Behemoth Opvs Contra Natvram 1. Post-God Nirvana O libertine! Thy will be done Shed the bondage ov vulvic slavery Grind down the walls Which veil the sun Conquer today, my brethren, fearlessly Hoc signo fertote lvx And so the sun rose in the west Only for it’s blinding light to grow weary in the east With passions subduing all speech in awe We worship the devil, we hail the beast! 2. Malaria Vvlgata Let all bibles preach the sermon ov vengeance Let the hallowed verses call for war Behold as seraphs fall from ebonising skies Let’s stab the world and halt the cosmic lie Spare no one Show them no pity Tooth for a tooth Eye for an eye Hostibvs hvmani natvrae Begone, all ye fucking cowards Myself, I am a foe to all your piety Anointed by the radiance ov warring mars Submerged, I am into oceans ov enmity I’ll find no peace in there until I ram the luminous stars Spare no one Show them no pity Tooth for a tooth Eye for an eye Hostibvs hvmani natvrae Annihilate (the) crux ov the untruth O death… Thou art so quiet that it hurts Pale, proud and so immaculate Beyond all contemplation Beyond perception Come forth Eradicate We shall trample all over thee Spreading exhortations mightier than the sword Each world revolts against god-fearing helotry Restoring the hegemony ov primordial law 3. The Deathless Sun I am nothing Without him, nothing is I am no one It is he Sol Invictvs The deathless sun My god is the all devouring pyre My goddess dwells in Hadean somber tides Burst forth from the crushing depths as Leviathan And then descend into the bowels ov the Earth The imperial throne is set to dominate The powers ov ruthless zephyr forever shall reign My god is the all consuming fire Fated centre ov the bottomless pit He’s the void beyond any cipher Starless night immortally lit When the throne ov the carnal world’s restrained The powers ov ruthless zephyr forever shall reign Let’s drink to he ov the shining morn To the lacerated yet so divine To the sun that evermore shall rise To my ascent, to thy demise I am nothing Without him, nothing is I am no one It is he Sol Divinvs The deathless sun 4. Ov My Herculean Exile A blinded hermit in oblivion, disgraced Like Odysseus lost in Poseidon's endless domain In a realm devoid ov solace, I roam But these sorrows are mine and mine alone Wayward like a forlorn mutt astray Stertorous I heave Atlas' torturous weight I am lost in a moment and the moment is lost in me... But I shall endure new life in my agony With anima sprawled open With corpvs violently split I bled for you Now you bleed for me I do not possess the prowess ov mighty bards and poets Void ov ambition to evangelise Yet there's poetry in my blasfemia to be freed So chant on ye filthy whores, profane and so malign With anima sprawled open Corpvs ov boundless rifts I wept for you Now you weep for me With hearts profoundly scorched Wounds weeping sanguine I burnt for you Now burn without and within Lend thy ear onto me And heed my prayer Incline thy all-seeing eye And heed my call This war cry could never be silenced But weep no more my brethren Thy herculean labor shall endure forevermore 5. Neo-Spartacvs No god reigns over me I am heathen below Hear the drums ov war Ov coming Abaddon No god reigns over me Mine is the sanctity below Hear the drums ov war I am the clenched fist ov Spartacvs I forge ahead Like a meteor adrift in cold decay Thou must heed the call Ordo ab vniverso I hail the freedom the gods abhor To feel greater To strive higher To be more Burn Troy burn Savor ashes ov Zion scorched ΠΥΡΌΣ ΚΑΊ ΘΕΊΟΥ Burn Troy burn To rubble tear it down Cherubs forlorn "Unholy" they mourn I forge ahead A lost Sisyphus in cosmic fatum I travail to and from ΓΝΩΘΙ ΣΑΥΤΟΝ I worship the knowledge that gods abhor To feel greater To strive higher To be more Burn Roma burn Savor ashes ov Zion torched Ave sanctvs ignis Burn Roma burn To rubble tear it down Hannibal ad portas Seraphim thrown aground No god may cast its shadow upon us We, the proud and the few I am Spartacvs And so are you 6. Disinheritance Tantrum, from which the new man shall be formed The orphaned blue blood ov the celestial Who shuns the burdens ov them sainted whores Shall manifest it’s splendors from barren soil Behold his arrival, the Arcadian stray Reeking refuse ov your tender age That marches forth And inseminates thy ophidian conclave What is liberty - But when the gods grow sick ov us? Then what is mutiny If not breaking off the shackles ov the gods? XAIPE EΣПEPE XAIPE ΦΩΣΦOPE Contemplating millennia past I wandered through wastelands astray In company ov that, larger than the gods With animus that just won’t wither away What is liberty - But when the gods grow sick ov us? Then what is mutiny If not breaking off the shackles ov the gods? XAIPE EΣПEPE XAIPE ΦΩΣΦOPE Inquisition in the name ov freedom Decimation in the name ov democracy Hidden daggers and poisoned wine All in the name ov fraternity 7. Off to War! Am I ov god, Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude ov the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again Am I to act alone? If so I’ll draw blood from stone Am I to act alone? If so I’ll be the thundering tremor to whip the storm Why are we such tender flesh under blackening skies? Are we defenceless prey in a predator’s eye? Can we stay stalwart in the face ov fated tragedy? Are we to remain subjugated by fictitious morality? Am I to act alone? If so I’ll separate the meat from bone Am I to act alone? If so I shall be the herald ov reckoning’s swarm Host ov the ones condemned Dethrone god malevolent Hear the cannons roar We are off to war Uncrown he with reins adorned Blacken the icon We for whom no god shall mourn Off to war Am I ov god, Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude ov the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again 8. Once upon a Pale Horse I’ll ascend As the sun into the night I’ll appear On a pale horse alight Skyward, I climb alone Yet bound forever to this earth Quench my unholy thirst To will is to dissent I’ll ascend As the sun into the night I’ll appear On a pale horse alight Go forth and conquer In thy own name, for thy own flesh Forsake shame, forsake guilt Do what thou wilt Onwards, driven by doubt Carving my beastly ways Never will I submit To will is to disobey Hail empower thyself Strive forever to more Make heel the universe So the last will be the first Onwards, driven yet calm Carving malevolent ways Never will I submit To will is to disobey Go forth and conquer Forsake shame Forsake thy fucking guilt For love is the law Love under will 9. Thy Becoming Eternal O blest be thou, as vast as the night In nomine igni Thou who dost spawn the infernal and divine In odivm fidei O blest be thou, as bright as light In absentia christi Armadas ov rebellion align I shall bathe myself in wine and gold I will tear the arteries ov cosmos so it may bleed Behold the malignant salvo ov my crimes Abysmal eons that have wandered by Where would I seek the truth But here where mutiny and chaos bloom? I satiate the ferocious hunger ov the beast In nomine igni Cast the flock in great fury upon the Earth In odivm fidei From South to North, from West to East In absentia christi In unity my fleets traverse I shall cause thine overwhelming hatred to consume Among the sainted legion where black hearts ignite Forsooth, the branches ov this wretched tree I'll wound And rob its pestilential scions ov their lives Where should I seek the truth but here where mutiny and chaos bloom? Be praised O be glorified Exalted, honoured and lionised Breathe in and breathe out Cleansing fire from within and above Thy becoming is eternal The thrusting spear disinheriting the meek By the name ov the borneless one We hail Satan We hail thee 10. Versvs Christvs He, who is from another light He is the bellow ov a shooting star He who impels frenzied storms to cease Behold Qasidah for our lord Iblis I’ve sworn to be a channeler ov thy rays I have succumbed like a moth to the flame For my legions demur to submit I am thy devotee, o lord in the abysmal pit Sever the tongue ov Cicero Gauge out Copernicus’ eyes Stone Shakespeare for the heresy ov his scrawl Undo the surge, mar the tide Wingless, with feet upon the horizon Let’s rise at morn, herald the Sun Render unto Caeser, the things that are Caesar’s Deliver man all spoils ov the divine Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs Tibi deo satanae Confuse we shall living tongues Devitalize the populist mandates O demagogues ov miserable worth Not seed will bloom upon mother Earth No grain will blossom in the daylight The sun shall perish, turning cold And when the desert typhoon smother final gospel Rise up, thou wicked, and blow the doomsday horn Wingless, with feet upon the horizon Let’s rise at morning to herald the Sun Gebt dem Kaiser, was des Kaisers ist Deliver man all spoils ov the divine Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs Regnamvs tibi lvcem ferre Tibi deo avrorae He, once banished, forever shall return He, once fallen shall rise again And at the hour ov our death The infinite he shall remain