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Wails from Pagan Woods

by Melkor

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1.
Incantations 04:30
Praise blasphemous sisters; Voice and Verse, Who've turned me from the almighty, enlightened me to his works. The suffering tribes of Abraham, abandoned by God for the Nazarian. The ashes of Jerusalem blacken the skies in unending war. Lost the hope of peace for man, consumed by greed and hate and lust. Rust the sword in the withered hand of the lord of hosts soaked in blood. Bastions of light, guided halls of unbounded joy. Frail and offered to man, for a life well served. To the bastard born of lies. Corner of your false Trinity. A fetus stolen from the womb of the feminine divine. So I reject the father son and specter. Tear down the facades of his alters. With every breath I shall desecrate his name. Baptized in the fire of the sun. Spit for venomous Gospel, I stripe with viperous teeth, Draw out a river of blood from the cadaver of the Agnus Dei. Eager to drown the world in blood as once the oceans were made. His fractured teeth and broken bones form the foundations of a new beginning.
2.
Suffer Not Jesus Christ of Bethlehem. The living son of holy god. Pious is he, upon a throne of excrement. The fanaticalized veneration of a man to be as great as He toils within its self inflicted falsehood. How can glory be on to God in the highest as he's down on Earth? Don't wave your trinity at me! To hell with thine holy ghost! O' the burning sin of every Christian is to call three to the holy one and his fucking cult perpetuates. Unburdened by faith I transcend to a purer grace. The knowledge that blooms sets my own thought consume. Suffer not Jesus, or those who use the man to Justify their savagery. Thoust Papal Worm, I speak of thee. All hail the Offertory, to pay off your eternal souls and wash it clean of all your filthy sins. I propose a leap of faith. Condemn your clergy, and see if your god loves you the same. If reason be treason to your god cut off his head, then consume the cavities and the secrets kept within. You'll find among knowledge lies, to keep it safe and self contained.
3.
O' yee of little faith such cultures are lost of the Pagan race and I've exposed the as non believers to the great unnamed, as I am the holder of reliquary of dead Gods.
4.
Ashkababa screamed flames licking her feet. Melt the flesh from bone, her agonizing moan. She cries to the crowd of cowardly devout worshipers of god. Sadistic Christians. “You have sealed your fate! Commit me to these flames – from this I shall not die! Err the full moon rise. [I'll] Rise up from my grave as my death entertains reconcile your lives you all soon shall die. Ashkababa cried “Your god is a lie!” The flesh has melt away, skeleton remains. “You shall serve death well, and feed the beasts of hell and I'll watch from above, bathing in your blood!”
5.
What became of me as I dealt my judgment upon man? Wolf among the sheep, ravenous I feast. Hungry for their flesh and the absence of their hearts. Be I seraphim or the Devil redefined? Re-write me as the monster they despise. Shame that befalls me; Wolf among the sheep! Wolf among the sheep, hungry for their flesh, and the faith among the meat, as it draws its dying breath! Pious art thou Gabriel, draw thine flaming sword Micheal. Face the northward rays of light: the Morning Star in the dead of night. Wolf among the sheep, hungry for their flesh, and the faith among the meat, as it draws its dying breath! Lead me to Earth Uriel, this serpent shall fuck the world. And seduce the descendants of Eve, and show them the path to Godly power!
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Pits of Hell 03:16
Die with me fade into black as all gods children are condemned to lack. What lies beyond the veil is no heaven and no pearly gates. Dine with me in the halls of Hell. The land where the lost denizens dwell in perpetual twilight, Untouched by the rays of warmth, we exist in eternal night! In the pits of hell die with me. Die with me fade into dream, The land of the vaulted blue surreal. Transfixed upon the expanse where cyclone winds thrash about the wanton. Upon the inner most layer, where dwells the beast. Upon the bodies of sinners does he feast!
7.
With the summoning sound, one thousand voices cry aloud. And as the bellower comes forth as lies permeate his words. “Art thou the seeker of knowledge? Divine wisdom do yee crave? And all the studies of mathematics, and all philosophies of man. So shall I vomit forth my merit? And all the secrets of my mind, the ones I bought over time. The ones I store deep inside. O' how we all hunger, and how that hunger drives man to kill his god with knowledge. We are the cult of Piamon.
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Behold tribes of mine, consumed in fornication, invoke their Pagan Goddess, “Bless out copulation!” Witness bodies writhe, bathed in the moonlight. Feel the cosmic power of her lunar embrace! Messinet, Daimona, Freya, Artemis hallowed be thy name divine feminine, we fruit of thine womb sing praises up to you! Night in the witch house, beholden to a feminine god. In this orgy we worship thee, exalt thee above th'Adoni! Breath in th'hypnotic musk of our congregation. The avarice that lifts as their bodies sweat becomes a sacrament to Gods. Scream in ecstasy, the thrill of debauchery, O' holly mother God, by this pagan rite bless this sacred moon and its divine light!

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released April 4, 2020

Slänesh - Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics

Níðhöggr - Drums, spoken word

Engineered and Mixed by Ian Hines with
Additional engineering by Andy Beain and Max Johnson

Mastered by Jackson Roe

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