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The Call of Infinity
01:24
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Cipher of the Basilisk
06:50
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Encrypted before reality was conceived
And carved in seeds of cosmic dust
By obscure Gods of rotten blood
Regents of timeless realms of lust
Knotted through ages of darkness
Abyssic symbol of the primal serpent
The bridge between astral planes
Portal of suffering and evil servants
Thou shalt not behold its magnificence
due its eyes are certain death
Thou shalt not enter its lair
due its nostrils expel poisonous breath
Thou shalt not conceive its existence in thoughts
Due its words bring the cataclysm
Thou shalt not read its forbidden passages
The Cipher of the Basilisk
Hidden below the chambers of time
And appeased by unknown chants
The monks maintain the lethargy
With an insidious melody and dance
Following the prophecies of the oracle
The precepts left behind by their lords
Decrepit servants of ghastly shadows
Lurking the light as vampires of evil hordes
Thou shalt not behold its magnificence
due its eyes are certain death
Thou shalt not enter its lair
due its nostrils expel poisonous breath
Thou shalt not conceive its existence in thoughts
Due its words bring the cataclysm
Thou shalt not read its forbidden passages
The Cipher of the Basilisk
The stars align at the thousandth moon
Gathering the heralds of tragedy
Announcing the death of the sun
And summoning the wizards of agony
The new era of the serpent rises
Drinking the essence of the light
Skies fall apart and oceans dry
The Basilisk installs the endless night
Thou shalt not behold its magnificence
due its eyes are certain death
Thou shalt not enter its lair
due its nostrils expel poisonous breath
Thou shalt not conceive its existence in thoughts
Due its words bring the cataclysm
Thou shalt not read its forbidden passages
The Cipher of the Basilisk.
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Rotting in Melancholy
05:49
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Centuries have passed since I lost my mortal shape
As a pestilent shadow I emerge from my grave
I have dwelled dimensions where there is no light
Where evil and chaos, the primal forces collide
Black candles enlight my crypt
Where my victims lie dead and ripped
Souls consumed by the sacrifice
My slaves for the infernal paradise
I have become grief and agony
The lord of sadness and blasphemy
I will never be set free
I am rotting in melancholy
I have embraced my tragic fate
Endless nights burning in hate
In realms far away from thy beloved light
Below reality, beyond thy sight
Black candles enlight my crypt
Where my victims lie dead and ripped
Souls consumed by the sacrifice
My slaves for the infernal paradise
I have become grief and agony
The lord of sadness and blasphemy
I will never be set free
I am rotting in melancholy
Legions are under my command
Following the guide of the dark lord's hand
Rising and marching over the nocturnal sky
Armies lurking the eternal light
The night when I died
Witches gathered and recited spells
Below a blistering moon
A new lord has reborn in hell
I have become eternal
Older than time and death
Memories from my mortal life
Dissapear as a cold morning breath.
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Behind a dense ghostly mist
Far beyond any known forest
Surrounded by mournful winds
An atmosphere thou abhorrest
Amongst swamps of dark water
And scarlet moors enshrined by death
Thou shalt find the black gate
Whose lost paths shalt take thy breath
Where once great towers stood along golden walls
Where ancient sigils ornamented vast emerald halls
Where the wisdom of mankind was enlighted with fire
Now are just vestiges of a fallen empire
Spectres wander through the ruins
As messengers from a long dead age
Whispering sorrowful chants
Hymns of suffering and rage
Travellers must beware
To not fall into the spells
Of those rotten souls
And to be dragged into their wells
Where once great towers stood along golden walls
Where ancient sigils ornamented vast emerald halls
Where the wisdom of mankind was enlighted with fire
Now are just vestiges of a fallen empire
Citadel of knowledge
Temple of thousand glories
Thy shades hide secrets
Verses of mystic stories
After one hundred moons of siege
By hordes of fire and black blood
Shields and spears were crushed
No mercy was bestowed by the Gods
Signs from this battle echo in eternity
As feeble screams from the graves
An eerie shadow cursed the land
Turning their heirs into slaves
Where once great towers stood along golden walls
Where ancient sigils ornamented vast emerald halls
Where the wisdom of mankind was enlighted with fire
Now are just vestiges of a fallen empire.
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The Lycanthropic Monarch
06:16
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Hidden through ages
Below the horizon cloak
As a deed from the old lunar gods
Is erected a kingdom of malign yoke
At petrified valleys of dead snow
Where no mortal eyes have gazed upon
Where the rivers of time flow
His reign of cruelty is born
By an ancient lineage of cursed blood
And with red eyes filled of hate
The Lycanthropic Monarch beholds
How the fullmoon writes his fate
His palace is chiselled on shadows and pain
His throne is erected over tormented souls
His crown is twisted into two horns
His legend is written on elder scrolls
Black towers eclipse the sun
On his domains darkness prevails
Damned are those who oppose his will
By fangs and hunger his lust is unveiled
By an ancient lineage of cursed blood
And with red eyes filled of hate
The Lycanthropic Monarch beholds
How the fullmoon writes his fate
Bestowed as an offering
A condemned womb harbors his seed
An heir to prevail his reign
And harvest his evil deeds.
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A procession advance amongst the shadows of the night
Whispering forbidden words of sorcery at the tenous light
Dead stars enlight the cursed path of heresy
As an adversarial order of unholy clerisy
The mystic circle is formed by the evil priest
Invoking with the virgin's blood the almighty beast
Fires of ancient wrath have accepted the offering
Opening the portal at the chapel of inverted coffins
An engulfing scent of death surrounds the sepulchral vault
Abyssic winds of darkness occult the dawn
Witches consume the sacrilegious eucharist
As a symbol of blasphemous mockery to Christ
Demonic hordes march through the hidden gate
Sealing with blood and death the mortals' fate
The servants listen the dark lord calling
At the chapel of inverted coffins
As shadows of hermetic discipline
Forged in dungeons below the Earth
Precepts of chaos and mysticism
Philosophy of death and rebirth
Demonic hordes march through the hidden gate
Sealing with blood and death the mortals' fate
The servants listen the dark lord calling
At the chapel of inverted coffins.
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Dark Millenium of Sorrow
08:48
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A black dawn is rising from the tides of the horizon
The elders behold the rays of this dying age
Chronicles describe the fall of temples and empires
Crusades of blood and merciless rage
The peasants gathered and danced around the prey
Tales of war, plague and death were sung by they
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millenium of sorrow
Moist and ruined walls waiting to crumble
While the ills cry and gasp for one last breath
Behind the doors of the burned church
Rats devour their rotten flesh
The peasants gathered in a ghastly orgy of lust
Around the fire as the priest is turn into dust
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millenium of sorrow
Crippled souls have accepted their doomed fate
Cursing at heavens with blasphemy and hate
Denying their christian faith
Spitting on Christ's face
A parade enshrined by shadows
Marches upon a carpet of death
Where lie the corpses of the black plague
The final torment before your last breath
Crippled souls have accepted their doomed fate
Cursing at heavens with blasphemy and hate
Denying their christian faith
Spitting on Christ's face
The peasants gathered and danced around the prey
Tales of war, plague and death were sung by they
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millenium of sorrow.
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