Rejoice in the complete deed
Come dark and wounded lord it is time for you to feed
Rise now, great Ang Ul-Mak
Accept this offering from your faithful flock
Feast now, oh deiphage
Rekindle your fire and ignite your dark rage
Pulled from the edge of the void
And a devil resurrects where a goddess was destroyed
Untamed and violent
The discipline of dominance learned from our tyrant
No shame for those that we kill
Survival of the fittest is a contest of will
But the dead can tell no tales
Just a grim reminder of what it means to fail
Yet we live so unmake the tomb
And what was meant to be our end is now rebirth’s womb
My children
Through the struggles we have striven
And now at last, Ang Ul-mak is risen
Like the wild and raging winds
Nothing in this world ever truly ends
When one life is over another begins
And as the cycle turns
The fallen ascend
This is not the end
As the fallen ascends
Hail the two-horned destroyer
Let only your hatred act as your shield
Awaken from the hopeful dream of peace
And see life itself is a battlefield
Preach the prayer of power
And spread domination’s deadly disease
Freedom is granted to those
Strong enough to break life’s unending siege
The chains that once held you down
Fall from your shoulders and shackle the earth
Upset the natural order
And extort this world for all it is worth
Free to conquer once again
So prepare the spears and sharpen the swords
Baptized in acts of cruelty
So cower before your new overlords
Triumphant, his titanic form rises above the dunes
And the savagery of his grandeur mars the light of day
In profane ecstasy we witness the hour of rebirth
And now see that our dark father has become a son
It is finished, but it is far from over
We have survived this gauntlet only to find that the trial has left us stronger than ever before
We will make a home of this new world... and we will milk it for all it is worth
And as you lay your wretched head and weary soul to rest... take a small measure of solace in knowing...
...we’re alive.
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Литоургиiа réussit l'impensable : faire entrer le black metal dans l'église orthodoxe. S'il y a une dimension dramaturgique (indissociable de tout office religieux), Литоургиiа reste profond, solennel et touche le sublime.
Après la sortie de cet album a lieu un Grand Schisme et un larcin : Христофор se fait dépouiller de son propre groupe par Барфоломей et Мартин ; tout ce qui reste ici provient de ces deux hérétiques. Suivez la procession de Батюшка ici : https://sphieratz.bandcamp.com/album/- Jordan Vauvert