Secrets of the Moon
Album • 2006
This track is instrumental.
Let my hands down they are marrowless disquietingly they search the way they can not lead you anymore Let them starve they want to be lead by someone else life line guides death death guides up and deeper down Still life fades a prostration feet don't bear anymore This is what we strive for this is our will will is us versus It is here it is here It is here graciously it sinks don't leave me now where is all the blood when I'm gone Do not deride him is that you strive for we are nothing but men following the shadow
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
You cruel king did you mention that there are chosen ones who come forth We wear the crown god used to wear this gruelling weight it feels right Feel the choking blackness of a new year so familiar so devastating You cruel king you cruel king Maybe completed maybe divided in six accomplished by foreign hands it is here where are you It distorts the ambiguous feeds life with decay thirst and death immanent in ill-gotten souls it is here where are you
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Today I washed my hands in ashes I ate from the white doves and yearned for Megiddo in excelsis I feel that I breathe I feel that he breathes I feel that I breathe I feel that he breathes Yet I'm punished he is punished yet I'm punished kick me down the stairs he is punished God wears black today while he steps out in the world to carry the stillborn to the shore and I strengthen him to throw us into the fire his glint is a phenomenon Eat your children cause they are yours to see what they saw to remember darkness they are not what you wanted them to be they are not what you wanted them to be Today I drank the piss the fruits of wisdom and touched the children of the cross I helped them up to let them fall again I was - did you see the star fall Aiwass - did you see the star fall
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Aurea prima sata est aetas, que vindice nullo sponte sua, sine lege fidem rectumque colebat. Postquam Saturno tenebrosa in Tartara misso sub Iove mundus erat, subiit argentea proles, auro deterior, fulvo pretiosior aere. Tertia post illam succesit aena proles, saevior ingeniis et ad horrida promptior arma, non scelerata tamen. de duro est ultima ferro. protinus inrupit venae peioris in aevum omne nefas: fugere pudor verumque fidesque; Neve foret terris securior arduus aether, adfectasse ferunt regnum caeleste Gigantas altaque congestos struxisse ad sidera montes. tum pater omnipotens misso perfregit Olympum fulmine et excussit subiectae Pelion Ossae. obruta mole sua cum corpora dira iacerent, perfusam multo natorum sanguine Terram inmaduisse ferunt calidumque animasse cruorem, et, ne nulla suae stirpis monimenta manerent, in faciem vertisse hominum. sed et illa propago contemptrix superum saevaeque avidissima caedis et violenta fuit: scires e sanguine natos.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
A slim starved body rises to vast extents this wrinkled tactful skin from the head to the tip of the toe Impeccable in nature and appearance pours in everlasting seven seas the revolting ghost stirs through salvation lives on and studies the living Darkness anonymous here bygone forever and now when will I become Darkness devours the bones of the descendant they forgot to call the name of the lord as the shadow discovered them and turned them to beings Characters failed in words of fury he is deep he afflicts The ghost is me the ghost is me He expects men to adopt the spirit to cry anxiously to mark death with a cross to stir through salvation salvation
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
She can see him climbing the walls so slow so everlasting his vow is forever seraphim lives An angel burns metres high an angel in a shape of a man an angel flawless in appearance choked in the fires of a new sun He touched my mouth with fervent coal no guilt, no sin he touched my mouth with fervent coal You're calling me to the ground crucify the ego let the senses randomize The sheep must be long dead now they are alone we are eternal no one else will ever be The pazuzu of the west the dissonance in words seraphim is dead seraphim is dead If he's really here you should have seen him behind these walls you can see through you can raise a temple in seconds
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
They tried to speak with angel tongues in vainglorious expressions in absence they serve decline is long, dirty, cold In absence they serve decline is long, dirty, cold This colossal darkness blackens the accused for they stand alone anonymous in chains Lucifer speaks You disperse the ground with fragments of broken bones they were not yours you scatter a thousand deaths Lucifer speaks A new fire conceals the living similar to the ashes of the countenance apathetic they run the tunnels of blood The darkness at the end of the tunnel
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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