1. BAFOMET

Baphometic thunder roars at the apex of the raven spire
Dead eyes stare into the face of the moon
A blue tongue that sprawls between broken teeth
Licks the onyx as the severed head falls down the pyramid

No guilt shall ever bind me as does no thought restrict
Bafomet – I kiss your breasts and disgorge all life
No throne but my own shall I covet in total war
Satan – under your evil eye I shall forever reign

She stands against the lunar circle in scornful gloat
As the nightwinds sing the majesty of the dark gods
Once again the nails that pierced countless eyes
Mutilate and behead as I kneel before the mother of blood

Sing to me, vampire queen, a canticle of violent winds
That spin in darkness beyond dream and existence
As my silver eggs fester onto your ravenous lips

No guilt shall ever bind me as does no thought restrict
Bafomet – I kiss your breasts and disgorge all life
No throne but my own shall I covet in total war
Satan – under your evil eye I shall forever reign


2. DUKE'S RIDE (...OF THE SPECTRAL HOOVES)

Behold the fifteenth spirit of war
Under whose (steed’s) hooves and the frost of his lance
Lords and knights kneel in glorification
Of war and mysterious secrets of hell

Come forth sixty legions of demons
From beyond the infernal gates
On the battlefield he rides in fire
Brandishing the scepter of wisdom and death

A path of pulverized skulls
Between spheres and funeral horizons …

The gestalt of evil in knight’s armour
With a lance of death, an ensign of blood and a scepter of fire
The spectral hooves storm the combat zone
When he rides into the burning armageddon

The violent hooves of the skeletal nag
The exalted gift of imperial lord Ba’al
Necromantic stench of the old flesh
Of the first unicorn which dwelt in the garden of Eden

Behold the fifteenth spirit of power
By whose gauntlet’s corpse-like behest
Christian maggots crawl in enslavement
Of darkness and the iron dominance of cruelty

Behold the fifteenth spirit of power
By whose gauntlet’s corpse-like behest
Christian maggots crawl in enslavement
Of darkness and the iron dominance of cruelty


3. BERSERK DEATH

Devoured by rats confined in an iron coffin
Transfixed with scourging incisors
Blasphemies of the cruel supper
Disgorge the blood of human life

Bleeding eyes stare into inner darkness
A tenebrous axiom on eaten skin
The lantern of blood at a funeral gate
Enter the megacosm of berserk death

A sword hammered for a king
As a key to cross the ordeal
Adorned with the skeletal remnants
Licked clean by a hundred tongues

Ensorcelled in throes and tears
A hecatomb enslaved within iron
Enslaved to slit throats and execute
In regnant glorification of death


4. THE EYE OF SATAN

The third blazing eye of Satan
That consumes a diadem of the nebula
A trinity of horns and a royal mace
The omen of a lightless cataclysmic age

Within the silent citadel our tragedies invoke
The toran to nåstrond lit by Azazel’s torches
Where Nidhoggr feasts on disgusting corpses
In the frozen glow of the unsinking eternal fullmoon

We know that the time is near
Ride on Aamon’s wolves, lords of hell
Asmodeuz, Azazel, Alocer, Shemot ha Mephorashim
Enthrone us on the thrones of the earth

Saatanan silmän roihusta enkelten surma
Kirkkojen tulesta uusi iankaikkinen valtakunta
Kristuksen luista valtaistuimeni
Jeesuksen kallosta maljani


5. DARKNESS... TRIUMPHATOR

Come forth, inexorable angels of leftness
From your kingdom beyond the seas of sulphur
Fulminate and burn this creation silently
Into a mourning tundra where cyclones stir the embers

Where wamphyric dragons tear the empyrean
…Like Ahriman slaughters the bull
The abyssic coercion of Tiamat storms
…Crystallizes the megalith of suffering

On lunar winds through the eternal night
Through the funeral remnants into the fog
From the forsaken tellurian sphere
Towards your throne darker than darkness

Where wamphyric dragons tear the firmament
…As pazuzu’s lament heils
The dictatorial call of Tiamat murmur
…Erects the cromlech of torture
(A necrotic miasma to lustrate the quintessence of diabolism)


6. BARBAS X AAMON

Transmutation and deviation as my skin eclipses
When a gospel of sin is whispered and mysteries open
Thorns that gore out the onus of thralldom
That unfurl from the lion’s putrid tongue

A crematory exultation of flickering wolf’s fur
Uncoils the ophidian tail of the vampyric Gandr
I arise cowled… lustrous as a raven’s wing
In tyrannous levitation on carpal bayonets of eisheth

What was and what shall be
The raven’s crown holds the key
To avow a noctulean breath of fire
The therian stream towards satan