An eerie Might…
No word can declare this sentiment
In elation I breathed a dissonance recondite
Yet, the tears of all silences shed fulfilled this thirst
For they echoed louder than sound itself
Scars are drawn in myselves forlorn
For the black wit's dawn,
I raised the scepters of the Fifth Aeon
Spawned at the domes of Chaos
Where the slime of the dead and the unborn crawls
And unseen shalt remain from profane eyes
Like the acts of Those that Night anoints in Serpentblood
Thy name I calleth Chaos
Thy name of subtle Force
Thy name I screameth voiceless for infinite lore
Bring forth the storming pyres of knowledge
From eldest swamps arise infernal dawn
Within and without the coldest solstice winters
I breed the strength of this stellar Oath
I carved my meager selves in bloodpact
To bear my crown of a hundred horns
The baneful wounds Thou never healed
Most profound I cut with scorn
Deep…
Shallow are their stainless tombs
In slumber’s curse from birth to wuthering dust
For a torch, a Self untouched by time
Countless may be the sparks within!
As raptor lurking patiently
I scatter in woe your vast decays
To stand so tall, invincible
In the Ocean, the Dream, the endless Night
Serene wriggling forth through the glooms of dementia
Through these corridors of pest and their deadend fortunes
The cauldrons are shined in lunary flush
Reflecting the truths of the immense Abyss
To blossom the wombs with the seed of eternity
An utter vast cosmos in specular rush
And wither the pasts and the chains they bear!
And crumble the futures that never drew near!
This moment we reign as once so forever!
To these wrecked destines wave farewell
To your haggard selves wave farewell
Above the empty rusty thrones
Kinds of doom ravishing adore
Coil through the silver clouds of everlasting rapture
A fullmoonlight penetrating ray
Feeds no pain in your Will’s exultation
I dream neverending as your sun now hides
Impending eclipse
Over their servile heads, clear is the course
Absolute eclipse
For Astral Triumphs…
No mortal word can declare this sentiment
In immensity I stared at the untrodden paths of mankind
Yet, with igneous steps I marched upon
Yet, I weaved in shadows all your future wars
When the graven shines light forth at the edge of the vault
My names upon this ageless Throne
supported by 15 fans who also own “For Astral Triumphs”
OK, I know I'm seriously missing in the 2016 department, still I have no excuse. This is genre and life changing.
"Cthulhu on vocals". How true. YomaBarr
supported by 15 fans who also own “For Astral Triumphs”
never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu
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This album being played over the PA system at the museum where Salvador Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" is housed is what caused the faces of the clocks in the painting to melt. meeko