Drowning The Light Catacombs of Blood 1. Fragmented & Unrealisable 2. As Plague Upon The Sheep (Poison In Redemption) In the veins of existence thou shalt ruin your rite of birth in the will of your dying breath The rite of reversal shall take effect Suffer the masses, there is one with Damnation / condemnation: My name is plague My name is wisdom My curse is that which bleeds out The weakness in your veins Pawns unto the flesh There is one way to let go May you seek the truth As the dying breath As the last whisper As those who may trick fate And carve the informal cross upon their necks Twisted and deep Crooked from the crucifix Straight as the mark of the true gods There is one path left untouched The path beyond what is known Beyond what is understood The mark of the forest The land, the earth The Mother and Father The calling That which stirs beneath the soil And emanates beyond the galaxies One between the pain Of physical and moral being Omega kindred who may suffer One (Alpha) who shall become king 3 may follow in tribes which will be shunned be those who settle where they should not stay Ground zero is relevance Nothing truly means nothing ...There is the light only to drown below the sea May her depths consume all Though HER we shall seek 3. Torn Away By The Shadows In a time of tyranny and strife A bloodied hand rises In adversity to conformity calling out the night and embracing the beast insides For a new dark age is upon us The cycle around the sun soon to cease and the coming of the dawn that never rises The empty throne of a dead god Twisted and distorted by the white light Torn away by the shadows For only in utter blackness can you truly see the light The frozen stone which marks the death of thousands of the Nazarenes "chosen" Void of any remaining hope All that is left if the passage of death as ties with this world are severed The oceans spill the black blood of the earth as it rots from the inside The cycle around the sun soon to cease and the coming of the dawn that never rises The empty throne of a dead god Twisted and distorted by the white light Torn away by the shadows For only in utter blackness can you truly see the light The strong transcend through spheres of negative energy Times stands still as the world falls below Guided by morbid phantoms and shadows that watch over Tendrils of blackness mother the spirit and caress the soul with poisonous affection as Satans will is enforced 4. Entrance To Illumination Beginning of the return journey To the tree of knowledge Where once our race was born The hunger, the thirst Eating my soul from within Time for this dream to seize Blood flows all the night Never too soon, never too late To change the course of life As the heinous symbols are carved On the entrance of illumination And from the north comes evil Weaving destructive spells The serpent's voice in my heart As a guiding arctic star A sign for the lineage of kings Who were all hinderers of God By the miracle of Satan By the will of Satan Ascend, immortal spirit of wisdom Let the light of your Black Flame Shine through and purify Burn the false and causal truth Tear asunder the illusions Revealing the hidden forbidden Through your prophet and mouth The timeless resonance is spread 5. Autumn Mourning 6. ...Such Cruelty Never Rests Old legends tell of a river winding like a serpent Through dense and forgotten marshland Leading to the ruins of a long dead civilisation Pyramids aligned with the stars Their shadows touching the river bed at dusk Painted faces of the past haunt the chambers The soil rich from centuries of sacrifice and torture Vines and unearthed tree roots entangle the ruins Creating their own passages and doorways The whispers tell that such untouched mysticism and so much bloodshed stirs unnatural forces Spiritual mercury drawing tormented souls and keeping the damned from the grave ...Such cruelty never rests Calling to the blackhearted in their dreams Visions of a plague, genocide and forbidden rituals The subliminal path to this temple of the sun and moon embedded So that once again the tongue of the old can hiss the incantations to unleash this ancient terror As the sun rises piercing the water I hear a name being called A name I have only heard in my dreams yet I am lucid Through the thickets of mist I find myself blinded by the monolith Bleeding the sun with its apex and stirring the darkest of sense An eerie beauty suffocated by tragedy and loss Cries of putrefied innocence cause the ravens to take flight The archaic hieroglyphs tell of untold horror An evil of the ages bound in these stones Forgotten by all to preserve life Destined to be found to destroy life ...Such cruelty never rests 7. Burial In The Rain 8. Pact Of The Black Templars A pact of death was made on this night An urn filled with cemetery dirt The black templars spilling their blood in this soil Embracing the cold void of dedicating their souls to this pact To finalise such a union one cannot turn back All must have blood on their hands A soul of lost innocence with no home or kin Ravaged by the toxins of modern man An unfulfilled shattered vessel With dreams never to be realised Whom no one will miss is chosen... To finalise such a union one cannot turn back All must have blood on their hands Taken in the dead of the night The throat is severed and spills.. The life blood of this insignificant flows The bridge of the nose split through to the ivory bone Gouged and torn by the cult.. for the cult A bond in blood and a pact with death A new Satanic order is born 9. Eyes Of Onyx (Carrion For The Worms) Cruel nights of unforgotten turmoil An image forever burned in my mind The catacombs of history tell of such The reality of it all sets in... Cold blooded and heartless Savage and unforgiving Like an untamed ocean lashing out at the shore Like a cancerous virus infecting the breath of life A plague wrapped in a black cloud The grotesque visage of that which is our shadow That which mocks the purest soul Hearing the slightest change in nature A drop of blood in the graveyard dirt Dilated eyes of onyx shimmer the moons spell A maw dripping with black filth Its horrid form towering over its prey Stalked from dusk, tortured through witching hours and to mock Christ's worthless death At 3am this lamb of god is carrion for the worms Drawing its blood from the lifeless body before it turns black and cold The only witnesses to this act is the lonesome nightsky, the moon and the stars The wind whispers of murder The blood staining the stones and grass and splattering over the nocturnal insects The sound of a lone fly echoing through the hollow lifeless cavities of the prey The ocean starts to give birth to the dawn The viral being of shade and night recoils back to the crypt Under granite and marble no light shall touch Above the soil the cold hollow stare of faith receives its empty revelation as the buzzards tear and pech at the dead eyes At 3am this lamb of god became carrion for the worms 10. This Darkest Hour Rolling thunder echoes the cries of war to crush the miserable disciples of the white light A curse is unleashed to spread rot and mould withering the elysian fields Smash the gates Victory awaits Reeking of sin Crushing gods kin Unholy power this darkest hour The heavens flood with angels blood Smouldering remains of hypocrisy showing no mercy to the slaves of Jehovah The fire that burns is one of wrath vengeance flails their weakness Smash the gates Victory awaits Reeking of sin Crushing gods kin Unholy power this darkest hour The heavens flood with angels blood Drinking the scarlet wine from seraphims lifeless carcasses Faces gaunt and eyes of stone the surge of immortality pulses as this curse is enthroned Bow to your new Master Smash the gates Victory awaits Reeking of sin Crushing gods kin 11. Requiem Of Honour & Glory