Deathspell Omega

God of terror, very low dost thou bring us, very low hast thou brought us... A sensation of everlasting rot and those frantic wails, no, it is not a fall into the abyss, the defiance of descent, a coronation beyond liberty and slavery; the cry of woe

Stare wide-eyed at this dense pitch boiling by the art divine Amniotic liquid of another kind That flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of god Behold the transformation, servant Incise and devour your tongue for all men are liars Gnaw at the s

Abrasive Swirling Murk - Deathspell Omega There are places not to be found but to be recognized they sheltered a fire The fire where in the acts of God and the acts of men were to melt and merge making it a a senseless chore to distinguish the human

Fiery Serpents - Deathspell Omega ...I had a salowe vision wherein were fiery serpents and scorpions and drought ...sand, in an abrasive swirling murk, covered the crackled book of life... A testimony from the dimension of regret. This voice comes fr

I pray, I pray for rains of blood. Omen, His victory supreme. I preach, I preach the sermon of Death. Blaspheme, for zero holiness. I praise, I praise Satan as the Evil God. On these dark eternal grounds, Hear the suicide calls of the hounds. Angels

You were seeking strength, justice, splendour! You were seeking love! Here is the pit, here is your pit! Its name is SILENCE- 专辑:Paracletus 歌手:Deathspell Omega 歌曲:Apokatastasis Pantôn

-The depths of abjection, a throne of manure But even during the ecstasies of beatification It is by no means possible to separate them The den of serpents, the knot of vipers corruption-bred And the blazing spirit of the mystic heaven above Angel br

Ecoutez... les tres Йtouffй le, tres lointain le, tres pale Gйmissement de la colombe du paraclet qui rйpercute en Йcho le terrible de profundis Let... the rivers of paradise recede to their spring May their sear bed expel desperate drops of anguish

They burst my veins to pieces, these wan rats inside With their jaws so contagious of a disease As if it dropped like pus from the twelve wings of Samael The primeval light inside, gift of god and the holy spirit It bleeds, so swollen by the bubo of

Below the lid of a vast rounded monument Trickling of gristly vestiges and whacked hopes Enhanced by the horrible excess of fetid exhalation And uterine strangulation by the wreaths Of the herds astray, arid in despair, blessed With dilated flakes of

Oh Satan, you're the God before whom I stand Live your life in me, See how I erase my name from the lamb's book of life And reject the benefit of the holy wounds I will walk before thee, lord, in the land of the living For you teacheth my hands to wa

"-anyone who speaks against the Holy either in this age, or in the age to come" Matt. 12:32 Come, Thou Sanctifier, almighty and eternal God, and bless this sacrifice prepared for the glory of Thy Holy Name Roi Céleste, Consolateur, Esprit de vér