(Excommunication of Resistance)
Stoop not down before those darkened waters...
Kneel not down unto that darkly shining abyss...
Life as death, night to day.. Centuries crawl, and fade away..
Race of men, kings of earth... turn your head, p***s unhearing..
Life as death, sits in wait... fallen son to a king of fate..
Wars of heaven, scorch the skies.. descending angel in pyre cries..
Rebel cherubim bound, to lakes of fire
Cast out the wicked, left to suffer
Forthwith he rises, burning with malice
Charred in horrid vale, filled of dark designs
Amidst flame gathers stygian council in throes of despair
Speak thee of terms to war
Seraphic lords and cherubim gather on golden chair
Speak thee to terms of life
Expanse filled with the hiss of the rustling winged
Speak thee to terms of death
As summons was read, the great consult began!
Speak thee to terms of war
(Council of Abaddon)
Upon exalted throne sat he most high to bring word of war with heaven, scorching the sky
Deicide!
Vengeance!
Is mine!
Sounds of thunder fill the vast expanse as this was not their single host
To war with heaven once more would bring eternal pain none would dare
As lord Belial most fair did rise to tell of their even worsening despair
Speak we of war once more, as we have before
To raise our swords in haste, eternal sulphur pyre we taste
Speak thee in terms of war as we shall suffer more
To rise with wings of death, spilling heavenly crimson
Hear my council, despise we may
To scorch the crimson skies, ephemeral demise
Hearken kings, Lords of hell
Empyrean Gods! Destiny calls!
Cloaked in garb, Of reason's being
Sufficient have stood, though free to fall
Rise to fall, Chaos for eternity
Subterranea, beguiled limbo
Hearken lords, Kings of hell
Enslaved we are, Rueful eternity Thus their caliph rose to them and in thunder spoke of war and hell, heaven and peace
In heaven they would bear upon thrones an unconquerable wealth of destruction and slaughter
Kingdom come
It shall be done!
Vehemently the voices of seraphim enveloped those burning caverns
Such that the lands of earth were up heaved and torn into molten flame
Unto them he threw silence! Attend yourselves to my words cherubim
Diverge our minds from war and turn to.... resurrection!
(A Transversal of Mythologies)
There are times before him, there have been gods of elder creation
Before his inception wars of unbeknownst time were waged of dimensions
The remark of our plight lies in ash, soil and time.. resurrection!
Deities of unimagined dynamism.. Remark to our vindication!
O' myriads of immortal spirits hear my words of grievance and exhumation!
In death we trust o' gods of a time unknown and a place unspoken
Beyond these shackles i shall endure to descry your inception
Vengeance shall be ours! Heaven shall crumble before me!
As with his words the god of hell journeyed from that stygian council unto plains unknown
To the gates of hell he would venture with mind aflame of blasphemy and hate
In absence of their lord, angels of pyre and sulfur let loose a message to he..
Absconded of their grievous bondage and chains they shook the earth at its foundation
The gods and angels of hell could not be silenced with pain and subjugation
Upon his throne in heaven the slightest of cold chills crept upon his spine, and god lowered his head....
Stoop not down before those darkened waters...
Kneel not down unto that darkly shining abyss...
Life as death, night to day.. Centuries crawl, and fade away..
Race of men, kings of earth... turn your head, p***s unhearing..
Life as death, sits in wait... fallen son to a king of fate..
Wars of heaven, scorch the skies.. descending angel in pyre cries..
Rebel cherubim bound, to lakes of fire
Cast out the wicked, left to suffer
Forthwith he rises, burning with malice
Charred in horrid vale, filled of dark designs
Amidst flame gathers stygian council in throes of despair
Speak thee of terms to war
Seraphic lords and cherubim gather on golden chair
Speak thee to terms of life
Expanse filled with the hiss of the rustling winged
Speak thee to terms of death
As summons was read, the great consult began!
Speak thee to terms of war
(Council of Abaddon)
Upon exalted throne sat he most high to bring word of war with heaven, scorching the sky
Deicide!
Vengeance!
Is mine!
Sounds of thunder fill the vast expanse as this was not their single host
To war with heaven once more would bring eternal pain none would dare
As lord Belial most fair did rise to tell of their even worsening despair
Speak we of war once more, as we have before
To raise our swords in haste, eternal sulphur pyre we taste
Speak thee in terms of war as we shall suffer more
To rise with wings of death, spilling heavenly crimson
Hear my council, despise we may
To scorch the crimson skies, ephemeral demise
Hearken kings, Lords of hell
Empyrean Gods! Destiny calls!
Cloaked in garb, Of reason's being
Sufficient have stood, though free to fall
Rise to fall, Chaos for eternity
Subterranea, beguiled limbo
Hearken lords, Kings of hell
Enslaved we are, Rueful eternity Thus their caliph rose to them and in thunder spoke of war and hell, heaven and peace
In heaven they would bear upon thrones an unconquerable wealth of destruction and slaughter
Kingdom come
It shall be done!
Vehemently the voices of seraphim enveloped those burning caverns
Such that the lands of earth were up heaved and torn into molten flame
Unto them he threw silence! Attend yourselves to my words cherubim
Diverge our minds from war and turn to.... resurrection!
(A Transversal of Mythologies)
There are times before him, there have been gods of elder creation
Before his inception wars of unbeknownst time were waged of dimensions
The remark of our plight lies in ash, soil and time.. resurrection!
Deities of unimagined dynamism.. Remark to our vindication!
O' myriads of immortal spirits hear my words of grievance and exhumation!
In death we trust o' gods of a time unknown and a place unspoken
Beyond these shackles i shall endure to descry your inception
Vengeance shall be ours! Heaven shall crumble before me!
As with his words the god of hell journeyed from that stygian council unto plains unknown
To the gates of hell he would venture with mind aflame of blasphemy and hate
In absence of their lord, angels of pyre and sulfur let loose a message to he..
Absconded of their grievous bondage and chains they shook the earth at its foundation
The gods and angels of hell could not be silenced with pain and subjugation
Upon his throne in heaven the slightest of cold chills crept upon his spine, and god lowered his head....