Galadriel - The Forest Lullaby

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The forest is within me and I am in
I'm the birds' singing above my head
And the wind what sleeps
In crowns of trees

I've noticed her strange dance of a nakedness
Just green ornaments
Ornaments on her face
Twinkling in the glare of a blaze

"The nature adducted me in her
lab, I'm her daughter
Singing of the birds is my lullaby
The rustling leaves of the
trees, it's my heartbeat"

I lie down face to the Earth
I blur it on my body
Just a dense rain drums against
My skin in the rhythm of primeval

I've seen that rituals
My desires to touch her
That nature in a human shape
But she disappeared in the depth of the forest

Cradle of Filth - From the Cradle to Enslave

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Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?

Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...

Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon the be kept

Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees

This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
PAN DAEMON AEAON

And what use are prayers to that god?
As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost

This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring

Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...

I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive

Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...

This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death is season
Drive like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another f**ker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?

This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing

Old adversaries
Next to Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we've bled upon our knees

Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave....

This is the end of everything

Covenant - The Sulphur Feast

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Thirsting, waiting... I drank a sulphur feast.
Then, silently... in an instant. your flesh become me
...and I was forlorn.

My grave rose to the west...
For centuries long forgotten,
Relentless as the hungry gates of dawn.
And there, amidst the rubble...
Of stones and earthly flesh,
...I laughed and served a sulphur feast.

And still it haunts me...
Drunk, with power...
I striked at the sun,
...engulfed, fiery instant
Gobbling, gobbling...
I devoured the stars,
My universe torn asunder.

Then, as dusk unravelled...
The brittle of my bones,
...a shredded mold of obelisks groutesque.
I stive beneath the essence...
Derived from mortal men,
...caught between two paralells of death.

Thirsting, waiting... I sailed a sulphur sea,
...of putrid furious flesh - a parody of feasting fools...
Where prophets and madmen-... walk hand in hand.

Therion - Cults Of The Shadow

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Secret Chiefs cloaked in wisdom
Dark illuminators of ZYX
Brings the putrifaction process
To lead the soul across Styx

Ludul bel nimeqi ea
Naramtu dianau Apsu

The Seven Ones of Babel
offer the Grail of Ecstasy
to open the Eye of Shiva
through the Great Work of Ecstasy.

Celebrators of becoming
Appears in the Sethian mystery
To turn lead to gold
Through the Great Work of Al-Khemy.

The Secret Sign of Mendes
Unveil the Magick of the Goat
Cults of the Shadow
Under Ilan Hizon's root.

La tapallah puluthu
Utukke lemnuti Apkallu

The Seven Ones of Babel
offer the Grail of Ecstasy
to open the Eye of Shiva
through the Great Work of Ecstasy.

Celebrators of becoming
Appears in the Sethian mystery
To turn lead to gold
Through the Great Work of Al-Khemy.

Erset la tari ki-utu-kam
Adapa baru sar kissati
Ziqqurrat Kutha pet pi Girru
Erset la tari ki-utu-kam

Subigo inimicus

Ludul bel nimeqi ea
Naramtu dianau Apsu