9 ian. 2009


Golgotha The Essence Of Eclipse Hivemind of craven mortals United though divided So addicted to collective cogitation Thou hast poisoned their minds Oh, they drank from the river Their countenances so sardonic Oh, they drank their erstwhile souls Mirroring their trepidation So many names you have: arrogance, supremacy So many times you have endured sacramental ceremonies So many henchmen you have feinted impaled holiness crucifixion So many aeons you have betrayed Emperor of caducity As they believe in the wrong So forlorn, so endeavoured to obey Their way is led by this one single banner Borne by the eternal hypocrite So they had to forfeit Oh, apocalypse was summoned To give them inducement for their fear Oh, and so their souls were obscured And that is the essence of eclipse __________ River Of Dead Souls Beyond gods condemnable dominion blessing of the holy light fades out the spawns of the netherworld dwell reign of terror and chaos awaits Infernal flames of abysmal hellfire sweeping landscapes of the damned ashes remain when funeral winds blow light distinguished, storms unleashed The river of dead souls crossing the land hunter of the living collector of souls The clouded horizon reflects the great old bringers of darkness I am the witness of death and decay I am the hunter, I am the prey I am - the river of dead souls I am - the river of dead souls I am - the river of dead souls I am - death and decay In the cloak of raining bones I - the unholy stalker - approach roaming the deserts of infinite dust until the end of all known time The river of dead souls crossing the land hunter of the living collector of souls And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me amoung Thy demons I shall spread my blackened wings and be the vengeaful striking hammer of the Lord __________ The Crippled Hand Of Golgotha Visions of horrific shadows horn shaped deathbringers children of a thousand impaled chest, burning stigmata I walk the path To the portals of infinite torture cut my flesh! brand me your mark! Father, I await thee, I am your spawn! I will croak on the cross! The crippled hand of golgotha. Chained I crawl I bear the cross I am the crippled hand of Golgotha I will die to rise Glowing steel, battering ram now my alignment has changed I am a shadow of the left hand path lost in the meander of existence __________ Of Crawling Chaos Hideous distress, widespread and all-embracing imagined in terrible phantasms of the night mentioned in prophecies never enunciated sense of monstrous guilt upon the land Chill currents sweeping out of the abyss demoniac alteration in the sequence of time risen of the blackness of twenty seven centuries shrieks horribly disturb the pale moon Of crawling chaos Peering from behind fallen monuments the black dominion of the ancient dimensions crumbling against a sickly sky. beholding the key to blasphemous outer spheres A sickened sensitive shadow of lust writhing in hands that are not hands whirled blindly past midnights of rotting creation charnel winds that brush the pallid stars Of crawling chaos Monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from the unlighted chambers beyond space and time absurdly the tenebrous gods appear the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is ... The crawling chaos

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