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01. Devil's Blood
Ageless, eternal in grace
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom,
tongues telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged man's semen
with necrophageous delight
and let the Devil enter
with all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark,
I kneel unto thee, father, I am opened!
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains!!!
The Devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of His holy revelation
It floats from the garden of Eden
in malevolent grace
The Devil's blood,
through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form,
to unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free,
in the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now!
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse,
until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are not spoken by me, but through
The Devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of His holy revelation
From the tongues of the serpent
into chalices three,
the Devil's blood
runneth through me!
====================
Вечный, всегда пребывающий в благодати,
Узри змея искусителя!
Пылающие мудростью глаза,
Языки его рекут извращенную правду.
Я проглотил семя повешенного
С жадностью падальщика
И впустил Дьявола внутрь
Во всем его могуществе.
И в невыносимом стыде, просвещенный твоим бездонным
мраком,
Я преклоняю колени пред тобой, отец, я открыт,
Пусть твои кинжалы вонзятся в меня с их необузданной
оскверненной благодатью.
Потечет по этим изголодавшимся венам
Самая грязная кровь, самая великая боль!
Дьявольская кровь,
Проклятие освобождения,
Гнусная сущность откровения его святости,
Проистекающая из садов Эдена,
В своей озлобленной грации.
Дьявольская кровь
Сквозь лабиринт пентаграммы.
Разверзнитесь врата, за которыми зреет искажение,
Навстречу неземным мистериям и огню.
Из стигмат сочится теперь несдерживаемый поток гнозиса
В славном свете звезды о пяти концах.
Тьма, свет звезды в глаза,
Теперь дорожка кажется такой очевидной,
Я пью собственную кровь, но вкус её больше не имеет со мной общего.
Я гляжу в зеркало, но никто не смотрит оттуда.
Движущая сила мертвеца – голод,
Когда будет он утолен?
Капля за каплей, проклятие за проклятием,
Пока три чаши не заполнены до краев.
Душа эта молит не за победу, а за поражение,
Тело преклонило колени не в тщете, во крови,
Глаза видят не пустоту, но правду,
Эти слова говорю не я, я лишь орудие говорящего.
Дьявольская кровь,
Проклятие освобождения,
Гнусная сущность откровения его святости,
Нашептываемая языком змеиным.
В три кубка
Дьявольская кровь
Струится сквозь меня!
Ageless, eternal in grace
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom,
tongues telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged man's semen
with necrophageous delight
and let the Devil enter
with all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark,
I kneel unto thee, father, I am opened!
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains!!!
The Devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of His holy revelation
It floats from the garden of Eden
in malevolent grace
The Devil's blood,
through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form,
to unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free,
in the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now!
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse,
until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are not spoken by me, but through
The Devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of His holy revelation
From the tongues of the serpent
into chalices three,
the Devil's blood
runneth through me!
====================
Вечный, всегда пребывающий в благодати,
Узри змея искусителя!
Пылающие мудростью глаза,
Языки его рекут извращенную правду.
Я проглотил семя повешенного
С жадностью падальщика
И впустил Дьявола внутрь
Во всем его могуществе.
И в невыносимом стыде, просвещенный твоим бездонным
мраком,
Я преклоняю колени пред тобой, отец, я открыт,
Пусть твои кинжалы вонзятся в меня с их необузданной
оскверненной благодатью.
Потечет по этим изголодавшимся венам
Самая грязная кровь, самая великая боль!
Дьявольская кровь,
Проклятие освобождения,
Гнусная сущность откровения его святости,
Проистекающая из садов Эдена,
В своей озлобленной грации.
Дьявольская кровь
Сквозь лабиринт пентаграммы.
Разверзнитесь врата, за которыми зреет искажение,
Навстречу неземным мистериям и огню.
Из стигмат сочится теперь несдерживаемый поток гнозиса
В славном свете звезды о пяти концах.
Тьма, свет звезды в глаза,
Теперь дорожка кажется такой очевидной,
Я пью собственную кровь, но вкус её больше не имеет со мной общего.
Я гляжу в зеркало, но никто не смотрит оттуда.
Движущая сила мертвеца – голод,
Когда будет он утолен?
Капля за каплей, проклятие за проклятием,
Пока три чаши не заполнены до краев.
Душа эта молит не за победу, а за поражение,
Тело преклонило колени не в тщете, во крови,
Глаза видят не пустоту, но правду,
Эти слова говорю не я, я лишь орудие говорящего.
Дьявольская кровь,
Проклятие освобождения,
Гнусная сущность откровения его святости,
Нашептываемая языком змеиным.
В три кубка
Дьявольская кровь
Струится сквозь меня!
01. Devil's Blood
Ageless, eternal in grace
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom,
tongues telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged man's semen
with necrophageous delight
and let the Devil enter
with all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark,
I kneel unto thee, father, I am opened!
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains !!!
The devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of his holy revelation
It floats from the garden of Eden
in malevolent grace
The devil's blood,
through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form,
to unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free,
in the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now!
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse,
until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are not spoken by me, but through
The devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of his holy revelation
From the tongues of the serpent
into chalices three,
the devil's blood
runneth through me!
=====================
Eternal, always abiding in grace
Behold the snake of the tempter!
Flaming eyes of wisdom
His tongues recruit the perverted truth.
I swallowed the seed of the hanged man
With the greed of the scavenger
And let the Devil in
In all its power.
And in unbearable shame, enlightened by your bottomless
in the dark
I kneel before you father I am open
Let your daggers pierce me with their rampant
defiled by grace.
Flowing through these starving veins
The dirtiest blood, the greatest pain!
Devil's blood
The curse of liberation
The vile essence of the revelation of his holiness,
Flowing from the gardens of Eden,
In his embittered grace.
Fiendish blood
Through the labyrinth of the pentagram.
Open the gates behind which the distortion ripens
Towards unearthly mysteries and fire.
An unrestrained stream of gnosis oozes from stigma
In the glorious light of the star about five ends.
Darkness, starlight in the eyes
Now the path seems so obvious
I drink my own blood, but its taste no longer has in common with me.
I look in the mirror, but no one is looking from there.
The driving force of the dead is hunger,
When will it be satisfied?
Drop by drop, curse by curse
Until three bowls are filled to the brim.
This soul does not pray for victory, but for defeat,
The body knelt not in vain, in blood,
The eyes do not see the void, but the truth,
These words are not said by me, I am only a tool of the speaker.
Devil's blood
The curse of liberation
The vile essence of the revelation of his holiness,
Whispering in serpentine language.
In three cups
Fiendish blood
Flowing through me!
Ageless, eternal in grace
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom,
tongues telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged man's semen
with necrophageous delight
and let the Devil enter
with all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark,
I kneel unto thee, father, I am opened!
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains !!!
The devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of his holy revelation
It floats from the garden of Eden
in malevolent grace
The devil's blood,
through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form,
to unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free,
in the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now!
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse,
until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are not spoken by me, but through
The devil's blood,
the curse of salvation,
the odious essence
of his holy revelation
From the tongues of the serpent
into chalices three,
the devil's blood
runneth through me!
=====================
Eternal, always abiding in grace
Behold the snake of the tempter!
Flaming eyes of wisdom
His tongues recruit the perverted truth.
I swallowed the seed of the hanged man
With the greed of the scavenger
And let the Devil in
In all its power.
And in unbearable shame, enlightened by your bottomless
in the dark
I kneel before you father I am open
Let your daggers pierce me with their rampant
defiled by grace.
Flowing through these starving veins
The dirtiest blood, the greatest pain!
Devil's blood
The curse of liberation
The vile essence of the revelation of his holiness,
Flowing from the gardens of Eden,
In his embittered grace.
Fiendish blood
Through the labyrinth of the pentagram.
Open the gates behind which the distortion ripens
Towards unearthly mysteries and fire.
An unrestrained stream of gnosis oozes from stigma
In the glorious light of the star about five ends.
Darkness, starlight in the eyes
Now the path seems so obvious
I drink my own blood, but its taste no longer has in common with me.
I look in the mirror, but no one is looking from there.
The driving force of the dead is hunger,
When will it be satisfied?
Drop by drop, curse by curse
Until three bowls are filled to the brim.
This soul does not pray for victory, but for defeat,
The body knelt not in vain, in blood,
The eyes do not see the void, but the truth,
These words are not said by me, I am only a tool of the speaker.
Devil's blood
The curse of liberation
The vile essence of the revelation of his holiness,
Whispering in serpentine language.
In three cups
Fiendish blood
Flowing through me!