In Embrace Of Pain

It`s the return of the angel which felt from the Sky
His wings are open his fly is high

The taste of blood makes me insane
I feel like a demon in embrace of pain.
In the name of Naamah fucking promised land
By the sword of iron will be buried in the sand
Just give me the blood
To fell my God.
Burn the guts with shit inside
Of living gods from the other side.
Hold your bleeding axe with unreal force
In the name of Satan break the heavens` doors
Cut the wings of angels, burn them in the flame
Dedicate your holy war to the holy name

Poets Blasphemy

Loosen instinct, degenerated desires.

The description of thin social community

We elected to live in the mountains

As a part of pure nature

Faraway from age’s politics, opportunist nations

A harmless, non-conditional liberty

Submission is the happiness of frail souls

A religious virtue for prayer owners

Creator spiritus is a nihility

The most significant sin

To be born compassion (divine religious)

Aristotle’s considered that compassion is a disease

Which believers in nihilistic opinions

Philosophy became dirty with pious blood

We have to use a lancet for this wound

Contrary to all concepts

We are war’s declaration, triumph b y itself

For this reason, we are philosophers, hyperborean

Eternal Boreas declared war on siroccos

Repudiated all southern winds

And modern theists

Against the helpless people

Who live under the protection of holy light?

We opted a land where just darkness visible

 

Dreams of Darkness

I see demonic shadows,
floating in the darkness,
waiting me to fall a sleep,
searching a moment of my weakness...
Shadows of death,
inside my head,
this outstanding pain,
in my brain...

Flames of hellfire,
in my eyes,
smell of death,
in my nose...

Molten seas of hell,
this demonic smell,
someone is casting a dark spell,
holding me in the hell...

 Till The Evil Ends

And now
He living in darkness
And enjoys darkness
Takes revenge from the life
Feeding with the blood of evils
No mercy left in his heart
Neither for life nor for love
The only thing he thought getting
Revenge from everything
Force him making this decision
Day by day increasing of blood
Increasing of hate to humanity
Now his only friends were loneliness and darkness

Life is the hell where evil and good
for him kind looses, and suffers every time
Evil behind their hypocrisy
Lives with hiding every time
where the kind ends evil starts
Evil behaving bad to evil is evil
is life evil that gives us sorrow?
Is death evil takes our life?
He sees killing every evil
like a gothic ceremony
Gothic ceremony must go on
till the evil ends