Dies irae venit Dies irae venit Poena dei venit Amen, amen Poena dei venit Time is late, heading into our fate Nothing to change in the moment before
REQUIEM Dies irae, dies illa solvet saeclum in favilla teste David cum Sybilla Dies irae, dies illa Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est venturus
Confutatis maledictis, Flammis acribus addictis. When the sun is flustered And the moon is free The great little master Write a bitter melody The notes
Creed of eternal life I sore Held my candle of light into the void Risen from the dead I death's powers wed In the name of the one with horns on head
At your command The dried darkness started Gloating over the last So marvelous banquet Rummaged out by the laughter Of desire The ferryman stood up And
The inexorable aim, aim of illumination Verification of theories on different levels Engaged entirely beyond sensual Without consolation in half way
Do you feel the night? Bow down before Thee Prepare for journey Ceremony, hideous rite Between caves, in woods There is a secret place Where sinister
Twisted bodies Untenable pain I commemorate today My reprisal day I enshrine Stench of rotting heaven Nest of weakness Burning wings of angels Fizgig
you, who come here abandon all the hope dare you look into the darkness? in the land that spreads from the edge of perception and the worst nightmares
I am your dream I am your worst nightmare The things to come your fear And past to forget By my command All of your sins take form From my desires Your
I feel cold My life is too short But I know My way is long. I would write About my life That will rise Around this night. But I've found my faith denied
Amongst creations of our dreams Maze of Zin exist for ages The enter for the gate is silver It is your light, defence and guide All thou looking for
You pray, you kneel You worship For thousands years You sacrifice I am the holy son Created from the chaos As the god of the race Of human rats As the
Vacuum, nothingness Abyss, black space Infinity, emptiness Man as the torch, man as the scourge He vacillate beneficence and cruelty Animal sex, philosophical
Effigy of the impious Encroach upon my mind Desolation Blood- stained altars Seven temples And the seventh is for you Hinnom, Tophet Imminent annihilation
Transforming into Mobed For pleasure of mind Body and soul, for all gods You'll see the light Shapeless fire of knowledge which Whirl and clamor again
Divided soul, divided body Cauldron of thoughts Nine, nine, nine, open the gate The ninth level illumination of chosen one Fixed star of invisible light
I've seen insane hearts falling down and falling out but I'm feeling really cold and I feel my soul alone. Fear, tragic fear when I feel my bleeding