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ASTATHICA LYRICS
"Shaped to the Image of the Flames" (2004)
1. Prologue
2. Moonblood forest
3. Throne of crescent moon
4. An eastern delight
5. Profanation of individuality
6. Shaped to the image of the flames
7. Drifting through the hallways of madness
8. Pierced genitalia (Carpathian Forest cover)
1. Prologue
2. Moonblood forest
Darkness, within i wander
For a soul restless inside me
Certified relief found
Embraced by woods
Addictive smell of instinct
Temptation never so grand
Inevitable i reach
For illusions
The forest
It breathes the blood of moonlight
Several decades it expands
Until lit will be the sun
Might one wander
There is no way out
For only the strong
Will prevail over weakness
Ah...
A mournfull bliss burning inside my very heart
Cursed plains
The woods of blood
I recognize
A cry of pain
A sting deeply
Open wounds
But soon i feel
Soothing relief
Ah...
The power of the almighty moonblood forest
It heals me
3. Throne of crescent moon
I look up, glance at the skies
Clouded but yet clear as ice
Etesian sights of flickering flames
The night of a thousand unknown names
The moon, a crescent one, appears
Like on this day before, many years
A night so cold and full of sphere
Of elder times, drawing near
The throne of which i sit upon
Trembling, power reaching my bones
Deceptive the frost covers skies and above
The moon debilitate while the clouds will dissolve
A night so ancient, covered in hate
Demoded religions will now face their fate
No remorse for the weakhearted fools
They will be slaughtered like idiot mules
Sorrowful screams, i do not feel
Mercy or limits to hatred
Christian believers vomiting blood
As they crawl in the flames
Surreal images of vulgar brutality
A sea... of blood
Prayerful women suffering pain
Of penetration by fire
Aah...
My sweet desires
Unbounded decay
For the religious
I look up, glance at the skies
Clouded but yet clear as ice
Unbelieving thoughts only contrive
I feel like wasting blood tonight
Passionate, resentful, a feel
Of vindictive revenge through my steel
My reflection seems vague and i
Am sure by my sword you will die
Tought by an unholy preceptor
A mentor, an evil avatar
Avaricious he made me complete
The crescent moon awakens to me
Baleful i watch the skies
Soon the end comes for lies
Spread by the holiest liars
Religions will burn in this fire
Throne... of crescent moon
Awaken the monstrous hate
Inside me...
4. An eastern delight
5. Profanation of individuality
Deep within my soul lies an orphanage of lies
A burden containing serenity disgraced
A valediction of existance, vacuously bright
Corpulated by illness within the very heart
Utterly fragile, the dreams of days that passed
Before me there is contaminated society...
Continuous battles fought
On paeans to the earth
Inarticulate i speak
To a world my largest pain
This fucking society...
Is a serpiginious infection...
To the earth
I nurture myself alone
The body i reside
As shell to my existance
For my inner peace condemned
Come, my son
I'll hide you from this madness
Rest by my side
And deceive this reality
Ah, the burden of insignificance
Blessed be them who escape
The grasping decrial of mankind
Cursed be them
Who nuncupate their ignorance
Ah, the proscription of opinion
Propound a new sermon for the intellect
Those who can see through pretence and glimmer
You are imposing to the ignominous fools
That are society's nominal slaves
Whisper a new era
Of disrupted conservative life
Forever will be their minds
Subordinate sheepish lies
6. Shaped to the image of the flames
Somehow i refound my inner balance
With powers unknown to many
From this day i harmonize by
Obfuscating one's mortal form
Feeling so light
My pledge to this earth
Has fallen from me
As weight from my back
Indiscrete plaudit
From unknown crowds
It's a strange glow
That infects my view
Somehow i refound
A lost view of ignorance
Upon this fucking shit
The herds will call earth
I do not merge
Within this filth
For i am
One with the flames
Ah...
I am one, with the flames
Burning symbols of foretold lies
A cross, a phylactery
I realize that this burning resides
Within my soul alone
Premonish me for physical threat
I will become the fire
No more reformation of my soul
As far in this existance
For i find mutual respect within this
Your affection, inside i lay
Your arms
Shaped to the image of the flames
I recall the memories of past times
7. Drifting through the hallways of madness
I am the cancer for the sick
Effortless i slice
Until a dark red string appears
A bright delight
Of ecstacy
Drifting through the hallways of madness
I realize that i'm left alone
For no-one understands
The horror of this all
Wandering though the depths
The horrifying black holes of mankind
Opening her cavities
The rat resides within her
Awkward i laugh
Before sawing off her legs
No more control
Over thought and deed
I nail her
To the floor
Stupid bitch
Fucking whore
Her shiny blood
Tastes bitter sore
I've lost myself
This time will be nothing
Like last time
I promise
Christie...
I feel strangely
Drawn towards
Homocide
On a massive scale
I am the cancer for the sick
(We buy balloons, we let them go)
8. Pierced genitalia (Carpathian Forest cover)
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