Kriegsmaschine Transfigurations 1. Infernal War - Primal Degradation Breed in me! The Essence of Transformation lies In dread and terror, At the treshold of Pitch black Madness and cold Deliberate self- Destruction... Primal Degradation... Intoxicated with the World's sweet decay I daze myself with Smoke of the Burning I. Deeper And deeper down, Into the nothingness, Rise O Black Flame And burn me from Inside! Beyond Freedom and Enslavement where Mundane reason Matters not. In the Shrine of rapture And madness I Rebuild the image of The most wrathful God. This is the iron Will of conversion, Awaken by the Mighty dragon's Breath. On the Quest of terror and Degradation, be my Guide, oh luscious Flame of death. Beyond the veil of Foul Misconceptions Where humane Means nothing at All, in the desert of Inert execrations The living temple I Am become. This is The iron will of Reversion, awaken By the mighty Dragon's breath. On The quest of terror And degradation, be My guide, oh Luscious flame of Death. Reborn Transfigurated, Devoted to naught. Reborn, Transfigured, Devoted to loos. Reborn, Transfigured, Devoted to fall. Reborn, Transfigured, Devoted to all. 2. Infernal War - Into the Vortex of Naught Behold the Botomless depth. The abysicc storm is Coming. See the Walls of lies Crumbling, see all Creation deforming. Formless, timeless, Hidden, undeniable. Come, oh ageless Darkness, shatter My flesh, facture My soul. Against The soul, against the Flesh, I greedily Breath the Nothingness of Death. Longing for Apathy and Puryfing Emptiness, life Becomes an urdent Prayer for loss. Into The voertes of Naught, towards the Intersection. Implosion of Blackness, the path Of sickening Isolation. Into the Resplendent Obscurity, where The cause is no More, towards Perdition, against The flesh, against The soul. Formless. Ageless. Timeless. Altered. Awaken. Dead inside. Against the self, life Instinct reversed. Primary masochistic Worship Transgressed. Empty Soul euphoria, Catharic collapse, Total eclipse, a holy Union with nothing. Into the voertex of Naught, through the Mazes of Illumination, where Endless disharmony Shines with dreadful Perfection. Into the Resplendent Obscurity, where The cause is no More, towards Perdition, against The flesh, against The soul. 3. Infernal War - Incipit Chaos Global delirium Followed by demise. Universal funeral. Welcome to the end Of all. Answer the Call of Megiddo. Corrode the Universe, drain all Life, taste the tears Of false god flowing Down the world's Bronek spine. Incipit Chaos. Welcome to the end Of all. Incipit Chaos. All hail the end of Maha-Kalpa. Rejoice in splendor Of loss and Inversion, let this Rotten ship sink at Last. Burn the Malodorous shroud Of illusion at the Hoyful twilight of Human dust. Monuments still Unseen. Swine Before pearls. Transcendent Horror as reaping Time descends. Incipit Chaos. Welcome to the end of Maha-Kalpa. Rejoice in splendor Of loss and Inversion, let this Rotten ship sink at Last. Burn the Malodorous shroud Of illusion at the Joyful twilight of Human dust. The Armour of common Logic punctured by The sword of faith. Cultivating spiritual Gangrene, always on The path to Nowhere. 4. Kriegsmaschine - Onward Destrudo Choked on own redemption in this dark night without end, at the failed attempt to hold the last of grounds What bitter irony in this cadaverous obedience Punctured lung prayer, stiff limb gesture As the pillars of ego collapse under his gentle, wounding hand Arche point blank, fastforward theosis Caressing teeth of a starving God A communion with the void Deathdriven. Gracefallen. Numb. Stray. Truth/lie redefined. Onward thanatos, onward destrudo, Onward death and onto the great darkness! Cease and abandon I shall cease and I shall abandon. I shall revert, descend. Become as a stone the temple is founded upon. Become a stone. Numb. Stray. Forsaken, broken Ripe for conversion 5. Kriegsmaschine - Fear and Loathing in Gethsemane I! - the wanderer, between these sins and sights (worlds of sins) Like a shattered vessel, never to sail these waters again Found nothing ascending into the highest suns I have descended to the borders of divine being World as a gateway to dark and cold deserts Of Mute Inanimate Nothing Who once lost what I have lost Will never rest under this tree again I've entered the path I never ever wanted I lost this life for ash and mud My father left me the way I never wanted And now keeps silent in my last sacrifice Eloi Lama Sabachthani Only emptiness stares at me from the abyss