Versuri Katharsis - VVorld VVithout End
From the brightest of flaymes, and burning through black winds, From beyond spheres of void Cometh the apostate king Avenger of the once fallen, From the mountains of myghte To the bottomless pit Return in the age of the end of all ages Destroy worthless matter, bring back your Great lyghte Terror from Nadir, unfathomable depths Warriors come forth in Lorde Antichrist's wayke! Who sith upon the holy see by mid-nyghte's power Ruin man-kynde with temptation, lust and greed Eskatonick revelation, Fear in the hearts of angels, Resurrection of the horns The conquerer approaching The pearly gates at dawn, Lyghtening in the reddened skye, Sweet Luzifer, our serpent prince! [Chorus:] Thus thou shalt sin and thou shalt kill Royall death - justifier - offering Thus thou shalt kill and thou shalt sin All these things of truth spake Satan Unto them... The precious blood of the lamb: Remember his blood each Lord's Day A new death each mid-nyghte beginneth The holynesse of God demandeth that sin Eucharist liturgy of the reverse Covenant meaning-less once for all Infected spirits yelling woe Corpse of c**t Mary, on Black bleeding stone [Chorus:] Perfeckt sacrifice on earth Devourment of the most holy-one(s) Advent of adversary, Mighty prince, thy throne is won Searching in the darknesse Frenzy of colde boiling blood Dead-eyes that invite so shamelessly Nyghte-trap, my longing For glorious ruine... Master! I am here, I respond to thy call... King!!! Leave me to fall in thy frozen domayne Nekromantick sodomy, Dreamscapes of hate, payne Alter to reality He shall rule for thousands of years Multiplying paynes and fears Heark the guardian angels sing, Herald trumpets burst yer ears Accomplished may be the infernall Service of the threefold (and) mighty Now the world is done and as thou sew, so hast thou reaped... Lord, We Await Thy Command! Power of death's spell Unholy bloodstorm unleashed Kingdome of darknesse rising, Out of his unknown domayne Behold the black messiah Through ancient lore We conjure their return: Masters of wind and of fyre! Miracles of the great realm, Luzifer's splendour and wonders... Spiritus rector in colde funereal's bloode and obscure fyre elementall! Lord, stake your claim, come and stryke, Take the crown of empyreaan Emeralde -- fyre.