Ancient Ceremony Synagoga Diabolica 1. Synagoga Diabolica [instrumental] 2. Forbidden Fruit Sapientia I am the Serpent that brought Knowledge to Mankind The Fountain of Thy conscious Divinity Deepest Temptation of all Times granted these Fruits of Wisdom I - the Bringer of darkened Arts, born to spread Illumination A Creature with burning Heart, bearing in my essential Spirit the Flame of Perpetuality Pass the Gate and follow me into the Realm of Pride and Glory Thy Eyes there may Witness hidden Treasures of gleaming Stars Promethean Ritual celebrated The Sword of Flames now burns in everlasting Sin Sinister Seduction of the Cherubim Listen! Their Harps play Symphonies composed in Strength and Wilt I kiss Sapientia's bleeding Breasts and taste Her forbidden Fruit We now unite in the divine Lust of secret Intercourse "Thou shall be Gods! Be embraced, oh my children, my beloved Breed Sing with me this blackened Aria to smash Devotion spread by Those holy and weak!" 3. Soul Darwinism "Who loves the Truth hates God!" Thus whispered to me Powers, in Darkness bound and fed by Sin Gloria in Profunditas Whilst I rode on Diamond Wings through the Pantheon of Dreams Oh Magic these Halls of Eternity know to tell about Bathe me in Wisdom and unknown Pleasures of Ecstasies unveiled Hyperion's Daughter again has sent Her Beams whilst - drunken of Wrath - Samael descends from Heavens kissed with Black Lips "Praise my hidden Names, Seeker of the Truth Wilt is Virtue whilst Weakness means Expiration Deny the Fools, stamp them into Dust Absurdity of their Religions means spiritual Suicide Crown Thy Soul victorious in ambitious Aim against their God's Altar!" Darwinism of the Souls Only the Strongest (Souls) shall survive "The Essence of Knowledge is the Spirit" 4. Choir Of Immortal Queens Trapped in this Wood full of Fog Raven leads me away arriving at the abandoned Place, an Altar, wonderful Ornaments Flowers of all Colours and Beauties in Centre the Statue of a Black Goat A Number of Women counting three times four, twelve Holding all at their Hands, nude, one with Nature Dancing round the Altar, whilst they sing: "Eko Eko Asarak Eko Eko Somelak Eko Eko Gananas Eko Eko Arada" I feel as the Power floats through their Bodies Raven tells me: Witchcraft - black, white - to be Immortal! 5. Deorum Contemptor Satanic Bible In this arid Wilderness of Steel and Stone I raise up my Voice that you may hear. To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a Sign proclaiming: Death to the Weakling, Wealth to the Strong! Liber Al vel Legis Tear down that lying Spectre of the Centuries: Veil not your Vices in virtuous Words: Necronomicon (Ischtar-Tor) RABBMI LO-YAK ZI ISCHTARI KANPA! INNANA ZI AMMA KANPA! BI ZAMMA KANPA! (IA IA IA BE-YI RAZULUKI!) 6. Crowned Child Placed above the Stars for Infinity on a Throne of purest Gold I will breed a Child mightier than all Kings of the Earth Ashera give Birth to Him My Vanity and Thy Temptation as Key to a new Empire Lead me through my fiercest Dreams to Lands of Passion divine By me all Life is given and also shall expire Copulation under a bloodcrying Moon, Our Veins they seem to burst What deepest Lust burns in our Flesh No Water ever may quench this depraved Thirst, this strongest of all Fires, poison me, Queen of all Desires Arise, crowned Child, arise or forever be fallen! Lay Nations low under Spells of Pride In Delight Thou shalt slay all those weakened Souls praying with false Tongue Forged in Fires of Supremacy Thy Weapons cut their Swathe through all the Weak in Man Once fallen Stars stronger than ever ascend as we conquer the once promised Land Thou art Rex Iniquus, my Son of Revelation and Thy Spawn is destined to be the most superior Nation 7. Exodus, 10; 28 And the Pharaoh said unto Him: "Get Thee from me... see my Face no more! For in that Day Thou seest my Face again Thou shalt die!" 8. Creeping Death [Metallica] Slaves Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed To his every word, live in fear Faith Of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait Something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm Creeping to Death Now Let my people go, land of Goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood Running red and strong, down to Nile Plague Darkness three days long, hail to fire Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I Rule the midnite air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I Creep the steps and floor final darkness Blood Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass