UNSUBDUED BELIEF

Thousands of centuries before 
The rule of the disdained light
When proud mankind
Yet did not turn into the flock of sheep


The Ancient Folks wandered the dark fields
And their unholy puissance was great
All creatures vailed to them
And all knew the might of their malice.

But supercilious light has come
And created the god of the slaves,
Delivered them from temptation,
Perverting the essence of being.

Only descendants of the Ancients,
The sons of the bottomless pit
With Infernal fire in their veins
Have preserved in their hearts
The Unsubdued Belief.



WHERE NIGHT

Where night is followed by night,
Where winter comes after winter,
The icy castles as the fangs of hell
Dig into the skies.

Along the boundless expanse
Of the Great Chaos,
In spaces of the Grand Darkness
Where vice and evil bred for ages

There you will see the perverted aeon,
You will hear the song born by the Dark
You will hear the cries of the silent profound
You will see the light of darkness.

And in unison with the silent abyss
The soul will scream breaking apart,
Like the horde of black wolves
Will wail as the northern wind.


The Chaos of the Universe will fill
Your soul-abandoned body
And as a wild agony will echo
The voice of Satan,
The call of breaking chains,
Clang of downcast shackles.

And buried forever,
In the power of untimeliness,
Having left forever 
The land of chimerical dreams
You will be born again
Where night is followed by night,
Where winter comes after winter.  



INSANITY

You feel like a fleck of dust
In the insane chaos of being.
You pray the god,
But he forgot about you,
Without support
You are only the gob
Of shapeless meat.
Your cross on your breast
 Is as the yoke of a slave,
Your faith 
Is only a big mistake,
It drives you mad,
The very thought of it,
Making you destroy your mind.
You look into abysm
And see yourself,
Your mind is blown away.
The scream of hell
 And theres no more
Good or evil for you,
All has merged
In the wild agony.
You know that your god
Sees it all but keeps silent,
And you hear only
Satans cries.
His cry as the cantus
Of the bottomless pit,
His cry as
The Infernal spite
His cry is the voice of the Chaos Great
His cry is the spiteful breath of the winds,
The insane sing of the world beyond
In the dark amid silent stars.
And you hear The Lord of the underworld
Whose growl fills the vast expanse
Of the Grand Darkness
You enter the icy spaces
Where reign Chaos 
And amorphous forms. 



SISTERS OF HIS

Elevated by the unknown force of will,
The sisters will, penetrated with fear,
I fly over the dale, embraced by winds
Deprived of motion and pulsation.

Chained with the tacit horror,
Quietly I drift over the domains of dark.
The chaos of the universe is silent in their faces,
With the wave of the hand I am carried away.

And only the voice in the eternal still
Born in the dark of the abandoned body
Will say
Sleep, your dream is infinite,
Sleep, you are beyond the limits of time,
In the space of the lost souls.


The Sisters of His triumph over the weakness of soul,
In the black gowns of the demons of night
They make suffer, fascinating with beauty.

Their caress is the wild agony
And the pain of the bygone times
Their kisses as the infernal flame
Make suffer, alluring.

The deep of the universal abyss
Lurk in their eyes,
You drown in the bliss
Of caressing pain.

Sleep, your dream is infinite
Sleep, you are beyond the limits of time
In the space of the lost souls. 



CACOPHONOUS MARCH OF THE DARK

The last reflection, a retributive dawn,
Everyone shall remember the image of Chaos,
I t will be the day of doom,
The end of the world.

The last reflection of the fading existence,
The last Cacophonous March of the Dark
Will arise in you as the cry of hell,
Will tear your flesh as a ravenous bitch wolf
By touch of avenging pain.

The pain will become the part
Of your doomed world,
The worm within, eating you away.

You are trying to sigh,
But you scream instead.
This scream is another note
In the Cacophonous March of the Dark, 
The Hymn of Gehenna. 

The salvation of your force
Is turning into pain,
The pain that will show you the way,
The way to the troth, to eternity.

You trod with a smile of ache,
Your mind is engulfed in the dark,
But you feel delight
That one more life is crushed,
That Cacophonous March of the Dark triumphs.
 


BEYOND

Abandon my body, separating with soul,
I strive for the realms that have never known light,
Where nothing is turned into forever
And forever is only nothing.

Amid the endless desert
Woven from the milliards of atoms,
And feeling the might of each,
Im dissolving in the infinite stream.

Whole as the millions but lone,
Beyond the world
Where theres no joy and sorrow
Where Im the one whole with the universe.

I see the dawn of times,
The beauty of the pristine universal Chaos,
And wisdom of ages penetrates me
Revealing the reality of the hidden world.

Theres no flesh of the world there,
And life flows in its own way.
There the Universe is a fathomless bowl,
And death of life is a key of times.

The great of the weak world,
Exhausted by the daylight
Kneel down
But we are not on one way. 



180

When the sun declines
And night comes into its rights
180 black riders 
Carry death with their shields

Death to those who hail light
Who pray before the altars of insanity

180 black swords
Are always ready for the Christian blood,
Their thirst is for Christians death,
Their thirst is for the poor in spirit.


180 black steeds
Galloping faster than wind,
Their breath is the infernal fire,
Burning the disdained flesh.

180 black riders
180 black souls
From the very pit of hell
Will bring you death.

Night by night
They will ride
Along the boundless vasts
Until the day comes,
The blackest of all,
Until the Eternal Dark arrives.

And the avarice of their steel
Will give you no peace,
Will torture your flesh
Until you feed them.



SHADOW OF THE BYGONE TIMES

With senses regained in the abandoned body,
With echoing ache through numb limbs,
With mind, awaken from the capture
Only obscure mist you meet.

And the terrific thought haunted,
Only one thing was on your mind: Who am I?
How did I end up here?

Hunger made you go forward,
Fear winged your exhausted body,
But for hundreds leagues
Impenetrable fog 
Stayed before eyes.

Breaking in, memory revealed the reality
The pain scorched you as on that gloomy day,
The mist vanished, and images cleared up
The shadow of the bygone times, as if in a picture.

You are at the stake,
And the crowd around.
You are accused, the verdict: heretic,
And only you know that you are not guilty.

The fire burns the sinless body,
To the cries of the torturers:
Que ferrum non sanat ignis sanat!
You pray god in vain,
Even god is unable to stop the act insane. 

Your eyes stare in the mist,
Heaven didnt accept the innocent soul,
Unable to understand the deceit
You beseech the god.

But god doesnt hear you,
He doesnt need you.
Your burden is
Eternal solitude.


You are not dead
And yet not alive,
Eternity has become 
Your curse.

