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Chaos Magick - Opus 1
07:37
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Chaos Magick
In the freezing labyrinths of gnosis
A personal crumbling
The preprogrammed automation
Give in to self knowledge
Nothing is true, everything is permitted!
Exercise the law of your will - Eudaimonia
I conjure the unconscious forces
A sigil, a symbol by the daemon virtus of my spirit
I'm my own astral servant
Under the power of my own will
I dematerialize in Egregore
And self initiated, I become Chaoist Wizard
Chaosphere shine for me
Deconditioned the former self
Free of paradigms and doctrines
In my mental grimoire
Any and every attempt is possible.
Exhaustion, catharsis, the passion, orgasms,
The altered states of consciousness
Idiosyncratic Signs
the archetype of self, the slavery of mortality
The life force fragment of the universe
I'm the legion and the whole
The origin and sequence
The Synchromysticism
The present and the absence
I have, I am chaos
Kia - Will and perception
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Hypatia - Opus 2
06:13
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Hypatia
In ancient Alexandria - Roman Egypt
A great mind was born in the female body
Daughter of Theon, her mentor of the Chaldean Oracles
The first mathematical woman in history
The philosopher adept of Sophrosine
She sought the Hellenic ideal "mens sana in corpore sano" Hypatia.
Hail the rational laws of nature and the ability of the human mind to be free of dogmas.
In the Temple of the Muses - where the great library resided (mouseion)
Citadel of human consciousness
The martyr of science directly linked to its destruction destiny (Acos, Ania, Lipe Ἄχος, Ἀνία, Λύπη..)
A life and seven centuries of knowledge lost
Decline of the Roman Empire
the division of the east and the west.
Cyril, the fanatic Christian bishop becomes patriarch
Viewed as the greatest Hellenic moral authority
Due to her knowledge she was a counselor to the rulers
So awakening envy and anger, Hypatia became a victim of defamation
They accused her of practicing black magic and witchcraft
A seductive witch
She was stopped by a mob enraged of Cyril's fanatical followers.
She was taken from the carriage and dragged through the streets of Alexandria to the Church of Caesareum
She was tied, had her clothes torn, and using ceramic shards, they plucked her skin and her flesh,...in the end, her mortal remains were burned in Cinaron
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Mayan Underworld
In the ancient lands of Yucatan
An underworld of obscurity and mysteries
Malignant kingdom of diseases and death
Described in the sacred Popol vuh
There are legions of mythological beings
Two demonic judges rule
Hun-Camé, Vucub-Camé, assign powers to the evil spirits
Lords of Xibalbá, spread the hunger, fear, pain, blood, suffering
Chuk, Ch’ak, Pul, Jup
The skulls heaped together and the blood accumulated ..
Down the steepest ladder
On the banks of the rivers – Scorpions, blood and pus
The four paths red, white, yellow
and the black that will take you to the council chamber
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Face the approvals of the torment,
House of Darkness, House of Blades,
House of the cold, House of the Jaguars*
House of Bats, House of Fire
Hun-Camé, Vucub-Camé, Xiquiripat
Chuchumaquic, Ahalpuh, Ahalcaná
Chamiabac, Chamiaholom, Quicxic
Patán, Quicré Quicrixcac
¡Salve la legión de dioses malévolos del inframundo maya de Xibalbá!
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4. |
Memento Mori - Opus 4
05:40
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Memento Mori
Night-walk inside, sadly I keep.
Infinite ancestors shared despairs.
Where of the left breast, death reaps
The buried soul of many affairs
Suddenly I hear a caw lugubrious tone
No one is welcome here, I do not receive visits
Who are you, that upset my psychic home?
Return immediately to deep hell, I elicit (you)!
Let me in.
I fly over (black skies)
I'm your insomniacs (burning eyes)
I’m life slowly fainting (inside)
I’m the one who created your exile.
Where I find myself in the time, I don’t know.
Actually, the night is no longer undone
No matter whatever it is if the appetite not flow
I feel dead but the peace is not to come
Now, emissary of damnation, you are sent to me
Prophetic black bird that know more than the others
You came to scare me, but of this fear I’m free
Most ominous of animals, why here do you hovers?
Your time is approaching!!
I bring your own thoughts (lies)
The unconscious memory (conspire against)
That reveals your destiny (madness, delirium)
And thine own torments
Petty and evil intent I'll be clear
damn revulsion move away from here.
Underworld Incense
It smells like putrid carcass
Dark, rainy, cold, dirty, always
Listen, I am your gateway.
My mourning winged, I recognize you
Now I can feel your real maneuver.
The pain that I suffer, you suffer too
You are my somber side, my black suture
We are the one
Memento Mori
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Danse Macabre - Opus 5
06:45
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Danse Macabre
Ubi sunt qui ante nos fuerunt?
Ubi nunc?
Somewhere, she'll personify... future horizons
Of black halo, sprinkling funereal emanation,
A trail of melancholy coming from distant worlds.
Expatriate in the void and reap the uprooting
Who did not allow lewd anguish.
And didn't savor the thought of the self extinction
nor tasted the nectar of the disappearance,
will never be cured of the deceased immanence
Under the sun a spring of corpses triumphs.
Beauty itself is only death boasting in the receptacles of pain.
Frosty memories, a regret that melts
Eyes refuse to drown in themselves
The darkness stretches out within us.
light from nowhere illuminates our fall
the precipice looks at us and we look back
we end up worshiping nihility, nullity, our end
Ritualistic human horror, meditative rot
Rehearsing the last steps of decomposition.
She is coming from the confines of not to be.
To dance on our graves
We emptied ourselves every night
The via nocturna takes us to the borders of destiny
The fine line between phenomenon and noumenon
Noctambulants that slowly sink in the quicksand of this desert nihil
The mediocrity of light and her absence, in an immense necropolis
The malign torpor of the eternal return of life in clear-dark, light and shadow
An Illusion preached by an inner star implode and explode for no apparent reason
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My Unacceptable Desire
…And the night came tied to coldness
And with it came the evil as it followed me.
Then this tormented me so slowly
A bloody passion feeds me wholly
It absorbs me, a mortuary attire,
My unacceptable desire.
Accompanies me the eternal punishment
Hallowed blessing in hell’s fire
Due to my thirst for life’s liquid
From numerous hybrid wishes
My power was unusable
Now it's at her feet, my infinite life foiled
And then I was most strong
sang the melancholic death song
it extinguished my dawn very fast
And my heart became the darkest
For a long time, I didn't even realize
That beside me was only a somber sea
It was then that I reconciled with darkness and bitterness
For not being able to have her with me
I’d not be worthy anymore to be so strong
I re-encountered death once again
What before took my life away
Now hands me back to the suffering
Heart!
How can you still pump this ill blackened blood
In this parasite & killer worm
That should never have been born?
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7. |
Miss Ives - Opus 7
04:45
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Miss Ives
Miss Ives, pale cold moon, creature of the night
Beloved mother of outcasts and unloved eyes
Immaculate decadence of the common good
Unhappy poetical soul that’s born misunderstood
Patere legem quam ipse tulisti
Tunc magis tragoedi audiendi, magis scilicet vocales
Miss Ives, what has tempted you in the world?
The passing happy illusion of others?
You Lost your faith to find your life
And lost your life trying to find your faith
From sin you came to sin you’ll return
Promised to him, from many names, Draculea
Until the end of time he’ll hunt you wherever you are
Poisoning the pestilential air and forcing sundown
Disavow the creator, Lord of the oppressed.
Seal the wounds and join your alliance .
Rise against yourself,
you are also fallen angel.
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Ars Moriendi - Opus 8
05:08
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Ars Moriendi
The time that shatters echoes in us,
And the delirium that sustains life faints.
The future no longer offers reason to be
And the senility of the spirit accelerates
I offer rumination to distaste
Cause I lost my vocation to the insipid
Shuddering with impatience to decay
Salus hominis in fini consistit
Despair materializes in human
The pretense of nothingness baptized into being
Morsus conscientiae, a despectio sui
Dementia grants a negative miracle
Irretrievably established condition
Funerals are lived by anticipation without perception
The bastards hardly know what they are
Even death couldn’t add nothing to nothing.
Cries of inopia,
Austere cruel fate
Dystopia
Shadows of null faith
Ipso facto
Hic et Nunc
Erga omnes
Unum Nihil
Retreat front the narcotic glimmer
I lost my faculties in a mist of false hope.
Hidden deaths of postponed cadaver
“Salus hominis in fini consistit”
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Epicedium - Opus 9
07:53
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Epicedium
Omnipotence bled before our eyes
In the village of Röcken lies the antichrist
Where is the good and the bad
What is right and wrong?
A confusing yet vivid dream of knowl.
Painted his self-portrait of dark soul
Where the light hits strongest
the shadow is darkest
How painful were the hours of the day
And finding the unpleasant dark of the night
Living was the hardest task before decay
Needed the thought of self inflicting scourge of might
One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star“
Der Wille zur Macht
The instinct for self restoration
There are no facts, only interpretations
Offer yourself, your life
The supreme sacrifice
For all values, a transvaluation
For humanity, a reexamination
United the summit and the abyss as a path to the eagle
Generating from the womb of eternity beyond good and evil
A deep collision of awareness as an explosive genome
Man is something that shall be overcome.
As an unpolluted sea that received muddy rivers
Revealing your great disdain to the nihilists sinners
The dynamite, the Übermensch
The post-god immoralist.
Philosopher volunteering on the ice ridges of life.
In search of what is strange, and questionable lights
Even in the coldest and most vast loneliest strife
How micro are things when observed from the heights.
One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star“
In his last hardest chewable chunks of existence
Tormenting, disappointing and suffocating summer reminiscences
In the last degree of self-control from a madness attack he shielded his stronghold.
He sought an alchemical trick that could turned all filth into gold
“To those human beings who are of any concern to me I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill-treatment, indignities — profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, the wretchedness of the vanquished”
1 Anti-nature is chide
2 Religion is a death kiss
3 Desbeatify the deified
4 Chastity is a real abyss
5 The priest is a Tschandala design
6 The criminal is the lord divine
7 The rest follows from this
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