Behexen
My Soul For His Glory
1. Let The Horror And Chaos Come
World of plagues
Nest of disgusting filth
To be taken to ruin and damnation
All created must be raped
Into the night we whisper a prayer
A black spell full of hate
full of horror and chaos
World will perish in flames
Piece by piece your world will collapse
filling with emptiness
Slipping to the end of your poor life
Slowly but certainly
When the priests rape your children
and fathers kill their families
We stand behind you in the shadow of our Lord
breathing your agony
Let the horror and chaos come
Let it flow freely through me,
like a black rapid stream
full of your immense hatred
2. Born In The Serpent Of The Abyss
Born in Thee, in Thy name
In the serpent of the abyss,
in the spirit of chaos
Cursed before my birth
God isn't watching his image in me,
he couldn't recognise me as one of his kind
In my anger I have closed my heart,
and taken the poison of the serpent
Through lambs blood in to darkness
as a son and a daughter of the Abriman
Show me your way, and I'll walk to the end,
as his spirit, as his voice....
The serpent of the abyss...
My open wounds are bleeding for you, My Lord
The chalice of devotion will have a new content
And at the altar of the morningstar, I drink deep
3. Demonic Fleshtemple
Called to the night in the past
Drawn from the depths,
from the sea of faceless beings
The shadow from the darkest realm
Spirit of oblivion
Seized the careless man
In the deepest pit of the soul
feasting and holding its nest
Obscure force of evil
Inhaling my life
like a black aurrole around me
aspiring my soul
Astral entity,...will not return
to the place of darkness
whence it came in that night
when the moon was so mystical
I stare into the mirror
and I see you right in front of me
You are watching back at me
from the demonic fleshtemple
through the fiery eyes
The unclean spirit of evil...
4. O.O.O.
[Insturmental]
5. Cathedral Of The Ultimate Void
Oh, our God Satan
The blackflight of our lives and the all:seeing eye
highest being of the shadow realms
hear, and receive my prayer
Lucifer! The fallen star of the cosmos
Burn away my vanity
Make me pure for you,
as a golden bowl of your spirit
here in the cathedral of the victorious angel
In the black vaults of your temple
With prayers I light the incense
In front of your immense void
Give me your flame
so I can burn as a torch for your glory
for the devotion smouldering in me is great
love that will never die
The path of dedication...
to the infinite emptiness
Lucifer! The fallen star of the cosmos
Burn away my vanity
Make me pure for you,
as a golden bowl of your spirit
here in the cathedral of the victorious angel
In the black vaults of your temple
With prayers I light the incense
In front of your immense void...
6. My Soul For His Glory
I believe in the one clandestine
and the unspeakable Lord,
and in the star amongst stars,
of which black flame
we all have been created,
and in to where we all will return.
The secret of secrets in his name, Lucifer!
I believe in the one convenant
of the darkness, light, life and death.
In the temple of the black star,
and in its mysteries.
And I believe in the sepent,
the poisoner of the lion, in his name, Satan...
The hands squeezed in to the prayer of devotion,
The wind directed in to the black triangle,
The mystery of the matter.
With ceverence I kneel...
my soul for his victory...
A father of man, bring your bright torch for us,
and fill our temple with your infinite wisdom.
Guide us to you, in to the dark walls of the cosmos
Away from life, away from light, under your wings...
7. And All Believers Shall Be Damned
Far from these lands
Where gods mercy dosen't reach
where the of the jew shepherd have forgotten
cremated in the flame of hatred
There the love for Adams children
ceased to exist and withered away
The shadow has build his kingdom
and a new black God risen to his glory
We are the black arrow
poisoned by the snake
aimed at holy dove
from the bow of the fallen angel
The ritual of cursing life
we drink the rotten blood,
from the skull of gods creation
with death of believers of Christ in our minds
In the stench of the dead rats
Your burning piety cooled
Your belief is faltering
and once you denial your god...
We are the black arrow
poisoned by the snake
aimed at holy dove
from the bow of the fallen angel
8. My Stigmas Bleeding Black
Ave, salus infirmorum, miserere nobis!
The wounds of the suffering are open
My stigmas bleeding black
Wounds from the five blades,
of the inverted star
The Devils black vomit
flowing from the wounds
The hammer of Satan
has struck me by its brute strength
Master! Guide my hands to your deeds
terrifying cruelities
for I am your spear
and I am your born
The sacred light of Lucifer
Burns my skin in blisters
Boil my flesh in your hatred
Let your spirit live free in me
Black and stabbing chains
from the pentagram to my limbs
through the wounds of devotion
towards the evil destiny
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