BLOT MINE

Kill For Inner Peace Off To War Knowledge of the secret race passed on through a lineage of holy men from the time of giants and Hoglös days through his waters passed down again Sons of the blood, march across the moor for evil’s sake, off to war, off to war Brothers not of blood, shiver in the cold frostbit feet, walk the path, as did their father of old possessors of the spirit hold what is to learn our enemies taste our forces’ darkness, all their children burn From our fort we hear, from the west draw nigh sounds of savage cries their steel may last, but their bodies not they abide not by the signs of our times __________ Coffins Of Clarity A tribute to the distant who submitted themselves to the void now entomb our mind's eyes in coffins of clarity Wherein we, in our ignorance although we see it not, but at times like these, are as them, captives in the void Energy harboured by the woods surrounding us and our faith in evil's purity transform our clarity into a curse All we see, our bodies, escape the strains of earthly life all we are, mental shapes, dreams within a dream all we carry with us to remind us of the life we led - are the names we bore a surge of power rises up, embraces us, and casts us down to earth again and the vision is no more __________ Kill For Inner Peace In a crevace of stillness I lie, as an immortal in passive doom I can fuck myself back to life, or forever be trapped in earth's womb as a lonely vibration of pain, thoughts are doors, words are keys with my eyes feasting on the astral planes, I must kill for inner peace Clouds amass in great numbers above the holy land to serve as a guideline and fasten my hand I call them together to harken their plight and deliver the world from light In fury and disdain, the forces of good resist in vain the fate of the world beside me in a crevace lain towering above me a messenger of destiny to pledge allegiance or go down on me Peace denounced in favour of strife an entire civilization fucked me back to life __________ Cold, Deserted And Dead How my body longs for the cool touch of death and my mind for the relief it bestowes on me, unearthly values spoken aloud sear my flesh for actions unlawful, a judgement's passed, I know Impenetrable thicket surrounds the path I used to tread bedelived enchantment, bewandered in the arts arid wastes, cold, deserted and dead such, the scenery from which I depart Phrases and faces instead of the spells that will grand me rest and peace it's my death I want, nothing else Porphyrogenesis Greater Than Life We burn with the setting sun. Our goals are greater than life itself. Our veins spit at the ground below. A gift greater than the life you live. Face your fears. Be an instrument of doom. All your dreams, lost and yet realized. From a cold spot, lifting the horizon. Our eyes behold the sinking sun, brought down through unnatural acts. We praise the heralds of the winds. From the clouds, tainted red and purple, by the embers of a fading star. Light dies, the dark ensues, Alone in all creation. All alone. Spare no means lighting the seven fires. Make us free, instilling blind faith into our desires. We bleed. Scream with fever-pitched, poisoned bodies. All life must cease! Our minds must persist where our bodies fail. Where life cannot subsist endlessly dark be our days. Our passions, as our drives put aside in favor of the void for which we fend. All that motivates us in our sacrifice, the urge to bring about a final end. Stronger than the will to live, more intense than existence, the horror. Dulling the senses with a mindless fear, our beings cannot ever hope to fathom. We burn with the setting sun. Our goals are greater than life itself. __________ Sha Nagba Imuru Grief, my shadow, my other self. Sha Nagba Imuru a part of me. For the configuration to come of age. Suck the water from the rocks underneath a bleeding moon, Sha Nagba Imuru pours the water upon the ashes of my flesh, making it harder than stone. And I alone must suffer for the balance i have wrought. My body left behind me. Beasts within, comely find the stillness of the dark. Soaring free, within me, roaring and chanting. Enmeduranki - I must be, stillness, hate and harmony. Cold, empty and useless debris. Horns of light protrude my eyes, Sha Nagba Imuru beside me flies. From an angle I could not foresee, he weakened my attack and embellished the rest of my me. Crowning me with a halo. Arming me with the most supreme me. Crowning me with a halo. Making me as unto gods. Crowning me with horns of power. As a herder of demonic minions. Crowning me with a halo. Making my me as unto gods. __________ My Soul In Fury Flew My body turned pale in the wind, my blood fled my veins to seek refuge... Dreamer of open eyes, in visions, my soul was set free through bloodstains on arms of fray. My soul in fury flew, over battles and battlefields innumerous. Man after man I slew and my spirit was made flesh in the bodies of dying men. My soul in fury flew. Asleep with great mountains. With waning winds I blew. Snakes of the abyss with me. Dark elementals, fluctuations in time-being zero in on my whereabouts. All I embody, sheer terror translucent and in conflict. They ruled it all. __________ Dumu-Abzu-Ke Ki-gal u mu-dib-bé, é-za-keshda-zu shita di nu-di èsh abzu ki-zu ki-gal-zu, uru-ul ní su-zi ri-a é me-lám-hush ní-gal gùr-ru, kur ki-sikil u-è-zu nam-en-zi-da-zu nam-kal-kal Gú-du-a-lu(-da) á-kár a-mè-tu-tu a-zi kur-gal-e tu-da ushumga lú-shè inim-kúr di du-ga-ni an dúb-bu ka-ba-a-ni u-te-esh-di En-ul-e-ne engur-ra Lú-zi-dè á-mè dumu-abzu-ke Izi-imin gíg-ù-na íl-la ud-du-du-gim ki-bal-da du-du en-na nu-she-ga eme-sig-ga ná-a Uru men-kú abzu-ta bára-ga ri-a ki-ul kur-sig gú-si-a-nam-lú-ulù ki-utu-ra gù-dé-za lugal-mu nì ù-tu na-me lú nam-mu-un-ù-tu Izi-imin gíg-ù-na íl-la ud-du-du-gim ki-bal-da du-du en-na nu-she-ga eme-sig-ga ná-a Lú-zi-dè á-mè dumu-abzu-ke __________ Without Words Silence descends from the troubled passageway. Mourning made flesh, time stands still. My every movement shatters the laws of now, I must not speak, for my words contain the future. Raw power immerses me in a safeguarding shower of light. Calmly and without words, my body moves in manners I can’t control. My hands split the air around me, blazing with unearthly colours, I focus my will, blasting away at the spheres. Darkness! The breath of the ancients, at last! I have been blessed with their presence. Their stench thickens the air, forcing me to leave, and die outside, my body. Facing the gate to my left, closing it shut behind me, forever... Earth and the sea, joined together in my waking dreams Assessing the perils and possible ways to ensure it (to) be worthy of my demise stalking the gatekeeper sedated with soothing chants of peace evenly stroking the walls surrounding this temple, guarding the portals of storms. ores gleam and shapeshifters gather to feed on my trespassing soul. Raw power immerses me in a safeguarding shower of light. Calmly and without words, my body moves in manners I can’t control. My hands split the air around me, blazing with unearthly colours, I focus my will, blasting away at the spheres. Silence ascends from in front of me, washes me over, dazed from the powersurge. I become aware of beings sent for me. Tomorrow will not be and the present is dissolving, forming intricate patterns, readable and well-known to me. Closing the gate of the west, my will to live on overshadowed by the telos in me. The east and the west melted at my hands’ caress. Spirits from the deep, risen to scourge the lands they so fear. Release the last of my willing onto cracks on the surface of an angle that does not exist. Trust in the dark, let it devour you, whispers a voice in my ears. The spaces are placed in your hands and worship you solemnly. Stay with us here! Trust and give in to the forces that fostered you! Beasts cherish what you unfold! The things you will learn are not for a man to know. Come! Believe! Let go! __________ Fragmented Red Sun Come into being with minds ablaze! A shadow passed right through me, through my twisted body. All I see is flames! In the watery depths of the One, shall I lose my life. I’ve prayed so hard, to see this day. Into nothing I stride. The spaces open up to me, eager to suck me in. I meld into the fabric of the void. Dark slugs of lifeless beings crash against me here, roaming far reaches to find a way out of this sphere. Aimlessly I float through the gloomy halls of hell, by the light of a fragmented red sun. How superior, how fulfilled. All of my dying hope for life satiated, all of my thirst for knowledge quenched and stilled. My mind is at large beyond the gateway. The spaces open up to me, eager to suck me in. I meld into the fabric of the void. Dark slugs of lifeless beings crash against me here, roaming far reaches to find a way out of this sphere. __________ Off To War Knowledge of the secret race passed on through a lineage of holy men from the time of giants and Hoglös days through his waters passed down again Sons of the blood, march across the moor for evil’s sake, off to war, off to war Brothers not of blood, shiver in the cold frostbit feet, walk the path, as did their father of old possessors of the spirit hold what is to learn our enemies taste our forces’ darkness, all their children burn From our fort we hear, from the west draw nigh sounds of savage cries their steel may last, but their bodies not they abide not by the signs of our times __________ Shadows From High-Hell Had you the knowledge, could you help yourself now? Or was it your will to suffer? Powers drained from you? Your spirit cries out to you in mortal dread? I am here! South-winds encapsulate me. - Let me work from afar. Gather shadows from high-hell. Eyes that cannot see, communicate. Floodgates flung wide open, darkened spaces undulate. Winds! Winds! Matter caused to respond, I receive the notion, blinding me with a shiny net from times gone by. Nature forced to react on account of my fervent wishing. Stars explode to aid me in bringing down the skies. Now you see the ways of nature, and your place therein. A scheme so strikingly powerful in its indifferent simplicity. Cloaked and crooked is your nam-tar. Evil, enemy of peace. Come to terms with what this is; the end of all your needs. I am a judge of that which you as a living personified. My powers are fuelled by my anger and channelled through my fantasies counting the souls for the planet of dead, its apex signals my birth, from nothing I shoot forth to encompass totality. Charging me! It’s him! I am free! In a flux of time conceived. Born with demon’s speed. Born from unbearable heat.