ENOCHIAN CRESCENT Omega Telocvovim (1999) 1. Oceanus On The Dry Land 2. Abaiuonin 3. Transversary 4. 'Tis The Sound Of Tempest That Drowns Us Out 5. Ye Crystall Sphears 6. Igne Natura Renovatur Integra 7. Vakisinkastettu 8. De Siatris Od Teloch 9. Grey Skin 1. Oceanus On The Dry Land Churning becomes the seas and oceans Reverence to a most soverign frown And to a swelling pulse That tears the empires down Circumstances Pen the notes for chaos' dances And weave destruction's gown Blackguard this art of war Stranded, but standing proud Daring to blaspheme so loud An effigy of pain - this scorn springs from afar K¤tken maan kasvot vesiini Kuin kuolleena k¤velen En koskaan hautaan ehdi Puhun suilla vainajien Kun henget huutaa Huulet mustaa vuotaa Vahvaa verta riivattujen Vain hukkuneilla on valtaa Tukehtua voi kuivalla maalla Tavalla henki karkaa, olevaisuudesta pois taivaltaa Raise your arms up Mouldy claws towards silent air A deep green army Malign entourage with an empty, black stare Antiphonal response A bellowing trance Rousing them from a hideous lair Wroth, braying and writhing about I am breeding thunder The dry land will drown under My perilous kin - acolytes most devout Arvet syv¤t kuin valtameri Enemp¤¤ vuotaa voi en Olen t¤ynna sieluja Kuolaan pois veden ja veren Ja henget huutaa Mustan lihan tulvaa Kuoro turvonneiden S¤est¤¤ sielunsyænnin humalaa En kovan maan p¤¤ll¤ Enk¤ vihatulla j¤¤ll¤ Ole oceanus - harhainen jumala 2. Abaiuonin Him that is fallen, the physical sun Progenitor of the devil, serpent of time Adjustment at the will in Teloah we are alive And in darkness enabled to being-becoming the one Death, the final release The dragon spreads his wings Telocvovim Death, the friend with loving arms And claws to rend this world apart Telocvovim A cycle of cycles, always alone Yet never lonely, at the bed of a harlot Tiphereth, Saturnus, whom aeons begot Another time a stranger, let him be known Death, the final release The draongs spreads his wings Telocvovim Death, the friend with loving arms And claws to rend this world apart Telocvovim It was you who heard the Seraphim sing While I rode the sharpest banshee sting A toll of hellish might But whose is the nobler power to clain? The one light-hearted or of the darkest fame Alas, for both are but pawns in a cosmic game Regardless of the aim of their flight A luminous spear brought new light into my blinded eyes He lives in all of you 686, 1409, 1345,266 Death, the final release The draongs spreads his wings Telocvovim Death, the friend with loving arms And claws to rend this world apart Telocvovim 3. Transversary Cryptic lore of the Black Crosse As transversary called by Dee Sinister with latent horror After the sixteen next the gate The Evil Angels Minsters and Servants The Trumpeters of Great Vision EAST - Sickness and Death SOUTH - Coining and Gambling NORTH - Changes of Form WEST - Evil use of the Elements Transformation of the world Through inverted names of a god Apocalypse will be revived We sing the songs of silver blades The Evil Angels Minsters and Servants The Trumpeters of Great Vision EAST - Sickness and Death SOUTH - Coining and Gambling NORTH - Changes of Form WEST - Evil use of the Elements The questions that went unanswered For Kelley and John Dee Are now dawning upon us Secrets of the Transversary Azdra, Xannu, Oclao, Caolo Malap, Ndnos, Bbemo, Auabo Iaola, Zipli, Apata, Mfzrn Tiiio, Zibra, Daalo, Adois The questions that went unanswered For Kelley and John Dee Are now dawning upon us Secrets of the Transversary Cryptic lore of the Black Crosse As transversary called by Dee Sinister with latent horror After the sixteen next the gate 4. 'Tis The Sound Of Tempest That Drowns Us Out Raged and burned Longer than the stars in the sky The Fiend shall conquer Turn away your heads Blackened and shattered Terrible and sublime Man is the source Of his own downfall Splintered rock, Rise of the hurricane Break the bonds, Blood-lies of humanity Ride the Fiend, Sun-souled and soaring upwards There is no tomorrow, Just a burning tomb The madness has black eyes And flaming hair, wears a smile His kingdom, incandescent Brimstone and charcoal skies Mankind, its plucked out eyes And Rotten mouth, wears a frown Its kingdom, a whispering wind Mild breeze on the brow of the dead 'Tis the sound of the tempest That drowns us out A cremation ground Ensnared and murdered by flames The protruding tongues Lick the smouldering flesh World is burning Afire and churning Alloces' alluring funeral fire Fure, the sound of the tempest The cry of the tempted Drown us out 5. Ye Crystall Sphears There are skryers Seers of the ways of wyrd Who face the damned spirits And the Hellish vaults below Spirits come, they come, came in numbers yesteryear Will come and shall forevermore When the Equinox arrives and the symbols are in place Unbound the corporeal knots and wait Wait until the vision is focused And channel through what needs to be writ Spirits come, they come, came in numbers yesteryear Will come and shall forevermore The deception of daemons, multitudes of angels, Noble seniors, undreamed apparitions And cryptic sights, even unknown landscapes Must the skryer pour unto our plane There lies hunger in thy house Spiritual thirst in the world The magician gathers his own Be it material or ethereal harvest "O'er the night-time winds which howl O'er the darkened roar Comes the whisper calling me Enticing me to more" - Ceridwen 6. Igne Natura Renovatur Integra We must burn to ashes To rise again With a threefold glory Prepare yourself For the unhallowed day When our souls are fit to climb And the fools are left behind Unheeded Overwhelming shadows Massive unearthly bodies Of their weight Hot smoke burns the tongue And sets the lungs aflame The fury of the tempest Will beat the false pride out of you A predetermined course Is upon you The inescapable finale Disciple yourself The sightless one When desire to live will So abnormal seem still Yea, transmutation Bow down your head That ignored premonitions, forewarnings Save your tears Because your tears won't save you Be utterly ruined Creation of silence Igne Natura Renovatur Integra 7. Vakisinkastettu V¤kisinkastettu On vihastaan veist¤nyt nyrkin Vieraista valheista koostetun Ristin kiesus Ja mustakaapujen lauma Kiroten heitet¤¤n Kuolemaan ulos pakkaseen J¤rven j¤¤ll¤ kirves soi Ter¤s lauloi ja verta joi V¤kisinkastettu On lihastaan poistanut myrkyn Betlehemin saastan Korppikotkien hylkiman haaskan Raadon læyhk¤ Ja pastorin likaiset valheet Hurmeella huuhdotaan Silm¤, Perkele, silm¤st¤!!! J¤rven j¤¤ll¤ kirves soi Ter¤s lauloi ja verta joi Heramme saatanan nimeen Kastan itseni uudelleen Tuhansien Kristittyjen verell¤ Pesen itseni puhtaaksi M¤t¤nev¤n Kristuksen læyhk¤st¤ Syleile minua kylmyydell¤si ja Lohduttomuudellasi Oi pimeyden musta valtias, olen orjasi Raiskaa minut vihallasi ja raivollasi Oi herramme Saatana, olen huorasi V¤kisinkastettu On vihastaan siitt¤nyt koston Tuonelle vihityn Totuuden voimalla siunatun Juutalaishuora Ja Kristitty lammaslauma Hurraten mestataan Ja Suomi takaisin lunastetaan J¤rven j¤¤ll¤ masturboin Ja pyh¤n miehen verta join J¤rven j¤¤ll¤ masturboin Ja kuolleen Kristittyn verta join 8. De Siatris Od Teloch Come bringers of sickness and death Ogiodi, Iopgna, Atoglo and Rmlaon I invoke thee evil angels Come forth to vomit thy grief Gah iad oi as momar Spread thy (leathery) wings over the stars For I summon thee with blood And by the power of the black Craa Gah de teloch od qting Evil angels weltering in sin Come and spread thy vile semen From thy loins to mortal wombs Butmoni parm zumvi cnila Vohim ol gizyax ...De siatris od teloch ...Of venomous evil beings ...Of bitches' labor screams ...De siatris od teloch From the unclean mortal wombs Rise the cities of tombs ...De siatris od teloch ...Of venomous evil beings 9. Grey Skin Do you dare to join the choir Of opened skin and weeping flesh Dare you take this sharp key And penetrate the carnal wall What treasures will it reveal? Perhaps a hidden truth beneath... This drooling call attracts the one Made of shadows and grey skin Dare you open the jaws And look into the red Open the gates of skin And see the horde within Dare you listen their weeping (Those red tears dropping) The silent moans from their mouths And the flowing sighs... Dare you take this path For it's made of bleeding And of suffering and screams ...Although it's all rewarding I dare to tread there Where the unfanged jaws drool Bitter phlegm to amuse The horde of shadows... ...And grey skin