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Oh, hungry Dancers of the web of Wyrd Iron swans of the silver astral lake Even the nebulous sky seem so little to sacrifice to You Listen to my Blood which cries Listen to my breath which bleeds I forget my cell of flesh and bones to fly once more on your audacious wings Embraced by the Gods of hunting You are the eyes of the Infinite river Everything around You dances and dies I pass the line of mortal terror No hope for survival left The world is fading at my blurry sensations but your promise is always kept Give me life Strengthen my withered nightly body Grant me the power of Twilight Offer the everlasting gift You are the eyes of the Infinite river Everything around you dances and dies All these bodies you stare on are going to rot but the family lives on marching through the infinite arena of the galaxies Marches on and on Time does not exist
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I am the fountainhead of all There is nought without Me My essence is identical to everyone but I differ in manifestation Cause I`m the invisible both infinite and one I make your experience possible your will I help to stand He who seeks purpose for me still hasn`t learned me I`m purposeless because immortal Immortal because unborn Cause death is but an event of the waking state and can you dream your own death? The closer you come to My truth the more you become sure of your dream for only it`s creator can transcend it Recognize My truth and it`ll serve you I project to you images phantoms cast from Me for the sake of observation yet you forget me in this confusion Not-self, men worshipped as god restricting themselves infinitively I`m the Father of all gods those shadows born of stagnancy and dread those who have drained your vital fires and left you desiccated midst a world alive Dream not of heavens and hells Know the Now in the fire of Me I project to you images phantoms cast from Me for the sake of observation yet you forget me in this confusion The world i present in front of your eyes that ultimate creation of eternal joy teeming with life like once your ancestors realised Know Me for you can never see Me learn to move by being still See through Me Glimpse my jewel and never be the same again I give you wings...and horns! Cause I`m the observer and I am your self!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Your shadow`s reflection casts on the bitter mirror of truth The part you thrown down Into the deep abyss of night but rises like the moon to force itself on you to have your destiny don Your own pitfalls and dangers the most unaccepted fears your most primitive lover A "love" leading you in tears and bearing at its core destruction only to enlighten you Face your shining shadow yet never identify with it You have to kill it but not until you find it For only on its face can light be perceived Only in its heart can truth be found
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
We philosophize with a hammer breaking your moral laws We found the way the ever reborn river from which`s waters the drinker can`t cease his thirst to stay We are the thunderbolt which discovered happiness the inborn will to power which can`t be satisfied You cry for virtue I praise fitness You cry for peace I live for war Personification of the instinct of decline Pity which spreads the pain Corruption veiled with love Such is your kingdom but there`s more: The ripe for dissolution is preserved The weak and fearfull exalted Active compassion of the failed Locked is the closed door to the self Suicidal equality Repression of man`s instincts My anemic jewish saviour Yeshua Ben Pandera reign into your hospital and water your pale flowers I`ll reap before they grow I prefer my flaming scythe You cry for virtue I praise fitness You cry for peace I live for war Your hate for reality excessive fear of pain transforms one to become part of the herd "Pure spirit": an illusion and a lie The shedding of our earthly cover: Death
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I live by the law of fang and claw I breathe through your fertility Engulf your flame with my own Through mirrors serve me Blood Fill up my cup of life and cease my neverending thirst Serve or die I`m the passion of a crow My lust extend to your innocence Veiled I come to take that which has been mine to hold and keep
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
To look upon it: blindness To know it: sickness To worship it: death To fear it: wisdom To resist it not: redemption An urge which destroys or exalts Our God`s name is Abraxas His eyes reflect union of polarities and they are dark as light, bright as darkness emerging from the abyss of consciousness Above the sun He resides and above the moon unperceivable for the blind who extinguish His balanced twofold power But the one who learns from his shadow the art of life, life of the strong the secret of the alchemist totality wern Individualized Creativity of Logos of Nous Phallic force give birth and take life for the sake of rebirth Lord of cycles, Lord of death Semen and Blood Disintegration and a sword Beautiful like the night sky Terrible like a shark swallowing its helpless prey He`s the world and its continuous change Armed human cock standing on snakes Struggle of man`s intelligence standing on wisdom
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
They are here They were always here, watching Manipulating your biological, sociocultural and religious evolution A new world is rising, now! Free from the bondage of bodies and the rule of death They contact you as single individuals to transform Offering unlimited vision of what you suppose to be real Awaking your eidolon chorus: Alien abductions A new human species created to soar like eagles above the fears of our days offering the path to the brave, the loyal and persistent A break point in time to enter a lucid dream (the oz factor) Wake up! Few are the ones able to grow the rest are carefully prepared to serve Like ignorant animals marching to their slaughter Mass feedings open the gates to the ones who rule The harvest is near chorus: WAKE UP!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Ancient mystic ceremonies locked away from the eyes of the world The worship of Persephone, Ceres and Dionysus the infernal deities of earth the ones who hold the secret of Life and Death ANGRA`S SACRAMENTS: The small sacraments of Angra a preparation for the supervision mysteries Litanies, legends and representations for the union of Dionysus with the Daughter Delivery of knowledge Purification A preliminary initiation for the final revelation THE GREAT (SUPERVISION) SACRAMENTS: The initiated gather in Athen`s arcades listening to the Hierophant`s terms of the supervision sacraments Sacrifices and explanatory ceremonies for them chorus: A worship of earth and its powers An empire of the selected ones To cross this haunted road Until the stand of secret of Gods The mystic procession departs for Eleusis with Iakhos icon (the male of the life of Nature) The one who guides this dance of stars excels in hymns nightly songs (with their nocturnal arrival start the real sacraments) THE ACTIVITIES: A Godly Communion Intercourse with the Gods by their symbols The priest screams sacred and powerful phrases "The strong born the strong" The birth of Iakhos The most perfect of the mystic consideration An ear of wheat cut from the silence A picture of life and nature`s alternations One man`s life and its destiny THE SPECTACLES: The fable of the great θεανών becomes reality in a secret drama The pains, trials and triumphs of the two deities Persephone`s passage from the underworld transport everyone in Hades chorus: Dogmatic instructions Knowledge of higher truths Immortality of souls ...and Triptolemos selects the initiated ones for the underworld kingdom to reign among the dead and live in infinite happiness
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026