1. STEPPING STONE AGENDA

Heretics pushed and shoved
Through the streets
Hunted, hated and then slain
The blasphemy of politics
Below the throne
Until there would be
No scapegoat left

That wicked November
O winters gloom
Tuned from grey to red
By dying birthrights - a king
On the horizon shadows move

Jus canonicum
By religion summoned
Jus canonicum
For silver and pride
Jus canonicum - jus canonicum

Hails unto the new king
Born to the ending of others
And that spiteful past
Pointed to who were next to die

Hails unto the new king
Born to the ending of others
And that spiteful past
Pointed to who were next to die

That wicked November
O winters gloom
Tuned from grey to red
By dying birthrights - a king
On the horizon shadows move

And the rightful had their way
On the drawing board of my deeds
Will they ever forget centuries ago
I must not let you know

Stepping...
Stone...
Stepping...

In damp air of cellars deep
Where feuds and scorn gave no sleep
For a royal crown, in hunger
Under man-made law enslaved


2. CHILDREN OF THE FLAMES

Sterilization and radiation
Acids introduced to the body
In pains and living nightmares
The appointed descent

From those black hearts' depths
Out into every finger, ever nail
To steal innocence from me
Injecting with the horrors and phenol

The doctors would create
Only reason to reduce
And to desecrate
Children of the flames

And the dark windows
They would stay shut
Blackened out, as pupils closed

Sterilization and radiation
Acids introduced to the body
In pains and living nightmares
The appointed descent

From those black hearts' depths
Out into every finger, ever nail
To steal innocence from me
Injecting with the horrors and phenol

Children of the flames!

And the dark windows
They would stay shut
Blackened out, as pupils closed
Monsters and experiments


3. GHOST BARRIER

Lost behind the furthest border
Below the anatomy of the sea
Ionized fervency - stifling vacuum
O my calamity,
A vacant secret tomb

Invisible horizons
Undraped by ancient fears
The three-way eye of extinction
Closed, yet all-seeing
Behold as vanishing appears

So say,
Did it not look a lot like blood
They had all been warned
Caution - the green depth,
In stirring
The triangle has always been mine

Down on the surface
They wear away
Mouth of hell
Eating shrouds of reality
The outer world

Hundreds of years ago,
Already then

The three-way eye of extinction!


4. CINIPHES

The land of Egypt must cry
Man and beast alike
They will all be affected
For reasons they may only guess

Sun O sun, Mighty sun
How they worshipped you
But mightier was I
And you knew me since long
You the enemy
With false pretence - Ra

Some say it was God
Who came in wrath
I say no - It was only I
Who knows none

I whispered a spell of madness
And the dust metamorphosed

Sun O sun, Mighty sun
How they worshipped you
But mightier was I
And you knew me since long
You the enemy
With false pretence - Ra

Ciniphes!


5. HILL OF THE POISON TREE

Fields -
Of the dead still burning
Yields -
Them as they keep on turning
In the highest form of
That depraved
Hidden realm of inflicting
My sting

Asphyxiate and bleed
Their years of cleansing
On the hill of the poison tree
Strychnos nox vomica

Think -
If ever spiders or reptiles
Scare you when they're near
You would not believe,
Unless you were really there
The purest veracity
Of that fear

Strychnos - nox vomica!


6. DISASTER CAGE

A marionette played,
Made to fail
My fingertips
On such a perfect tool
Reactor four - spread me out

Like a flower of abomination
Folding out
I grew in my satisfaction
With every living thing
That died

Reorganize and mutate
The life systems
Stagnant forms
And mysterious shapes
Adapt your world to mine
The world where no light shines

...That died!

Incomplete -
No thriving there no more
Put to sleep -
No life, no sun, no thing
This minor apocalypse
Merely a glimpse
Of my ungodly desire
The winds carried me far
Incomplete -
No thriving there no more

...That died!


7. ON WINGS OF BRIMSTONE

As often,
Throughout my journal
I found keys in thoughts
Of prayer
In the dim minds
Implements lies
Belief enabled
My malevolent cause

I watched how they cried
And how they fell
Every misery, every pain
With my signature

I came in disguise
Of wrath and conflict
To once more cause great alarm
Made them breathe
The air of ashes
Through broken glass
To the floor of the burial vaults

Forced to face your demise
Just as they were
In every sorrow ever lived,
I am the same

On wings of brimstone
A fire-ridden fate
On wings of brimstone
A new form of hate
On wings of brimstone
A horror-stricken wait
On wings of brimstone
On wings of brimstone

As it all came down
In conclusion there was no god there,
None and zero
Only I stood that ground - me
With your progeny,
In shackles

Ruthless slaughter
Insane maiming
My endless work
Human - you will never see


8. WHITE LIGHT / BLACK RAIN

In the autumnal colors
A brilliance to blindness
Land of the rising sun
Over which shadow prevailed

The much anticipated
Island project
Made in me potent science
A force to tame, a fatal force
The trinity's threshold passed

In the midst of flame -
A new sun,
Forming the perfect darkness
Totems of a fire-breathing age
And the damage done
Ghost adaptation
Its knell across the plain
Coming on the wings of the wind
White light - black rain

Potsdam issued
Declaration rejected
And I could launch
Absolute destruction
In the gutter they would die
I made them all die

Like an abyss
It opened up
Silent thunder
Struck through everything


9. TOMB OF TEPHRA

A thousand years
And more have passed
I confess, I dream it still
How I could open up the ground
Tipping the ebullient bowl
Once more

Rain, rain - my fire down
For days and many nights
Pain, pain - of gruesome kind
In the tomb of tephra

I would be cracking the damned core
To your earth's deadly uterus
Seed my spite in ancient fire
And then let it rain again

With fierce nature
I was approaching
With intention to
Undo all the patterns
Running forth, breaching
And covering
What an irony and blessing
Of Vulcania

Out of sight,
For sixteen centuries
O their remains
No one will ever know
Their overwhelming
No one but I
And so it must be


10. WAYLAYER

Overwhelmed
By unrelenting wrath
For how could I ask them
To forgive
Everything I hold in my being
Which not even I can redeem
From my conscience

I, the soothsayer
I will see you through
I'm what feeds your prayer
I am the waylayer

No logic was never on
My agenda
I will make them all hurt -
You as well
Some day
Chances are we'll be together
But please bear in mind
Who I am
In the paradigm of nature
With terrible powers,
Almost divine