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THE PENITENT
Confrere De La Misericorde
Bearing the weight of the Calvary Stone
Weighing the feet of the Pilgrims in turn
Scaring the Infidels, weight bearing down
Buried inside where no reason abides, in the Brain, in the Jaw
The burden, holy and pure.
Bearing the weight of the Calvary Stone
Placing your confusion into the hands of God
Waiting to confess and all impulses innocent
Weaving your contrary nature in the Cloth
Worn upon the Flesh of Sorrow
Thy time is nigh, your soul abide, your will will yield
To sorrowful crime. By time, realised, your fearful sight
would reveal this sacred Rot
Will burned away by the Prophetic Scourge
Burned away to a hollow portal
Coalesced with this Sapphic urge
Never to forget the art of Plato
Truth revealed in this millenial soul
Racing through the taste of its body's waste
Willing to attest to this heartfelt torture
Never to be ready in this tunneled place
Willing to be burdened by this Darkened Daughter
Truth revealed in this millenial hole
Wakened, my body burns for lips and tongue
As my body writhes, my soul decries this Heathen Paeon
As my body turns, my soul returns to complete this poem
As my body dies, writ across the skies, my need is burnt
Burdened in your name, you'll see naught
Destiny, you'll feel what horror is life
Bloody day, rot
Plaguing your belief is grief and fear of God
Waiting for relief but only cutting in yourself
Waiting to confess I reached this Path Untrod
Waiting to confess the horror
I've awakened, this Holy Act abayed, I seek its shelter
You really asked me to complete, this furious
Nefarious and disobeyed, your secret shadow
Floating upon Acheron's waves, your secret
Shall in the knowledge of the light of all hope as you pray, until complete is the Abyss of the Sun
Your fury is so hot I but hinder
Your animosity flows in a way, that it reaches the Heat of the Son
Burning all off but the Worried Sinner
Fey, your knowledge in this day, you feel this shudder
Compartemented, on display, you will become
Obsessed in pardon and escape, your disorder, your folly will betray'n
Heathen Tongue
Never to completely live: a bleak shadow
Never to completely leave allegiance
Never to completely live: your bleak shadow
Never to completely leave your legions
Never be complete, you'll never pray with your full soul and listen
Waiting in the prison that you'll never leave in heart
Waiting to complete this sacred Psalm and if thy soul will listen
'Twill never be replete as is this sacred soldier
Burdened, my body yearns, for whips and tongs
As my body writhes, my soul denies this Heathen Paeon
As my body burns, my soul returns to complete this poem
As my body lies, writ across the skies, my need is burnt
Burdened in your name, you'll see what horror is life
Bloody day, as I sleep in rot, shadows rode the feelings of
The Sabbath God's difference from your Ein-Sof
The righteous feel of pain, nothing to relieve you of all of the feelings of gothic hearth
To never want again, taken in the Calvary of….
Placing your confusion into the hands of God
Waiting to confess and all impulses innocent
Weaving your contrary nature in the Cloth
Worn upon the Flesh of Sorrow !
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THE WITCHFINDER
Until Your Flesh Departs
I am the fire, I am the flame
I am the Soul of Justice
Come to burn your pagan sins away
I am the fire, yes, I am the flame
I am the Solar Justice
Come to burn your pagan skins away
Burn in my holy flame, until your flesh departs
Burn in my holy reign, until your body's dark
Rot, Rape
You are with the heathens now
Burning
Away in my holy flames, until your flesh departs
Burn in my holy reign, until your body's dark
You are with the heathens now; burning up
Your Body Cold and your secret yearning for
Lust, Rape, Burn, Fire
Bodies will suffer the fate that your soul decrees
Bodies will suffer and so is your hate
A Reflection of a soul full of fantasies
Trust in your Brothers
Burning away
Lust, Hate
Rot, Rape
Burning your sins away
In my holy flame, until your flesh depart
Burn in my holy reign, until your body dark
You are with the heathens now,
Burning away in my holy flames, until your Sex depart
Everybody ought to flee the Shadows
Everybody ought to fear the Sun
Everybody ought be filled with pain
That will complete them now
Everybody ought to hear the Shadows
Everybody ought to heed the Son
Everybody ought to feel the pain
That you would bring them now.
You make laws of scripture, out of frustration
Hasten the Apocalypse that'll see your Jesus Christ undone
Bury your resentment, in a Shallow Grave
Hasten the apocalypse with every Lust Filled Flame
You make laws of scripture, out of frustration
Hasten the Apocalypse, now see your Jesus Christ undone
Bury your resentment, in a Shallow Grave
Hasten the apocalypse with every Lust Filled Flame
Now you'll know what your evil fate
Feelings of your jealousy
If body is in vain
Fading sensability
When Witch Hunters get the fate they deserve
When their bodies do rot, sent to the Satan they serve
Throughout History they would forment the Lie
In pursuit of their Fate, many others would die
Rot, Rape
Lust, Hate
Burning your sins away
Liberate Tutemet
Ex Inferis
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THE FLAGELLANT
Whipping To Epiphany
Your body holds the Sulfur Key
Wreathed in shadows
Through pain your soul forgets feeling
Yearning inside
This fire of the soul verily
Claims dark marrow (and)
Reveals what Heavenly Bodies forsake
Ten thousand lies are all it takes
You deal in bloody stakes
The fire of your pain
Reveals what Heavenly Bodies forsake
You would feel nothing waiting for the dreams to come
Whipping to epiphany
Your body holds the Sulfur Key
Wreathed in shadows
Your faith beholds the suffering
Burning in hide
The fire of your hate verily
Wreathed in shadows
Reveals what's dead as your body cremates
You who feel nothing wade into your inner soul
Whipping to epiphany
Burning whole
Life fearing nothing
Waiting 'till your dreams become
Knives turning the skin
Turning
Whipping up a slaughter
Whipping as a safety
Whipping up a belief
Whipping through thee now
Whipping up a slaughter till your evil can become the compensation of your reason as you reave into your soul
Your soul decries, and with the spirit
Your body dies
You masturbate to pain, believing in the Son
You face this Wall revealed, you fear this War begun
Your folly mastered now, your folly wreathed in Blood Red shadows
You master pain believing now
White are your tears
Widen this hole that your soul reveals
And this spirit
What Light would appear if
Body and soul justly suffer
Wading down into your inner core
Pained body revealed, never again to be sore
Removing the flesh, as the underside
of your skin is revealed, never again to be hide
White are your fears
Widen this hole until you suffer no tears
With the spirit
Would you rise above the feeling
If body and soul just suffer now
Wading down into your inner soul
Your body revealed, never again to be whole
Relieveing the flesh from the underside
The sin you reveal, never again will you hide
You would feel nothing wade into your inner soul
Whipping to epiphany
You coud feel nothing, waiting for your dreams to come
Ripping to epiphany
Whipping to unleash the freezing sight
Turn off all the sins revealed in Night
Whipping to complete fulfilment in you.
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THE MEDIUM
A Spider Goddess Is Revealed
Everybody pray
And make a show of unity
I see
A Spider God inside of me
You'll feel
This cyanide pill
I see
Hypocrites
Only yourselves to blame
You turned away
And then betrayed
How many bodies will it take
Your soul to break
And be revealed
Everybody prey
And make a show of agony
I feel
A Spider Goddess is revealed
You see
This finite will
Of the
Hypocrisy finely shelled out
As everybody samples of their vile secretions
The Spider Goddess' minions all avoid detection
Everbody knows, in their bloody shows
Her name is Medium
And you fear
Fear it now
As you scream
Scream it loud
As you feel
What she wants you to feel
Chant her name:
Medium
Everybody knows but you'll be solenmly betrayed
And if you really wanted to know then you'd be so devoid of hate
That if you saw them, the horror
The teat of suckled God
You will be feeding
One hundred and thirty two
Children of heaven
One hundred and thirty two
One hundred thousand years since painting hit the wall
Your fear betrayed you 'til she claimed a pedestal
Far up above us, she is wreathed in shining light
Your fear is of Her now
Medium's oversight
Admist the souls in agony
I see
Her rot will spread inside of me
I see
Despising thee
And Me
Gone is redemption
She's waiting below
She's wreathed in unholy flame
God of deception
She's waiting below
Waiting for fear's slop
And ever degrading you
Gone is redemption
She's waiting below
Listen, and you'll partake of fear's slop
You'll pray but you'll never get out from under her now
Not a lot
Renaissance
Will you feel
And reveal
Time has wrought
Heaven's rot
As this face
Is revealed
It is sought
A Dreadnought
Unity:
Not alot
Embrace the teething sow
Your fear revealing now
That it's devoured the sun
One hundred thousand years since painting hit the wall
Your fear betrayed you 'til she claimed a pedestal
Far up above us, she is wreathed in shining light
Your fear is of Her now
Medium's oversight
You pig of disorder
Not a lot
Renaissance
You will feel
And reveal
Time has wrought
Heaven's rot
As this face
Is revealed
It is sought
A Dreadnought
Unity:
Not alot
You fear to embrace the sun
Common fear of everyone
You fear it's now begun
I won't miss you
You won't listen
You can reap your suckled slop
Everyone has fled the sun
And you keep feeding your fucking God
This is reason
And you prefer your realm of shadow
You've got your Medium
Now you'll go the way of Sodom
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THE HIEROPHANT
Bringing Lost Sheep Back To The Fold
God's Apocraphy
And all the Fears we based it on
Sent a soul to me
Filled with doubt in Priestly Robes
Return the purpose
Of this priestly calling
This uncertain
Scholar implores thee
Branded by doubt, burdened by pain, hearing the Call of some form of blasphemy
Burning in the fire, pain and flesh conspire, bearing the pain of my Secret Desire
Bringing lost sheep back to the fold
Body will yearn to fill this Hole
Everybody's talking, now the time has come
Everbody's mocking never should've begun
Everybody's talking, now the time is come
To mock the faith that is now tearing me asunder
Everybody's mocking, never should've begun
Please release my vow, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell
Everybody's talking, now the time is come
Everybody's mocking, never should've begun
You believe me now, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell
I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could ply a different trade, be one with these feelings, deep inside me
Wakened in the fire, I painfully desire, fear of body's claim and my dreams of him conspire.
Burdened as a Station, of loving's limitation, quaking in the fear of this Secret Damnation.
And over, and over, and over again, I will have to see him, strife will never end
Quaking from the feelings, nights staring at ceilings, waiting and fearing and oh God!
And over, and over, and over again, why can I not sleep, why I must depend
Damned in fear's creation, love's abomination, chained in the fear of this secret's creation
Then, I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could ply a different trade, be one with these feelings, deep inside me
Saintly purpose
To defeat corruption
You will feel and you will kneel and face your sin your soul revealed
Let it come, this sickness in you
Let it come, this feeling now
Let it come, this Solemn Day
Let it go, my soul to prey
Return the purpose
Of this Priestly Calling
You would feel and he would kneel, his face in sin, his whole revealed as satan, in your soul
As he turns away and feels your Sin invade him whole.
Branded by doubt, burdened by pain, hearing the Call of some form of blasphemy
Burning in the fire, pain and flesh conspire, bearing the pain of your Secret Desire
Bringing lost sheep back to the fold
Body will yearn to fill this Hole
You will know, everybody's talking, you will be, now the time is come
You will know, everybody's mocking, you'll obey, branded by the Sun
For Oblivion, end the plague of your feelings now, in the fires of hell
Everybody's talking, everybody knows
To mock the faith that is now tearing me asunder
You will know, everybody's talking, you'll obey, branded by the Son
Pure Oblivion, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell
I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could find a World of Hate, be one with these feelings, deep inside me....
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THE ALCHEMIST
Caging The Homunculi
(In Water At Box)
Bear the agony of fate
Now everybody will know that a void your soul ate
Now everybody will know of your sorrow and hate
Now everybody will know of your mind's
Segregation
Buried in a place of listeners
As your fate is decreed, you rot and discover
Worming down your early brain
A most blatant asynchronous blunder
Worming down your vertebrae
With a great asynchronous sunder
A degraded, tainted seneschal
A most blatant asynchronous sangre
Now revealed your sorrow
As lead painted in gold
Your body decays
On this dark crimson
As your body and soul overlay
Now relieved of sorrow
As pain tainted in gold
Your body will stay
Endlessly crimson
As your body and soul overlay
Now relive your sorrow
For all they'll ever know
Your body will lay
On this dark crimson
As your body and soul undecay
Reveal the power housed inside
You wield the power over life
Here in a time of fear and strife
A dark imperfect soul
You have caged the Homunculi
The degraded, tainted seneschal
Of your body and soul overlaid
Waiting to believe in
In this body's sin
And in this Lapis Nostre
Waiting to believe me now
Waiting to bereave him, end this bodies' sin
Reveal this Lapis Nostre
Never to believe thee now
Visita Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem
Burn in a fire of your own design
Your body twisted, and now is a sign
Completed, conceited
Never betrayed the sacred
Completely unseemly
Distil the pained formula
Your fear resists this order
You're tainted and twisted
You fear is in disorder
Your tainted and twisted
Result
And using pain as your prophecy
Your magic gone and never ready to become
As all you really want is come and then you suffocate
No purpose
No feelings
As you became unseated
God fearing, blood searing
You failed to see
Formulae
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THE APOSTATE
Enlightening Inviting Denial
You reveal what you feel deep inside
Feel your body hardening as their sacred souls do scream
Whipping up the faces of your secret Shadow
Preying upon the weak among the masses
Taking up the lead as a most Sacred Soldier
Leaving mercy raped upon the ashes
Waiting for completion of this sacred Shadow
Eliminate the weak among the masses
Carrying out the mission of the Sacred Soldier
Trying to reap nought but ashes
Enlightening Inviting Denial
Hating their Islam
To complete what was never begun
Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed
Hating their Islam
To complete what was never begun
Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed
Hate impedes this sacred soldier
Proudly done
Immolation drowning the Sun
Everybody stays, forever slaves
Wedded to your secret Shadow
Burning to compete Sharia
Universal apeasement
In your bid for the sword of destiny
never know, never grow
Craving the completion of
Universal apeasement
In your bid to decide what's darker
Ashes sown, hate'll grow
Beating down, twisted decay,
If everybody knows, bids start with the scarlet martyr
And if you know, it's Apostasy, then everyone knows to stop till a martyr's scarlet
Waiting 'till completion of
Universal apeasement
In your bid for the sword of destiny
never know, never grow
Craving the completion of
Universal apeasement
In your bid to decide what's darker
Ashes sown, hate'll grow
Hidden in the shadows now
You fear no evil, evil shall
Insinuously crop the weak
Fearing not The Apostate
You're spurious with fury, proceed with jealousy
Your fury is returning, to kill your spirit's steed
Lock and stock your spirits mocked
Wayward steed, seeking trocked in
For blood apostasy, feelings of antipathy
Your story stopped by your faking, your Secret Soul of hatred, your fury is unsated
Whipping up the faces of your secret Shadow
Preying upon the weak among the masses
Taking up the lead as a most Sacred Soldier
Leaving mercy raped upon the ashes
Waiting for completion of this sacred Shadow
Eliminate the weak among the masses
Carring out the mission of the Sacred Soldier
Trying to reap nought but ashes
Hating their Islam
To complete what was never begun
Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed
Hate impedes this sacred soldier
Proudly done
Immolation drowning the Sun
Everybody stays, forever slaves
Wedded to zealous folly
Your Sacred Sinner's Secret Soul revealed
Death in thine eyes
Enlightening Inviting Denial
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THE CULTIST
The Rise of the Great Lord Cthulhu
Breach of the sun, raping your brain
Killing the modicum of the reason you are sane
Breaking your mind's guard; reason is undone
You will never face the results of what you've done
Now is the time come, you'll be unrestrained
Kill all those fucking cunts and all their efforts are in vain
When here in you're mind's eye, you are blight
Absolution is a vain thought, an illusion left to fight
You lie! Decide! Now!
I feel their escaping life, fire fading from their eyes.
Even though you'll feel defiled
You can't break it
Even though you'll be defiled
You can't break it, even if you wanted, you're degraded
You'll send those you fucking hate to rot!
Kill the motherfuckers, abolish them from your sight
You need a reason to liberate his rotting soul
Your obligation is to do this or never again will you be whole
Cthulhu, rise above and devastate this earth
I require the Solace of your Shadow
When you rise, I'll bequeath my immortal soul to you
And rape, kill, torture, burn these innocents' lives: in his burning flame
Hope to see them die
Lord Cthulhu
Rise
And burn them in your Unholy Flame
Now face the burning sky, in his putrid flame
Conquer by his side, battle him in vain
Rape them all Lord
Rape them all
Rape them with the breaking sun
Your dark reign of evil come
Now you know who is to blame, it's me beyond the grave
In mystical black horror, you're held in pain bleached sorrow
You'll know and feel what it's like, be drenched in guilt and spite
Your repenting all in vain
Rape them all Lord, rape them now
Rape the soil, rape the ground
Rape the starlight, rape the towns
Rape the world Lord, rape them now
Rise above them Lord, drown them in your burning rain
Rip the sun asunder, their great works in vain
Rise above them all Lord and rip their world Asunder
Rise above them all Lord
You will kneel and you will see our Cthonic Messiah
Cthulhu shall rise again....
Divided/United I have become
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released September 28, 2018