Trollfan

Ta mig ver brinnande vatten. Lat snn smlta i handen. Fangad av starkaste nt. Sanden star torr och het. . Det tisslar och tasslar. Lyssna - Lven prasslar.

The Room Of Thousands Arts

Trng dig genom vggens bud. Till en vrld utan ljud an. exponent for number 10 and m(3). Ett rum (5,101 x 10(14)m(2)) i djupets. botten is supposed to the square meter.

The Black Vagabond And The Swan Of Two Heads

Still the fields are in motion. Not as pictures but as time. Hunting the white plague. In the absence of my body. . I watch myself drown. in the blue aura.

Tears Have No Name

Tba In A Silver Box

Those Now Sleep Forever

This Night Is The Coroner's

Through your teeth will my desire. Give life to this sickening perversion. This distortion of passion. Oh, how this infernal evening hath. Surrendered the beat of my heart.

The Greatest Deception

Trumps Of An Archangel

[music by Aphazel, Lyrics by Grimm]. Reveal to me, let me see, the precious face of yours. In darkness, where I'm alone, come forth with your wars. You, forever my lord. You, forever my lord, I always deny jesus, son of god. Creation, never done by god, salvations, I find in the goat, Lucifer, brand me with your mark, Lord of darkness, come out from the dark ! Red morningstar, watch me attack, I shall reveal, weak son of god, forever the human lies spreading all wrong, (crushed by) all his evil arts, evil arts of war! Creation, never done by god, salvations, I find in the goat, Lucifer, brand me with your mark, Lord of darkness, come out from the dark!.

The Witch

[Music & Lyrics : Jesus Christ !]. . up from grave. I come to break the spell. . slept with corpses scraped. dry blood from veins. . dark clouds above shadow hallow.

The Pagan Cycle

Eurus, we call upon the east wind. Notus, we call upon the south wind. Zephyrus, we call upon the west wind. Boreas, we call the north wind. Spirit mother hear thy pagan son.

The Heritage

"Obscure forces of the shadows I call you!". I'm the one who raped the children of Abel. I am the wicked King of the night. And I am the wicked King of the night.

The Emerald Tablet

Innocent games of unwritten spells as a child,. animals are companions and mentors,. and the moon my night side mother.. . No one understood them, few comprehend now!.

The Draining

How deep is your sleep?. That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams?. Disrupting the sanity of slumber,. the vile and wretched creature. from the astral realm stands right before you..

The Call Of The Absu Deep

[music by Aphazel, Lyrics by Grimm]. You lie still, forever dreaming. Belior, thy serpent calls to thee. Hear me, mighty Cthulu, living on a dream. Cthulu, Lord of dreams. Tiamat, Lord of Seas. Ariel, City of sleep. Cthulu, Lord of the Absu deep. In his arms made of yearn, dead Cthulu waits but dreaming, the enemy rose, Hades, be the kingdom, to cover the earth. Cthulu, Lord of dreams. Tiamat, Lord of Seas. Ariel, City of sleep. Cthulu, Lord of the Absu deep. Hades shall come, back to the earth. In sleep, death's son, unifies. Belfritz, here she unfolds, the secrets of the dead ! Cthulu, Lord of dreams, Tiamat, Lord of Seas, Ariel, City of sleep. Cthulu, Lord of the Absu deep.

The Cainian Chronicle Part Iii & Iv: Disciplines Of Caine / Zillah And The Crone

[Part III: Disciplines of Caine]. . My wrathful cries of anguish. Filled that dismal night. I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tears. . When I glanced up.

The Cainian Chronicle Part Ii: Lillith's Embrace

[Caine:]. 'Alone in the darkness I can hear. The sweetest voice. Whispering words of surcease. And I rejoiced!. . Who would dare speak to one so. Condemned as I?.

Total Misanthropia

Hate!. Take the blood, take the blood. Of my enemies. Total hate. I want them to die. Total misantropia. Who needs weak flesh or family. Total misantropia.

The Cainian Chronicle Part I: The Curse

Black clouds fill the day sky. In the primitive lands of Nod. As the two sons of Adam offer up. Their gifts (of pride) to the one reigning high. A dark fate born by sacrificial fire.

Thermopylae

Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law. 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe. Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory. Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea.