Alghazanth Vinum Intus 1. A Living Grave 2. With A Thorn In Our Hearts 3. Only The Reflection Bleeds 4. Under The Arrow Star 5. Our Ascent Of The Tower 6. Wine Within 7. For Thirteen Moons 8. Triunity 9. The Way Of The Scales 1. A Living Grave I am many and we are one Seeketh I must and findeth we shall From the tunnels most abhorred I, the unclean, once crawled forth Dripping with fluids repulsive and vile Haunting the night, ravaging minds The stench of human fear is addictive A source of bliss there is in each victim Waiting for that moment so sweet to arrive When you are lost, that's when I'll strike I am many and we are one taketh I must and feedeth we shall ...and feedeth we shall! Though I slash you open and brand my mantra on your skin It's not your flesh I'm after but what lies deep within Only a fool would mistake this for a dream a death-struggle this is and resistance just strengthens me! No force, no light, no flame Just a dead soul in a living grave I am many and we are one Taketh I have and returneth we shall 2. With A Thorn In Our Hearts From the shapeless seed of Death grew the most dreadful wonder Towering unseen over all existence Its roots are wrapped tight around Creation’s throat and God’s all faces drown in the shadow of its Crown In waking... In dreaming... In dreamless sleep we're drawn by signs and fate towards that vast sinister source and the song of ravens will guide us forth Attempt to approach in hope of consolation and lost you'll be in the freezing wasteland but come thirsting for unearthly strength and you may find the bliss that never ends Seasons rise, seasons fall yet the Tree of Night is florescent forevermore A venomous thorn from its blackest bough is buried deep in the chests of the chosen Piercing the side of the heart every time it beats Never to let us forget what we truly seek Sancti Satanae plena sunt omnia Letum et dolor lumen sunt in gloria Invoking... Beseeching... In prayer and rites we're torn Reborn and slain again by that transforming force And the song of ravens keeps raging on! Come and harvest the fruit of rebellion Partake in the orgy of apotheosis To stand upright and to choose your own way Eat of this offering and nothing will be the same Kingdoms rise, kingdoms fall yet the Tree of Night is florescent forevermore A venomous thorn from its blackest bough is buried deep in the chests of the chosen Piercing the side of the heart every time it beats To wake us up from this cursed cosmic dream 3. Only The Reflection Bleeds I fell... and I arose and fall I shall again, choosing so! The deeper the cut the dearer the scar Each arrow of strife just hardens my shield Replacing soul's rags with an armour of steel I bleed... but not to atone Pain is my patron, ever be it so! Sealed is my fate, thus it I embrace It's carved on my heart and runs through these veins Ignite me, Father, for I yearn to burn... The graver the loss The greater the gain Bane is a blessing to those who can see That no trees will rise unless the seeds cease to be Profanity's lead turned to spiritual gold Through the death of vain roles true destinies unfold When you wish to liberate a man destroy the world that surrounds him And when you seek to crown a god slay that man that has bound him... Slay that man that has bound him... still! 4. Under The Arrow Star Red is the winding way that leads me to the gate and black the path beyond running through unknown plains In the heat of combat, in all untamed love To fall like a warrior is to rise like the sun For the one that truly has awakened to know In the strangest patterns the cosmos unfolds Even the most wondrous chimeras of flesh In the eyes of a true beholder equal nothingness In the fort of eternity is my home Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below In this magical universe I am alone With the wine of attainment the earth will be fed Where I shall once fall rewarded with death A thousand vultures will haunt that place Each taking a beakful until bare bones remain In the fort of eternity is my home Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below In this magical universe I am alone Place thou upon my altar the head of humility and in a cup beside it the blood of mundane dreams In the fort of eternity is my home Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below In this magical universe I am alone 5. Our Ascent Of The Tower Climb, climb Make thy way up the spine Bless the crown with flames and midst them set thy throne Light, light The pyres of the sight By the virtue of this union The keys we now hold The one coiled about to spring Open that which is below To that which is above! The saviour within Adored are thou Rise, rise From the depths of the mind Awaken from the slumber For the hour has come High, high To the arch of the skies By the turning of the wheel Thy reign has begun The one dead but dreaming Open that which is above To that which is below! The saviour without Adored are thou 6. Wine Within For aeons and aeons We've witnessed the journey of the sun and the moon voyaging across the sky and still we know that neither shine forever ...forever like we shine We keep the water of faith flowing for that is dead which stands still In the ceaseless act of going hides the key to doing our will Wed are the lunar and the solar Silver and gold are mixed together The left and the right turned into one thing The wine within For countless ages We've experienced the wonder of birth and death cutting down life's puny weeds and still we know that neither are eternal ...eternal like our deeds Deep into Nightside's ice-cold womb With dark intent we plant these spells As magical seeds shall they strike root in the soil within ourselves as well Wed are the lunar and the solar Silver and gold are mixed together The left and the right turned into one thing The wine within May the opposer drink deep of this sacrament As a token of our oath to Him We formulate this offering 7. For Thirteen Moons Thrice - anointed with the elixir of offering The candles around me have nearly come to life And as the salamanders are dancing their magic my eleven angles paint the walls of this shrine Here I sit at the confluence of the old and the new At the crossroads of all that is not and what will be Each fiber in my being resonates with the objective This art is my temple and none other shall I need Life force is spilled, the intent voiced Strong is my will, may all hindrance recoil Awaken and will a flame... And a flame will awaken! Words vanish from sight Blood becomes ash Amidst the thickest black is seated the shining Baphomet Channeling the blessing Casting the curse most grim So that I may approach the void and be that much closer to Him Life force was spilled, the intent voiced Strong is my will, may all hindrance recoil Awaken and will a flame... And a flame will awaken! 8. Triunity A time tailored after an ancient design With stellar formations positioned aright mercilessly pound the hammers of Sin Forging into form the dusk on Adam's kin In silvery streams the earth now bathes by their touch feathers change to scales Unhallowed goddess, all nightmares at her feet A perfect sanctum for the master's seed Wet with divine lust, all lesser wants forsaken Herself she opens as the shadows awaken Behold the beast, behold his queen Behold their pact of obscenity Bow your heads down... To her, the anointed harlot To her who is forever lewd and to him, the venom of God To him that can't be subdued In unison their psalms all ravens intone Across the dimensions this hymn now flows And the Day of the Scythe is ushered in… Exalt the beast, exalt his queen Exalt the one that completes the three Raise your cups high... To her, the darkside's whore To her who is of the night and to him, the heart of blackness To him who begets the child In their towers made of severed heads They are high enough to touch the moon As monoliths have now arisen The ones cast out from heaven! 9. The Way Of The Scales My voice is fire and the wind is my herald Watch the world burn as I start to howl There's a sense of loss in its ashes' warmth but also freedom from what weighs us down The quintessence of the thirst for knowledge fuels this toilsome journey through hell It is the purest venom from the forbidden fountains The serpent's dew that awakens the self Each step further from Eden is a step of a dawning god No true crown can be granted to a spineless heap of mud I have listened and I have heard I have watched and I have seen From the shadow I began to learn The dark, the black and the spectrum between Dived I deep into the oil black waters Not to drown and vanish but to surface on the other side Sinking through blackness, so dense and cold To seize the gift of birth through demise Those who approach perdition from new angles and sides can once through the depths reach the apex of heights For certain I simply cannot know what will await me at the end of this road But be it a scepter in my hand or the kiss of an axe on my neck proudly I have traveled there and my fate I shall gladly accept