Probably some of the darkest lyrics I've ever written. Darkest in the sense of being unpleasant, that is. From late 2014, well after I quit the occult stuff. Clearly, I was kinda frustrated when I wrote these. A different perspective on occultism than what some other black metal musicians describe.
Frosted, bereft, and hollow dimensions
Awaken in malevolent action in a portal of vomit
Spiritually piercing cries resound from polluted chasms
Eerie faces and glowing malignance permeate sickly hopelessness
Emitting nonsense words in dimensions of nightmarish fantasy
Old, dusty, empty screams echo from abysses of false sunlight
Painted as beauty, deathly poison spews from hollow orchestras
Mouthpieces of mindless hatred attempt to consume a flock
That will defeat them all!
Fires spread from hateful mouths, vomiting lies of blasphemy
Raising stars and horns of their own adversary
Donning bullet belts and axes to wage war
On the hand which extends out to them!
Frosted, bereft, and hollow dimensions
Awaken in malevolent action in a portal of vomit
Spiritually piercing cries resound from polluted chasms
In nightmarish fantasy!
Altering reality subjectively, creating lies through astral feces
An air of occult death hovers over metal
Don all the inverted crosses and medieval weaponry you like
Describe the gore you wish on us
You are lost in the lies of demons
Astral portals of vomit and empty death poison the souls of those who seek them, mentally disturbing and physically sickening their propagators;
Sadness, puking, hating, dying
In an attempt to consume a flock that will defeat them all.
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