C / C.S. / Zehul Ithos Osnok
No Vision Dwells Beyond These Blind Eyes,
For No Life Grows Upon These Timeless Lands.
Ohl-Eus-Noch, I Invoke You…
Ohl-Eus-Noch, Libera Me…
Symbolic Masquerade Of New-Born Planets Exists
As White-Eyed Broken Dolls In Timespace’s Axiom.
Sad Cosmic Tears Fall From The Failure Of The Gods.
Sick Tunes Of Astral Flutes Resound In The Shadowsphere.
Behold, The Reign!
I Am The Crownless Monarch.
Behold, The Shapeless Living Filth From Sum-Lubhok’s Temple:
Nimos And Horegis, Kings Of All Betrayals.
Aith Vehel,
Bride Of Ibathur’s Dawns,
Show Me The 13th Portal Along Noleth-Mol’s Way:
The Most Yearned Of Edens, Or The Profoundest Hell.
Leukhonos Athim Ho-Ho Xul Hen’o Ithos.
Translate The Formula To Open Wide The Yawning Abyss.
Queens Of The Punching Dance-Matres!
(They) Appear In Holy Women’s Form Below This Inverted Sky.
Thio Meni Onodhor…
Thio ‘Nsotzi Onodhor…
Seimhann Hastur Evihal…
Seimhann Hastur Evihal…
Make A Languid Ballet Of My Loneliness.
Make An Oversight Of My Sorrow.
Make A Carnival Of My Suicide.
Make A Sumptuous Banquet Of My Sad Demise.
…Ohl-Eus-Noch…
Phyil’ Ehre Tu Thoohan
Ohl-Eus-Noch
Zehül Ithos Osnok.
Thio Meni Onodhor…
Thio ‘Nsotzi Onodhor…
Seimhann Hastur Evihal…
Seimhann Hastur Evihal…
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