1. CRUXCIFIXION - HIS BLESSING

Nails in his eyes, salt in his hands
Thorn-wreath of leprosy is his damnation
For He’s the one incarnated in the multitude…
Crucifixion, crucifixion is His Blessing…
"Master, I’m being devoured by the deep,
The waters are So dark, bottomless"
Embraced by obscurity I appeal to my preceptor,
Solitude is racking me, ghosts are tempting me…
"Remember the only thing, - his responses – not that who
Sank stalls and drowns,
But that who stayed deep in the Water.
I shall give thee needles to pierce.
I shall give Thee poison to envenom.
In the curse thou shall find death
But rebirth. I shall give thee mouth to spew with flame.
I Shall give thee flesh to erase me in it, and
I shall become
You, and thou shall become me, and
Hell’s wrath will be the Law!
In the stream of lies
We will be the truth’s Messengers, crush the infidels,
And will curse the Unworthy,
And thou shall carry the banner of Hell as the
Principle of Boundless devotion to the Order,
And thou Shall sow Death to prove the devotion to Me,
And none of Temptations will scare thee for
Thou are the tempter, none
Of ghosts will scare thee for
Thou have become one of them,
Thou shall feel no fear before the Abyss, for
Thou are Bringing the Abyss inside!"
Nails in my eyes, salt in my hands
Thorn-wreath of leprosy is Our damnation.
For we are the multitude incarnated in One…
Crucifixion is our blessing!
Embraced by obscurity I’m carrying our banner!
Rage and sorrow are sowed by Me, yields are being reaped…
I tempt for I am the law!
I bring the Law in the name of Hell!
And I’ll give you needles, and I’ll give you poison
For I’ll become your curse!


2. NAILS AS THE WEAPON OF HATRED

I will erase the Temple on bones,
And give my flesh to the Lepers…
Into flesh I came, and will keep my path in it,
Bringing The flame on my palms…
There’s no face uglier then the human’s one, thus
I refuse From carrying my cover…
I came to preach, knowledge is my present…
It’s the abyss what I’m carrying in my heart…
And flame will be the gift to the strong ones in the name
Of cruel will triumph…
Bleeding despair, torn matter, incarnating in the
Unavoidable doom – is My Blessing…
The black rotting as self-sacrifice, suffering as atonement…
De Deicide principium as personification of My Will…
Nails As the weapon of Hatred…
Renunciation as a doctrine in the endless carnal of
Thousand mutilated bodies…
Torn apart from the ashes I rise and burn to ashes!
With the eyes of a blissful I stare at the tattered flesh
Of the few, that’ve given me so much…
I create and destroy, incarnate in unpersonified…
I came to sow and reap. I came to punish and bless.
With eyes of a leper I watch the reality collapse…
Take me, tear me to pieces, root out my heart and I’ll
Become stronger…
Torment me, and I’ll become more magnanimous…
Crucify the flesh thrice, and
I‘ll come to gather the Harvest…
I’ll teach to see how truth and lies differ,
I present the Curse…
I’ll lead you to perdition, not everyone can carry but
Those who’s able…
Nails as the weapon of hatred…


3. COMPLETING MYSELF

Pain, with inevitability's bile, has poisoned the
Existence.
Ashes and Salt on the ruins of dream.
I profane life light with my casual life, I am Nothing.
Every morning opening eyes, I am to reckon with inescapable
Necessity of useless being. Through inexpressible
Loneliness the expiation path lusts for pain again.
Looking at my reflexion, I see only deformed painful
Image's similarity
With eyes of a mad I see the apocalyptic images of the
Reality embodied in soot.
The Blackness…
Consciousness' decline...
I'm there where there's no life.
I am the Indifferent Lust, a seed of envious self-deifying,
Emitting metastasises of haughty and derisive mouths.
I testify Vanity - as to conform the Distinctive feature of
The best members of cunt-a-sheepous slaughterhouse.
Night's greedy... soaking up the attempts of self-sacrifice
That seem so infinitely vain ... into a vagina.

Wandering in labyrinths of hopelessness,
There is no desire To seek for escape...
Burn me, Condemn me,
Conceive a hatred to me as I'd risen a
Pivot of hatred to myself!
I'm withering, my flesh is torn apart...
Leprosy is wits, there where there is no life...
I'm Completing myself!


4. TORTURED BY RAZORS

Through disgust
Tortured by razors
I drown…
Needles under the skin
Flesh torn apart
Sky is falling down from columns
Sun is fading
I’ve been resurrected…the son of lies and sin.

Tortured by razors,
Needles under the skin
Flesh torn apart
Body cut to pieces

I am the War! Bleed onto my hands!
I’ve fecundated the suffer-whore
And received by the flesh of His.
I’ve torn the Heaven and released the streams of wrath.
I’ve grieved the unshatterable, and elevated the shattered
This is poison what are my veins exhaling
Skin is torn apart,
Flesh is torn to pieces
Lips are vomiting curses
My eyes are bleeding
Body is reeking – the price of human’s life.
Worms are eating me – I am the Son!

Visions of Apocalypse…
Dethroning mercy..
Rise of the Fallen…
To dust I turn the created
Recreate the uncreated..
Destroy and bless
Sky is falling down from columns
Sun is fading
I’ve been resurrected…the son of lies and sin.


5. IMMERSION

Eucharist! The Fall! Verity!..
Eucharist!… the Act of Creation…Receipt of torment…!
Hatred incarnated…

Reared with poison from disseminated gauge
Our boundless devastation’s executing the flows of
Loathsome Christ…
Reducing the doleful secular sediments to the asylum of
Hessian and leprosy…
My imperial pervertedness ‘s incarcerating the puritans in
Their mills, the pellucid source of tumour…
The infirmity’s riveting itself with irons before the
Cavitated lot:
For almost invariably these mentally retarded morons, with
Assisting emptiness secured to the wall
Are the lodgers of this deceitful and thieved out facade….

I’ve cut out an eye, for it got used to them…
I’ve profaned my mouth for not to talk to them…
From flesh to flesh I’m directing: “Take a step closer,
Herd! I shall grant you with Existence!”

Cleave the surface and exhale malignity!
In the intersection of streams, thou Are to become the Concentration of death!!
Inaugurate the gate from without… let the semen through, Let it…!
For Shame is your name!

“I sacrifice myself and the nearby , like myself”
Having rooted itself in soul, under the tragic buds of
Wits, there the craving for illusion’s concealing itself.

Useless lumps of meat shawled with skin…
You are the ignorance…
Indicate!...
In the name of His…!
For He, risen in the Fall, incarnated in madness…
For Wisdom is His banner, Death is his seed.
He pleased the Grand Whore,
Eternal in Mercy.

“I defile the name of God, with the Hatred of mine I
Eclipse the light of Hope… I’ve cut out my tongue and fed
The rats with it, gave flesh to the carnal and left lies to
The liars… I’ve cursed the Baptizer, profaned the law of
Human existence, as the receptacle of defect… Given the
Heart as a forage to Gehenna … solemnly proclaiming the of
Eternal Glory of His! Death shall lifen the Serpent – the
Expiator of humanity, and thou shall be hatefully damned,
Children of Sodom…flesh of Nazareth”

Hell is broadcasting:
“Death to the tribe of humanity, the temple of shame and
Peculation, for glory of the blissful in the Crucified
One’s triumph is so despicable…”


6. WHAT ARE MY VEINS EXHALING

Solemnly destroying the humane tribe, squeezing the Scattered heads into its exposed stomach, eternally Reproducing his own kind, the neutered on the cross is Arguing repentance eloquently.
Redemption through self-denial,
For the descendants of Sodom.
With countless tongues...
The defectiveness is covering Consciousness ...
A human - a festering sore warmed with sinful rite
Jeering at the yells for freedom, trunks contorted in
Ecstasy are lustfully devouring their sexual ectoplasm...
The undoubted choice of the cross against the serpent, with
Thick tar, boiling with divine art, lusts the One, Crucified for the sake of your vices!
The coldness and indifference
Is our principle of love to a Neighbour.
Only the lonely will know lonely and only the one who
Sacrifices is aware of the price...
Trick a God, you toy, and play in the unbearable agony of
Odem, that mankind holds sacred...
Sacrificing the flowers of our aversion, we affirm the
Undeclared principle of deicide. Highlighting the dimness
Of human hearts, we cut out a word on them
Freedom!
Performing a vengeance with a perception of the Lepers…
Come and creep, you pathetic pieces of meat, stuffing your
Goiters with abscesses from the body of the Grand Whore’s.
Here, in the ulcerous pit, you will hear the death rattle
That draw all of you into a suffocating density of the
Human infinity’s scumful existense.
Our veins are pulsating with poison, symphonies of
Cacophonous detachment
Pierces the matter... Nothing…
Incarnated in Everything, And turned into Something...
Our imperial perversion as sardonic Madness, distorts the
Divinity of beastful dogmaticity...
Shepherd, creeping under the altar, crowned by a halo of
Vaginal revelation...
Cancer Metastasis… Immersion... Delight expansion.


7. VII

«To capture the decease, the mirror of lethality has to be
Fulfilled, skulls of eyes are to be seen… from these, as
The One, the Chosen shall reign equally as he serves.»

With lips of malediction, saccular leather spheres,
The exaltous voyeurism is permeating the thresholds of
Esthetical masochism… the seal of burnt disgust
Seven languages of abnormality…
At the burial of time strained phalluses of Chthonic
Insanity saturate the anthropomorphic charms minutely…
In a prenatal bitumen, the corrupting clamps of being, are
Revealing the gutters of blasphemous depots in a
Metaphysical way…the Illustrated dark of neural tissue.
The Subcutaneous cacophony of the vaginangels is
Annihilating in genesis of decay…in parceled arteries of
Moralizing hopelessness… the god-pleasing scars of a leper-
Girlie’s body are crowned semen-flavour blebs of Sllforgivenship.
See the second child, of a second sin!
The oppose-grasp of the inadmissible…
Torn gullets of triumphant expiation… the edge of a
Mutilated uterus are sucking the tumour of my lust in… the
Esthetisised elegies of sacred prostitution…
Metastasis are petting the sweat of religious
Self-abolishment.
Monochrome estrangement…

The scrap of sadistic magnanimity
In the sewage of greasy Reality.
The supreme mass-negating essence.
Dense ordinariness Personification…
Oxides of humanism in a phallic perfection…
Candles made of infants’ fat…
“These dolls have no eyes!” says a cripple-child…writhing
In sardonic repugnant miasmas.
On the seven executions’ mount he was fondled by plague.. It was running it’s tongue through all the violation holes
The system of sex and slaughterhouse’ through-holing
Magnolia curtains… holes in a swollen maternal meat… any
Life’s being calibrated by rise and fall of a guillotine.
The Fatal sequence of doom.
Rotten corpses are crowned with orchids… the proposer of
Sooth is resting on the altar of carnal expansion.
Hades abiding…


8. BLOODWAR III (ANTAEUS COVER)

Lost sight kingz
We are warlust

Liquid combat
Liquid stardust

Reek

Cries unheard
Schrei X
Casualties - fading portraits
All in mirrors
Engulf the sight in fatality

Lost game of life

Blood within
Reaching out

Blood - killing on kommand
Hear me - hear my kall

Satanik viktory

Sorrowfilled - now I see

Bw 3 - s8n rise
Bw 3 - s8n rise
Body as paradox battlefield
Army of wounds - dominate
Worship him - all in them