Behemoth
Opvs Contra Natvram
1. Post-God Nirvana
O libertine!
Thy will be done
Shed the bondage ov vulvic slavery
Grind down the walls
Which veil the sun
Conquer today, my brethren, fearlessly
Hoc signo fertote lvx
And so the sun rose in the west
Only for it’s blinding light to grow weary in the east
With passions subduing all speech in awe
We worship the devil, we hail the beast!
2. Malaria Vvlgata
Let all bibles preach the sermon ov vengeance
Let the hallowed verses call for war
Behold as seraphs fall from ebonising skies
Let’s stab the world and halt the cosmic lie
Spare no one
Show them no pity
Tooth for a tooth
Eye for an eye
Hostibvs hvmani natvrae
Begone, all ye fucking cowards
Myself, I am a foe to all your piety
Anointed by the radiance ov warring mars
Submerged, I am into oceans ov enmity
I’ll find no peace in there until I ram the luminous stars
Spare no one
Show them no pity
Tooth for a tooth
Eye for an eye
Hostibvs hvmani natvrae
Annihilate (the) crux ov the untruth
O death…
Thou art so quiet that it hurts
Pale, proud and so immaculate
Beyond all contemplation
Beyond perception
Come forth
Eradicate
We shall trample all over thee
Spreading exhortations mightier than the sword
Each world revolts against god-fearing helotry
Restoring the hegemony ov primordial law
3. The Deathless Sun
I am nothing
Without him, nothing is
I am no one
It is he
Sol Invictvs
The deathless sun
My god is the all devouring pyre
My goddess dwells in Hadean somber tides
Burst forth from the crushing depths as Leviathan
And then descend into the bowels ov the Earth
The imperial throne is set to dominate
The powers ov ruthless zephyr forever shall reign
My god is the all consuming fire
Fated centre ov the bottomless pit
He’s the void beyond any cipher
Starless night immortally lit
When the throne ov the carnal world’s restrained
The powers ov ruthless zephyr forever shall reign
Let’s drink to he ov the shining morn
To the lacerated yet so divine
To the sun that evermore shall rise
To my ascent, to thy demise
I am nothing
Without him, nothing is
I am no one
It is he
Sol Divinvs
The deathless sun
4. Ov My Herculean Exile
A blinded hermit in oblivion, disgraced
Like Odysseus lost in Poseidon's endless domain
In a realm devoid ov solace, I roam
But these sorrows are mine and mine alone
Wayward like a forlorn mutt astray
Stertorous I heave Atlas' torturous weight
I am lost in a moment and the moment is lost in me...
But I shall endure new life in my agony
With anima sprawled open
With corpvs violently split
I bled for you
Now you bleed for me
I do not possess the prowess ov mighty bards and poets
Void ov ambition to evangelise
Yet there's poetry in my blasfemia to be freed
So chant on ye filthy whores, profane and so malign
With anima sprawled open
Corpvs ov boundless rifts
I wept for you
Now you weep for me
With hearts profoundly scorched
Wounds weeping sanguine
I burnt for you
Now burn without and within
Lend thy ear onto me
And heed my prayer
Incline thy all-seeing eye
And heed my call
This war cry could never be silenced
But weep no more my brethren
Thy herculean labor shall endure forevermore
5. Neo-Spartacvs
No god reigns over me
I am heathen below
Hear the drums ov war
Ov coming Abaddon
No god reigns over me
Mine is the sanctity below
Hear the drums ov war
I am the clenched fist ov Spartacvs
I forge ahead
Like a meteor adrift in cold decay
Thou must heed the call
Ordo ab vniverso
I hail the freedom the gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn Troy burn
Savor ashes ov Zion scorched
ΠΥΡΌΣ ΚΑΊ ΘΕΊΟΥ
Burn Troy burn
To rubble tear it down
Cherubs forlorn
"Unholy" they mourn
I forge ahead
A lost Sisyphus in cosmic fatum
I travail to and from
ΓΝΩΘΙ ΣΑΥΤΟΝ
I worship the knowledge that gods abhor
To feel greater
To strive higher
To be more
Burn Roma burn
Savor ashes ov Zion torched
Ave sanctvs ignis
Burn Roma burn
To rubble tear it down
Hannibal ad portas
Seraphim thrown aground
No god may cast its shadow upon us
We, the proud and the few
I am Spartacvs
And so are you
6. Disinheritance
Tantrum, from which the new man shall be formed
The orphaned blue blood ov the celestial
Who shuns the burdens ov them sainted whores
Shall manifest it’s splendors from barren soil
Behold his arrival, the Arcadian stray
Reeking refuse ov your tender age
That marches forth
And inseminates thy ophidian conclave
What is liberty -
But when the gods grow sick ov us?
Then what is mutiny
If not breaking off the shackles ov the gods?
XAIPE EΣПEPE
XAIPE ΦΩΣΦOPE
Contemplating millennia past
I wandered through wastelands astray
In company ov that, larger than the gods
With animus that just won’t wither away
What is liberty -
But when the gods grow sick ov us?
Then what is mutiny
If not breaking off the shackles ov the gods?
XAIPE EΣПEPE
XAIPE ΦΩΣΦOPE
Inquisition in the name ov freedom
Decimation in the name ov democracy
Hidden daggers and poisoned wine
All in the name ov fraternity
7. Off to War!
Am I ov god, Satan or an obsidian hemisphere?
Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse?
Consider the great solitude ov the truly liberated man
Set forth to raze frail humanity once again
Am I to act alone?
If so I’ll draw blood from stone
Am I to act alone?
If so I’ll be the thundering tremor to whip the storm
Why are we such tender flesh under blackening skies?
Are we defenceless prey in a predator’s eye?
Can we stay stalwart in the face ov fated tragedy?
Are we to remain subjugated by fictitious morality?
Am I to act alone?
If so I’ll separate the meat from bone
Am I to act alone?
If so I shall be the herald ov reckoning’s swarm
Host ov the ones condemned
Dethrone god malevolent
Hear the cannons roar
We are off to war
Uncrown he with reins adorned
Blacken the icon
We for whom no god shall mourn
Off to war
Am I ov god, Satan or an obsidian hemisphere?
Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse?
Consider the great solitude ov the truly liberated man
Set forth to raze frail humanity once again
8. Once upon a Pale Horse
I’ll ascend
As the sun into the night
I’ll appear
On a pale horse alight
Skyward, I climb alone
Yet bound forever to this earth
Quench my unholy thirst
To will is to dissent
I’ll ascend
As the sun into the night
I’ll appear
On a pale horse alight
Go forth and conquer
In thy own name, for thy own flesh
Forsake shame, forsake guilt
Do what thou wilt
Onwards, driven by doubt
Carving my beastly ways
Never will I submit
To will is to disobey
Hail empower thyself
Strive forever to more
Make heel the universe
So the last will be the first
Onwards, driven yet calm
Carving malevolent ways
Never will I submit
To will is to disobey
Go forth and conquer
Forsake shame
Forsake thy fucking guilt
For love is the law
Love under will
9. Thy Becoming Eternal
O blest be thou, as vast as the night
In nomine igni
Thou who dost spawn the infernal and divine
In odivm fidei
O blest be thou, as bright as light
In absentia christi
Armadas ov rebellion align
I shall bathe myself in wine and gold
I will tear the arteries ov cosmos so it may bleed
Behold the malignant salvo ov my crimes
Abysmal eons that have wandered by
Where would I seek the truth
But here where mutiny and chaos bloom?
I satiate the ferocious hunger ov the beast
In nomine igni
Cast the flock in great fury upon the Earth
In odivm fidei
From South to North, from West to East
In absentia christi
In unity my fleets traverse
I shall cause thine overwhelming hatred to consume
Among the sainted legion where black hearts ignite
Forsooth, the branches ov this wretched tree I'll wound
And rob its pestilential scions ov their lives
Where should I seek the truth
but here where mutiny and chaos bloom?
Be praised
O be glorified
Exalted, honoured and lionised
Breathe in and breathe out
Cleansing fire from within and above
Thy becoming is eternal
The thrusting spear disinheriting the meek
By the name ov the borneless one
We hail Satan
We hail thee
10. Versvs Christvs
He, who is from another light
He is the bellow ov a shooting star
He who impels frenzied storms to cease
Behold Qasidah for our lord Iblis
I’ve sworn to be a channeler ov thy rays
I have succumbed like a moth to the flame
For my legions demur to submit
I am thy devotee, o lord in the abysmal pit
Sever the tongue ov Cicero
Gauge out Copernicus’ eyes
Stone Shakespeare for the heresy ov his scrawl
Undo the surge, mar the tide
Wingless, with feet upon the horizon
Let’s rise at morn, herald the Sun
Render unto Caeser, the things that are Caesar’s
Deliver man all spoils ov the divine
Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs
Tibi deo satanae
Confuse we shall living tongues
Devitalize the populist mandates
O demagogues ov miserable worth
Not seed will bloom upon mother Earth
No grain will blossom in the daylight
The sun shall perish, turning cold
And when the desert typhoon smother final gospel
Rise up, thou wicked, and blow the doomsday horn
Wingless, with feet upon the horizon
Let’s rise at morning to herald the Sun
Gebt dem Kaiser, was des Kaisers ist
Deliver man all spoils ov the divine
Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs
Regnamvs tibi lvcem ferre
Tibi deo avrorae
He, once banished, forever shall return
He, once fallen shall rise again
And at the hour ov our death
The infinite he shall remain
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