Diablerie
de Mortuus
Rhepera is in her hiding, and the church bells are silent now
the inner starvation has bred an emotionless madness,
breeding desires so dark... in these abodes of awful forms
I am becoming - incarnated,
the breath of complete pervertion!
soil is spread upon the ground, her sleep disturbed
and their sorrow shall turn into horror in the morning
but the moon rests in darkness now...
for how could it shine in the light of the black sun?
the lights are all exploding at their presence...
for there are many here, many here...
yet there is light: tombstones radiate a glare unearthly
a strange glow, growing stronger at each movement
the metamorphosis of an angel turning into a beast
is progressing in this unholy marriage of life and death
I wear this lower crown, at the throne of shells
for death is my bride...
in these abodes of awful forms
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Astral Pandemonium
De Contemplanda Morte
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Disobedience
Grape of the Vine
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Furnace of Sleep
Diablerie
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Grape of the Vine
Grape of the Vine
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Layil
Grape of the Vine
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Nemesis
Grape of the Vine
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Penetrations of Darkness
De Contemplanda Morte
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Silence Sang the Praise of Death
Mortuus
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Sulphur
Grape of the Vine
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The Constant Descent of Seraphim
De Contemplanda Morte
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The Illumination of Job
De Contemplanda Morte
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Threefold Harrowing of Hell
Diablerie
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Torches
Grape of the Vine
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Tzel Maveth
Grape of the Vine
