1. PROLOGUE - THE COVENANT

Bright shining walls
An ethereal corona of blindness and lies
A prison for reason, enlightment and will
A golden glare of decay
Where towers and citadels mirror the decadence
The downfall of an aeon
A pantheon of obedience and asininity

Heavenly incest - Earthly sodomy

This den of iniquity
A cradle of slaves and mindless worms

A six winged hydra with fiery eyes
A higher society with full-bodied flies
A circle to serve the lamb
Whose stench of narcissism I abhor

Though I have to pass the divine halls ultimately
I hate to walk through the crowd of angelic vermin

Disgustingly wriggling seraphim
Lecherous exhausted cherubs
Seven burning torches surrounding the crystalline throne

Metatron:

First of the angels thou might speak to the lord
Bow down your knees and kneel
And listen to the sonic storm of his voice
Embrace his divine infinity

Oh metatron don't bore me to death

Remember I am the one who already gazed into
The abyss of his eyes
I don't fear eternity

Tell him my request:
If I find 7 souls of free and sinful will
I'll leave this hell and create my own kingdom on earth
My own pantheon - a pandmonium


2. WRATH - INTO A MENTAL INFERNO

In times when dark and light were divided...
As highborn archangel fiery armed
You once brandished a flaming sword
Your head hold up high and aspiring for justice
Until the denial of our angelic supremacy
Let the abyss gaze into your heart

Wrath - inhale all life
Wrath - breathe out the plagues
Wrath - unleash some worlds' war
Wrath - drown into your mental inferno

Now you are of demonic shape
A cast out seraph
Fallen to hunt for dirty black souls
I made you become a warrior of hell
A soldier of death defeating our divine nemesis
You are part of the legion
But the legion am I

When the sun is getting cold
Frozen in space and time
Unchain thy wrath
Tear out some angels wings
And rip all humans hearts
Until there is no life there to extinct

Wrath - inhale all life
Wrath - breathe out the plagues
Wrath - unleash some worlds' war
Wrath - drown into your mental inferno

Anger and rage shall be thy names
Furious blood shall pulse within thy veins
Wipe out all of my enemies - no matter if angelic or human
Until a sniper's shot abandons your earthly killing spree
And extinugishes your mental inferno


3. ENVY - BEYOND THE GRACE OF GOD

Living in the shadows beyond the light
Bearing the abhorred mark of god
Of withered shape, with a sense of light
I, first-born, still remember the smell
Of burning flesh and blood
Shouldering the mot angelic sin

ENVY

BLindfold by fury - envious in heart
I've scythed my most beloved thing
And laid down my own second-born brother
Down to the sacrificial fire
Meant as sacrifice for god

Cursed - I once fled into darkness
Cursed - for my sanguinary revolt

Again the archangels came to tempt a lost son
Likewise the fallen morning star I withstand
And started to live not from god's hand
But from my own - drinking blood and bearing fear
Nevermore I would long for forgiveness
Neither from my brother nor father or lord

Blessed - I once fled into darkness
Blessed - For my sanguinary revolt

Eluded from lilith's poor magick
Escaped from the crones bloody spell
Abstaining from zillahs false love
I am no longer anyone's marionette

No caine you turned to be wrong
Because I have always been your puppet master
In a world beyond
Beyond your personal darkness and sin


4. GLUTTONY - THE KING'S JESTER

Rome 844 - The celestial sphere has been drowned in mournfulness
Oh, I lisened to the sound of cherubic trumpets - Lugubrious and displeased
I Witnessed the white fume that turned into black
Mere a servant of god - more a slave to appetite

A Man of weak health, suffering much from gout
With a pig-like face and eyes that already witnessed
The precipice of bodily impuriy
Addicted to fleshly indulgence and pain
Until death marked the loss of control over body, mind and soul

King of all sacred jesters
Jester of the profane king

The aftermath of his sinful life
Is to lie in mud - chained and torturously hooked
Instead of female hands now hail storms caress his bloated body
Force-fed by rats and toads, the time to harvest
His worm-cankered soul will finally come

Or will I let him suffer eternally
Maybe...


5. SLOTH - THE ECHOES OF BABEL

Wandering through ruins of shinar
I see the withered strokes of a prior painters brush
A now dust-crafted artwork of a superior (predominant) throne
The ashes promethean fire fueled by human unity

I witnessed the walls of a monolithic heritage
Less a bloodred shrine of archaic artifact
Than a testimonial of blasphemous curiosity
An incarnated chronicle of Cain's destiny

A bastion to seal the absence of ethereal grace
Where his word is just a fading sound
A tower to spit into god's face
Where the echoes of babel shook the ground

A tower erected to sting the eye of (an already blindfolded) god
Built to elevate the bloodline of the one who settled (far) east of eden
But when I was resting in its shadows
A divine desert storm foretold the end of all hope

Thus spake an envious deity
Coming (furiously) down unto earth (to scatter his seed)

Ungrateful mankind - indulgence still remains scythe of doom
Never again shalt thou unify
Your self aggrandizement shalt be thy tomb
I will wipe out this one-blooded world
Perpetually thy tongue shalt be diversified
Vanity and war now shalt be your companions in misfortune

A bastion to seal the absence of ethereal grace
Where his word is just a fading sound
A tower to spit into god's face
Where the echoes of babel shook the ground

I came to end the marriage of heaven and earth
Have a look in the mirror of your "malformed" creation
You called it sloth - I named it Freewill
An act of elightement - now just to doubt but to refuse

Who is the scourge of humanity?
Its not the tempter, its you
Because once again you shed the blood of yur innocent children


6. LUST - OF MASTERS AND SERVANTS

In blood your memoirs are written
Behind the walls of french decadence and decay
Slowly your memories are fading
Like the scars that adorn your spine and back

Oh Maquis

Remember the moments of faint titillation
When some vestal hanches were covered (not only) in blood
Remember the hours of the stroking whip
That opened all virgins chalice of joy

Remember the nights of clandestine horror
When vollipticus flesh satisfied your vulturous hunger
Remember 120 days of pleasure and pain
Your pleasure, their pain

Marquis - Master and Servant
Marquis - Sinner and saint

Now, show your obedience you lecherous fool
Because I was the whip giving birth to your perversion
I've always been the cat-o-nine-tails in your hand
That unleashed your forbidden passion

On my commander you have become the idolater of pain
Yes, you will be the high priest by an altar of tortured flesh
And yes, you will Only be an acolyte next to my throne of flames
Because from that day on you will be mine

Marquis - 100 chains that bind your limbs and mind
Marquis - 1000 hooks that free your flesh and thoughts
Marquis - 10000 days of wasted time in this soul asylum

Marquis - Master and Servant
Marquis - Sinner and saint


7. GREED - THE SIGN OF THE ROPE

Once when the lie turned into flesh
I have chosen the one to betray his lords command

One of the 12 disciples whose heart I inflamed with sin
He who still worshipped an (inner) demon - Mammon
He whose excessive desires gave entrance for me
He Whose thievish hands built up the wooden cross

A mean mortal in some deites chess
A human Midas who unveiled the great seducers plan

Greed
30 thorns of silver in the crown for the king
Greed
30 drops of blood for the betrayals sting

Until the night and the nazarenes life should finally pass by
Ghastly nightmares have looked
Through his greedy mirrors of soul
Thirty silver coins burning through skin and mind
Leaving septic and putrescent wounds

This son of perdition who gave the judas kiss
Soon ended up gushing out all avaricious entrails

Greed
30 thorns of silver in the crown for the king
Greed
30 drops of blood for the betrayals sting

Honestly, the arch traitor disgusted me
But on my command his christian heir stills
Do pray for pecuniary gain


8. PRIDE - THE BLACK MIRROR

Open the gates
Sound the ethereal trumpets again
Step aside you white winged marionettes

The black mirror - have a look at us
Legion am I - so many are we

I appreciate the hellfire that burnt my feathered wings
I am grateful for the glowing chains that bound me for so long
Welcome is every scar that marked my previous shame (repeat)

Brighter than sun
Enthroned with a lava crown I return in triumph
I am the halo...but of bloodsoaked thorns
I am the eclipse and the stars follow my will

The black mirror - have a look at us
Legion am I - So many are we

An army of a thousand shadows
Sinners in your eyes - Unhallowed saints in my mind
Heavenward we march as a flood of screaming sin

The black mirror
Legion am I
Look what I have created
Incarnated abscence of your false morality

I am the halo, but of bloodsoaked thorns
I am the eclipse and the stars follow my will
I am legion, so many are we
I am your black mirror, Turn your blind eye to see

My will became flesh
We are the black mirror of your weak creation
Myriad eyes once looked up at you
Now we see them avert their gaze from you


9. EPILOGUE - THE LORD OF SIN

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