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[Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Lukasz Szurminski]
"The inevitable process of evolution,
climbing on to the higher levels of development
is today available only for the chosen.
This is a true fruit of Christian pestilence but also a reflection
of the eternal law of nature: the rulers need the mob".
Left hand vested in the symbol of Mars
Right hand vested in the symbol of Sun
Standing proud
We raise foreheads adorned with the symbol of Jupiter
The end of the Nazarene has come...
We evoke dominion
We bring this world to its knees
Dominating, masterful, self-assured
Invoking our wishes
Whirling in chaos
With yellow red and blue
We as chaos...
We evoke dominion
We as chaos assume control!
We as chaos, we rule our lives
We bring this world to its knees
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[Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Lukasz Szurminski]
I am soaring
Among the endless mountains
Grim winter, crystal sight
Place forgotten by the gods
Unknown for me
Towers, bridges, structures
Mirage conjured in rock
Mirage conjured in ice.
Dark shadow blights
Paths rambling to the sky
Everything laid in frost
Winds of loneliness and despair
Is all I heard here?
Abyss haunted by Demons
Whirling picture of the old race
Bestial landscapes
Sound of imminent decay
LyricsAmorphous creatures
From time before time
The sun is glimmering
Caves dwelled during chaos time
Dangerous screams and whispers
The signs of the upcoming fate
The frozen ones...but alive
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[Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Lukasz Szurminski]
"Our world is sick, our world is dying. All brave, honourable and dedicated
to themselves men are the past now...but the flame of a wanderer,
a seeker, a creator is till burning in a few hearts.
This is our and hope of all mankind".
Enraged demons, chaos in my soul
Destruction, cauldron of thoughts
I embrace eternal cycle
In an endless struggle
I snap all the enemies
Ripping asunder their souls
Courage, gift of the ancestors
And privilege of gods
Powerful, creative, joyous and free !!!
Lucifer rising up to the sky
The bearer of light
Ea - Lord of the Deep
LyricsWho gives wisdom and might
Odin, the sage of the tree of life
One-eyed god
Symbols of sacred heritage
From our past
I am shedding skin like a snake
I am slithering through the Abyss
Mind charred by invincibility
Lycanthropic instinct
Berserker's soul
Expanding kingdom of self-realisation
I desolate the world of morality
Rise up the banner of hate
And leave the followers of Christ
Obdurate for moans
Of the crucified ones
Smash the face of God
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I was born in a dark winter night
Thunder and lightning greeted me
Now it's time to begin to fight
Kingdom of heaven; I can't see...
My home is the bloody Hell
The place where Satan rules
The world is now like a big shell
The fire of hell will destruct you fools
I can never trust the virgin preacher
I don't believe in Jesus Christ
It's all right cuz' Satan is my teacher
Hidden them when we arise
I command and you get down on your knees
We sacrifice infancy on Satan's order
Come taste blood, our living grease
Headless bodies found, one is your daughter...
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[Music & Lyric: Judas Priest]
Pounding the world
Like a battering ram
Forging the furnace
For the final grand slam
Chopping away at the source
Soon the course will be done
Leaving a trail of destruction
That's second to none
Hammering anvils
Screaming muscle and might
Shattering blows
Crashing brow beating fight
Fast devastating and
Desolating the curse
Blasting the cannons of
Truth through each man
LyricsOf this earth
Wielding the axe
Comes the one culmination
That's always seemed
Certain to bring down
The curtain on greed
Sifting the good from the bad
It's the age for the rage for the
Dogs which must fall to the just
And be free
Now grate for the vandals
Who trampled and sampled
Till this place's conditioned
Brought forth demolition to war
The slipping and sliding
Corrosive subsiding
That withered and vained
Till the world seemed all drained
Fills the bay
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[Music & Lyric: Mayhem]
Everything here is so old
Everything here is so dark
I remember it as from a dream
The corner at this time
Diabolical shapes floats by
Out from the dark
I remember it was here I died
By following freezing moon
It's night again
Night, You beautiful
I'll please my hunger of living humans
Night of hunger
Follow it's call
Follow the freezing moon
Darkness is growing
The eternity opens the cemetery lights up again
As in ancient times fallen souls
Die behind my steps
By following the freezing moon
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A man chosen to trace down a god
In the world between two houses
The Cycle unwinds so slowly
The middle worlds laid to waste
The Things that cries in the night
Defeated by the prince who was a thousand
All gods could not withhold the nameless
The terror that lurks outside
Creatures of light and darkness
Are born in great numbers
Creatures of light and darkness
My die and rise again
For the want of control
They can set all worlds afire
The hammer that smashes suns
Its work cannot be undone
Horus hermes trismagistos
LyricsThe calls of the universal panthenon
Realities fold and submerge
When gods combat against their own blood
On my lips the name of the god
Whose face no one remembers
Eternal feud of those of the unlight
Set the destoryer, the lord of chaos stomps down
Creatures of light and darkness
Are born in great numbers
Creatures of light and darkness
My die and rise again
They're creatures of light and darkness
They're creatures of light and darkness
They're creatures of light and darkness
They'll die but shall rise again
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[The person of Austin Osman Spare (1888-1956) is a splendid example of]
[misunderstood and forgotten genius. Deserving the fame of Beardsley, he is now]
[almost unknown outside the occult scene. Trained in ceremonial magic under A.]
[Crowley, he later created his own ZOS KIA CULTUS, which can be called "urban]
[shamanism". The famous sigilization, some Chaos Magick principles, etc. bear]
[his influence. Besides many breath-taking art pieces of painting he left]
[several books where the passion of Blake meets Nietzsche's harshness.]
I tasted the fever of Your existence
seems like cold grain to my mouth
I stand aside, I stay away
transmuting my quicksilver blood
KIA - that I may see
ZOS - that I may touch
insipid are the describing words
the self needs no vulgar praise
This worship has no supplications
my rite is to live and do
things naked, pure, of honest lust
Lyricsthe throbbing vortex feeds on it all
Sleep is the best of possible prayers
the winged eyes are blessed to see
downtrodden deception of every torment
transpierced hymens my lust adores
Many images yet one raw flesh
animal steps I love to tread
an ideal point where Time is Space
memory giant sores this journey must heal
Lady of Mourning and her monsters
lay down the scythes for here I come
joyful and priapic my baby soul
a new-born one, ten million years old
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[Musik: Piotr Wiwczarek]
[taken from "Litany" album - Japan version]
[Instrumental]
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[Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Pawel Frelik]
[taken from "Litany" album - Japan version]
"Set is perhaps the most mysterious god of the ancient Egyptian pantheon:
a lord of contradictions and conflicts,
a god at once saving the world and rejected as a traitor,
an incarnation of "Other" which, unlike all remaining Egyptian deities,
was not even given a recognisable animal face".
The red dunes are my home
Far away from the black Earth
I have to wait for the barbarians
To come and worship me again
Nightly I save you all from the serpent
Which stalks the world with no end
But you still kill me and castrate
Turning me into my victim
I am trampled by those whom I save
Despised down and up the river
LyricsThe double slayer, the isolator
Set, the lord of desert, is me
Riding the storms of sand so alien I am
You can't even give me the head
There would be no life and rebirth
Without my fratricide and fight with the bird
Yet, you break my statues
And spear them for a sign
Of ungodly displacement
And banishment to the edge of the night
I am trampled by those whom I save
Despised down and up the river
The double slayer, the isolator
Set, the lord of desert, is me
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