1. VENERATION I

I rise from the deepest abyss
I rise from the deepest darkness
I came as pestilence to bring the new dawn

And the trumpets are blowing
The skies are falling
The pyres full of dust and bones

Death and Rebirth
The Mark of Perfection

For I ask for no obedience and false devotion
For I am the one who will take you to the promised land
Alpha et Omega…

The chalice filled with poison
A true nectar of deceivers
A New Dawn bringing eternal night for the chosen ones
Corpse by corpse drowning in the Void
Ritual cleansing fire

To The Sea of Flames
To The Ocean of Dusts
I drown myself...
Into The Abyss...


2. VENERATION II

With every ash burned from the promethyan seed...
The new flesh coming out from depths
With every fruit harvested
The arising divinity shall root deeply into their life...

One was the law to push the eternal cycle
One was the way to gather the fruits
Our was the word of the Great Prophet
Our was the Sacrament of Gaia!

We all shall fall into the eternal darkness
We all shall rise from the Gaia's Womb
Creation and destruction
Rise and decay
Judgement upon us
The Great Cremation upon all


3. VENERATION III

Blood spilled on the corpse...on the wooden throne
Spirits dance, the aeons of endless dreams
A nightmare-vision, altar divine
Feast on the corpse, so pleasing their hunger…

How inhuman the offerings were seen
How magnificently the beast was blissed
How unstopable madness was seen
For the Great God named Death...

Their whispering graves stand opened
Morbus harvest
Mortus Dei consuming

Human's cult- aura flesh
Human's cult- eternal death


4. VENERATION IV

To The Sea of False breath
To The Oceans of dusts
Where only life abhorrence is future
I watched further as unstopable self-suffering
I walked into the forbidden paths into ruin...onwards!

In deathlust forsaken
Rotten to the corpse
Forgotten Thy Light
The stench of living

Then all howl, then perish
Into Ruin...Onwards

Calling ,louder, than their thousands whiners
Echoes immersed in me
To see revelation of the pulse-fall


5. VENERATION V

We are his symbol
We are his pride
We are his crown of thorns
We are one...

We bring the purest word
That no man has ever witnessed
For His Temple...

We are His Symbol
We are His Light
We are His Sword
We are His Word
We are All

Our Sacrament
Our Flesh Is Yours
Our Minds for Thee
Our Word, Our Sacrament


6. VENERATION VI

Womb - the beginning of the cycle
Existence - the path to ruin
Fall - the last light's consumption
Death - the greatest culmination of my achievements