Текст песни Abigor - Part I

Time Is The Sulphur In The Veins Of The Saint
Жанр: Avant-Metal
Исполнитель: Abigor
Альбом: Time Is The Sulphur In The Veins Of The Saint
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[Thesis:] The devil, great consumer of mortality, appears as the destroyer of cause and effect, and of God's linearity. Hence man can be merged in His infinity. Monument, o mighty monument of time! We're marching through the ongoing passage of time Life eating... collapsing... drowning... Pointed but without origin Continuum... sequence... pendulum... We provoke spiritual leadership We step out of this miserable race We become one with His principle We are one We invoke the magnificent purity We invoke the almighty black flame We become one with His principle We are one - we are none Locked and trapped inside thy self Thou shalt never be free Dissecting process marches on Without limitation A solemn decay procession Cycles structuring around thee Like a maelstrom [Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:] A time to kill and a time to heal A time to tear down and a time to build up A time to weep and a time to laugh A time to mourn and a time to dance A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing A time to search and a time to give up as lost A time to keep and a time to throw away A time to tear apart and a time to sew together A time to be silent... And a time to speak PERPETUA SERVITUS Thou seem to be separated in entities Consumed and erased you creep and crawl A sequence of extermination Constellations evolve out of prima materia Periodically transforming and enduring Focusing on metamorphosis Where shall all this lead to? Grand Master Satan lead us through! Time - father - reaper Life eater Time is Satan's way of keeping everything from happening at once. [Albert Einstein] Perpetual cycle devoid of all logic So cold and bare of all reason When nothingness becomes even more desperate A moving mausoleum of eternal death A delicate cut through the heart of goodness Tyrants of an alternate faith rise in clarity SATURN ESCHATON We provoke spiritual leadership We step out of this miserable race We become one with the fragmenting principle We are one - we are none Bloody knives and utopias shall be hidden Yet there is a weapon that will never be found We the shadow's priests - we are absence The endless not-knot - the void's presence Directing the anxiety circus in eternity Monument, o great monument of time O you black colossus of presence TABULA RASA At the heart of it all... I will no longer rise Nor will I fall From towers shadowing the sky All logic comes tumbling down As one and one equals none When Icarus' ways lead to Phoenix' grace Victory I praise Illuminated - resurrected - gloria victoria! HALLELUJAH! Alleluia... alleluia... Come ye father and reap my soul Come ye, come ye father Unveil it all Now and forever we fall We fall!
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