From Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers
Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith
Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s):
They have broken through
The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon
"Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi)
And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born
Shatter Sinai
Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man
Beelzebub Zebubbael Zionbabel
They awaken And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought. There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices From the veiled thrones WorldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
