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Cailleach
07:10
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Hallucianic stroll
Suddenly natures cloak dismissed
Arrive upon this vile summit
This portent rock is the hag's chair
A waxen moon illuminates my path
Screeches cry out the deafening winds
Forced into mystic paralysis
The veil of the crone expelled
My lucid excursion has turned damned
The phantom of the scarp exists
Spread upon a table of rock
To be raped of limbs
Spurting blood like sacred words
The veiled one commences this carnal sermon
A diminished hex
The path reset
Ecstatic pain
Entrails dress the trees
Lapis per mortem
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2. |
Verminsfog
05:00
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The vicious and adjacent hounds
Will rape this isle so fierce
Perverting all the kindred soil
Choking the primitive prey
My eyes are at the mercy of a fog
My lungs are strangled by teeth
Raptured by a deadly mist
A great miasma has come
Skirmish! Hold! Thy hour! Is nigh!
Overburden by a force unmatched
This infectious air will strike
The poems of our past and honour
Taken by the verminsfog
A virulent hammer will crush
Ripping the skin from bone
A pestilent blade unsheathed
Ready to cut my native tongue
Mystics! Now guide! Reclaim! This land!
A wasteland to be
My land is diseased
Helpless is my flesh
Forgotten is my name
This iron rips through
The last song of Ériu
The bastard foe bring rotten spawn
Mongrels that came from a putrid nest
Witness the ancient candle swell
Heaving the dead into hellbound pits
The rats have dismantled the walls of Íweriú
Regrant is not survival
Our existence as true as it was
Falls to the venomous smoke
The vermin nebula secures
Another hollow servant
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3. |
His Masters Void
06:48
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I awaken
From these charred remains
Hidden was my body
In this field of divinations
I hold my scrying black mirror to the sun
Iliac passions in the mental void
My realm has been abandoned
Abound in heresy
Absent of a keen eye
I bind you
My thrall in this mystical search
I hold my scrying black mirror to the sun
And the black moon enlarges
Like a sacred eye uncovered
And suddenly I feel empty
His will is yours
Reveal yourself
His will is mine
Reveal yourself to me
Hypnosis in the fields
Insanity in the void
Feral nature defined
In pitch black eyes
And I shall become it
I shall consume my ill fate
And you will bury it
In the deepest realms of this void
It’s found in mystics lore
We have reached the lowest point
And the highest chasm
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4. |
Descent (Into the Mire)
06:38
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Strike!
Rotting corpse-scented fields of terror
I'll suffer here tonight
A slave to the venomous vessels of plight
My mouth is broken to the bone
Carnelian mirth my wounds afford
To gorge on ossein bile
Is the cost for pathetic human swine
My eyes are filled with a poisonous rigor
All tendons collapse at the scent of thee brute
Placed in the hearth, a marble fountain
Spurting the sacred broth
My senses regained at the thirty third level
Of a mire lacquered in stygian vomit
And so I have found the path of teeth
Exhausted from defeat
My limbs attempt a strike
Inevitable ache and torture
Tormented and felled by evil
Now I must wait till the blood
Departs my fucking tonsured skull
In this mire I will lay
Amongst the cretin it has slain
As bravery is withdrawn
I won't last the night
Stern will be it's progress
It conquers every fight
Fight till the death
Sparring nails
Broken limbs, torn entrails
I withhold the secrets of death
Callous is my last breath
Swollen cavernous cadaver
The apex of our entire existence
This lunar mire is pandemonium
Where knights of vanity will perish
In this mire where all vanity must perish
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5. |
Of Phantom Islands
06:26
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Elatha! The literate demon
With jaws like wings
I am the God!
Whose fangs inherit her veins
Elatha! The knight of the moon
With teeth like spears
Who guards this divine soil
There is a place beyond our time
A land of eternal night
Like hounds gather to vomit
The fool returns to his own vice
Flattered by hopes of tomorrow
With knowledge ingrained in steel
Our souls projected from truth
A veil lifted, an island eclipsed
Ancients!
Scour these sanguine skies
Chieftains!
Command the arms of Hy-Braesil
Ancients!
Guard the banks of the lunar emperor
Mystics!
The land of mist is ours to burn
Let the frightened run like water
Withered under hoof
Like drowning molluscs
A miscarriage that never sees the sun
Ancients!
Scour these sanguine skies
Chieftains!
Command the arms of Hy-Braesil
Ancients!
Guard the banks of the lunar emperor
Mystics!
The land of mist is ours to burn
Sail to us now
Sail to me now
Truly there is an almighty of bones
This insular hex commences
Ascending to the phantom island
Strike down the angels of light
Men of stone will fight
Men of stone serve the night
Fear the terror of the night
Lunar arrows rain upon the false
Prowling in shadows and bone
A second moon has risen
Prepare for eternal night
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6. |
The Elatha Ancestry
08:37
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Ex oriente luna
Invert the flame or carry a cross
The totality of choice
Cry out for absurd service
Or screech with the horns of war
Genuflect to them
To which your blood is aligned
Starving hounds lust for flesh
In the fury of this midnight excursion
An ode to the almighty's throne
Cleanse the bow of the father
To garrote the bastard son
Carve out these barbaric scenes
Holiest symbol of utmost anguish
The warriors await
For malicious orders
Roared from the towers of Magh Tuireadh
Powers surge so diabolical
The Crescent One draped in velvet
Awaits the news of the assault
Court magick is prescribed to those
Of the Elatha ancestry
The Miltonic Prince of darkness
With hair of gold
I kneel
The mooncult worships at the feet of the father of night
With an incandescent torc upon his arm
We create our own sun with bonfire light
And the crown of jagged blades pierce the sky
Henceforth!
I witness my people's fury
War cries!
Empties the lungs of his hordes
Henceforth!
I declare all land eclipsed by death
Moon cults!
Roam the surface of the Earth
The power of the Moon draws forth
As taken were we from
Lycan aggressors rise to power
As taken were we from the night
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