Zavorash : In Odium Veritas

Black Death / Sweden
(1998 - Self-Released)
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1. IN ODIUM VERITAS

We ride the cyclone of ages, me and my ravenous breed
Forlorn shalt be our fathers, when we have reaped our seed
Captured the truth in nothing, denied the moral of man
Turned to the meaningless purity, where hatred is void we stand

Denied, put down by billions, still it is fullfilled
These visions rule humanity, denial giving nil
The final solutions' virtue, the final gift to all
Behold the complete genocide, undiscriminating and cold
Scorn, revered nihilistic covenant, guide us to our reign
Malice, fullfilled fascism, kill in every gods name
Hidden among thee, we hunt the debris of man
And we behold with pleasure, thy sacred pillars turn to sand

Our dominions infested, with light and its pestilent breed
Though cleansed shalt be this empire, freedom of loneliness Acheved
Cardinal hatred, I am thine, cradle of atrocities, thou art mine
Blessed with eternal nothingness, the void is my guide and sign

In odium veritas, the circle of wisdom complete
Veritas odium parit, and it grows still
Beyond even those of darkness, where nothing rules or thrill


2. THE SUPERIOR CREED

Long I searched what the claim to see, and the beauty derived thereof
Asking why I felt like a menace, to them - who everything solved
My differences seemed racial, though ancestors I then lacked
Until the orchard of mind opened, and I stood completely aback

Empty and enlightened, I drank of the miracles
Torn in the metaphysical, the void became a creed
As I lost all the addictions, and triumphed in deterministic rule
Propounding world perversion, in the eyes of the herd

No purity, except a tidal hatred
No sorrow, though an ego degraded
And love… I miss this false heaven

Let it embrace, no meaning of life
Never repent, no meaning in lies
Faith signed with crossbones
Ecstacy… all meaning dies !

Insanity, if I By thee could be characterized
But my laugh is not that of a madman
It is the fall of one to wise
Darkness, if thee were to be my palfray
But with fiction even evil died
Hence I quashed my last hospice

This is the creed trancending all minds, the end of Malformed tales
Reaching for every thought misbegotten, feel the void of reality's nails


3. DREAMS FOR INGRATES

All the limpid lies are tattered, let this betoken a passed ordeal
In bereavement of immemorial falsehood, our heinous breed is revealed

Every feasibility of hiding vanquished, wheedling and detraction exposed
As I heaved these shackles of mine, then cured the ailment of all times
In chimerical fraternization, in lewd horrendous crimes
They ordain the chronic miserliness, shibboleths of pure rhymes
Seen as an impious urchin, I shalt never be lionized
Displaying the cleavage of benignity, premier in the ordinal of ties

Lingering immolation
Elucidation of complete void
Arterial dissimmolation
All in modesty foiled

Clandestine yet flagrant, man locked in gullability
Earthbound. Universal, the thought killed in conformity
The preminitions are grizzled, in luscious hope forlorn
In vagrancy voluminous, all truth becomes torn

Defending the presbytery of devolution, militating for a cause
Icebound in shining fiction, a path of endless loss
A aaligner they made me, opprobrious they remain
Yet I have their jewel shattered, hence it is all the same

Though still I dream…

Lingering desecration
Upon all I wish in the end
Genocidal annihilation
May all gods descend


4. HUMAN DELIRIUM

During times to elderly to be thought of, thirsting I was so I drank the eons wine
Instantly was I forlorn in divine wisdom, my grave was now made centuries ago
Forgotten was I now long before my birth, without regret I opened the gates to earth
Amongst the stones and dust of battles lost, I hunted and Laughed for god I now was

Though lost was I once before reality was brought asunder
Dead was I once during times when lost were the poisen wine
But in strength I arose and devoured the universe
And became my own precious lord and slave

So rightly I call myself the powered very essence
"By which their pestilent prayers are formed
Life did once teach me the most horrid of lessons
Though still, they fail to grasp, I am not horned

But as all gods should I be adorned !"

I represent the denied and dead universal error
In close parallels I mock the worshipped truth
My shining aura is that of a great emperor
And in my chronicles there is no sign of truce
My names are many, forever I am known
An angel, savior, whore or ruler
As I dance through the crippled walls of moral
And damn only those who speak the truth

I am rationalisms' very foundation, still insanity is my god-given name
Truth is for me monumental, still through illusions I reign
The paradox of my hybris is striking, as I demand to be king of existence
As I rape and torture in blackest hate, "mankind, how I love thy contradictive faith"

Yet, but a humble slave to the present word I am
Yet, I kneel on the cold deaf stone
Though we all have errors, only others we scorn
For I am I creature of honor
And I have my precious soul
The future shalt reap my crimes
"Made real by a horde of ruling sheep

I shalt no death of theirs weep…"

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