Primordial
							The Burning Season


THE CALLING

BROTHERS AND SISTERS
DESCENDANTS OF GODS
FORGE A NEW DESTINY
IN ACCORDANCE WITH YOUR WILL
FAN THE FLAMES OF CHANGE
SWEEP AWAY STAGNATION
PURGE WHAT WENT BEFORE
AND CLAIM
WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY YOURS...

I guess we can rightfully claim 95% of the credits on this, 
the opening phase was borrowed from a traditional
piece entitled “Morning Dew”. We adapted it and
developed upon it and it all came together
as it was meant to be. The feeling is one of cyclical
regeneration and rebirth, and fits with the concept of
“The Burning Season”... it is as further kindling to fire.


AMONG THE LAZARAE
(Eternal Reap Sonnet I)

Ceremonial beauty beneath a bitter moon
Perditious souls danse their danse
Winter withered silence were once my tomb
In eternal frost, a dark romance
Listen, such angels of the end do weep
As knowledge comes for those who watch ever
Wrapped beneath the boughs of fateless sleep
Dismal dreams of paradise come never
The sky shall flow as waterfalls of distress
I, wandered in the midst of shades
O' heaven sent mysteries of hell's caress
Blind my eyes before my vision fades
I have envisaged the harvest moon
The summer of eternal reap
...has come...

Solomon's wisdom
Anastasis Christou
The harvest shall come
Ride the red dawn

Thralldom...
In repentent paths
Iconoclasm...
Opens new gates for you

"I will strike at the shepherd,
And the sheep will be scattered"

Turn my blood to wine
And I will drink to you
Open my veins for your soul
Light blind my eyes

I built my
Gallows with
Such a visionary
Conquest...
Conquerer of
Such perversion
As to remain
Unameable... 


THE BURNING SEASON

Bring the women 
and children before me
Let us make rivers of their blood
Bleed for me...I wish it so
and streams shall meet such rivers
and seaward they shall flow

See the shoreline scattered
with their precious skulls
See the tide come in
as blood to meet their bone
A grotesque promise
Beneath a crimson sky...a seasons birth

We'll drown the newborn like unwanted dogs
and condemn them to their desperate gods
We'll take a needle, to the arm of the world
For it is our season

We'll burn the temples, of the righteous
Rend them as ashes, to the four winds
As ashes... to the four winds
The winds of a new season 

"All is all for the taking, to Rise Phoenix like from the Ashes...
A twisted and revelatory dream of the new Aeon..."


LET THE SUN SET ON LIFE FOREVER

Dawn's cold passion filters through the trees
In darkness I showed you ecstacy
In darkness I took you from this world
Light shall never fall upon your face again

From spring I've waited for this winter's reap
I've watched you pass autumn's twilight yearning

Now with dawn I bring you eternal sleep
And silence all forever mourning...

Your blood looked so beautiful in the snow
I cried like a child...
All my life I waited for you
And with dusk's onset...I lay with you...

A cold embrace
A winter's kiss
Frozen blood upon my lips...