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abysmal growls of despair - a chronicle of demoniacal metamorphosis كلمات الأغنية

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i. portals to oblivion

in the beginning there was a plague
summoned from the malignant pages
of the most execrable of books
bound in flesh, written with blood
each letter is infused with pestilence
every word is a wormhole to a curse

in the middle there was a conflagration
the crematory rites for human-kind
from their ashes, a cimmerian nebulae rose
and engulfed the goat-forsaken fields
of the devil’s dead earth
a shroud woven by forty-two shadows
contrived to snuff the light
with the charnel stench of their devotion

i’ve suffocated and died a thousand times
trying not to inhale the dust of that dead aurora
throughout a somber procession of incarnations
crepuscular visions i never considered “lives”
but intervals of asphyxiation on a six-spoke rotar

and the severed hearts still slither
gangrenous, in the pool of dead blood
fools sacrifice in futility
then say it’s my athame through their valves
time alone heals nothing. the incorporeal scars
fester beyond the confines of infinity
like the eidolon stars that unravel
the cosmos, invert existence
portals into oblivion

and therein lies the end, where non-existence
reaches its black culmination, the inverse
zenith of desolation

ii. dying embers of the final twilight

the worms mutated as the dead phosph-r-scence dimmed
morphing into grotesque forms as they ate their way
through the forgotten corridors of my mind
opening doors for the devil, six inverted eyes
windows to serpens’ unholy light, the venom of gods
a torch to the shroud; all the filaments
of my artificial existence turned to cinders
i gazed upon those forsaken conflagrations
as the spectral embers of that final twilight faded

the stygian sea disgorged its serpents
cthonian currents rose with the hydra
disintegrating the sepulchral towers
of the impaled, staining the heavens
with the l-strous blood of the seraphim
enochian screams of mortal anguish cascaded
into the long-anhydrous veins of mortuary earth
auguring the return of immemorable gods

the arachnid flora of a primordial evil
ascended, a charnel garden, their gargoyle hearts
bared to the welkin, secreting the necrotic vapors
of d-mnation, the sulphrous nepenthe
of the netherworld, a balm
to my blackened, bleeding psyche
i peeled off my skin, the better to breathe it in
to let the infernal visions flood my perception

in a temple between worlds, a pair of ravens
dine on the charred flesh of angels

iii. the devil’s empyrium

my draconian wings unfolded as i drank
from a dark prism, the lifeblood
of shadows, the last light of fading ghosts
as their composite annihilation formed my
dark haven, an atramental dimension
where the obsidian cataracts of mist
and flame converge and ascend
to hyper-demonic frequencies
octaves beyond the comparatively pale
pestilent planes of colored light
it seems that dreams, like everything
were forged in this h-ll-black miasma
from the aphotic dust of long-dead stars
from the cinders of mortal souls that have
in anguish, faded back into the aethers

in the beginning there was only blood
on the parchment, inverted angles
a demonic stigmata

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