1. I, Unnamable

I'm unknown to history
Unspoken's my name
A secret to anthropology
My existence is obscene

Where eternal darkness covers the light
Perpetually shining bright
I dream in utmost solitude
Yet, none have seen my sight

I'll ride the wind that purifies
From my watery cage I shall arise
From the world of seven suns
To mock your world of lies

So keep alive the memory
Of my ancient ways
And shadow forth the prophecy
Of a returning to these days
For that what's dead moght live again
And that what lives must die
In a world beyond your sanity
I will twist your feeble minds

I, Unnamable
Age: Unexplorable
Origin: Unknown
I'm a lonely dreamer
In my silent dome

Where eternal bedlam covers the truth
Held within our youth
I dwell in utmost solitude
Yet, none have seen my sight

Deep Ones, follow my command
Spread your seed to roam the land
None shall be where I will stand

2. The Thresholds Of Sensation

I am the gate, the key and the way
Deliver fulfilment through passionate pain
Such wonderous sights you will admire
Appreciate my desciplined desire

I'll reap your sorrow slowly
Inherit all experience
Perception and its conquest
Recieve acqaintance absolute
In pleasures of the flesh
In essence of the most damned order
Of black configuration
Dark miracles that lie beyond
The thresholds of sensation

My liquid shadow seeping through
Penetrating every pore
Evasion of the blackest truth
To create the purest form
Let me free you from your carnal cage
To restructure your imperfect shape
Your lack of order does demand
The complex labour of my hands

I shall fill your curios mind
Through your empty and joyless eyes
I'll force your instincts open wide
To feel indulgence deep inside

You to me are everything
O splendour of demise
Transcendence of the dark design
So simple but precise
Infinite is my holy art

3. Anthem To The Seeds (Of Pure Demise)

Time stands still
When you fear your hope is gonna fade
Hope doesn't come
'Til you catch your fear and give it away
I'm waiting for the tide
The darkness of this night
To fade into the night
And it won't be long

I hope it won't be long
Oh no
Told me they were gonna take him away
He's the only one
He's the one that makes me feel this way
And don't you criticise
What you can't understand
He's the pulse insed my hand
He's the only one
He is the only one

I see, hear, taste, I breathe him
Seven years and thirteen days
Oh I wouldn't forsake him
My Own disturbed angel boy
I would wait a thousand years for you
Breathe into your heart
Let me taste the colour of your core
Memory rewind to the heady time we had before

Coming up, I'm coming down
Reaching up and falling down
The time is coming round
And it won't be long
I hope it won't be long

The time is coming round
And it won't be long
I know it won't be long

I see, hear, taste, I breathe him
Seven years an thirteen days
Oh I wouldn't forsake him
My own disturbed angel boy
I see, hear, taste, I breathe him
Seven years and thirteen days
Oh I would't forsake him
My own disturbed angel boy
I would wait a thousand years for you
I would wait a thousand years for you
I would wait a thousand years for you

4. Feaster From The Stars

The potion faints my view
As my mental journey begins
To places I once knew
They deliver my astral remains

My long winging flight through the void
I have to cross the universe of light
To claim what was, is and will be mine
Infinite quest through endless time

Recreated by the thoughts
Caught in the Trapezoid
Send me through the Abyssos of radiance

Oh feaster from the stars!

I am the fulfiller
Oh prophecy of BA'Al
Come speak to me in ancient tongue
Answer the elder's call

All my life, all my love
All my soul, all myself
I will give to you

There is a light at the end of the tunnel
Oh feaster from the stars!

5. Rending The Veils

Deny the day
Onthrough the night
The light shines bright

Force my way
To the end of day
Onthrough the night
Hunt for prey
In rust of might
The only way

Yearn...burn
It's a return
To the mother, to the pleasures
And the comfort of the womb
To that ancient cauldron of plenty
That feeds all who come before it
The wisdom men seek far and wide
But is inside them all the time

Render of veils
Point me the way
To the place where I lost my sanity
Render of veils
Waste my life
Put an end to my way...

6. Kallioti

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7. Like Roses In A Garden Of Weed

We are the joy and strength of this world

As we ride over night-skies Through spheres once unknown
The breeze of the north wind doth lead us home
Back to the land where my forefathers died
Back to the shores from which truth once derived
All that remains is a flash of red in the snow

We are an image of time and stone
Forlorn in darkness we roam alone

We are like roses in a garden of weed
We are as wolves that wander among sheep

Their false beliefs died under our horses' hoofs
Accepting their judgement – facing the truth

From a glorious crusade we proudly return
As soul-cleansing flames of redemption still burn
Watch them consume all life as it dies
As corpse-fire melts the so-long-frozen ice

All that remains is a flash of red in the snow
Wir sind ein Bild aus Stein und Zeit
Verloren steh'n wir still in Dunkelheit

We are like roses in a garden full of weed
We are as wolves that wander among sheep

All that remains is a flash of red in the snow...

8. In Praise Of Biocide

-Selektion-
Der reissende Sog der Evolution
Erzwingt sich das Ende
Unserer Zivilisation
Das Ende einer jeden Art
Die finale Bestimmung
Bleibt der Menschheit nicht erspart
Und das warme Fett
Tropft von unseren Lippen
Hilflos wie die Lemminge
Fallen wir von den Klippen
Wir kondigen euch an
Den kommenden Tod
Und ziehen Energie
Aus der Menschheit Not
Ja heute ist die ongste Nacht
Gott Kutulu ist erwacht

In praise of Biocide
Kingdom
of death arise
Here with our feast tonight
We praise the Biocide

By infection or starvation
Evolution
or the bomb
Any which way...
Extinction must come.

9. Hymn To Pan

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10. My Sweet Satan

Burn within me, pleasures
Fees my empty mind
Strengthen my desire
My perfect quenn of night

And I'm receiving more
Than I bargained for
Dedication everymore
To the order of the sore

My own Satan
Oh sweet Satan
Say you love Satan
My own sweet Satan

Every man And every woman is a star [AL 1,3]
Thou hast the right
To do thy will
None shall say nay [AL 1,42-3]
Slaves shall serve Love is the law, love under will [AL 1, 57]

Thrown onto this world
So unknown and unreal
And no-one seems to share
The emptiness I feel

Deep within my heart
The Flame of prometheus burns
And I will swim against the tide
Until it turns! Jesus!!
Thou shalt not lead my way of life
Satan!!
Ride my soul onthrough the night.