Altars of Dawn The sun rises, stars remain, they no longer set. Eternal evening, eternal dawn, divided by a bloody knife. Destiny serves me, I command dreams, I strike the bell, its hollow sound echoes between us. Rest upon the altar of dawn, scratch out your eyes, tear out your heart, look below, depart as a new man. Wounds open, the table appears. Time of supper, eternal hunger, body and blood, acid brothers. Take, share, worship. A great orgy on the altar, the starry cleric sleeps.
The new day rises, everything has changed. The universe opens its gates, minds open, all eyes awaken. Memories not worth stirring. Neon light, cold streets, lonely mankind screams in the chambers of psychologists. Never again, never. Man is not an object, man has soul and body. Let the wind lift me, I do not wish to see the Earth as it was before it began to change. Empty chairs, faceless estates, a world without feeling, without beauty, without love or dreams.
Rose of Hell A silver spoon measures time, a short fuse burns, blood in your eyes, steel in your veins. You chose, now pay. Pleasure chases pain, the hundredth day, the great high, you feel like a king. In the syringe blooms a red young flower, ripening to embrace your world. Your woman laughs, she wants to try, she undresses, caresses, but you must say no. Do not let her take what remains. She took your mind, your body. Dawn rises in empty eyes, the dead sun shines down, everything enrages you.
Martyr You sit close, gaze into my face. I laugh satanically, you claim you know me, but you do not know what I do at night, the spectral glow that shrouds graveyards. I knock upon their gates. Time for the orgy of eternal sighs, the bloody orgasm sleeps, it will awaken, ripen, stand at your door. It will slip into every point of flesh, penetrate the abyss, tear you apart in frenzy, hear the sweet moan. You die of rapture, bells sound hollow. I depart sated, blood releases me. Dead rats on your bed, you scream “No!” Bound, you have no chance, chains clank. I never depart, executor of torments.
Hermit Dusk rapes the day, the sun has set, my eyes gleam like eternal seas. Bathed in young stars, I embrace you, your eyes sparkle though reason whispers no. The angel of death awakens, silence calls us. Our world more splendid than the hermitage of the masses. She is my sun, I her shadow, I open every door. Together we change reality, we rise, levitation of two souls, two bodies. Where dawn thunders, darkness endures.
In my hermitage among forests, I reflect on the future shrouded in uncertainty. I strive to sweep it away, to glimpse the world a thousand years hence. As it is, or as it will change. I gaze into starry roads, wide gates I wish to open, break the bond of time, hear voices, feel touch, create the mirror of life. I wish to create your dreams.
I rest upon the altars of dawn, unfurl wings, fly high where none has been, break the sacred loops of time, avoid all roads, build my own, revive dreams.
Temple Four walls, rows of benches, dead faces, empty gaze. Silence, heavy steps. Blood and urine mix, the whore cries “Fuck!” Sick world, holy world, believe or die. On your knees, wretched dog, join us, faithless, be saved. We are many, we are right, paltry arguments, biblical nonsense, monuments. You believe, fool, open your eyes. Do you not see where you live, in a catalogue of perversions. Power and money rule, we’ll leave you alone, just don’t look at our hands.
Four walls, asylum of lies, spiral of falsehood runs downward, disorienting you. Truth and lie dissolve, you follow society, you waste away. On your knees, wretched dog, join us, faithless, be saved. We are many, we are right, paltry arguments, biblical nonsense, monuments.
From the Realms of the Underdeath Born, you search for light, warmth and peace. Frightened of night, you cry when the sun does not glow. In time you learn to live in the shadow of the sun. Pandemonium ahead, you wonder if it is time. Pray to fire, wonder why, ask, but your time is over. Follow me, you will see, senseless mind out of order. Wake up your mind. Wake up your mind. Wake up.
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