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Trichotomia
01:36
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Sightless time
05:08
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Sightless time
Like the halter of the berserk
Stallion gets broken,
So torn the tether
Of elements of matter.
Chain of births discontinued,
The world's flooded by creatures
Facing the power
That keeps the whole nature together.
Darkness and diseases,
Discord and fear,
Last breaths are blowing
The trumpets of destruction,
This Great Month brought us the age
Of endless decay and disruption.
Life's a may-fly, a blink of an eye
In the realm of chaos,
A hopeless wish to find
The ambush of the real time.
The era of this epoch is as
Sightless as a blind man,
It measures something else,
But not the time of the universe.
Nothing's sacred,
It's a dog eat dog world,
Brother kills brother,
No mercy, no compromise,
More than two thousand years
In the manner of fratricide.
Spirit's writhing in chains of obsession,
On altar of Mammon soul is sacrificed,
Flesh is sick, being wasted by poison,
Life's an illusion in (the) sightless time,
In the sightless time.
Life is an illusion,
The biggest lie
In the sightless time.
The sun is false, the moon is weird,
And shadows taint the light,
Homeless wolves are howling in the
Empty, starless night.
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The best thing in life
07:38
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The best thing in life
Life's a show, and we are all
Doomed to play our roles.
The script is strange, gets always changed,
The characters are tools.
I know, I feel: hell's now, hell's here...
Why have I been sent here?
Why did I get born?
What sins might I have committed,
That I am paying for?
Each waking's a grievous return
From a distant land to this grim life on Earth.
Afloat hours long between the two worlds
I relive all pains and torments of birth.
I like wind and the raindrops on my skin,
I like the life-giving rays of Sun,
The clean, refreshing water of the spring.
I like night with silver Moon and shining stars,
I like darkness, I like daylight,
But the best thing in life is to die...
The audience is cryptic,
And they want to see our blood,
I'd drop my mask, ruin the sets,
And leave the stage, but how?!
I know, I feel: hell's now, hell's here...
How could I leave this place,
And avoid to be back?
Which way of passing's safer than the
One that brought by death?
A lifetime lasting, incessant wait
For something, that comes to fulfill my fate.
Just now, lately I could understand:
I've been waiting for my very last breath.
I know, I feel: hell's now, hell's here...
This world looks often so very weird,
Lights are dim, as if end is near.
I feel so strange, I can't find my place,
I wish, I could vanish without trace!
I like trees as they whisper in my ears,
I like the heavy fog in the woods,
I like the odor of the fallen leaves.
I like the flight of the falcon way up high,
I like the miracles of nature,
Still the best thing in life is to die...
I like clouds as they wreathe and fill the sky,
I like the anger of elements,
I like when thunder strikes and shakes the ground.
I like bliss, I like cheerfulness, and love,
The kiss, the embrace of my beloved,
Yet the best thing in life is to die...
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Scyths
05:42
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On the celestial path of Life
Gemini guides our spirits.
From the heart of the Milky Way,
Through the Sagittarius
Matter and power are streaming,
Life is thriving.
I fight you just to fight for you,
I raise you over myself,
I show the virtue, veiled in you,
And this secret will be buried deeply!
The only form of victory
Worthy of a human,
Forgiveness, and free mercy,
The future of man's in our hands!
In the swirling river of Death
Pisces is drifting with the tide.
The extragalactic witch
From behind the Virgo
Siphons the life and power
Off from our world.
For the grace of a false god
Brothers kill each other,
Soul is banished, faith is lost,
Devoured by bio-robots.
But we carry on, and climb
The summit of the Mountain,
And as Cancer ascends, we pardon
Even our fiercest foemen.
Fight, like the Scyths used to fight!
To keep up the fire - it is our desire!
We endure our fate
With our heads held up high,
This is the way,
We must walk all our lives!
Always for ourselves,
Never against others!
As proud grandchildren
Of the Hammer of the World
We are following in the track
Of Hunor and Magor.
Not against each other,
But for each other,
And shoulder to shoulder we fight
In defiance with the
Storms of times!
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The return
00:48
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6. |
The shining one
05:43
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The shining one
Fallen angel, vanquished and exiled,
Tortured, enchained deep beneath earth and sky.
Broken wings, blinded eyes,
Muted mouth, filled with gloomy, grim mountains.
Light and freedom, the prime-wisdom of God,
He fought for these goods, he fought to exalt mankind.
But he failed, he lost the fight,
Got bound, enslaved, and without our guardian angel,
We instantly fell into the dark.
He's who defies the spreading darkness,
The brightest,
He is the one, who lights the night,
The morning star.
He has new wings to fly, to soar
The vast sky,
His voice is loud, his eyes are shining bright.
He's awake, he'll retrieve
The pure divine knowledge,
We've lost at the dawn of the times,
He'll dispel the dense,
Strangling mist of ignorance,
He'll bring the light,
He will bring us the light!
We are still living in the Dark Lord's realm,
In the world of black substance.
(But) shade and fear will disappear,
When the tongue-tied speaks,
Mountains are crushing down,
(And) his voice fills the whole universe.
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Endure
06:36
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Endura
Souls are stars, divine sparking lights -
Tiny, shining parts of God,
Lost spirits of fallen angels -
Expelled from the realm of light,
Condemned to a constant cycle -
Counterchange of life and death,
Time to time imprisoned on earth -
In soil and dust of human flesh.
"Grief and lie are the rulers of this world."
My body is old, weak and tired,
But my soul's even more haggard,
Hundreds of years exiled and trapped.
"Only those who really want to live, can die."
My clay is slowly wasting away
Through starvation and thirstiness,
My soul is longing to be free.
This was the last life, I've lived,
And this will be my last death.
No more mundane bodies,
No more imprisonment!
Endura!
I shed these rags of flesh,
My soul is free to fly
Like a spark of light
(back to heaven).
The time has come!
I leave this hell forever,
And break the cycle,
I'll never be re-born
(into this world).
I will meet my Maker
When I return to the realm of light.
"Moreover you must hate this world
and its works and all things
that are of this world!"
"There's only one life true: the one after death."
Chain of re-births must be broken,
My soul deserved the endless rest,
Walls of (the) prison are crashing down.
The death-fast is ending shortly,
I die as a "goodman".
Hear my last words to you:
"May you come to a good end!"
Souls are stars, divine sparking lights -
Tiny, shining parts of God,
Lost spirits of fallen angels -
Expelled to the realm of dark,
Striving for eternal freedom -
To shed the corporeal mantle,
Longing for ethereal concord -
To drop the burdens of matter.
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8. |
Secretum Omega
06:34
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Secretum Omega
They've come to us from distant farness,
They've just come back to feast and harvest,
The crawlers are the kings of the slaves,
The priests of gods from the outer space.
Gods or ET's,
Faith or science,
Heaven or space,
Angels or aliens?
A dirty, world-wide conspiracy,
A treaty against humanity,
While one hand absolves all the sins,
The other flays the seven skins.
Two thousand years
Of intrigue and plot,
Death of millions
In the name of gracious god.
When the final secret gets revealed,
And all old doctrines fail,
Demons and devils become saints,
And new dogmas rise from ancient fears.
New gods, same old vicars,
New faith, old disguise,
New lambs in the old ruined kraal,
The temple of a new disciple.
The pinnacle of god's creation,
A worthless, cripple reproduction,
With no idea about life,
The immenseness of space and time.
Hiding the truth,
Spreading the lie,
To be praised by the crowd
All tools are allowed.
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9. |
As Earth ascends
06:57
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As Earth ascends
In the endgame of an era,
In the final decanate
We are standing at a cross-road:
To survive or to fade away?
Captured by matter
Hopeless slaves to gold
Are sinking deep into
The swamp of corruption.
The swamp of corruption,
The marsh of decay.
Burden of deeds - a force that pulls down,
There's no way to meet the exalted vibe.
Priests of a false and liar god,
Avid despots, parasites,
Gold and power cannot save them,
With full pockets none arise.
They cannot interfere,
They get out of mesh,
Their souls are crying in
The jail of the rotting flesh,
The jail of rotting flesh,
The prison of clay.
Joints of the world are cracking aloud,
Heavy's the weight: the sin of mankind.
Dire miracles, ominous signs,
There's no Sun, no Moon, and there are no stars.
Thunder and lightning, cascade of stones,
Screams of the fallen - grating, maddening noise.
Soaked with the essence of their own deadly sins
Like a will-o'-the-wisp they all combust,
They melt in the thin air in a blink of an eye
When the hot breath of God turns them to dust.
But from the ashes
A new life begins
As Earth ascends
To a higher grade of existence.
There's no volition, there are no names,
Life is in coma, embraced by shades,
Gates of (the) under worlds are opening wide,
Lost souls are rambling in the world with no light.
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10. |
Zetazonveragh
08:16
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Obscure shapes, dying lights,
Black despair, darkened life...
I was twelve when I lost my sight,
I got shrouded by night with no light.
No physicians, no medicine-men
Could set me free from this burden.
One day of my deepest distress
He came to me, wearing a bird-dress,
Brought a potion, clear like water,
Pressings of a certain flower.
The elixir for the blind
Drove me out of the dark,
And let me behold
A world with no shades -
A world with no shades.
I can see now more than we're at first allowed to see,
I can glance behind the scenes of this reality.
I see, truth lastly always prevails,
Realms built on untruth fall and fade away
As divine justice, the glorious light
Ruptures the darkness, the dense mist of lies.
Sharp contours, distinct lines,
Bright colors, vivid life...
I'm not sightless any longer,
I got rid of fear and anger.
Everything is so bright and clear,
No shade soils the unearthly scene.
There's no darkness as thick as a shroud,
Nothing wraps what's true and what's right.
I see the eternal verities
Unveiling falls mendacities.
Arcanum of fire
Let me see my desire,
And gifted me with
Enhanced vision -
Enhanced vision.
A medicine made of flower,
With some magic, and nature's power
Allows me to
Scour space and time -
Scour space-time.
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