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VIRULENT LYRICS
"Azoth" (2002 EP)
1. Crowning the 4th Age
2. Dreams of Disharmony
3. Zyem Carasophia
1. Crowning the 4th Age
Bring to my sword these treacherous ones
As they march before a world of lies
I call in dreams, Kamala's bane
The mother one shan't be defied
Come to her
Through the limbs of the slain
Come to her
Through the heads of the diseased
Hrim, O destroyer of time!
Srim, O terrific one!
Krim, Thou who art beneficient!
Worship in most sacred sweetness
Possesor of all the arts
Infinite one
Thou great avenger
Wreaker of havoc
In thine embrace
Those exalted ones
From meekness depart!
From Agni came a flaming dart
Thou shalt wield Kubera's club
Indra bestowed a thunderbolt
The Himalaya's tiger...
Siva gave her dreaded Trident
From Varuna came a monstrous shell
Shesha send forth a garland of snakes
And all the weaponry of Gods!
Khuddhatang Sarva-bhutanam, bela tang sagarasya,
Nabami Suklapakhsasya Krisnasaikadasi
(You are the hunger in all living beings,
You are the shore of the Ocean
You are the ninth lunar day of the waxing moon
and the eleventh of the dark fornight)
Kali Ma, feed my anger
Appease my hunger, quench my thirst
Come to her
Through the limbs of the slain
Come to her
Through our chants of praise!
2. Dreams of Disharmony
Upon the Threshold
No reasons dwell
The Halls of Chaos
Damnations Bell
Share my wings to arcane depths
Where darker ones are staring back
Shun no immolation
Nor Virulent transformations
By Molochs Throne
And the howling of the Jinn
Fatal to the flesh
In abhorrence of thy dream
Lord of hot winds, blessed be
All with eyes to see
Now come to me through deserts and quicksand
Towards the Sea below all seas
To know, To will, To dare, To keep silent
I am All so mote it be!
Alas with the ignorance of fools
Some again and again broke the elder rules
But only the Cherub will choose the ones
Worthy the splendour of the Golden Dawn
The oldest man walking the earth,
be he still a child to me
Lo!
For I feed the flames
Upon the wastes
Of Blasphemy
Hark!
As tells the prophecy
The Gods of Old
Who in their vastness sleep
With pest and disease
By locusts and flies
I am Dreaming up Disharmony
"Open these gates that I may enter
For that I shall break its portals
and shall scorsch its fundaments
For I shan't be forgiving
For I shall raise the Dead
to outnumber the living"
3. Zyem Carasophia
In exile from the shores of m'Kether Sabbat
The children of Ephemeris gather
A thousand eyes
With wings of flies
Dancing in the dim of life
To plant the seeds
Of twilight lands
And complete the circle
Hand in hand
Endless sea of dreams from which all was born
Let us die upon your shores
Again
And again!
Oh silver moon
Nourish the disciples of your watch
Channel vital energy
And feed us from your source
Creative pulse
Your inspiration holds the key
Spring of quintessence
So my hungry soul will be appeased
Burn all ships
and burn all bridges
Let the time come for my soul to believe
What my eyes have already seen
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