Wardaemonic : Echoes Of Ageless Flames
Letras
1. VIGIL TENEBRAE PART I - THE PRECEPTS OF SALVATION
Through the eyes of the departed
I behold humanity’s ignorance
The profane search for salvation
Experience of enthroned abandonment
Into the timeless dusk
Cast away the mother of blasphemy
And clean the black clotted blood
From their slain and rotten wombs
Their filth blessed by shadows of death
Their demise purified by unholy winds of old
Their sins erased eternally
At the gates of damnation
Whence to behold the stars and splendour
Genesis of the tenebrae and the macabre
Satus damnation! haec verba audi
Of absolute primal emptiness
2. VIGIL TENEBRAE PART II - THRONES OF POSSESSION
He, who mantles the earth
And covers the shrines with dark
As fire burns with us
Forever enraged
He, whose avatars
Reveal the inexplicable events
The long endless aeons of barren desolation
Of a fallen and failed creation
In the black winds that enthral
I am the raven
The shades of perpetual antagonism
In the hands of timeless dissolution
Of absolute possession
I am the serpents entwined
As ashes once fallen
Within the forest deep
Nocturnal creatures
Bemoan the second death of souls
Within the flames
I am sin
Beyond the dormant hills
I am blasphemy
Amidst the silence of stones
I am beyond death
And hell and death were cast into the pool of fire
(Et infernus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis)
Thought of the precise moments
(The passing of denied ages)
And myriads of ineffable experience
Revealing the true human fear
The symbols of creation have faded
The search for forgiveness echo through vast corridors
Echoes that destroy innocence
That crush the will of worms
Drowning in waves of triune lies
From the silent iniquities
Into the eternal infamies
To find salvation through ecstasy
Through victory
Through blood and hate
3. VIGIL TENEBRAE PART III - FROM THE ANCIENT DEPTHS
From the ancient depths
Breathless he lies
And his unburied ghost
Deprived of funeral rite
Pollutes you host
Through winds of bliss
Beneath stained lands of timeless stones
This ground that bears no life
Embrace the ancient mist as endless lament
With silent resignation
Cursing the blinding light!
So far from the sun
And so deep in the earth
The ones with broken limbs scorns the dawn that will never Return
4. VIGIL TENEBRAE PART IV - DARK WATERS CONFINES
And so
The echoes scattered by winds
Disturbed the stillness of dark waters,
Asleep for a thousand years
As dusk veils the cold ancient lakes
And death in the realm of the serpent throne
Into a gathering of old
I walked among the dead stars
And the moon became blood
And I walked among the ashes
Of a ruined infinity
At the edge of dead winters
Shades of tormented sadness
Weeps the dying spirit
From their most inner depths
5. VIGIL TENEBRAE PART V - FRAGMENTS OF DISSOLUTION
Where shadows now lie
I stood and stared, the rest of which remained
Fragments of that great power
Of creation’s pride and arrogance
With dust I will go
To where time does not exist
To where night winds
Sunder the heaven, and bereave the light
Enthrone the eternal desolation of god
The profound abandonment
Of failure made flesh
Enmity endured for thousands of years
Remnants of hagridden dismay
With dust I will return!
Stars revered the ancient one
For thy work is now complete
And with thy blessing that cam upon us
I am no longer, awaiting darkness
6. ECHOES OF AGELESS FLAMES
As majestic nothingness
That reduced the stars to dust
Within the silence of death
Into the winds of desolation
Under the wandering moon
Beneath a pale, deathlike touch
Behold the onset of night
The upheaval of eternal darkness
Upheaval of eternal darkness
Within chaos I am
Profanity with dark wings
Black skies will darken
Six moons and the fallen shall rise
From ages left dormant
Cry out the names of the ancient
Whisperings from the woods
As the crimson sun summons ash and fire from the skies
Burnt offerings to the land hearken the howls of despair
As the third moon falls
And touches the depths of umbra
Prophecy of ruined age and doom
Alone, silences the world
Ancient fire
Painting the heavens the colour of flames
Silently behold
Icons vomiting fire
I crafted the sins of mankind
When memories slept in black dust
Dust I used to breathe
Now consumed by echoes of ageless flames
7. THE INCARNATE ETHREAL OF NINE
I call forth the winds
The cold from beneath the stones
I hear the whispers of a dead age
As the trees sway to the mountains moan
I summon the dark
As dawn fades
Midnights slumber
My dwelling among dead trees
The soil of my eternal rest
Feel my rotten stench on the breeze
8. AEONS OF PERDITION
Cold chill rises as the sun sinks beneath the waves
Long over tones of drone no angel’s dance above me
In vein I reach to find no save
Just bleak reach beyond the dark endless sea
As I gaze out towards the colossal
Not a sound no whisper heard far or near
Tempest roars crash with thundering of waves
Silence was stirred by the flight of fear
From my peripheral the raven flew again
To the land sung in tongues song
Of a man who claims to be sane
I name the wind with my word craft
To the sway of trees all deeds are done
I listen to the moans of the voice of the dark
I follow blindly to find I’m the lark
Cold chill winds blow endless upon these shores
To find I have gazed deep into time and space
These pages blank covered with sores
Pages flicker in the wind in such beauty and grace
No more shall I read
9. VEILS OF WINTER MYSTICISM
Winter winds
Stir the quiescent fog
To rise without a sound
And my quintessential breath
Summoned to the earth
A distant memory of the end...
10. PATHS TO SILENCE
Solemn, absent eyes
Lifeless, gazes of old
Howling suns of dawn
Take and embrace thy soul
The cold funeral winds
Will not return
They have claimed life’s blood
Taken to paths of silence
And the holocaust flames
Rising from the depths
Now unfurl their malignant wings
For the inner ash and dust cloud my dark crystal eyes
And my hands
Stained with earth and blood
Winter harvest brought only damnation
To the ones that have cried to the wind
Cried with their withered voices
Tales of forgotten days
Lifeless echoes through dead winter’s fields
On death's wings I soar across the gravelands
Aghast in the paths to silence
Witnessing immortality cease
Darkest aeons passed
Through mysterious arts
Winter harvest brought only damnation
To the ones that cried to the wind
And the wind cried back
11. SUMMONING OF THE MUSE (DEAD CAN DANCE COVER)
(Instrumental)
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