dream, it peeks into empty goblet (and) becomes the wine of ecstasy and licentiousness I know the one in a flock said: "Watch out, watch out" But I will not go away till I taste the sweetness of your body No matter it poisons and causes death The past is like an eternal funeral Years, thousands of them, I rotted in a monastic cell I resembled a stone, hiding my murderous self in silence and fear I lasted in the infinity of meditations and contamplations Waiting for the deserved dream, there on the holy land And its taste and coldness I remember Bare-foot digging my own pit I was kissing it as if the sweetest lover and begged But was the sandto become my salvation Or worms the people on the court of light The past reeks of an oak coffin, so wet and old Burning dirty claws in the wooden eyes of Jehova I killed mercy, spotting on the laws of god I celebrated the birth of power I fall in love with freedom and the beast And I spat out the Antichrist from my morbid womb In order to give life to alvine grain And concentrate the birth of human tragedy & destruction I envisaged myself as a great magician Althought they called armageddon the whore Today I celebrate my birth, though I am elder than the world The past only sometimes is like the sind That we grave-digger throws in your eyes. The Entrance To The Spheres Of Mars Freedom - said I And then the sun set and the dusk Fell on my life Transformations and metamorphoses It was what I experienced there, on the south of heaven I was striking with my fists at the heavens ceilings Too low I fell, I did not reach the step-father's neck Although his visage seemed so close With bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thorns In vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of love And I trample its rights here, on the earth Each sin - my soldier A daemon of the several thousand strong cavalery Not gods son I am, but the child of million stars While each of them symbolises different human fraility greater than mine I am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe. With Spell Of Inferno How hard to fall asleep when I miss your majesty How hard to live when I long for your devil's warmth And livid skies over Wittenberg And the empty streets and pavements of the town Everything sinks into dead tears And craves for charlatantry Mephisto you are born inside me again But will you speak my names in the ancient tongues? Among thousands flames of profigacy Naked bodies flowing in the stream of wild dreams I strip myself of my sacred virtues The picture of male domination (and treat in blood) And blood and pride old and clotted already But I can still see its drops on my bot face And pain and candles everywhere and incense And your dream which I wish to wake up in every day... Everything so ephemental and equally unreal And this blood and candles burnt away; and they burn till today Mephistopheles, thousands times I saw in sleep The essence of the eternal life but have I found it? If I am who I am, then I shall bombard the human race with the spell of hell I shall go deeper down the Dante did And tame the snakes of mine Phallic signs and symbols, the seed of truth And belief in eternal life... Bewitching The Pomerania With the Spell of Inferno (Mephisto) How hard to fall asleep when I miss your majesty How hard to live when I long for your devil's warmth A livid skies over Wittenberg And the empty streets and pavements of the town Everything sinks into dead tears And craves charlatantry Mefisto you're born inside of me again But will you speak my name in the ancient tongues Among thousand flames of profligacy Naked bodies flowing in the stream of wild dreams I strip myself of my sacred virtues The picture of male domination (and the treat in blood) And blood and pride old and clotted already But I can still see its drops on my hot face And pain and candles everywhere and incense And your dream which I wish to wake up in every day: Everything so ephemeral and equally usual And this blood and candles burnt away; and they burnt till today Mephistopheles thousand times I saw in sleep The essence of eternal life, but have I found it? If I am who I am, then I shall bombard the human race With spell of hell! I shall go deeper down than Dante did And tame the snakes of mine Phallic symbols the seed of truth And belief in eternal life: Hidden in the Fog Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon In the old ruins where the dying shadows Are watching the shine from the stars Nobody remembers days of glory Several hundreds years passed in silence Not a soul has been seen here O am standing on the hill So silent in the sky I am drinking the cold of this night Old gray wolf flying upon my feet Is licking the hand of mine It is night: in my heart It is moon: in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Small village in a valley Sleeping in fear, in a fear of me! Loathsome race of mortals Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats Faithful guards of religion Old as the blood itself The cult of the undead Vampirism Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain She was only fourteen No cry has burst from her lips Pity that she had to die But bow sweet was her neck It is night: in my heart It is moon: in my eyes I am hidden in a fog My own breath Sometimes only my anthem of triumph Echoes in mountains landscape Like blood from thorn opened arteries Poison flows down the tongue Somewhere far away a howling can be heard Oh, how beautiful is the night in Transylvania! Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain Blood is life: ETERNAL! Satanica Decade of OEPION ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ We transgress the context of commonplacenes We deny normality, trample morality We destroy angels with sound We destroy angels with silence Currents of tantric anarchy seize our bodies Into the cosmic dance of four scythes The curtains of Absurd Theatre are raised Synchronicity - Mother Chaos on the stage "Wisdom says: be strong!" Thrilling words are spreading down the spine Vibrating... "be strong!" Exhausted I'm running towards the last shines of consciousness Which is absorbed by shadows of madness ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ Here are the star and the snake servants; -they rise the hexagram Sun - in the triangle hidden ; Sight - sacred visions entwined And union with Nothingness body I'll find Strength - go along the Mars path, fighting if we must; Light - oh, you are Ahathoor, goddess of blue sky There is might of dawn, in non-quality state I remain Of commonness crippled time or sand - glass you don't see again Sigillum dei, picture of myself I'm drawing With life, venom and hell I'm sprinkling it His name is Esial, I want him more Lam Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks MAAT - I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father - High! Towards the stars when the white fire Which purifies and melts all false sacrament Ashes' power equal thousands suns Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality Fractals - flaming spaces consume ego's order Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos Lamipsos Illumination in the face of thousand faces Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self - knowing When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea I swim, float, drift, scream... "Aiwasss" And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats L.V.X. Ceremony Of Shiva Avatars of powers from four worlds Bathed me in jewels of belief I drink the nectar of Goddess - my eternal mistress I am Shiva, Hadit or Beast himself And multitude of forms surpasses myself I kneel before Isis, I - her god and slave Coiled serpent lifts up his head and looks in my eyes Third power and third eye create The One I am who I am not I negate and confirm I transgress - it is real! Wheels of change turn with my breath I touch the red - hot firmament (of golden darkenings of heavens) And stars are falling down onto every side of world With my tongue I penetrate scarlet abysses of Kteis Overflowing my body with thrill and heart with warmth Suddenly I'm shooting forth venom 'Cause I, I became a snake who rounds her flesh Here and now, here and now Of Sephirotic Transformation And Carnality Madness creeps through arteries of Grand Cosmic Body Higher and lover, towards all directions It violates old laws, repeals all orders And seeks infinity in holy letters Child in crown its guide - Ever Coming Son But it rambles suspended between emanations of Increasing and Descending Thousand paths across thousand spheres Mind is torn apart by Macrocosmic Snowflake Death! Prismatic trees grow from mad rites The knowledge of geometry elevated to the dignity of living substance The Fool in the Universe knows nothing as usual Transubstantiation of excrement and Styx waters is done! Carnal alchemy Sephirotic transformation In new body god incarnates Beyond duality, beyond understanding Castrated man, bastard, secret chief is born He builds the bridge of agreement - - spectre of his fall And he is devoured by the fire of the Abyss The Sermon To The Hypocrites O, ye whose future is in other hands! Foul feeders! Slipped, are ye on you excrement? Parasites! Having the world lousy, Imagine ye are of significance to Heaven I, who enjoy my body [I] would rather pack with wolves than enter your pest - houses Sensation... Nutrition... Mastication... Procreation...! This is your blind - worm cycle Know ye of nothing further than your own stench? Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe The sword - trust - not salve - I bring! Honest was Sodom! Your theology is a slime - pit of gibberish become ethics In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity Everything ends miserably - - besmirched with fratricidal blood. The Alchemist's Dream Welcome to Theatre of Absurd When the world and rason are audience And actor illusion and experience only Here gleams shiny mandala In the chamber of creation and annihilation And Lingam links with Yoni wisdom stone make There is neither space nor time Books are read backwards or from all side Everything Will sinks and tears down phantom of mourning Picture of universe in this simple formula - "Love is the Law" Proverb of juggler on the gate engraved That life is delight That death is also life Chant For EZXHATON 2000 Fly, fly high my Black Eagle Let golden thread bind our eyes May our minds and hearts blood unite On your wings carry me over the abyss Beyond The Reason and across the burning seas Then, with your claw tear the earth to the halves And usher me into the secrets of her bowels Down to the light of the beginning and the end which shimmers Circle! Round and round my Black Eagle Let our senses be touched by ultimate pleasure May the passion of hunting become all - devouring Slash! Slash with your beak Remove all gods from my way, and thoughts, and sorrows And let me trespass the barriers of fear Scream! Let the whole cosmos tremble May echoes become my the sweetest mantra Spirit of Freedom! Eternal Wanderer! Joyfull Solitude! Higher and higher towards the stars of Awareness Let worlds of imagination and fact become one I'm you and you are me Thelema 6.66 Antichristian Phenomenon been haunted be the paws ov fear and felt his breath upon my neck I was granted with the pain divine and my voice was heard no more in heaven great in power thus call'st me almighty in not be first archangel I shall be the last among thee come over to seduce your angels been born to rape your mother's holy womb rebel so call me now as I stand above ye all leave me unworshipped in the dens below forever I shall dwell malice in heart was bred and lives again my legions hid in south eden my flaming passions oceans ov love and all thou call'st the evil I summon thee bringer ov war bearer ov light earth's son great in power thus call'st me almighty in not be first archangel I shall be the last among thee The Act Of Rebellion f**ked by hecate yet I shall not be yours no fantasies nor the promised grace I will chase you down rid me ov slavery strengthen up my mind with a bliss from below call me not, never, bow ye down, honour ride the southern blaze, lighting up my throne see me star arise, hear my nature's call I summon the beast, call loud out its name will never to fall, yet to be restored heal me not, never, bow ye down, honour te'o enashet anakaelo hecate seloen es esseka a eloeono tee beyes emeggiel ekse derete ena'tiru kaeon per'aa a emiel eschetar esie kau neres Inflamed With Rage listen ye all who can preach I am the god's begotten son I tell three woe shall be no more woe, thou shalt end up in flames! no horns I have nor pair ov wings I am the balance ov thy universe I have no number I have no name not fear'd ov laws need to restrain ancestor ov all gods the one among the ancient ones speak ye all who can speak keep thy instincts ever alert thou art the stars that shine among us and honour me as thee adore the sun and stand ye all brave and proud and watch the babel hill turn into ash admire my shapes among the ruins of jericho behold my wrath I hath showered the earth ancestor ov all gods the one among the ancient ones the paynim rite drew in my shade I am the one who begot the earth Pan Satyros I, pan satyros rise I through ye spiral light follow'd I ye path ov a'yin, where ye all-begetting eye rests across ye cascade ov sensations and ye consciousness ov body volcano ov emotions am I ye ring ov saturn - two thousand years am I and more by ye four powers ov sphinx ye book ov albion open'd - and four cherubic beasts each in one quarter wander'd across ye world ye holiest gathering ov souls ov ye fool empty sight - ye devil - wild laugh and my mourning, as snow white paradox ov meanings sacrifice is done dogs ov darkness to ashes reduc'd in ye sirius shine that my way illuminates in company ov heaven ye eternal one in madness ov night in madness ov day Natural Born Philosopher without sin I can't make religion as without sin there's no whoredom and when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...every world has its space every life has its time every mass has its god every god has his guillotine... ") to possess thy mother I desire not nay, to slay thy father neither 'tis thy god I yearn to kill thus reigning universal with my beak I wanna peck at his face and from ye golden cups divine blood drink trespass borders which do not exist I wanna be born, grow and rise again and become! become you unity! be all and nothing equally - dust ov universe and its essence - and look attentively every star is a stone in the cosmic pavement on which step you and your oddysey has no beginning and never look to far, you fool! 'cause it has no f**kin' end! by nails tear this thin membrane show me ye eye ov revenge spit out half dead foetus out-consciousness long live the man! to god - quick death! (your god is dead now...) Christians To The Lions behold bastard son I am the evil one no glory to be reached no more thy slavery the passion I besieged spawn terror smash thy will ye pale dominion fades away my will dominates and watch my star arise burning up the earth sun - the eye of gods threw into the space watch ye moon eclipse fallinf from thy grace watch all nations cry all feared ov his name praise the flame! watch angels falling from the skies praise the flame! I killed thy god my will is done! thou art lord rise me! rise me high! lead thru the gates ov sun rise me! rise me high! where angels do not dare to fly invite to feast ov gods and let me drift away leave flames ov infamy and watch me kiss the stars Inauguration Of Scorpio Dome mere emeles mere selem I em'a den lashtal lvcifer! lvcifer! aivass! so every man and woman is a star but who is scorpio by fire ring'd where fall means increase? when on the throne ov life he seats the bloody sword ov freedom sways and light ov hells in his eyes and secret breath ov love as the first whore ov the world banish'd god from body carnal divinity she restor'd as infinite ov nightsky augmn ov sothis when tunnel ov tuat means disorder past, future, painful and from the eternal revolt we're born to word can make flesh a breeze- a leaf- a shadow the falling of a bud- the wind across the meadow- a flesh of light- a call- a patter on the wall-the air is bright as blood a moment stands a shadow a moment sounds a call In The Garden Of Dispersion on ye hill where ye sun behind horizon hides there is nothing except our breaths and crux of events and some crux ov our hands on ye hill where shadow wings fell wind rose ye to song and we plung'd in its deep and in plaitiv waterfall depths evanescent recollection ov atavisms secret ov living in ye death posture and then... the ye seal in the garden ov dispersion closes ye mouth closes ye eyes closes ye ears in fields ov eden under ye first tree's rotting root there's feast typhon's feast and night came moonless but yet ye light appear'd - picture ov sigillic angels grafting in our holy body and mind The Universe Illumination ov circus my world wiseman call'd ov drunken trickster bed and not violators of thoughts they're for life is a theatre in which actors all we are but when curtain is open there is no time for any reh's and as all lights turn'd on were and the first act is begun... ...and the last my mouth I open'd i, purple sage in the universal and I speak in tongue unknown and behold all stood in flames su na'aq tem kah chaph keb ngaa sul tamed mes no sedem cha'no umes maog etem chaph keb la'at qui sulib and hardly ye remember dark november days when received ye rain ov sulphur when earth came apart under thine feet and wasn't it rage ov thine god and wasn't ye his somdom it's "only" laugh mine empty sob silent and helpless gesture Vinvm Sabbati waters' running down by the silver moonrays - towards the foundation reflecting themselves and creating deadly forms ov life vinvm sabbati crystal formula melted by the fire ov lust etera zetgiell emoke selene a helios bey este'ike eliech zeresse'naa essekeeee astral dominion by the witches virtu's rul'd desire equinox tension releas'd liberated in the senses dance vinvm sabbati where the sigil branded on the breast, for'head and temple ov atlantis rise we upon the ladder ov blasphemies towering o'er the heavens where our empty laugh rings and fingers touch the face ov god disabled 23 (The Youth Manifesto) 23 year ov long journey among the living dead on nonsense nourish'd I my naked soul and where am i? in the palace ov underworld without enemy nor friend pay I for fathers legacy half-man, half-beast DEMIGOD and my hanger was never fed my desires never fulfilled but my wish to become the one with universe has always entangled me and forsaken I shall not be though my flesh is torn apart though my heart seems dead and cold my will transgress the spirit lives on! Zos Kia Cultus Horns Ov Baphomet Rise thy horns For I'm at one with the dark Divine presence ascends Touching the forehead ov god Hark! I was not, I have become In rapture, in vengeance, in blood From word into flesh From man into god "Strive ever to more" So spake the wisdom ov snake "Hold up thyself" Sayeth the law ov the brave Beyond all I am Let it be known Within my blood fire stirs Thee I invoke, The Unspoken One As the wolf among sheep yet cower I do not Victorious, glorious, constantly thirsting And as the anger fuels my heart and will No longer fear that which feeble men fear "No rest for conquerors!", Legions of Typhon Seth await Conquering child ov Mars breathes out war formula "Ain Soph Aur Protect my ways Enlighten my paths Consume me with thy rays" I, the heart ov Tiphareth is waiting The centre and secret ov the Sun I invoke the Sothis rites, as day and night I'm reborn ...We shall all be one with the flames, from above... Modern Iconoclast The centuries ov woe have passed away With eternal youth at my command I unleash hell! Cast out ov Egypt were we, with lust embraced serpentine heart Our wrath shalt now shower o'er the earth Praise to thee, whose tongue doth speak fire Dionisos, Orpheus, Attis, Osiris Slain now resurrected, shackled now released Bring forth ecstasy, the ulmost delight Come wholly to me as lifes' water is poured by thy side 'twas from sacred society not mother we were spawned To manifest by Will alone our visions, more it be! We are the khaos warriors The architects ov fate Our sight sees far beyond The light of the day Our thoughts secluded well Amidst the darkness of night Shall be no final warning Before our battle cry! Breathe out in ecstasy, swallow the seed of truth Transgression is the might, transgression is the key This is the law of scourge, the EYE ov true revenge Placing trust upon our blade against ignorance Dionisos, Orpheus, Attis, Osiris Slain now resurrected, shackled now released Hear is crippled souls, behold is ye blind fools Awake in fear and feel the touch ov bitter bliss Its no time for repenting, its time to kiss our swords We are the new beginning, we light our torch ov war We are the kaos warriors Modern iconoclast Cleansers, lurking, waiting To conquer the universe We are all and without equal Our fists crush the concrete walls Our hearts infused with rage In freedom our souls burn Conquered we can be not Our fate 'tis fueled by forces Awakening to herald The dawn of New Aeon rites Here And Beyond Arrived we to the days ov our beginning To the City ov God clothed with the mists Enslaved by life we danced spinning In the taverns of time we used to sit And drunk with memories Dead moments glorified I saw the phantoms ov Golgotha Legion Legion Fed on dust ov dead Anoited by the grey ash Mad, twisted mob ov Jerusalem Then Raphael beyond me and night appear'd Bent and The Word was announc'd An archangelic grreting (Jetzirah! Jetzirah!) The sign ov Portal, reality ov nature Not to be, but to become In aimless wandering across the time On the sea ov possibilities untouched I stood From my hand cracked heaven idols are falling to the pieces Reached the horizon Dagger in the air Sylphs work is done Oracles ov past aeons fulfill'd Live we on the edge ov the worlds In titanic turn ov time Here and beyond Carried on the wings ov the sun Infinite, sacred power we call And sight hardly can catch the moment ov eternity When drink with light In light we will live And in the formless rapture Will we sing psalm ov Might The last spell ov Will: "We are one We are none!" As Above To Below I've seen strange signs on my way Silent shadows Dancing shapes And angels fallen on the earth Face up And look there When the root ov thy being cannot reach Art thou Nephilim child? Are ye looking for thy Elysium? Here among the living trees? Among the fading stars, variablility ov forms? Sometimes love, Sometimes sadness ov things Sometimes rapture, and wine o sabbath Sometimes hatred, divine rage And 93 rears, no limit, beyond the sin - gilgolem Ye taught me the secret words: IAO SABAO Protect thy Daimon Why why whisper thoughts But might is raised When conjurer of seasons Hums the song...sorrowful, joyful Night is eternal And day is eternal With runes ov life And runes ov death As above, so below Now it's time ov the Beast Blackest Ov The Black From beyond all paths ov man I drew my rules Infamous among gods and low I did fall And the earth hath cried aloud Hark! For enraged winds and storms now awaken Now see me naked, yet draped in flames My pent fury to unleash upon men Ov khaos I am, the disobediant one Depraved son who hath dwellt in nothingness Upon the ninth I fell, from grace up above To taste this life ov sin, to give birth to the "I" I didst create demigods, strong in will and deed That they may stand proud and call out thy names How dare thou cross the paths ov mine And leave my fallen sons behind Oh, I shall feast in Gutter, as king ov nothing I shall feed on thee, the Mightiest One Behold! For I am Him! Life giving flower that belongst to the dawn Hear... Feel... Pray... Kneel... No holiness rules over my freedom No commands from above I obey I seek the ruin, I shake the worlds Behold! I am blackest ov the black Ov khaos I am, the disobediant one Depraved son who hath dwellt in nothingness Upon the ninth I fell, from grace up above To taste this life ov sin, to give birth to the "I" Hekau 718 A ka dua tuf ur biu Bi a chefu dudu ner af an nuteru Kha her nest af ur ar uatu an ba an khu an kha Au aper ku khu am aper The Harlot Ov The Saints Ho Ophios ho archaios Ho Drakon ho megas Ho en kai ho on kai Ho zon tous aionas Meta tou pneumatos sou Ho Ophios ho archaios Ho Drakon ho megas Whore ov abominations I invoke theel The harlot ov the saints The source of snake's lust Descend! Enter! In the great hall ov fire and ice The rose! Bloom with merciless love Ho Ophios ho archaios Ho Drakon ho megas Ho en kai ho on kai Ho zon tous aionas Meta tou pneumatos sou Ho Ophios ho archaios Ho Drakon ho megas I hold you in my hands Yet it is you who hurts me... ....Eternally From the midnight hour To the midday one Together we're enduring Bounded by spell Reconciled with time Thou art Alfa and Omega Light ov West and light ov East I, The Eye in The Triangle Citizen ov Corinth (And looked into the eyes ov Angel) The slave ov thy might The Lord is slain, let us lament The Word made void, the Work is vain Fullfiling their obscure event Let us rejoice, the Lord is slain No Sympathy For Fools FOOLS! I cast you all aside! Your bullets harm me not I am heresy, blazing hell The embodiment ov all you fear I am all which you can never be A truth revealing hate machine No longer will I tolerate Lies from a kingdom built on dread Yet what if naught exists above? No shining glory and no god You question not, blindly believe Upon your ignorance I shall feast Damn higher virtues, divine love Your wooden idols and your law Kneel before your god yet do not see He doth feel you lies Blinds you with fear Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Your hearts I shall tear With paws ov truth With slashing jaws I rape Your feeble womb No god exists to save you from thy doom You will never see the light! Bound to always live by lies! Zos Kia Cultus Praise to thee - Sabbath Goat Rising from the smoke Entheogenic god Dwelt in inbetweeness In quadriga sexualis Thou art mysttery unveiled On the sun we fed Worshiiped spirit in matter descended Through the mists ov the highest mountains led Out ov darkness ov ignorance Into the light ov reality Touch and say: "This is the flesh and blood ov mine" Look: Atmospheric "I": Blessed be who have seen Fools in the slime Their world shrills with fear Kali Yuga: shells ov gliphoth manifest Decline! Decline! Beyond the dead words Going across the gnostic waste Drifting in infinite experience From Nowhere to Nowhere In the dreams ov eld heard we atavistic chant: Zos Kia Cultus: Nagual-Hoor-Lam Certainty, not faith Instinct - desire - and will! Naught in all, all in naught Touch and say: "This is the flesh and blood ov mine" Look: Atmospheric "I": Blessed be who have seen By the Fire and Force I command thee, spirits ov the deep Thoughts - theriomorphic shades Creep and obey me! Demons - perfected dissolution "In non - atomic fact ov universality" This is my sweet solitude Fornicatus Benefictus Almighty asmodeus, existant of chaos Ominous be thy name Thy kingdom come on earth Lead me into all temptation of my flesh So I may trespass greatly into Thy ways by my desires For thou art all sex-seeking unity Thou mighty genitalia of creation That knoweth no satiation Grant thou my wish For thou art power, ecstasy and actuality amen! Typhonian Soul Zodiack Above the high temple ov matter Svastikas ov time slash the heaven And from the pit, from the slime From the thought Gliphotic intruder decays Lilith, Thantilaxath, Zi'uaq Non-manifestation born in the dark ov a day Can you hear distant desert call? And stone you see - by Adytum builders ...rejected, damned? Deeper, deeper, in the night, world, fear Towards the noctuary ov the truth From the mirror we crawls out Devouring Eden's light In the tunnels ov Seth he abides Shugal, The Howler! Who am I? Where I'm going? Where? We live dreaming Slipping from body to body And nightmares still our breath And his in our souls Poisoning with the venom ov existence Just say "Illusion" When the first sunray falls In your hawk eye And don't look in the past It hurts and there the Shadow lies in wait So with every step on the oath Beyond good and evil Stronger GOD you became Heru Ra Ha: Let There Be Might Heru Ra Ha Flaming tongue of art Awake the lion's strength Consumed by the ancient breath Diffracted ray of Ra Send me on thy wings Devour all fears that I breed And come, as I summon thee IA TA BA ET IA AZHI DA HA KA Ra Hoor Khu By ithyphallic spell Skin illuminates deep within I invoke thy names Spirits ov the earth Crush the slaves ov dog Open the gates Ov liberated will! IA TA BA ET IA AZHI DA HA KA Heru Ra Ha Let me see in the dark Wisdom of which I fear not And mute the weakness in my heart Let there be might Sothis raised we await The Mighty One from above Multitude of stars transform into God IA TA BA ET IA AZHI DA HA KA All lyrics are the property and copyright of their respective owners and provided for educational purposes and personal use only

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