Alghazanth Subliminal Antenora 1. Breathless Flesh Sculpture 2. Daemonolith 3. Netherwordly 4. Of Predators And Preys 5. The Mirrored Deathwish Paranoia 6. An Ode To The Bringer Of Chaos 7. Anno Sathani 1. Breathless Flesh Sculpture One thousand different rooms full of pain One thousand rooms full of different pain There are no words to describe all the horror Which these thick stonewalls have witnessed Voyaging into the ravines in their empty eyes You can observe all those Demons as they rise Experiencing the perverse form of true art All the poetry in dead flesh and suffocated love Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art The desecration of god's image is almost completed As your desperation enriches this masterpiece The symmetry of mutilation is worth marveling All the artists wait for your pulse to seize In the breathless flesh exhibition our loyality is comprised Through the materialising of sickness our praises are combined With the magnificience of this art we hail Thee, oh Satan!!! Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art 2. Daemonolith Each time I speak An angel falls beheaded from the heavens Each time my foot meets the soil The celestial fruits wither to dust I was the one to offer them my gifts Obsessive pearls for the absent generations When the old nations were hammered down I stood there strangling them to their final sleep Persistance has overcome In order to achieve the clearest triumphancy Seek not for the obvious nor the visible And thus, thou might become a part of me I am sure you must know me For I am the taste in the veins of those who enjoyed the carnage Halls beyond the blinded eyes The wells right in front of their souls Trapped in the current trails of simplicity Abandoned inner stigmas, now purely manifest The future is driven through my palms Your deficiency was painted by my speech The Master's empyrean yearns for no rest I deliver the goblets of venom, two for each... One for your scattered bones And the other for your dreams I am the one offering you my gifts Obsessive pearls for the present generations 3. Netherwordly In a spectrum of darker fantasies I absorbed the myriad auras With delusions harnessed in twisted solace The planets stepped down in pure homage For each of time I have cast the dice Beneath perfectly euclidean constellations My face is lined with sol's demise And agonised through His transformations Unearthly...netherwordly Virtuous is every sin to me I master the crafts of dying In all of its sordid serenity I find life worth defying My contempt is for those in a dead human shell Netherwordly...unearthly Harboured I became in the shelter of His name Forever fedwith the ceremonial gloom The wawes of inferno are my sword, suffering is my shield The might of Hell is my guide on this endless slaughterfield The omnipotent colours of Armageddon are scathing indeed And the displayed, severed head of the nazarene A skull undressed of all skin, isn't it ravishing? 4. Of Predators And Preys Disentangeled by abominations Strenghtened in every aspect through confrontations Hiding oneself from the sarcastic faces of this universe A fallen disciple burdened with confusion Conquered by an uncontrollable creed to scatter His delusion Plundered down to the spectral gorges of the earth Undisguised for the ignorant to see The splendour in such a profane conspiracy Imprisoned and lost in the untrodden maze ...of predators and preys Cutting like a dagger hardened in His fire Afflictions and violations are freed in this void Possess an almighty eye to witness their choir And hunt down fools that have always decoyed Wingless and scattered, the slaves of submission In them, ideal serpent of death, waiting Lead by instincts like vermin on a carcass oppressed by the context; blessing of oblivion ...Absence is present when the presence is absent Anxiously awaiting His millennia Slowly sowing the seeds of hysteria Captured in the strangling embrace ...of predators and preys ...Presence is absent when the absence is present Charged with misantrophy... This is how we hunt! 5. The Mirrored Deathwish Paranoia Hidden horrors strive from the inner mind And all life is altered to sadness Rapture is now the painted crime Images are enriched with madness I watched as it opened right before me A vortex reflection of the mystery sea Where pain and pleasure do collide Where compassion shall never abide Here no beast hides his face behind a mask Here no hollow words are spoken There breathes no forgiveness No chains grow to be broken This would no mortal creation ever bear For the forlorn sins I hereby share I am a part of this dark and demonic feast The walls are laughing in the Temple Of The Beast Give me wings and give me horns Infest my heart with Thy morbid thorns Blind my sight with the infernal flame And I shall slaughter to honour Thy name 6. An Ode To The Bringer Of Chaos The night is our dawn - bestow us Thy spell Allow us to comprehend the august wisdom of Hell With insanity Thou have besmeared my mind Come forth, Thou art the father of our kind The agitator behind the walls of flames Behold these instruments of vengeance Curse forever this light-raped dimension Embrace it to death with Thy tyrannic ascension Crushing the skull of christ out of pure delight Grievance is the reward of this world forlorn The hellburn inside, guiding me to the pit and beyond Thy grasp squeezes my soul and never lets me go With a perverted smile upon our lips we observed The enemy bemoaned in the nectar of a dying world... Satan, Thou art to spill the wine of suicide Master, Thou art the razor upon their throats As marionettes of death in the arms of Mammon Or like flesh torn by the unhallowed dragon Malignant visions unfold, Thy age has begun Darkness is ours for Thy flame became our sun 7. Anno Sathani The sons of adam, the daughters of eve All have bent down to the dust onto their knees Anticipating the final asbsolution The sweet, liberating execution The flames have swallowed all hallowed And the white gowns of the saints are now blood coloured Pathetic whores of jehovah are oppressed The lambs are slaughtered and christ bleeds of insest ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF BLASPHEMY ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF SODOMY Behold! Your cross is burning It will no longer bare your weight In the name of the mighty persecutor This is the sunset of christian faith I laugh at the very annihilation of your kind All fools going down with their "master mind" We are bound by hellfire's seduction As we pledge in the name of Desruction ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI ANNO SATHANI, THE YEAR OF SUFFERING ANNO SATHANI, ANNO SATHANI ANNO SATHANI, THE TIME OF AGONY ANNO SATHANI, THE DAWN OF TRIUMPHANCY!!!