Behemoth Evangelion 1. Daimonos 2. Shemaforash 3. Ov Fire And The Void 4. Transmigrating Beyond Realms Ov Amenti 5. He Who Breeds Pestilence 6. The Seed Ov I 7. Alas, Lord Is Upon Me 8. Defiling Morality Ov Black God 9. Lucifer 1. Daimonos [Music and lyrics by Nergal] "We must never be afraid to go too far, for truth lies beyond." [Marcel Proust] Honour me! Chaldean priests Bow to me, in adoration Evangelize Prophets ov the boundless joy Sanctify the sin ov indulgence We worship the sun We worship the moon Spreading like rats Exalted above the stars ov god All hail slain and risen god! All hail Dionysus! "Come, blessed Dionysius, various nam'd, bull-fac'd Begot from Thunder, Bacchus fam'd Bassarian God, of universal might Whom swords, and blood, and sacred rage delight" War be sustained! My godless phoenix rise Ne'er to lifeless shall I submit Offering solely the sword not peace Mercy and cowardice extinct within We worship the sun We worship the moon Spreading like rats Exalted above the stars ov god All hail slain and risen god! All hail Dionysus! 2. Shemaforash [Music and lyrics by Nergal] "What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born." [Jean Genet] Consumed by tongues ov fire Burning like Phlegethon Holy gardens reduced to ash Extinguishing light ov hope Bringing the end ov the days Words ov my gospel scattered Sacrilegious scorn spat in pale creeds Thin is the line between pure being and pure nothing My sole companion Woe to Thee! At my command: Let the blood ov the infants flood the streets ov Bethlehem! O ye ov little faith With ethics rotten in a moral cage Dead meat thrown down to the worms To feed religious tumor Corrupting marrow ov repugnant swirl At my command: Let the blood ov the infants flood the streets ov Bethlehem! At my command: Let the heads ov Samaritan pave my ways! Shemhamforash!!! 3. Ov Fire And The Void [Music and lyrics by Nergal] "The divine is God's concern; the human, man's. My concern is neither the divine nor the human, not the true, good, just, free, etc., but solely what is mine, and it is not a general one, but is -- unique, as I am unique. Nothing is more to me than myself!" [Max Stirner] I the Sun ov man The offspring ov the stellar race My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth That I may bring balance to this world I son ov perdition From sheer nothingness transgressed Unto the highest self -- to utmost freedom To explore the starry nature ov my rage I pulse ov existence The law ov nature undenied I hold the torch ov Heraclitus So I can shake the earth and move the suns I divine Iconoclast Injecting chaos into my veins With life accepted With pain resurrected Is the embrace ov god in man profound The joy ov a dawn The ecstasy ov dusk Nourished have I this karmic flow Where great above meets great below Let it be written! Let it be done! Scattered I walk towards the fractured light 4. Transmigrating Beyond Realms Ov Amenti [Music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz] "Paint me as a dead soul ... The flesh, the image, the reflection Let's complete the illusion" [John Balance] There is a flame untamed Deep in my heart Unyielding, pure Ain Soph 'tis measureless Our right divine: Aspire to all horizons To seek nature ov things Retreat within yourself To find the primal breath Slaves ov the dead gods Martyrs ov the falsehood Your life is death now Engulfed by the wake ov a million years Welcome to Amenti To perceive means to know To possess means to deny In the catacombs ov life Concealed within deaths vaults Pure vibration lies Nitya-samsarins Travel to the house ov empty words Am-Heh! devour their hearts! Slaves ov the dead gods Martyrs ov the falsehood Your life is death now Engulfed by the wake ov a million years Welcome to Amenti Jerusalem is falling! Falling! falling! Jerusalem is falling! Yerushalaim nehereset! 5. He Who Breeds Pestilence [Music and lyrics by Nergal] "God is absence. God is the solitude of man." [Jean-Paul Sartre] Inflict the seed ov Eve upon me The heritage ov Cain can't be undone 'tis my rejection! 'tis my denial! That stirs with repulsive mortifications They attempted to deprive me from my odium ov chaos They threw my wretched body into rivers ov purgatory For such is a consequence ov my angelic nature Abortion ov god in my leprous womb Soiled with the miasma ov the bleakest hemisphere The formless fires ov Amenti unfold Not nearly as frenzy as discordia that breeds within Not nearly as frenzy as disorder that I bring Universe is drained So is my heart... ...this earth grew weary and dull Is it the renaissance ov my rigid existence? Is there a future for me beyond the stars? I drink to desolation I drink to your demise Monarch ov neglected kingdom Oh great despiser ov life Et credo in serpentem Misterium mysteriorum In nomen eius Baphomet Hearken! my Ophities Consume the flesh and drink the blood Obtain communion with utmost disgrace Reject the benefits ov eucharist Disdain the lie! Let you senses sharpen Let your eyes see in the boundless dark Resist not radiant light Be like comets slashing through the vast skies Be like ravening wolves Unchaining hearts Now drink to desolation Drink to god's demise Monarch ov neglected kingdom Oh great despiser ov life O leo et o serpens Qui perditor perdes Sis valens nobiscum 6. The Seed Ov I [Music by Nergal; lyrics by Nergal and Krzysztof Azarewicz] From the top ov the highest mountain Prior to descent, my fall for Thee My weapon is silence I, bringer ov light to burn this goddamn Eden down! Behold! I rise from primal silence As a storm crushing dismal shores ov Acheron My weapon is violence From the mud ov the earth Back to the womb ov Babalon! Sink in the stream ov woe Acheron! Rise above the eyes ov god Necromanteion! I am the oracle I am the grace ov god I am the stream ov woe I am wrath from above From Neptunian realm arisen Babylon the great I praised With the voice ov silence I called the genii ov the heights and depths I came down as raging Mars As volcanic fire god Totality and I are one In the absence ov light Infinite I shall become Sink in the stream ov woe Acheron! Rise above the eyes ov god Necromanteion! 7. Alas, Lord Is Upon Me [Music and lyrics by Nergal] "Let them hate me, so that they will but fear me." [Caligula] "Those enemies of mine who did not want me to be king over them Bring them here and kill them in front of me" [Jesus, (Luke 19:27)] Behold! As Rome burns so do I... 'tis not the last empire to crumble I bore witness to rise and fall ov tribes ov Adonai And fallen short ov a glory ov god Lord ov hosts Whore ov salvation Tear the skies as you spread your legs Vomit forth upon my head All afflictions and abominations known to man 8. Defiling Morality Ov Black God [Music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz and Nergal] "I am God, and all other gods are my imagery. I gave birth to myself. I am millions of forms excreating; eternal; and nothing exists except through me; yet I am not them - they serve me." [Austin Osman Spare] Grant me profane kiss Oh Isis mother ov all Thy lips like morphine Teasing my slumbering heart Release me! This cosmos is way to small Come down on earth, evangelize! Ravishing muse Abduct my spirit And bury my will In spacious beyond That human thought can never reach Alight upon the earth And consecrate my engines ov life! And so I chant that triumph ov might Trampling kingdoms ov conscience I, the archangel ov wrath With one word, the unholy sword I overmastered every image ov god I come in splendor and golden glory Seeking war trophies And sacred spoils To purify this heart ov mine To cast away rotten rood Defile morality ov the blind god Defiling morality ov black god 9. Lucifer [Music by Nergal; poem by Tadeusz Micinski] "I love you! I love you more than Jesus!" [Lucifer, The Prophecy] Jam ciemny jest wsród wichrów plomien bozy, Lecacy z jekiem w dal -- jak gluchy dzwon pólnocy -- Ja w mrokach gór zapalam czerwien zorzy Iskra mych bólów, gwiazda mej bezmocy. Ja komet król -- a duch sie we mnie wichrzy Jak pyl pustyni w zwiewna piramide -- Ja piorun burz -- a od grobowca cichszy Mogil swych kryje trupiosc i ochyde. Ja -- otchlan tecz -- a plakalbym nad soba Jak zimny wiatr na zwiedlych stawu trzcinach -- Jam blysk wulkanów -- a w blotnych nizinach Ide, jak pogrzeb, z nuda i zaloba. Na harfach morze gra -- klebi sie rajów pozoga -- I slonce -- mój wróg slonce! wzchodzi wielbiac Boga.