SZRON LYRICS

1. Permafrost

I turn this abhorrent world
into an endless desert of frost
cold reigns supreme
deep below the zero absolute
where I was cast
where I cast the worlds

I let all life to endure ...
...sheltered from death
kept away from vitality
deprived of hope

I let it thrive on my hate
crown it with lack of understanding
and warped meanings
choke it with its self indulgence

Still

Immortal

I descend into subterrean glaciers
that submerged under the face of the earth
into the permafrost
ages ago
when everything was young
Ages... of which memories have melted away
with the rays of the first Spring Sun, now dead
the blood crystalizes,
turning into ruby shards tearing me from within
the delivering Pain
In slumberlike delirium
massmurder dreams fill the hollow space
Relentlessly
I await the stars to burn out
and Nothingness to take their place

2. Reign In Hydrogen Cyanide

we worship you
the One who rides the cloud of ashes
blown by freezing necrogales
above the black metropolies
of krematories
Thou art the Lord
and Thine is the Power
the Kingdom and the Glory
vast dead desert
monolithic tomb of the world
great creation of Nothingness
where under we necrolive
savouring death and torture
a reward
from the Master of the Gaschamber Labirynth

3. The Race Of Satan (Messengers Of The Void)

the strenght is not in numbers
it lies in firmness of the spirit
the confines of Arisktocracy
dead monuments
of the race of Satan
the black light that is never to be seen
by the lesser folk
the power born to devour its children
in the triumphant blaze in extremis
we rejoice in hate and despair
wreaking destruction upon the world
unholy messengers of the Void
and its Black Lord

4. Nekronihilistik

as you succumb to an elder subhuman pattern
genetic sewage builds up
primordial instinct of survival
generic reproduction
regression into animal state
a way into endless disgenic disaster
we laugh at your pathetic life-cult
and rejoice in your demise
we mock your ways of necrolatry
and spit at the dearest dead
we are the servants of Satan
Gods among the herd people
We pray only Death
and drink from the chalice
of
Nekronihilistik Misanthropy

5. The Beckoning (The Vision)

a dream of a dormant corpse
dreamt whilst in an animated state
a narrow vision in red
ribboned by the Vortex
(and) the Labirynth within it
The corpse shivered. ...awakening
ready to act
precise cut
cold and deep
The Pain.
Sudennly the vision widens.
The BLACK HELL.
Not of that spectral
but celestial Blackness
a solid Shape.
The Monolith
of Emptiness
and Missatisfaction
is risen







SZRON LYRICS