Ondskapt Draco Sit Mihi Dux I A morose fount of human Death lies before me, at the end of this thornclad road My wounds are deep, my cries are harsh Was it Hell that I witnessed, has my time come? Or may I stay to witness the Devil's hand? A morose fount of human Death lies before me A creature of all my woes and awes, an entrance for me to pass Time to die, it has been far too long Sternly bound I depart from this foul and morbid life as it has given me nothing What important am I? Evil is in the deed of every man Everything pure may go lose as the ways of evil are opening wider and ever darker, a shadow cast of the Devil Everywhere, and all around I see what you don't see; I see the vastness of the accuser. II Listen! All this, made by man, exits for one simple reason; Further harmony amongst humans, happiness, materialistic utopia Only a few work a counter way, To conquer, disharmonize and torture this world! Our days are few, they must be used Divine reasons show me our path The pernicious light which has blessed me with its utter damnation, Is the holy fundaments on which our guideline rests Secrets reveal in Satan's code, so clear yet mysterious We enter a phase of completeness in direction as His angles take definite position Firmly rooted in the arcane foundation of pure malignancy, they reach through this world and beyond We remain through the self defeating consequence of incompleteness (life) Driven by demonical worship Throughout this world and beyond, I am obsessed by murderous hatred And errands are yet to come Trapped in evil ecstasy we are forever cursed A devilish fertilisation nightly executed It has infected our flesh to bring earth His presence Follow the light pernicious Enter the path of murder Illusions must die since they are mortal Stare behind the light of Jahve Honour the end of your natural mind Your own will must be left behind. III Axioms denied. A blessed offering, the gift complete is your life (A gift ever increasing) Immense enemy divine, the Evil One, ever beseeched Demoniac hysteria; the insights and curses of being possessed by The Devil I have received the darkest of visions. Votary of a legion as vast as the sacrifice of its legionaries The doctrine of lifelessness is above me, a paragon of complete perdition We must all die, for we are but flesh of the creation Lose your life to gain unity: to enter The Devil Truthfully; an entering, and yet exit of divinity Cursed by the one God, locked in lightfled obedience Mors Christi. A hunger inhuman. The Ancient Dragon has always been present in false Christ Complete perversion of the soul shall be our guide at the murder of joy! IV The emotions I have with me as I run through this observing night are none The light of life is not with me, far beyond it am I. I don't know where I am! Deranged is my spirit, inhuman Flesh of demons, horrible craft of Thee, Lucifer, rape my innocence Strengthen the chains that bind me, the bind us beyond the grave All ways are dimmed! No I won't die, but death is always with me Limbs, limbs from Hell are upon me I watch man's spirit, it falls so deep, my eyes are dry, and struck, moonlit Father fiend, Satan. Satan, your angels remove times unasketic, my memories Trapped in trance, starvation, an eerie dance Opening gates for pandemia! The loss of all... V King of awful majesty Present in rape and fever Oh, prince of lies and misguidance Perverter of pious purity True inversion of Holy divinity Fortify the unholy pride of men The Devil's path lies wide, leading from all around He will be glorified, yet unspoken I can see Him as clear as day, but you see Him in words Present in each crime, each manslaughter Through ages and ages, Death was our lord! Each battle, each tyranny, mere reflections of Him At the breath of The Devil, light flee We walk our narrow way as millions die! Aefas! It has come for us to witness; Human history brought to an end. VI I know something very old is present tonight A moment out of this world, filled with something very ill I smell death in this ugly place, far from the light of Christ, which has impaled my eyes for thirteen years An abomination of Satan's summoned by sickness in these ghastly hours At this gebite I am sworn to die I will die to enter My human shapes would be dead If not... deeds were undone And I am indeed blessed by damnation I do not wish to life, but devotion stops me My sacrifice continues I am tired and I hate this place But my beseeched lord: The greater is thy finger I know the meaning with life is Death.