1. Biblical Bloody Testimonies (The Storm And The Falling Of Jerusalem)

We've rushed in; in blood's sweet taste
And in smoking wounds of the skies
The flags with indifferent arms were flashing
And the hysterical prophesies of The Koran
Were cited by some mad unchristian
......I've slashed him while reading Our Father......
Then I looked round; among the living
In misty light
The dead were marching
And in their empty eye-sockets
The triumph of the dumb was gleaming
And finally they did arise and had their revenge
The sparkle of steel
When the crooked blade meets the Teutonic sword
The shields all cut in pieces you feel the foam at your mouth
The image of the sun becomes obscure in thick black smoke

"Oh look at them who call themselves the soldiers of the
Christ!" – exclaimed the hermit turning pale
Then some battle-axe had smashed his scull
And some grey-haired creature was riding through
The battle's clash and moan... and pain
The troll it seemed to be
The one from fairy-tales and nightmares
And he was galloping in the light of fires

I stepped back to the wall; and vomited on corpses and on Bloody lakes*
But then again I saddled up
Calm madness did entwine me
Somebody hit me in the heat of passion and to the ground I fell
And in the furious and violent fire
My mind has found the eternal peace

And so I had this awful dream:
I saw that I was carrying some human flesh to the Savior's Cross
While blood was dripping on the foreign land of Palestine
And there where these red drops had fallen the tangerines did grow.
I looked at the Savior's gloomy face I knew He felt some pain
His blood did frighten and oppress me
And then He said "It wasn't I who asked you
To spill the blood of men, to settle this bloody score with them..."
Why did we give our lives in the golden sands?
Why did we kill, rape and slaughter?
Why did we bring in this city?
The Biblical Bloody Testimonies.
Infamous is our crusade. A bit of evil we tasted
We've brought in the hellish goat in town

God isn't in icons, God isn't in churches
But in strange talks and burning candles
God vanishes in the bloody war...
He keeps on living in the troublesome dream...

2. Requiem For Ideals

Blood has thickened on my hands
It's an omen
Satan's army filled the sky
Somewhere the ears are reaped...
The ears of indifferent darkness
The whole world it will devour
Triumphant it is
The group of imps suck blood with vampire lust

The earth, it's bloodless victim
Slowly kisses the ground
Wrapped in a web
Satan is weaving with his needles
A landscape of chilled dust
The dirty block is towering over it
Scorching in eternal fire...

There our souls burn to the ground
Turning into cold snow
The ferocious volley of Lucifer's guns
Stiffens our last days with cold.

The impetuous wind
Scatter our ashes about the land
Every evening
The snow is weeping and our world is drowning in dark

When the Earth was enfolded in darkness
The black cobra of retribution was rushing about in the skies
The bloody dusk was glowing, the Earth did feel it well
When the sleepy town was kissed so hot with the fire of Hell

There are abandoned graves where cities used to be
Church crosses are covered with adust blood
The power of Evil over the world rises to the skies
And the beast eats it's prey entrapped but still alive

3. The One, Who Saves Me

...Who'll drink the holy water of truth?
Who'll save me with the power of faith?
Who's mocking at my fate?
The one, who saves me!..

He's watching us from the height of his greatness
But never notices the mortals
By fires the night is illuminated like day
And we don't know that He knows us
...And our death is nothing but another step to immortality
Only the Black Angel will weep for us
Only Lucifer will tell about us
My sword – a razor blade
My knots – the branching veins
My time is righteousness of battle
In the space barred with walls
The sun is blossoming above the skies
And writing letters with the clouds of spheres
These letters they are filled with tears and laughter
With pain and torment
The wicked dreams generated by boredom
The understanding of death saves
When the fear of life devours me
And the insularity of space disappears
When my sword splits these branches
I feel the power of the insight – when he saves me
All my doubts will vanish – when he puts an end to my existence
When suffocation comes
Deceptive phrases emptiness
When you feel the indifference
The mask of the face
When you yield to temptation
And you fall down from mountains' high
You're hearing the bitter truth
Betraying your dreams forever
My heart burns no longer...
...My past is nothing but vanity...
Do shine the stars, the rulers' tears!
Oh, Satan has mercy upon us!
In the hands of fate
We crumble like clay
At the dreams, at the rage, at the fury, at the wrath
My mind is laughing, my flesh is outwitted
Do shine the stars, like gold
In your desire to crash my consciousness!...
Who'll save me with the power of faith?
The one, who saves...
Extinguish the hopelessness of life
The one, who saves...
When suffocation comes
Deceptive phrases emptiness
That's when I realize
The happy ending of death

4. The Burnt Thoughts Of An Outsider

My burnt eye looks into emptiness
The ptomain lump in my throat
In darkness I won't find the thread of time
And people's looks they stab like a knife
A ruthless town, a smothering crypt
The music of streets like a glass of filth
I suffocate, I'm tortured and blind
But I won't break though I'm so tired

My soul with me shall remain
You want to destroy it but in vain
I'm nothing here I'm stranger here
Like this forever it will be

The filthy town's grey shade
Devour my flesh, won't take my name
I crave for where is the end of day
Where the smoky wood sleeps under the star haze
The Night wearing a wolf-tail necklace
Silently treads on the blue ice
The glowing moss is in bloom again
Caressing the star with opalescent light
Witch's eye on the smoldering skin of Earth
In sparkling ashes, in thicken blood
In the grin mouth of burnt skies
The silver inverted cross rise

Blood awakes the dead
Giving to them the new youth
Chained eternity walking the world, seeking the truth
The church is unable to heal the pain
Won't destroy the fear; with blood will asperse
The new-born Dark
The howl of hungry wolves, the cry of tortured bird
Them I add to the pages of long ago, the words which will never be heard.

5. Damned And Scornful Pandemonium

My honour, my love, my virginity, them I leave for the past
I leave my kindness and my faith for the sake of Darkness,
Blood and Wine

In the brazier's fire I purify with blood dripping from the blade
I'm no guest here everyone's my equal and all of them
Deserving the black wreath

I choose lust, evil and rage; with hatred I shall fill my flesh
In my yearning to end my life never will I see my old age

I will be lonely in my grave while worms will part my flesh from bones
Unaware of soul immortality they were born from the handful of ground
Thrown on my coffin
I will be lonely in my grave and promise to this flavored ground
This weeps under the shovel's stabs
The gift of silence

The fragrance of heavenly gardens
There's nothing more I need
The dark beyond the grave, the heat of hellish fire
Such death the dearest one for me
I'm ready to be doomed and cursed

But when my final hour comes
To meet the black-winged one
I'll feel the pity that I couldn't save myself
But perhaps I will have last second to enjoy the fading light

Follow me into the darkness and beyond
Entrust yourself to me and feel the pain
And shoot your arrows into NOTHINGNESS
While swallowing the bitterness of tears

Please make no barriers on the eternal way
Here love and hate forever are entwined
In the depths of boundless abyss
The human being faded away in its misery

Hyenas ransacking in darkness, snakes twisting in grass
You see the light deep inside
There, in the pool of the Moon the vault of Heaven is hiding
These blurred dreams...
The wood...
In silence do close your eyes
The Death thunderstorm will sing for you through the darkness.

6. Implicit Faith

Every story has its life and its filth
Quarrels after sleeping around, fake love
Aggression, cruelty to one's neighbour
Killings, violence, blood

Pray to gods if you like
Listen to their speeches if you wish
Stay silent and believe in what you want
Shut the door if you feel like it
The door that leads to lies and darkness...

Go all out if you want
Bear your Cross if you like
Live in silence if you wish

Turn the demons out of your body

Fire is rear seen here
Beyond the clouds
Humans, abstractions and creatures
Are moving to eternal Chaos

You may not trust me
Believe in rainy days
You can drop off in dream
Believe in vainness of razors
You may not be holy
Believe in weariness of battles
But don't be hollow.

Go forward if you like
Your soul won't fade away
Something they will reap
Those who sowed their toil

With this faith in your hands
Run through darkness and fear
Through thistle and mud...
Just don't fall!

7. Distorted Reflection Of The Consciousness

Fancy that you are a mirror
The world of reflections is your interior
The distances of living half-measures
The play of the ghostly premieres
An eye of the multivariate caves

Your body is distorted mirror
In your wish to find some common sense
It has devoured itself
in an attempt to know the world

Wake up, look at the reality
Made of mirror-like fibers
You'll see the distance of the matter
The mystery of open windows

You'll see your look and realize its meaning
You'll repeat all your movements
You'll reflect your mind and hear the thought
Shivering in the snare of doubt.

Disfigured by consciousness
Devoured by existence
Your new body
Will become an attention itself

The Chaos has perceived the stir of the soul
The world has touched you
The reflections are disfigured
Everywhere the plane is distorted

The form of reflections is distorted
Only finding some sense
In the new sphere of knowledge
You'll know yourself!

Distorted mirror of the universe!
A dream and reality in one
Don't look at it
It is fake, the disfigured law.

8. Lamia Voluptuous (The Priestess Of The Nocturnal Goddess)

You drink my love from the cup of life
With every drop my blood flows down
The dance and flicker of the candlelight
Your look does promise me some carnal pleasures
Your hands, they offer nothing but winter's cold
Your lips bring misery and death
...And arrows of your words keep stinging me

We are alone here. The snowstorm is raging outside my window
Moran is wandering about the empty streets
But this cold and evil night
Gives no quarter to virgin loving hearts

Forget about your home, your friends and everything
That sees the light of day
Do welcome darkness in your soul
And see the sorrow, sadness, the even stride of death
Oh do forget all other maidens as I'll lay down for you...

You promise but next moment I'm deprived of it again
And weeps with wax the fragile candle
And with its tears my will does fade away

...Oh, come to me. And give me all your blood
Do give me all your doubts. Your freedom and your dreams...

There's nothing that I feel now but coldness of your lips
And in my heart you stab the needle of your touch

The pentagram of a five-point star will go out
In ice-hole falls my corpse.
Your tender, sensual body will take its energy

And still you're singing:

This night, my gift to you
And let me drown in your embrace
Your kiss is sweet and dear to me
The sweetness of his blood
Caress me, pull yourself to me
Let me feel the pleasure of the orgasm
Love me with your servants' bodies
Let my body tremble in spasms
Of closed legs
And these lips will give birth to a scream
Oh, night, I'm your faithful bride
Your daughter and your lover
The darkness will dwell here
The light is left for saints

So she did sing. And tender were the notes
Born in nocturnal symphony
The snowstorm covered everything with shroud
The moon's disk shimmered so heavenly depraved.

9. Triumph Of Sinner

Yes, I'm sinful
These days I would prefer to candles in the church
Meridians of love
They mark my world so black– and– white

My face is stoned with arrogance
I won't accept defeat
But only before Lord
Will I kneel reluctantly...

And bitter impudence will flash
The eyes of this lustful Madonna
And the Angel sighs in grief
And boldly says: "The guilt is yours!"

Yes, I'm guilty...in the way I lived
The sanctity was never mine
Yes, I'm guilty... Yet I was so evil
Merciless to myself at times

The prayer was my rear friend
I did so not to cleanse my soul
And not to God but Men I wish to bring my flash

And in the fire of Hell I walk with no fear in my eyes!
But even there in Satan's lair I will not cry but smile!

You are not to judge me for
I don't want to be what I'm not
I'm not the saint...But still...
My death... Oh Christ...Oh Satan...

You're shouting: "Chimera!
How dear you think of God?"
And what are your God and Faith?
The crosses on your necks and tombs?

Yes, I'm sinful
These days I would prefer to candles in the church
Meridians of love
They mark my world so black– and– white

Yet everything is ready for us There...
Why should I beg for mercy?
For I won't be judged by you're...
And equally I will not kneel before your!