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Tongues Of Black Flame
07:10
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Tongues of Black Flame
Cursed rays perish
The lustrous sphere withers in drear.
Tongues of black flame writhe with deceit.
Gloom tears at its throat with avarice.
Bitter squalls bellow and scream
tormented names of forgotten spirits.
From the mouths of devils,
Maledictions uttered with intent and power.
Incantations summon them and call forth
the children of oblivion.
Come there forth.
Walk with us.
The formless dwell between worlds and
Dance across the threshold.
Abandoned gods writhe in anonymity, waiting.
The madness creeps
veins inflamed rapturous malady
The Wretched shards gleam with ferocity.
Mesmerising currents ebb and rage
they bestow the keys.
By night the zealots call
creep and slither along the most crooked paths.
Angles spin and whir.
Withdraw Inhale.
Enclothed in vermilion stars.
Their tongues like black fire whip like razors.
Malediction manifested. The word made flesh. Death made flesh.
Advance exhale
Descend into oblivion.
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Matriarch Of Hell
05:19
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Matriarch Of Hell
Hide not thy face from me.
Matriarch of hell
With chest wide open I beseech thee, mother of demise,
Consort of primordial darkness
Still our hand to do thy bidding.
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Animam Agere
02:22
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Poison Shadow
06:16
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Poison Shadow
Wicked serpentine hymns sing praise of horror and iniquity
Blessed be the father
Blessed be the left hand
Blessed be the destroyer
Oh Dreadful and mighty angel
Thou shalt not prostrate thyself before the mundane and wretched. Unfurl plumage of darkest midnight , twelvefold
Wings clamour in the frequency of Saturn.
Serpent rider, zeitgeist!
Anima calls thee, deceiver!
Blessed be the seducer
Blessed be the poison shadow
Blessed be vengeful Death
Father of depravity. With blood-stained lips, we call your name.
With these eyes, We see your radiance a conflagration of black and red flames.
With these ears, We hear the beating heart of searing hatred.
Bestow upon us the knowledge
From thy tree of knowledge.
Blessed be the tempter
Blessed be poison god
Blessed be the angel of Death
Father of Cain. Patriarch of murder. Thy venom courses through our veins. Pariah angel
Upon throne on high, above the first firmament, our souls belong to thee.
As the embrace of the earth drags us deep
as time erodes and worms will creep.
Eternal slumber holds us tight in waves of
torment and devils flight.
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