TRIUMFALL LYRICS

1. Deaths Are His Monument

With every sound of croak,
When despair corrodes the harmony of worms,
I behold the iconic manifest of revenge...
Titanic formation of what enemy is to be...

Mass graves...
Mass mirrors of reign that is yet to come?
Funeral fires...
Ignition and denial within "I" is born?
Plagues and famine...
Wrath of YHVH or privilege for the devilish watcher?
Death fanaticism...
Black magic of His malign essence?

Thus, with the last drop, in this last cup
I toast The Disorder, I praise The Wisdom!
Thus, with the last drop, in this last cup
I toast The Serpent, I praise The Beast!

And I see no mirage... I see it no more!
The Light that burns, and The Dark that gnaws...
Abominating union of existence revealed,
The final retrospection of so known phantasmagoria.

Oh, Lord, where shall I seek for the works of Thine?

When microcosm is one with the skyline,
And the Sun is adjust deep within Adept's skin,
I shall behold:
The stench of bodies, scorched temples
Of once upon vain sacrifice...

Lo,
Deaths are His monument!
Lo,
Deaths are His monument!

2. Black Devotion Manifest

Blood soaked tongues infect the flesh,
Make it rot and liberate The Flame!
Let the essence be clean of nature's vanity!
Let every pore absorb the gas of Thy exhale!
And the words shine through wounds...
Voices of hatred of which nothing is saved...
Archlight of Black Gnosis overwhelm
In cataleptic trance and devotion.
Echoes of disorder, despair and impiety...
The monuments that possess...
His words are wide spoken!

Ethic of sin, aesthetic of sacrifice...
I suffocate the name of Adonai
And bleed the ultimate paradigm
!!!HVHY!!!

Swords of blessing, awaken by an ancient presence,
Through countless death are channeling the hunger of aeons.
And wings shall serve, but He shall lead,
For He is Holy!
No ark shall sail in the flood of Khaos
For no man is worth of His divinity!
Chains of a thousand years are broken...
Behold the greater Wind!

Salvation through pain,
Masochistic principles of inner hate!
Bring to Earth the puzzles of It's construction
And burn the third stone with infernal haze!

Sounds of decadence, a symphony of cut throats,
In ashes is reflected the pride of the inferiors...
A funeral of men, a twilight of creation...
Bitter waters to praise The Wise!

Aesthetic of slaughtered mass...
Deformed mouth opens to spread the chant:
"Oh, Lord, spare me not!"

Spiral tortures are entombed by laws of The Will
And over-crushing lava swallows cyclic forms of nature.
Axioms denied, faith fulfilled,
Works of His words materialized!





TRIUMFALL LYRICS