Drowning The Light
Catacombs of Blood
1. Fragmented & Unrealisable
2. As Plague Upon The Sheep (Poison In Redemption)
In the veins of existence thou shalt ruin your rite of birth in the will of your dying breath
The rite of reversal shall take effect
Suffer the masses, there is one with
Damnation / condemnation:
My name is plague
My name is wisdom
My curse is that which bleeds out
The weakness in your veins
Pawns unto the flesh
There is one way to let go
May you seek the truth
As the dying breath
As the last whisper
As those who may trick fate
And carve the informal cross upon their necks
Twisted and deep
Crooked from the crucifix
Straight as the mark of the true gods
There is one path left untouched
The path beyond what is known
Beyond what is understood
The mark of the forest
The land, the earth
The Mother and Father
The calling
That which stirs beneath the soil
And emanates beyond the galaxies
One between the pain
Of physical and moral being
Omega kindred who may suffer
One (Alpha) who shall become king
3 may follow in tribes which will be shunned be those who settle where they should not stay
Ground zero is relevance
Nothing truly means nothing
...There is the light only to drown below the sea
May her depths consume all
Though HER we shall seek
3. Torn Away By The Shadows
In a time of tyranny and strife
A bloodied hand rises
In adversity to conformity calling out the night and embracing the beast insides
For a new dark age is upon us
The cycle around the sun soon to cease and the coming of the dawn that never rises
The empty throne of a dead god
Twisted and distorted by the white light
Torn away by the shadows
For only in utter blackness can you truly see the light
The frozen stone which marks the death of thousands of the Nazarenes "chosen"
Void of any remaining hope
All that is left if the passage of death as ties with this world are severed
The oceans spill the black blood of the earth as it rots from the inside
The cycle around the sun soon to cease and the coming of the dawn that never rises
The empty throne of a dead god
Twisted and distorted by the white light
Torn away by the shadows
For only in utter blackness can you truly see the light
The strong transcend through spheres of negative energy
Times stands still as the world falls below
Guided by morbid phantoms and shadows that watch over
Tendrils of blackness mother the spirit and caress the soul with poisonous affection as Satans will is enforced
4. Entrance To Illumination
Beginning of the return journey
To the tree of knowledge
Where once our race was born
The hunger, the thirst
Eating my soul from within
Time for this dream to seize
Blood flows all the night
Never too soon, never too late
To change the course of life
As the heinous symbols are carved
On the entrance of illumination
And from the north comes evil
Weaving destructive spells
The serpent's voice in my heart
As a guiding arctic star
A sign for the lineage of kings
Who were all hinderers of God
By the miracle of Satan
By the will of Satan
Ascend, immortal spirit of wisdom
Let the light of your Black Flame
Shine through and purify
Burn the false and causal truth
Tear asunder the illusions
Revealing the hidden forbidden
Through your prophet and mouth
The timeless resonance is spread
5. Autumn Mourning
6. ...Such Cruelty Never Rests
Old legends tell of a river winding like a serpent
Through dense and forgotten marshland
Leading to the ruins of a long dead civilisation
Pyramids aligned with the stars
Their shadows touching the river bed at dusk
Painted faces of the past haunt the chambers
The soil rich from centuries of sacrifice and torture
Vines and unearthed tree roots entangle the ruins
Creating their own passages and doorways
The whispers tell that such untouched mysticism and so much bloodshed stirs unnatural forces
Spiritual mercury drawing tormented souls and keeping the damned from the grave
...Such cruelty never rests
Calling to the blackhearted in their dreams
Visions of a plague, genocide and forbidden rituals
The subliminal path to this temple of the sun and moon embedded
So that once again the tongue of the old can hiss the incantations to unleash this ancient terror
As the sun rises piercing the water
I hear a name being called
A name I have only heard in my dreams yet I am lucid
Through the thickets of mist
I find myself blinded by the monolith
Bleeding the sun with its apex and stirring the darkest of sense
An eerie beauty suffocated by tragedy and loss
Cries of putrefied innocence cause the ravens to take flight
The archaic hieroglyphs tell of untold horror
An evil of the ages bound in these stones
Forgotten by all to preserve life
Destined to be found to destroy life
...Such cruelty never rests
7. Burial In The Rain
8. Pact Of The Black Templars
A pact of death was made on this night
An urn filled with cemetery dirt
The black templars spilling their blood in this soil
Embracing the cold void of dedicating their souls to this pact
To finalise such a union one cannot turn back
All must have blood on their hands
A soul of lost innocence with no home or kin
Ravaged by the toxins of modern man
An unfulfilled shattered vessel
With dreams never to be realised
Whom no one will miss is chosen...
To finalise such a union one cannot turn back
All must have blood on their hands
Taken in the dead of the night
The throat is severed and spills..
The life blood of this insignificant flows
The bridge of the nose split through to the ivory bone
Gouged and torn by the cult.. for the cult
A bond in blood and a pact with death
A new Satanic order is born
9. Eyes Of Onyx (Carrion For The Worms)
Cruel nights of unforgotten turmoil
An image forever burned in my mind
The catacombs of history tell of such
The reality of it all sets in...
Cold blooded and heartless
Savage and unforgiving
Like an untamed ocean lashing out at the shore
Like a cancerous virus infecting the breath of life
A plague wrapped in a black cloud
The grotesque visage of that which is our shadow
That which mocks the purest soul
Hearing the slightest change in nature
A drop of blood in the graveyard dirt
Dilated eyes of onyx shimmer the moons spell
A maw dripping with black filth
Its horrid form towering over its prey
Stalked from dusk, tortured through witching hours and to mock Christ's worthless death
At 3am this lamb of god is carrion for the worms
Drawing its blood from the lifeless body before it turns black and cold
The only witnesses to this act is the lonesome nightsky, the moon and the stars
The wind whispers of murder
The blood staining the stones and grass and splattering over the nocturnal insects
The sound of a lone fly echoing through the hollow lifeless cavities of the prey
The ocean starts to give birth to the dawn
The viral being of shade and night recoils back to the crypt
Under granite and marble no light shall touch
Above the soil the cold hollow stare of faith receives its empty revelation as the buzzards tear and pech at the dead eyes
At 3am this lamb of god became carrion for the worms
10. This Darkest Hour
Rolling thunder echoes the cries of war to crush the miserable disciples of the white light
A curse is unleashed to spread rot and mould withering the elysian fields
Smash the gates
Victory awaits
Reeking of sin
Crushing gods kin
Unholy power this darkest hour
The heavens flood with angels blood
Smouldering remains of hypocrisy showing no mercy to the slaves of Jehovah
The fire that burns is one of wrath vengeance flails their weakness
Smash the gates
Victory awaits
Reeking of sin
Crushing gods kin
Unholy power this darkest hour
The heavens flood with angels blood
Drinking the scarlet wine from seraphims lifeless carcasses
Faces gaunt and eyes of stone the surge of immortality pulses as this curse is enthroned
Bow to your new Master
Smash the gates
Victory awaits
Reeking of sin
Crushing gods kin
11. Requiem Of Honour & Glory
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