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DE OCCULTA PHILOSOPHIA LYRICS
"Obscura Simphonia" (1995 Demo)
1. Seventh Poseidon's Siren
2. Shadows Dancer In The Night Of Plenilune
3. Marsh Of Agony
4. Mortiferous
5. Frosty Breath Rides Under Mystic Moon (Of Midnight)
1. Seventh Poseidon's Siren
2. Shadows Dancer In The Night Of Plenilune
We are riding the flash like messiah
In the obscure night of resurrection
Tonight the infernal creatures cam out from earth
With the fury in their eyes will make devastation
Billions years ago god made the earth
In seven days he made all creations
But we will destroy in six infernal days
I am prince of hell wielding Satan's sword
My sword of flame will decide your fate
Guiding my army of demons
I will be your horriblest nightmare
Antichrist is your destiny
We will destroy every those is good
Because this is our satanic nature
You will see only desolation if we had passed there
You will change and Satan will be your only future
Your god can't save you in time
Your soul will fall in the power of Satan
We are going to blood your body 'til you'll die
You know that your end is near
My sword of flame will decide your fate
Guiding my army of demons
I will be your horriblest nightmare
Antichrist is your destiny
Now that we are in front of you you will die by fear
You can't call your god to help you
Today will start the countdown of extinction of christians
After will born the new race of infernal gods
The time of the kingdom of Jesus is finished
And his infamous race
Our soldiers fall like meteors
Destroying all that they see
Now all fallen angels will rise
Vomiting upon the book of lies
Burning the symbol of Christ
Blaspheming all angels of sky
Making decay god from his throne
Making sit down our king Satan
My sword of flame will decide your fate
Guiding my army of demons
I will be your horriblest nightmare
Antichrist is your destiny
Antichrist prince of hell
I will eat christians souls after death
3. Marsh Of Agony
While the fog is wrapping everything
And the mind are rethinking at the persistance of time
My hands are looking for the symbol of life or death in this night
And when...
Bare trees stretch out their arms
Into the puddle of black mud
In the sky are boiling away
A storm... a sweet death
Wicked eyes are looking through the bush
Dismal moments of nocturnal creatures
That are disputately looking for
An exit that they... will never find
Because the glimmer of light
That I've seen it was only a whirl of faeries
You've cut the threads of the puppets
That had fallen in the marsh of agony
Dense and strinking the infernal liquid that
Wets the little shores of an isle from a hut is coming out
A smoke denied and white that taste of wood through trees
It is extending it's like a great shade
Because the glimmer of light
That I've seen it was only a whirl of faeries
You've cut the threads of the puppets
That had fallen in the marsh of agony
Our death, choir attracts, your carcass near
The shining obscure that my god had gift tome
Come with me to my home, where your torments never destroy yourself
Eat them, my your ours symbiosis will save our slaves
Across the flame of candle I see thousand souls
Turn against deep across in my blood
Thinking my mind is rotten skeleton trees
Extend theirs bows in the infinite darkness
The light blinds your eyes, you take your own refuge
In the marsh of agony where your tired legs will give up
And when your bitter tears resound in the darkest room that is your mind, while your dirty hands searching...
Whispering trees are crying, my defeat is a game of black mirrors, a million of corpses of wood
Because the glimmer of light
That I've seen it was only a whirl of faeries
You've cut the threads of the puppets
That had fallen in the marsh of agony
4. Mortiferous
Pater noster, Intra mors
I pray I adore you
Among thousand mirrors
I see the images of lord the abyss
Three moons in the darken sky
While a flame of black candle burns
On the ancient cosmic boards of time
Now four candles burn on my magic circle
Son who's killed the father
They crucified his bloody rescuer
On the violet cathedral
Stands a magic bird, a violet bird
In the morbid tower of religion
Are singing the creatures of the darkness
In the cemetery of illusion
Are hidden all our minds and souls
I'm so tired to hear the demons crying
Into eternal fire of a miracle of light
You are driving me in the night without end
I see rot all dreams loses in this barathrum
Take his soul mortifer
And give it to myself
Bring my message mortifer
And give that power to myself
Black god I'll return under your dark wings
In the final house of dreams one life fades for your glory
Nascitur in lacrymis
Et intra nostra mors
There is the only evil light
And I call you king of flies
On my theet there is your sign of death
And in my hands there are two holes
The seventh sign, the final game of mirrors
Broken by a cross of wood
5. Frosty Breath Rides Under Mystic Moon (Of Midnight)
While fairies are dancing under the sign of the moon
Wolves answer at an instinctive call
The forest shuts in itself hiding its face
The wind passes through the leaves animate
What's the answer to all the short truths !
The horrified light is obscuring behind the clouds
I'm surrounded by a silent scream that torments me
We'll living where they reigned years ago
They'll reign where we live now
Their face is signed by the old immortal wise
Their frosty breath rides under mystic moon of midnight
The moon beam shines the face of the solitary woman
With golden hair she brings you in the left way
The woman came with the old riding horses of war
The king of the thirteen fireballs that turn indisputable
The air smells of a sweetish fragrance
The empty is filling of a pleasant obscurity
The fears of these truths that escape me
They are vanished like chrysanthemum's petals at the wind
We'll living where they reigned years ago
They'll reign where we live now
Their face is signed by the old immortal wise
Their frosty breath rides under mystic moon of midnight
I'm feeling in myself a force that destroys my rationality
The verb of the kings is like a thunder of storm
I'm escaping through the moor from spectral entity
The might are acting into me and I die
I turn my sight to the mother moon
Cause she sould wrap my soul in a sweet embrace
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