Listen Closely

When the unseen flames flickers down the horizon, listen closely to the burnt air flowing around the bonfire, the whispers of the olden book of yore

Let Darklight In

Let it in, let it in, let it all in

Red Rum Reprise

I have many, many stories to tell, to share. 

Like tell-tale signs of the moon sigil, the star shadow, entangled in the woods’ embrace. 

Bleeding under no mercy, no sound but gasps of pleasure.

Red Rum

I have stories to tell. 

Like a tell-tale sign of the moon lit dawn. 

Buried under no signs.

Let Me Sprawl

Let me be you in thine husk, sprawl in my roots and settles deep like the black candles of the altar…Growing in silence, clawing at light.

Hadra Kadrabha - Rehs-Hattcri Armothiaz

Rabertu-Rabertu-Armothiaz - Khazam Abra!

Let Me Crawl

Let me have you in this husk, crawl in and settle like the black mud of the Nile…Swirling in silence, clawing at light.

Hadra Kadrabha - Rehs-Hattcri Armothiaz

Rabertu-Rabertu-Armothiaz

Latent

When you breath, we breath too. Like mirrors in an unseen wall full of windows.

Smiling back at you when we meet in the warmth of night.

Shadu-ferings

To the red and purple spheres

Mother gut 

Father rot 

Heed this offering of blood – shadum kabra

Sey Yas

On the precipice of the upheaval, scream out loud thine confirmation to the surge 

Hadra Kadrabha - Rehs-Hattcri Armothiaz

Summon the folds of black flame.

Htarw

“I did it all for me. Purely selfish. I worshiped the art and the act of death, over and over. It’s as simple as that. Afterwards it was all sexual confusion, symbolism, honoring the “fallen.” I was honoring myself. I hated the decay and the dissection. There was no sadistic pleasure in the killing. I killed them as I would like to be killed myself, enjoying the extremity of the death act itself. If I did it to myself I could only experience it once. If I did it to others, I could experience the death act over and over again.”

Rize

From blackened embers, rise, rise, rise

Clench your anger to the skies.

Sikhluz II

The time is ripe now to travel 

Sweet preys – Kahadrum-dabra

Embrace the void 

Sikhluz

Congratulations. 

Welcome to the next cycle of hate, loath and filth

Folds

The Night and Darkness folds, majestically

Unto the Darklight it unfolds, profoundly

Praefinitum

Lit the Blackfire

Dies irae, dies illa

    Solvet Saeclum in favilla

    Teste Satan cum sibylla.

A.L.D.

When the timing is right, it’s right, it’s never wrong, never mistaken, never tamed, never ever sinful.

Just - Aim. Lock and load. And Desecrate.

Notamargratet

As everything dies, why not chose where.

For what reason, and by what means?

Is Beauty

Pain is the optimum balance, the penultimate beauty in waiting.

Listen and learn - sagradahbhra armothiaz tuilitiu, the mystical hymns of decay and resurrection

Keep It Within

Keep it all inside. All the urges, the beckoning, the call for the wild. Let it simmer in the dark recesses of long tainted memories, awaiting matureness.

Keep it all within. Burrowing deep into the endless labyrinth of amorphous soundscapes.

For sweet release is the gift of those who persist and keep it all passionately within.

Awaiting The Black Sun

Lie in sweet stillness, for the Black Sun to sear your sadness 

Akh-Nakh - Khadum Akhlim Shadraba 

Lie in sweaty stillness for the dark flowers to usher you into bloom