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04-Eclipse My Heart, Crown Me King
[Act I: Ritual]
Red interludium of pain
Sacrifice for the vein of eternity
Battles of ages revealed
To my third eye
Darkness' treasures as reward for my belief
I faint in final ecstasy
Surrender to the demon of war
[Act II: Redemption]
Proud and dauntless I stalk
Trough the gate of the nine seals
In the realm of perpetual divinity
A path is destined for me
Now, as I'm not blinded
By gruesome lights of the past
I gaze into the distance
And perseive my destination
For many a castle is obscurity
For me a palace of wisdom
Redeemed from mortal weakness
Enlightened
[Act III: Return]
Every single christian monument
We lay in ruins
And sweep away the servants of the cross
We are the creators of the dark ages
The revival
Of forgotten century's eclipse
We rebuilt a somber paradise
Out of the wasteland of god
I bear the millenium's pain
Pure indulgence
As my mouth opens breathing death http://sasisa.ru/fo/info.php?id=3477559 ARTofLITURGY
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05-The Spirit Of Venus
Unreal revealed this imagination
A dream so real, a dream so deep
Turning me towards all mysteries
I see through the veil of darkness
And the mirror behind it reflects my fate
But the way is blocked - By sorrow
I scream into non-existing nothingness
And at last only silence remains
Oh, make every tear in my heart
A lifetime in hell
Falling eternal through the pits of time
Into an abysmal womb of subconsciousness
Torn apart by the phenomenon of enlightenment
And here she was standing enrobed by mist
The spirit of Venus..
Chanting my name
Embracing my soul
The blood was freezing as I touched the flesh
And ripped out her heart
A kiss which brought total eclipse
Unite us in pain
Unite us in blasphemy and lust
And join us through your devotion
Grant me deepest ecstasy
Under the watching autumn eye
That has guided me through all this year
And in the coldness of night
I whisper the wildest dreams unto you
While I am shrouded
By crystals of frosty dusk
And the everlasting winter
Embraces my heart with grief http://sasisa.ru/fo/info.php?id=3477561 ARTofLITURGY
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06-Blood And Soil
This soil is dripping
With the blood of angels
I can almost touch
Their hands through the ground
My eyes are filled with pride
For this land of the dead
Is the precious gift of my father
No mortal value can buy such a treasure
Which I cherish in my heart of hearts
Father - Satan with fangs stained in blood
Smile to my naive dreams
This unhallowed ground
Secret sanctuary of my thoughts
Where I walk hand in hand with death
Upon blood and soil
Oh, don't mind any pain
It gives me wisdom
My rage is my strength
It gives me might
But something inside me seems to be lost
Is there hope for the blood of life?
Or will I always fly alone..
Those who are in Hell
Hallowed be thy name
This is for you who made me what I am
For the storm that tries
To shake my roots
Is just the breath of the dying god
Who once ruled heaven
But he won't succed
As long as I stand true to my ways
And even I am alone
I can't remember what I'm missing http://sasisa.ru/fo/info.php?id=3477562 ARTofLITURGY
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07-Magic Glass Monument
Awakening
Although I thought I would never again
In a room with no begining or end
But for sure there is a center
Nothing but vastness
And an object of supreme magic
A mirror shaped as a pyramid
Black but still reflecting
My hands and arms but not my face
I'm watching myself moving
Towards this blasphemy
Attracted I float nearer and nearer
Trying to step aside
But my journey ends behind the glass
A sea coloured red is awaiting me there
Everything is upside down
Am I destined to drown
Surfaces belong to other dimensions
Hell is above
And heaven awaits far below
Deeper and deeper I sink
And scream without sound
Unrealistic reality or a dream
In the state of being awake
For sure this will be
My greatest victory or my final defeat
If I am demon all the angels must die http://sasisa.ru/fo/info.php?id=3477564 ARTofLITURGY
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08-Exhausted Remnants
Silent screams - Beaten and torn
Sanctify - This life of scorn
Innocence withdrawn in fear
Night grows cold and twilight's near
But the light I see is none
Just a spectrum of unreal colours
Which appears before my eyes
For you neither to see, nor to feel
Shattered scattered - Remnants of life
What can be extracted from nothing
What can be found within the emptiness
Within the emptiness from which I am fed
I deal in pain - All life I drain
Cherished - The grandeur of melancholy
Always and never - The skyline seems so unreal
If I had wings, would I be forgiven
If I had horns, would there be flames
..To show my cry
Laughing and crying - Nothing remains
No future and no past
No one could foresee
The end has come so fast
And I reach my hand
Towards this ocean of despair
To grant my soul a lifetime in hell http://sasisa.ru/fo/info.php?id=3477566 ARTofLITURGY
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Dead Limbs
Golden Age
Only the bright gleams of the sun shown up
In these lands where reigns the tyrant
We are the result of neglect
And for those who ask
For many years there was peace
That for which we do not even dream to live again
And the one that Forethought manifested himself
And he brought us the warm flickering glow of hope
“A new Golden Age shall come,
brighter and better by far than the old!”
And he was generous in soul
But naive for the consequences
Sorrow and fear came unexpected and without pity
For both worms and the Forethought
It became difficult to accept the impotence
It became difficult to accept our already lapidated end
Lay Thy light on my soul
Luminous ethereal being
Guide me on my path
For thou art in me
O Sol, O Spiritus
Deliver me from this maze
If only I was made of righteous power
If only I was made of something more
More than this voidful existence of mine
Then all my faults
And my pride
Would bend before my will
Arise, echoes of yore
And make my spirit of fierce fire
Arise, newborn Sun
And conquer the night
Howl
To banish the blight
Howl louder
Because the dawn is nigh
"The day has come
A day of decadence
The stars of our forebears are struggling to shine
The spirit of man is dormant
And his ephemeral works are turning into ash
The scourge of the earth is devouring itself
And from within the ruins we'll be born again"
Arise, echoes of yore
And make my spirit of fierce fire
Arise, newborn Sun
And conquer the night
An albescent branch
Spreads through soaked soil
The pallor contrasts with golden leaves
And it shines with the warm kiss of sunbeams
And I yearn forevermore
To transcend and sing nocturnal chants
"May long you reign, my child
May be thine empire so vast
And thy years countless
Misfortune there will be none
For I will be your sword
And your spear
To pierce through the land
And to conquer thy fear
For I will be the thorns
In human flesh
May you rule in glory and despair"
Hollow were the shepards in my ancestry
Misguided lesser beings mourning the nothingness
Now I see through the dragon's eye aeons of warfare
Disrupting dimensions and smiting the pillars of creation
I will stand upon a broken man
May this purge become my innermost triumph
I shall forswear what my eyes used to behold
These ebony chambers aren't unknown to me
My aphotic path is afoot
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And I yearn forevermore
To transcend and sing nocturnal chants
Life flourish on drylands of blight
And I yearn for the silent scream of cosmos
A heavenly anguish crushing the maggots
Herald of night will bring the woe
And I yearn for the silent scream of the spirits
Corrupting the veil of divine
"May long I reign, Obsidian One
May be my empire so vast
And my years countless
Misfortune there will be none
For I have the sword
And the spear
To pierce through the land
And to conquer the fears
For I will be the thorns
In human flesh
May I rule in agony
May I rule in despair"
And I yearn forevermore
To transcend and sing nocturnal chants
None of these souls are free from this burden
A shrouded fog enslaves them to a frail perception
They come as one to this golden haven
As Night and Day becomes a distant memory
The choir sings in unison suffering
As the heat melts these walls with its igneous melody
I stand restrained by the chains on my hands
And the light that once guided me
Is cursing my path to liberation
A thunderous roar to appease the herd
Unsheathed sword to enliven my spirit
Will this cathedral be my sepulcre?
Will this blight consume my sanity?
I crawled through the path of the saints
Shall I perish as the light shineth in my anguish?
I have conquered the spectrum of light
And I have witnessed the horrors of the dark
A puppet in the hands of the Gods
Now I am the One
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