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Line-up:
-Abnos - Voz, baixo, guitarra acústica e letras
-Mordred Noctvrnvs - Guitarras, voz, programações, samples, composição, gravação e mistura
Letra:
Bathed on the angels' black milk
From whence trees of wisdom have grown
The goddess with the lords to copulate
With death's battle, the crown of hate
Under an ashen sky
While they conceive below
Stormed to biting out their eyes
From their mouths, the blades rise
That split the monuments of ivory
And flow towards their within
Praising their defleshed beings
Their arms spread out to touch
And swallow their souls
Of claustrophobic deeps
Like islands of woe
In crystal waters with blood flowing
Over such pure plains
Of the unborn
Fecundated by the serpent
The mother of the gods
And her lustful concubines
With blind eyes
That caress old perversions
And the songs of art
The swirl of their fingers
Within her cunt
Penetrated with viscera
And liquid drops
An androgynous creation
With the red eyes of war
And the mischievous words
In hatred marked
The doom which is neigh
Spawned from her whole existence
Guided by her children
Executed by their guarding hands...
A divine caress on the gods' phallus
To erect despair towers to the white Moon
As the silvered heralds wait outside of the circle
From the crystal bridge of the black abyss
By the servants of her who caressed the soul
Of the fathers of the wolvish hordes
To these pleasures of flesh and fornication
By sucking the dagger's bloody fingers of castration
Castration of the goddess...
Arising wolvish hordes...
The eternal possession
Taken from purity's blessing
This pearl white child's skin
Feast for the nymphs of the trinity
Joy of the graces
Fire, thunder, ice, covered by the blessings of the high
Amidst the primordial faecal fog
Decapitated dragons of the rageful storms
Old horned vultures stalk the dust passage
Which to the blind monuments rises
Bathed by the dead river
This olden poem of the dusk
Born of chaos
From darkness and night spawned...
Masturbation of the monster serpent
The guard of the light and earth
Their swirl upon the demon head
And lust for the horns of the goat...
Virginal blood for she who none escapes
The orgiastic great mother of the child castrated
Of fertility of the crowner of perfection
The bestialism of her, watched by the eyes of the crow
Above the crimson landscape
The goddess crowned in the ashes of the Sun
The string of this everlasting maze
To the cursed copulation on vengeance!
Cascades of cold iron death
In the entrance of the black shift...
Melted and piled, urinating upon the vipers
Are the children that devour the phallus of the lord of light
Upon the scarlet mountains, the Moon is rising
The ring of knowledge has been conceived...
