look - come. close your eyes and hold your thought. take it, claim for yourself. tis yours, the slaves know it well. . seek - it's there. yet you shall not find it.
they were drawn nigh by void,. by abyss, tranquillity, heat,. demise and silence. the perfect order of death. the angels of illusion. ready for creation.
I want to give you. a piece of myself. I want to smell you. from your skin to your veins. I want to lick all your body. and suck all your neck. and then what?....
"As (the ark) landed, the weight of the ark caused the "blood" to spurt the sky. and gave the star of the tenth moon (...) reality and brilliance".. .
Pretty poor. the spiritual devices form. Perform!. another way of life beyond.. . Asking for!. mechanical devices form. to torture. blind another human sight..
...Thinking of the smell that flows of your mouth. or in the light, that shines in your eyes. . I shall suffer I'll fly through the waves any place where the body shakes.
forlorn, inert being. on a dessert, placed. in the gloom of feelings. blown away by the searing wind. borne on the breath of hell. . a being that shows nothing anymore.
The time has gone. And everything looks old,. The clocks have stop. Life could be reformed.. . The past returns. With anger, fear and war,. Evil comes to bring the world.
[1st Mov. The Conflict]. . Bleed, die, fight! after you've seen. stop, shout! whilst the morning was tempt.. . Walk, run, sleep! in your space, on your way.
The ceremony, nine beings in figures. In ultraviolet, Azathoth, center of the Cosmo. Yog-Sothoth, master of dimensions. Nyarlathothep. (Prince of the Abyss).
When messenger arrived. The groundworks of world shook. And priests, hypocrites trembled. Aiwaz has brought knowledge. . And the equinox of gods began.
Transforming into Mobed. For pleasure of mind. Body and soul, for all gods. You'll see the light. . Shapeless fire of knowledge which. Whirl and clamor again and again.
Divided soul, divided body. Cauldron of thoughts. Nine, nine, nine, open the gate. The ninth level illumination of chosen one. . Fixed star of invisible light.
Vacuum, nothingness. Abyss, black space. Infinity, emptiness. . Man as the torch, man as the scourge. He vacillate beneficence and cruelty. Animal sex, philosophical discussion.
You pray, you kneel. You worship. For thousands years. You sacrifice. . I am the holy son. Created from the chaos. As the god of the race. Of human rats.
Effigy of the impious. Encroach upon my mind. Desolation. Blood- stained altars. Seven temples. And the seventh is for you. Hinnom, Tophet. Imminent annihilation.
I feel cold. My life is too short. But I know. My way is long.. . I would write. About my life. That will rise. Around this night.. . But I've found my faith denied.
The shadows crawling all over your body. Making un-understandable signs. You know that they wish. To say something to you. But your hermetically closed mind.