[instrumental]
Превод: Akercocke. Choronzon.
As the heaven shatter Carries on the breeze On the edge of the great abyss In the pause occupying the space That seperates lightning and rainfall Not
fear To be one with the father Offered thrice to Baphomet Spirit of unholy progress I am compelled to obey the beast inside And the faces in the scrying glass Gazing back- Choronzon
Beast of revelation Tool of desecration Take flight on leather wings It is he that wields the black flame Tell your king That we come for him I curse
Sunrise is hours away Precious seconds of life Drift away Unnoticed yet perfect Slowly disappearing I have found the edge Have I found the answer? Truth
The night is cold Your body warm Tonight we crave Beauty without end In mind in body You take me inside So deep Slow burn- slow heat Every time I move
Mephistopheles Extract from concealment Enlightenment A plethora of Cacodaemons Emerge to defile me Debase me I dare not resist But celebrate the pain
Rancid lord of pestilence Belial- supreme avenger Devour those bereft of sight To see the way of Satan Foulness of Bethlehem My prodigious appetite For
Slowly drowning in sand Dust and death greet you In the valley of the crucified Survey the slaughter Of a hundred score Crucified Christians Eroded bones
Bear witness to my testimony The things that I have done- Unforgiveable The prayers of a hundred priests Could not save my soul Like the son of the morning
