Nightbringer
Terra Damnata
1. As Wolves Amongst Ruins
We are as wolves amongst ruins!
Oh, ye sons of Apollo crowned
Whose final rays depart
Safeguard thy Father's embers
In the sanctum of thy heart
And stand unbent
Unbroken in storms untamed
And let the winds
Stir your embers to blazing flames!
We are as wolves amongst ruins!
Oh, ye sons of Apollo horned
Whose inferno now shines in the Hell
Bear witness to the end
An Aeon's death-knell
Our final jubilation
shall be in the tolling of its bell !
Morse Triumphalis
We who arise within our fall
Oh, ye sons of Apollo horned
Whose inferno now shines in the Hell
Bear witness to the end
An Aeon's death-knell
As wolves among ruins
As wrathful gods amongst decay
Before the gates in Hell
The sword of Justine bequeathed to slay as wolves among ruins
As revenants of Father's past
Hearts darkened with the light
A black sun doth cast
"who is worthly of the name of man ?"
Who does not want to be tested and
does not look for a dangerous task?
For the strong man inaction is torture.
There is only one sight able to command
the attention even of a god..." -Seneca
Stand unbent
Unbroken in stormns untamed
And let the winds
Stir your embers to blazing-flames!
We are as wolves amongst ruins!
A cycle ends
Yet we stand in the night depraved
To salute the dawn
While flling to our graves..
2. Misrule
By day seek the heights of the sun
And by midnight its abode in hell,
Where we are drunk upon the blood-wine
That spills from the grape wine
Of old Dionysus well
I behold self in the black of the moonless night,
Another death, another doom to foretell!
To old Baphomet
I proffer this life
Shedding blood and a dark soul to sell !
Misrule!
Misrule!
Oh , how wise is the fool
Of empty spaces
Barren places
The Devil's illumination
Misrule!
Misrule!
Oh how wise is the fool
Of empty spaces
Desolation
The Devil's exaltation
By Night we seek the sun in its nadir
And by day its glorious heights
As we glut upon the sacrament
Offered up by self-interment
Within the intellect of Old Night
I beseech the Other, my reflection,
My brother, another life,
Won through strife and the toll of Death's bell !
Before Persephone I ground all dismay
And make a paradise of the grandeur of hell !
Misrule!
Misrule!
Oh,how wise is the fool
Of empty spaces
Barren places
The Devil's illumination
Misrule!
Misrule!
Oh,how wise is the fool
Of empty spaces
Desolation
The Devil's Exaltation
Towards the gate of the Zeroth
Thrust imafination's divine key
like the spear of saint longinus
To pierce the body of his highness
And let his blood run endlessly free
To fall unto me! To fal unto me!
And now i shall know
And now I shall see
The All which revolves about the nail
Turns ever paradoxically!
3. Midnight's Crown
Hail! ye powers of shrouded Night
All who wander 'neath the hoary moon.
Hail! Breat circle of the never setting stars
Revolving the voidful throne of Drakon
Hail!
Hail!
O father resplendent with midnights crown,
Puirssant lord of the liminal breath
I mixt wakefulness and slumbering.
Thy maiden consort, terrible yet fair
__her piercing eyes
search out the soult for hidden lies.
Hear me! Attend unto my call!
Hear me! Attend unto my cal!
The ancient pact of blood declares our kinship,
And the word spoken in all Truth vouchsafes my intent.
Tried in deed and tested in ordeal__
for I have nurtured the hidden flame,
a Sermit's lamp to lead the way,
And banished Earth with mind reposed.
Now I within all shadow dwell
enraptured in Phantasie's own spell.
Hail! ye powers of shrouded Night
Hail! Breat circle of the never setting stars
Hail! Oh father resplendent with Midnight's crown
4. Of the Key and Crossed Bones
Three are the circles and three are gates
Three keys to unlock the leaden manacles of the gates
Three are her faces and three are her veils
By three secret names I call her at the threefold way
Darkness covers the realm of ether
As darkness buries the corpses crawling in the ground
Vain death sown deep into the flesh of man
Since that day he first opened his screaming eyes
Yet through the bottomless pit of matter
I can hear her calling and see her torch alight
A flame sprung from the heart of the empyreal hearth
To guide the scattered thoughts back into the halls of mind
O Ékati - O Phosphorous - Enodia Trismegistos
Open the depthts of the underworld that I may find the stars
O Trivia - Psuchopompos - Sophia Trismegistos
Open the heights of heaven that I may drink from the fount of gods
The fire of the father flowers in your sacred womb
The thunder of your world breaks through the sub-lunar tombs
Hell's shadows shall bow in my presence and the Teletarchs sing me praise
For my spirit is led through the three fiery gates!
Behold the key and crossed bones, behold the hidden path
Behold a sun abloom within the uttermost black
As spirit returns to spirit and flesh to the worm and the hole
I was born of the father and him with my mother I go
5. Let Silence Be His Sacred Name
A - Zeroth
Born of I
Dark Sabaoth
In you I die
Inverse light
Of my soul
Black as night
Death extolled
Phantasmagoric fear ekstasis
Though art bornless, faceless, and pleaceless
The resounding silence is your name
This thy word, thy form and fane
Absence of presence
Presence of absence
A - Zeroth
Born of naught
Speak the name
No tongue has wrought
With sightless sight
I behold
The living night
The blackest gold
Absence of presence
Presence of absence
In nullity and stillness
Your profound sentience
Ceremented in divine dread
The long shadows of god-head
Trailing through these depths
Behind horizon spanning steps
O intellect of naught
Bornless yet born in me
O otherless
The emptiness
In me!
Hekas!
Phantasmagoric fear ekstasis
Hekas!
Faceless, bornless nad pleaceless
Hekas!
The resounding silence that is your name
Hekas!
This thy word, thy form and fane
O absence of presence
Presence of absence
In nullity and stillness
Your profound sentience
Ceremented in divine dread
The long shadow of god-head
Trailing through these depths
Behind horizon spanning steps
O intellect of night!
6. Inheritor of a Dying World
Inheritor of a dying world
Wanderer in the wild darkness
Enter now this shadowed path
The affliction of Saturnus grips the heart
In leaden chains
Inherit a world of dust!
Here is no solace, no earth-born respite
For those who bear the serpent's mark
O companion of the fetid tomb
Foul specter, of the greedy grave
Inheritor of a dying world
Enter now this shadowed path
To seek the light
Dost thou find hope in works of mortality?
Art thou awed by matter's seeming might?
Behold! The fruition of long ages toil
A paradise for fools!!
The earth aswarm
With maggot man and tottering in ruin!
The gates of death swing wide in fateful glory
Greeting the throngs of pallid life's abortion
The affliction of Saturnus grips the heart
In leaden chains
Inherit a world of dust!
Here is no solace, no earth-born respite
For those who bear the serpent's mark
Inheritor of a dying world
Inheritor of a dying world...
Arise, and greet the dawning light of Phosphoros
7. The Lamp of Inverse Light
8. Serpent Sun
"For body's sleep became
the soul's awakening, and closing
of the eyes - true vision"
Awake my void-drunk eyes
Amidst the tumult of filth and rats
Awake amidst the waves of dismal Lethe
And behold in truth at last
Sunk and sunk and sunk have I
Into skin and sin and sleep
Yet this wasteland has revealed a gate
And my heart holds its key
O pierce the webs of dream
Pierce my cold lifeless heart
Nightbringer, lightbringer
Infernal firstborn spark
Ignite my funeral altar
And let me rise like the dawn
From the dregs of darkest ignorance
To the blinding light of your throne
So grant me now that sacred drink
From the spring of memory
Grant me those secret songs
That shall lull the stars to sleep
And when the night falls blackest
in the slumbering underground
Shall my woken soul take flight
On the rays of the serpent sun
I dance in maddest fervor
Ever backwards through death's door
And beneath my hooves of steel
Break the masks that I once wore
O, see how bright it burns
That fire for which I seek
That the faces of angels boil off
and their ashes sing its majesty!
Praise thee!
Mystery!
The muses of the ogdoad!
That thine secret psalmody
Paeon! Apollon!
Speak through me thine prophecy!
Higher and higher! Beyond the seven I shall reach
Blind my sight with gold and blood and lapis lazuli
Deeper and deeper! Into the very heart of the sun
Below the shadows fall in multitude
but here the light is one
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