Behemoth - Pandemonic Incantations
Original Version Picture LP Version Rerelease Version 1. Diableria (The Great Introduction) 0:49 1. Diableria (The Great Introduction) 0:49 1. Diableria (The Great Introduction) 0:49 2. The Thousand Plagues I Witness 5:15 2. The Thousand Plagues I Witness 5:15 2. The Thousand Plagues I Witness 5:15 3. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) 4:17 3. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) 4:17 3. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) 4:17 4. In Thy Pandemaeternum 4:51 4. In Thy Pandemaeternum 4:51 4. In Thy Pandemaeternum 4:51 5. Driven by the Five-Winged Star 5:00 5. Driven by the Five-Winged Star 5:00 5. Driven by the Five-Winged Star 5:00 6. The Past is Like a Funeral 6:41 6. The Past is Like a Funeral 6:41 6. The Past is Like a Funeral 6:41 7. The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars 4:47 7. The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars 4:47 7. The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars 4:47 8. With Spell of Inferno 4:38 8. Chwala Mordercom Wojciecha 4:42 8. Chwala Mordercom Wojciecha 4:42 9. Chwala Mordercom Wojciecha 4:42 10. Diableria (The Great Introduction) (live) 0:29 11. The Thousand Plagues I Witness (live) 5:23 12. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) (live) 4:35 13. From the Pagan Vastlands (live) 3:40 14. Driven by the Five-Winged Star (live) 5:08 total time 36:39 total time 36:39 total time 60:15 Rerelease LP Version 1. Diableria (The Great Introduction) 0:49 2. The Thousand Plagues I Witness 5:15 3. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) 4:17 4. In Thy Pandemaeternum 4:51 5. Driven by the Five-Winged Star 5:00 6. The Past is Like a Funeral 6:41 7. The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars 4:47 8. With Spell of Inferno 4:38 9. Chwala Mordercom Wojciecha 4:42 10. Diableria (The Great Introduction) (live) 0:29 11. The Thousand Plagues I Witness (live) 5:23 12. Satan's Sword (I Have Become) (live) 4:35 13. From the Pagan Vastlands (live) 3:40 14. Driven by the Five-Winged Star (live) 5:08 total time 60:15
Thousand Plagues I Witness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One eyed old man I am Yet I possess the knowledge of thousand sages An unborn child I am Though I have existed for billion years The invisible army I am Though the won battle still to come The father of ambitious and dissapointed I am Brother in sin and abasement I was Judas in your dream Who worshipped money above all I was the roman warrior Who wounded you and drank the divine blood I was pilate on your trial Who spat in your pale face Each thorn was a sinful spell Each nail the fulfillment of the revenge For which I have been waiting for so many years Hatred for thousand holy heads And also that many daggers pointed at their visages The fallen angels, mythical daemons Thriumphant in their blasphemy I am Gordon, my name is annihilation Extremination I am the thousand plagues and afflictions Satan's Sword (I Have Become) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For ages travelled by the holy fire Today free, free and triumphant To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition Poor and lonely are my adversers Who serving the beast for million years With the whip and crown of thorns Shall be remunerated today Wanderer, perpetual and restless Master, equally hideous & beautiful Loved and adored... How simple it is... For many years my semen hath envenomed the races Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple And obscure at the same time Therefore let us celebrate the antitesis of the eucharist With the sacerdoral gesture you welcome us I am your dazing threshold Let us commence! We are void of our bodies... The night, that we are honoured to celebrate Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire Wanderer, perpetual and restless Master, equally hideous&beautiful The real world or the imaginary vision Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts Nothing shall taste the same again... I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart In Thy Pandemaeternum ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Father! Art thou blind and deaf? Old man! Decrepit and hideous Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love Whereas your love as a cockroach Under my own boot I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy And what shalt thou need it for If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it They still go up in flames in anyway Devils tongue is the tongue of fire Yes, the same that burneth thine houses Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned! And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous Not for the hungry dogs at my table I shall destroy everything, or not... I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast! Devils tongue is the tongue of the night Whenever thou delight in this beauty Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld And whenever thou crave for bearing it There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time... Devils tongue is the tongue of my father The one, who with universe constituteth an entity Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity Therefore give me his darkness Power, might, hope and fulfillment Give me his light It is the time for the feast of hell... Driven By The Five-Winged Star ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sister of sin Lover of my unwedden night In blasphemy we bathe our unclean bodies We find adoration in the filthy procreation His will is our devotion Giving in to the knight of the remote star Falling in love with the darkest tormentor The basic instinct, the obscurity of my soul We hide our secrets damnedly deep And these are the key to the sempimental glory To the harmony of body and soul Immortality, spiritual ecstasy and diableria Sister of sin When rich and when poor On my way to the throne Lay bare on your gems The nest of filth (and licentiousness) Of am I drinking your sweetest juices The poison in the wine of asceticism Down am I sitting om the fathers right side And with his benediction I am opening the Pandora's box. The Past Is Like Funeral ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sometimes when I visit the landscapes of the shadows Something that recalls the grave Hides in the hellish depths and awaits When I dream, it peeks into empty goblet (and) becomes the wine of ecstasy and licentiousness I know the one in a flock said: "Watch out, watch out" But I will not go away till I taste the sweetness of your body No matter it poisons and causes death The past is like an eternal funeral Years, thousands of them, I rotted in a monastic cell I resembled a stone, hiding my murderous self in silence and fear I lasted in the infinity of meditations and contamplations Waiting for the deserved dream, there on the holy land And its taste and coldness I remember Bare-foot digging my own pit I was kissing it as if the sweetest lover and begged But was the sandto become my salvation Or worms the people on the court of light The past reeks of an oak coffin, so wet and old Burning dirty claws in the wooden eyes of Jehova I killed mercy, spotting on the laws of god I celebrated the birth of power I fall in love with freedom and the beast And I spat out the Antichrist from my morbid womb In order to give life to alvine grain And concentrate the birth of human tragedy & destruction I envisaged myself as a great magician Althought they called armageddon the whore Today I celebrate my birth, though I am elder than the world The past only sometimes is like the sind That we grave-digger throws in your eyes. The Entrance To The Spheres Of Mars ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Freedom - said I And then the sun set and the dusk Fell on my life Transformations and metamorphoses It was what I experienced there, on the south of heaven I was striking with my fists at the heavens ceilings Too low I fell, I did not reach the step-father's neck Although his visage seemed so close With bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thorns In vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of love And I trample its rights here, on the earth Each sin - my soldier A daemon of the several thousand strong cavalery Not gods son I am, but the child of million stars While each of them symbolises different human fraility greater than mine I am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe. With Spell Of Inferno ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How hard to fall asleep when I miss your majesty How hard to live when I long for your devil's warmth And livid skies over Wittenberg And the empty streets and pavements of the town Everything sinks into dead tears And craves for charlatantry Mephisto you are born inside me again But will you speak my names in the ancient tongues? Among thousands flames of profigacy Naked bodies flowing in the stream of wild dreams I strip myself of my sacred virtues The picture of male domination (and treat in blood) And blood and pride old and clotted already But I can still see its drops on my bot face And pain and candles everywhere and incense And your dream which I wish to wake up in every day... Everything so ephemental and equally unreal And this blood and candles burnt away; and they burn till today Mephistopheles, thousands times I saw in sleep The essence of the eternal life but have I found it? If I am who I am, then I shall bombard the human race with the spell of hell I shall go deeper down the Dante did And tame the snakes of mine Phallic signs and symbols, the seed of truth And belief in eternal life... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Recorded during august/september at Selani Studio anno 1997 Mised by Jacek Gawlowski anno october 1997 Produced by Nergal and Behemoth. Engineered by Andy Bomba. All music and lyrics written by Nergal. Guest appearrance on synth on this recording by Piotr Weltrowski. Nergal's comment: "This has been the best period in our existence, the most successful, the most promising one, a period in which the band proned to become as much professional as it was possible. And I must say we really succeeded. Just take a look at the album's artwork, everything has been done perfectly in each smallest detail. The sound is another thing we may discuss on now...this time we entered much better studio SELANI (the one VADER and CHRIST AGONY used for their last albums) and it's audible for sure. It's much clearer this time, you can't say a bad word about it...all the instruments are exposed in much better way. The only thing I can complain on is the promotion done by SOLISTITIUM REC. which in fact was none. No advertisements in pro-press, well, yeah, we did the widest European tour so far, in company with ANCIENT and BELPHEGOR, but it didn't help that much selling's numbers...Anyway, this album should be seen as a first professional step towards becoming a top band...this is a real proof we do our best to achieve our goals and we'll definitely follow that way, that's more than sure." Source: http://www.slowdeath.da.ru File from Shadow Dweller page (http://www.shdwl.newmail.ru) Lyrics in plain text format