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BAPTISM LYRICS
"Morbid wings of Sathanas" (2005)
1. Et Vidimus Gloriam Eius
2. Remains of Cursed Plague
3. Vision, Pain & Death
4. The Worshipper
5. Names of the Dead Souls
6. Morbid Wings of Sathanas
7. The Path of New Era
1. Et Vidimus Gloriam Eius
I am the church for his light
I am holy
Embrace me Pentagrammaton
Peccare et mentiri contra dominum et aversi sumus
I see everything clearly as through crystal
I see that everything I touch have died long ago
I see how the liquid shapes of life are only a dream
sand through my fingers, vanity uncountable and endless
Spoliavit me gloria mea et abstulit coronam de capite meo
Although in this abyss I have understood
how the darkness itself is so tender, the pain so adorable I have cried to its beauty and laughed to its fear
These long years, which crawl on the mirror surface of my mind like some slimy, sluggish creatures
as simulaera or messengers of some unknown and tremendous horrors
which I see only vaguely, only suspecting
without names, more real than everything
Hosanna in profundis
And the knife, altar and the sign of Satan
are besides before me, in me and in my mind at every moment
in every agonized minute
and as I scream to God, to the night
I don't know if my voice is a praise or a cry of some tormented animal
endlessly blood drips from my heart unto this vessel,
amazing exploding beauty, my Master and my God
Erat lux vera
2. Remains of Cursed Plague
3. Vision, Pain & Death
4. The Worshipper
5. Names of the Dead Souls
6. Morbid Wings of Sathanas
"Temples transformed into tombs
are cast down over ashes" (-Eliphas Levi)
No more escape to the rotten past of Christian idolatry
Future will be the ancient days reborn in understanding
From the fertile ashes of Armageddon
Under the reign of brilliant star of the Master
Under the morbid wings of Sathanas
"Christianity was never sincere" (-Eliphas Levi)
Hark! So many streams of pagan blood
Hark! So many screams of the tortured
From the chambers of inquisition
From the dungeons of the Christian bastards
"Hate in the name of true awakening of nature
hate the Creator in the name of supreme primal Darkness"
There is only one true God, the Truth itself
The majesty of night and kingly mountain scapes
The Spirit cloaked wll under the form of the black goat
Under the Pan-Theos of a new Serpent Christ
"Under the morbid wings of Sathanas
wings of master Sathanas"
chorus:
There will be no light left
For the new dawn will be black
Hail great flames encrowning our lord Lucifer
Hail the master enthroned on world cube
Hail the glory of the spread wings
the morbid wings of Sathanas over us
7. The Path of New Era
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