1. FLESH PARIAH

Take this flesh, take this blood, take this life from me.
Take the pain, take this skin, rip the pleasure from my chest.

Nullified, black enclosure.
Our souls shall forever wail.
In a hellfurnace of lust.
We own the night.
Tortured by sin, torpor starved your life begins anew.

Take this flesh, take this vow, take this blood, take this life from me.
Take the pain, take this oath, take this skin, rip the pleasure from my chest.

Nullified, black enclosure.
My soul shall forever wail.
(redeem me)
In a hellfurnace of lust.
We own the night
(redeem me)
Tortured by sin, torpor starved your life begins anew.
(redeem me 2x)


2. AS THE HEAVENS BLEED SICKNESS

From the celestial canopy drips the putrid essence of hate.
All death is tainting in its path – diffused and scattered.
A grim reminder of the world’s suffering
causing a widespread devastation
Plague ridden figures to witness this toxic malady
The sun will be darkened and the moon will not give it’s light
The abominations of the earth will triumphantly rise
to overthrow the coming of thy kingdom of bones

A firmament of miasma disgorges black death
The heavens bleed as sickness seeps with pestilential woes
A sinister malady to pervade thy kingdom


3. ONLY COLD WINDS WILL CARRY MY NAME

Reflecting on the abomination - I have become - a faint whisper, a wanderer in the void, truly we know, truly we know.
But as I wither only cold winds will carry my name.
I have nothing to offer but unfathomable treason.
We speak in fire, a cry that sounds through the ages.
But only cold winds will carry my name

A thousand voices speak in unison, the march I took to die but not to repent.
Everything is in monologue of the martyr, oblivial structures shatter my perception.


4. LAPELLE DU VIDE

A call of nothingness, strides off through the shadows.
One world of black and grim, separates the dark from the light.
And death...and darkness

The staring abyss absorbs all light.
L'apell du vide

We light the furnace, eternal flame
Into the fire, into the pits.


5. DAMNATIO MEMORIAE DEI

Aslike the wolves gnarl upon the fleshripped bones of the weak.
I wish death and misery upon all of you and curse the heavens above your blind led heads and salt the earth you dare to step on - leaving nothing but mere dust - no imprints no marks

The blade to cut through the unholy truth from the rotten flesh of lies
Damnatio memoriae dei!


6. IMMATERIUM STORM

Aether, sea of souls, Empyrean of a thousand eyes.

Multifarious gazing, sole core of the primordial truth.
Where aeons pass in a blink of an eye.
Steadily waiting and lurking in formless wastes.
The great shadow, the great devourer, she who thirsts.

The great sea, where hope and terror echoes from this void space
of pure dark chaos.

Multifarious gazing, sole core of the primordial truth.
Where aeons pass in a blink of an eye.
Steadily waiting and lurking in formless wastes.
The great shadow, the great devourer, she who thirsts.

A thin veil - a formless incursion- the immaterium storm.
A thin veil - a demonic incursion - the immaterium storm.