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Blliigghhtted
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Last known | |
Chaoscunt | Bass, Guitars, Songwriting, Synth, Vocals |
Member(bands): Chaoscunt, Funeral of God, Peosphoros, Red Bible Black, Viranesir, Yayla, Destroyers of History | |
Merdümgiriz | Drums, Vocals, Synth |
Past | |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Synth, Lyrics |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Which of You Have Done This? | Demo | 2014 | Show album |
2 | Zeroes | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
3 | No Temple | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
4 | Red Bible Black / Blliigghhtted | Split | 2015 | Show album |
5 | Kosmoskampf | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
6 | Into the Cunt of the Witch | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
Which of You Have Done This?
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 9th, 2014 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-013 | CD | |
September 9th, 2014 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-013 | Cassette |
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Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Vocals, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chaoscunt | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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1. | The Lords | 30:52 | |
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Zeroes
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 31st, 2015 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-028 | CD | |
March 31st, 2015 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-028 | Cassette |
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Band members | |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Keyboards, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chaoscunt | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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1. | Purge Me Satan | 21:26 | Show lyrics |
Never stopped staring at all these waves inside you. It is your gaze that keeps you afloat. Multiple personalities that feed a hungry God are never really aware that they are Satan. I have yet to awake from this lifelong quest of classifying the feelings that kill unreal thoughts of denial. Purge Me SATAN! Too long have these peasants ruled the earth for an eternity. I have yet to taste the bitterness of reality. Bleeding inside a womb can render one too confused. These are the teardrops of a beautiful future. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. I have turned my back on the path. Inhaling the smoke that which once was the void I’ve come to be left off to slumber; I was but used. Drink from the fountain of uncertainty. I have the power to slow off the universe but never will I stop hating chaos for cosmos. Slaves will never rise above. Always to blame are the cruel masters with whom we have chosen to enslave ourselves forever to Him. Night will fall upon our hale. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. The dark mother must get ambush raped before she can teach The Moirai, for she will inevitably perceive the great disparity as the blooded do. By then we will also know that we are the ones who will too. As all sprouts of the great decadence, we shall only convert ourselves. Through the pinnacle of cosmic futility; the hourglass, one can see that its essence is cancer. Fire the dragon breathes, tells us of human nature; the slithery can form such fear from the proximity to earth. The same fear that breeds their light onto the celluloid of the mind, as the demon of the skies. They are ancient symbols of our only hope. Night and day we pasturage the flame, we struggle hard to make it gray, but its black, oh so black. Night and day we struggle hard to pray, pray for some illusion of cosmos to be their slave, and nothing, not even its womb can be of any aid. Stop this illusion of love and spare me a dark cloud to swell with my hate. Not that it would work without the fuel of blood and semen turned piss. Staring back at someone while I’m turning back on Satan renders me another victim of cause. Fuck the cause and all its manifestations in abuses of little children in their wombs. Through the hourglass one can see that the essence of time is human futility. So it is written, so we shall speculate. Bring forth the past, the endless inquisition shall begin. Through times never existed mercy we shall gather the force needed. To find back the pain lived is real, and polarizing the unreal thoughts of denial we begin to exterminate the future. They say it is a curse, we say it is all I wish to be! I am suicide. I am a fool. I am but a fool of the day. Take me for granted and abuse my time, for I will punish myself with incoherence and passivity. Through times of war our collective consciousness have swirled into a hate so subliminal that we started to genocide future children. Take me for granted and abuse my love, for I will punish yourself with my reflection on the excrements of cannibalistic lovers. Through times of religion our wish to be our sources have gathered an impeccable strength of ignorance. Others. They are all that there is. They are all that they are. Mothers. They are all murderers. They are all they can be. Raping the newborn is the autocratic prophecy or the proclaimed hypothesis. Nightmares have just begun when searching for a hidden genesis in the pillars of pastime. If you make the one mistake you will find your way to heaven, because hell is reserved for the infertile. You have forgiven centuries of darkness out of your falsely proclaimed sacrilege turned soul draftiness. The confusing storms of false prophecies and allies entering your unfinished equations are enough stagnation in your trivial pursuing of the classification of the black energy. Let us ask the very question in the gates of time; what exactly is the destruction of a divine relationship? |
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2. | Seven Zeroes | 21:52 | |
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No Temple
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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July 29th, 2015 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-057 | CD | |
July 29th, 2015 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-057 | Cassette |
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Chaoscunt | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chaoscunt | Mixing, Mastering, Recording |
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1. | Antipattern | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Forces that be have left you to flee, nothing you knew could save you. You’ve seen the same patterns within everything you beheld and thought that nothing will ever change. The only reason that you haven’t committed suicide was for fear of worse. Convinced that you are a prisoner, you felt like paying the price of something you don’t remember. You hate yourself and everything around. What if I told you that there is an out of this prison and it is not mere suicide, something much harder to accomplish. Something that needs constant concentration, something that needs true devotion, perhaps the reason you are here. Like a psychedelic nightmare addiction. Like infected crosses raining on you, a morbid vision. Enter the world of the underworld, the neverending spear of the foe. Work through your confusion, as confusion replaced rain forests. Walk through thoughts that beg for order. Walk as they make you bleed. Walk for the moment and taste your own pain. A new you is born every scar, a new time, a new space, a new dimension. Once open the eyes can never close. Follow the bringer of true light! |
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2. | Chaos Serpents’ Order | 02:25 | instrumental |
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3. | The Lie | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Who made the son sinful in heed to the father? The lie will keep us alive as it always has. He who puts salt in sea and deserts land teaches us to be smoke in his fire. Only a shape inside a cloud can open the eyes of past wrath, sloth, envy. Towards demons of bodily assault I fest by sadness, decrepitude, sickness, hunger and thirst. Death will be the final triumph of demons over me. Pierce my be-ness, how did such nothing come to be? All these angels and demons no different than me. They are all stepping stones to that which we can’t perceive. All I ever want is to feel close to its existence. | |||
4. | Lucifer Eyes | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Lucifer is one of the greatest eyes to the shadow side of spirits. I am one who believes that it is the highest spiritual chaos. I want that chaos to wash through my being with uncertain beauty, of everlastingness. God and its image is of a school president, I was and will never be respectful or grateful to it. Such arrogant boredom, I despise all that they think that they stand for. But more so the conformist pieces of shit that may or may not try to walk his so called path. I find peace in raping and getting raped by beauty and abomination. I find beauty in my ugliness and vice versa. I like honesty more than anything, and no light is darker than truth. Bring me that light wherever I go oh lord of the night. | |||
5. | Nothing Is a Reason | 02:32 | Show lyrics |
The speed of our decay is an extreme visualization of our beliefs. Like rotting cunts and the taste of burnt pubic hair trying desperately to change our fanaticism. The only thing that they ever accomplish is to give us a taste of our home. We worship because of our hate, hate of the knowledge that there are those out there ready to worship. We kill out of nothing, nothing is a reason better than nothing. |
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6. | Slithering Thoughts | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Nobody can feel Satan’s grasp as deeply as I do. The claw is evermore... The grasp empowering me, oh lord I am nothing against your might. You are everywhere and all that I do I look for you. I submit myself and don’t you feed no one else! I want to be your cancer. How empty my soul becomes when I stray away from thy path. I know I am not pure oh father of hell, separate me from me. Take away all meaning from me. I will destroy my life for you to shine through me. I want to dissolve into your void of vomit. Without the holy ones. Oh father what should I do when they step inside my fire. Father, only love me, I will sacrifice all children for thee. Father don’t trust me, but grant me thy all seeing dark. Father I am weak but grant me thy immortality. I will destroy myself for a moment of your glory. Immortality through destruction of the remainders of mortality. Being made aware of the fact that some things are out of your hand. The gates will open again and darkness will seep into light and ignite unity. |
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7. | Eschatophilia | 02:21 | instrumental |
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8. | Anrita | 02:50 | Show lyrics |
O Lord of fire standing in the midst of the void; how I hate the smell of their mouth, their sweat, their fingers, all I will do is thy will... Samael, bury my soul, you are fucking Lilith with Satan, proving that I am your son. Father Lucifer, bury my soul. Mother, die from cold, suffering through fatherless storms... Anrita; my be-lowered son, I must kill you to open gates to void. Set fuck off. Typhon, I am born in the cave. Constant Cancer |
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9. | Constant Cancer | 02:24 | Show lyrics |
Angels of law constantly sent my way, they leave without any hope... The evil resides within burning all be-ness around without corrupting my cosmic vessel. Agents showing themselves as angels of beauty trying desperately to instill love into me. All I make is turn them evil! As their pathetic lord spits them out of his kingdom they have nowhere to go but hide in my memory. Of Lucifer you’re always vindicated! Agents of order can never seep through thine impenetrable Asat! O Satan, purge me from all being through constant cancer chaos. Azazel, Azazel!! |
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10. | Voyage | 05:39 | |
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11. | Doubt | 14:33 | instrumental |
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Red Bible Black / Blliigghhtted
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Red Bible Black | |
Chaoscunt | Vocals |
P.C. Odio | Guitars, Bass, Drum programing |
Blliigghhtted | |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Vocals, Keyboards |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Chaoscunt | Vocals |
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1. | Red Bible Black - Demonic Incarnation (intro) | 02:19 | |
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2. | Red Bible Black - Your Sons into the Furnace of Baal | 03:05 | |
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3. | Red Bible Black - Enthroning the Cursed | 02:24 | |
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4. | Red Bible Black - Cursed Be Their Names | 02:26 | |
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5. | Red Bible Black - Mocking the Pseudoprophets of Black | 02:41 | |
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6. | Red Bible Black - Sewing the Cunt of the Archwhore | 03:43 | |
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7. | Red Bible Black - Vow of Evilness | 04:04 | |
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8. | Red Bible Black - Glorify Sadistic Idols | 00:24 | |
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9. | Red Bible Black - Blood Burst in Heaven | 03:45 | |
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10. | Red Bible Black - Kneel Down to the Altar of Moloch | 03:45 | |
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11. | Blliigghhtted - Flowers | 09:53 | Show lyrics |
You make us happy. You make the snakes slither. You make the dead forgotten. Your colours make us forget that our time is limited. What joy there is in the closing of space… As being taken elsewhere. How do they make it seem like will not linger… We might linger… I defy you to put faith in flowers eating away your flesh. That death is only losing wield over one’s body. The mind lingers. Inside of the skull. It can feel all the maggots trying to eat away your sins. It can feel the fires of cremation. It can also feel the scattering of ashes. Feel the pain of constant fornication, And constant transformation. Feel the pain of stillness, boredom and moving away from yourself. Still the will to exist remains. Still the will to one with ones self. In this chaos of uncertainty, the one god is suffering you for his own certainty… But further away you move from it. As pieces of your former frame infect new beings. They will never know, Why they hate certain things. As you infect the future… Flowers become insects. Insects become snakes. Snakes become ideas, And ideas are conjuring. I do apologize for putting this spell on you. Because conjuring is forever! Oh how sorry you’ll be, If the great disparity reveals for you to see That this was only a glimpse But a divine glimpse is no different than an incision Waiting to get infected And expand with unrelated movement Satan’s light, Burns me blind! |
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12. | Blliigghhtted - Yield Me | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Never forget, You have all this life to learn how to interpret pain into beauty. The best investment one can do for itself. Journey every corner of your consciousness to not get burnt by death. Because we are the children of darkness! And we are here to learn once again the principles of evil. For we have been separated from our darkness. We have to learn how to get back. Into embracing darkness… Forgive evil for forsaking us. We walk their path. |
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13. | Blliigghhtted - Snakes | 15:07 | Show lyrics |
You make us nauseous, You make the flowers sick, You make the feline furless. Your blindness makes us seep through the ground. In heritage of years of speechless congregations we’ve grown into inhuman resistance. We’ve blindsided what should have killed us and subverted the prophecy into sorcery. They can kill our body; the antichrist, but they can never kill our thoughts. Through illuminations of menstrual blood, godly semen and pediatric urine, we’ve dispersed the alpha wolves of guilt. What is missing? Understand your purpose and focus on your strengths. You are here to inspire humans to conjure dragons. Because conjuring is forever, it is timeless; not listening to what others might say will make it easier. There lies a path beyond every thought conjured, and it is the snakes purpose to slither it complete. These conjurations lead the way to the blackest of flames or whitest of lights. It is another matter of disparity, death and life. Dying is as relative as time. The smoke inhaled from the burning of the stupid book of the prophecy of certainty into sorcery of chaos shall slowly set our spirits beyond. Living is the dark hours of a day. During said dark hours you might get advantage from the ease of walking through celestial valleys slithered open before you, and do not let the shame of being one of those fail you. Falling away into the sky is an impossible movement, but conjuring is forever. So here I conjure the thought of you teaching me how to live, when death is so near for you. How more arrogant can one be, than to tell one how to live? Because arrogance is the essence of slithery intention! And know that slithering is the only way to fall away into the sky. As our phosphorous souls nurture the black eyes of a dragon. Arrogance is the essence of slithery intention. Let it wash your soul, but not your being. Or let your soul devour your meaning... In this land of cause, you must use cause. Manipulate the meaning of things. To feel no more fear. Faith without fear! Faith makes snakes of fire slither back into the celestial void. Faith is happiness, and happiness can be carved out of sadness. This is the key, but do you know which way to turn it? Faith is fear, and fear can be carved out of joy. Fear is a maternal heritage. Hate is paternal. Do not mistake your so-called love for the weak for compassion. It is only the justification of your hate for the strong that you inherited from your father. He wanted to get in with the weak, And neglected you in doing so, As weak as he is, Because he had no father… You must kill this weakness, Or your snakes won’t guide you, They will gnaw you! And I shall watch you suffer As the flowers eat away your flesh. And you are asking why, Your own child is pissing on your grave. You were to blame. |
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Kosmoskampf
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
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1. | Laughing Siblings | 11:41 | Show lyrics |
His endless laughter echoing in the infinite ever multiplying halls of my mind. Father do not feed no one else, Do not give them the fuel you made me from. You give me and I give back, Would they ever understand? You gave me your mistress, I lick your semen from her bloodstained feet. A whore gave birth to my mother, I do not know what to do. Slaughtered black angel you are. You will no longer be afraid of anything, Neither of the dreadful dreams, Nor the fair child of past failures. Faith does not matter anymore, Serenity is forever yours, For you are the anomaly that did not die. You can wield every image at will You can scorch sleep You have chosed to name your success As the keeper of the great darkness. Everything that stung you named order. And everything that you are chaos. You give reasons to fight for the hopeless, As you took it from them. Even if you fail, you’ve been touched. By the everlasting flame, That unites us all. No one can understand, How happiness does not matter anymore. There is no more fingers to point, When reunited with the true self. For he resided in a netherworld Where you fell from. The fountain of uncertainty is a mirrored monument. Sculpted in the borderline of the worlds on high and low. Sculpted by you and yourself. Do not tell the self that he is on the wrong side. Warm is my head when my heart turns east, Longing for an eternal return to father. Warm was the heaven’s throne when she shone, Longing for her son in his vast dreams. Warm is the home of the son, Longing for terror. Warmth is never to be abandoned, Warmth is never to be seeked. Cold was the mind without the cross, The cross found its way to the candles. Cold was waxed out of nightmares, The candles they are the black light. Cold was the mind in darkness, The black light is darkness. Fertilize I must the pain induced by love, Love is a face of lesser Evil The rapist is the true father In the mind of any woman The friends of many are different, Of the same father, The blood that unites us Disgusts me blind. |
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2. | In Absu’s Absent Presence | 10:17 | Show lyrics |
I am chained to my kind through hate, The breath I take is gifted upon me by you. You are all I wish to be Unless you think better of them. I am a slave to my ego As I try to run myself out of spirit By respiratory fornication. Father can I not be your most beloved Until you cast on me your wretched spells. You think I will never be of virtue that you ever were. I shall rule your universe one day I know if that would be the day, You think I will be unforgiving You will only see that I was something beyond And I will not hide behind false modesty Like your sister and your mother. That suffered your own father. Your soul is a slut, just like them. In the midst of all trouble you caused me, I know you aren’t a murderer, But I also know, You are a torturer. He who does not submit to the darkness he is made of, Shall always beget his flesh until he does. A true warrior of the sealer of time I become, Through your atrocity. Forever enslaved I am within the knowledge and feeling of the end. Therefore I will never deny what evil resides within. A disease my kind and me were thought to be, It only makes sense that we were the cause of suffering. Blighted by the fact that we were so many, This world spat out the disease. What evil resides within every human being? |
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3. | And Tiamat’s Present Absence | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
A soul can be stilled by force When a mother walks across what used to be a torture chamber. Fear stays where it was summoned. And anyone to invade that space is deemed guilty in divine law. Strength of charm under your spell, Paternal lips thicken with venom, Eating vermin away from maternal cunts is the cure Drinking menstrual blood from teet of daughters respite When the power of all lies become mere objects of desire, I inhale the smoke once again to bring back chaos, Unto realms untouched by evil spells The slithery forms my real being Fire they breath, Nephesh of atesh Fire fertilizing the realms Where flowers float in space. Grandmaster of all lies bleeding into my guts I piss into his son’s mouth As he defecates back in liquid form Makes me vomit and vomit The release of terrestrial crisis The revelation of spiritual awakening Makes me vomit and vomit All flows down into a backward castle erected underground In which all inhabitants became flowers Rotten semen coming from within cracks of its walls To meet the wrath of flowers’ cowardly piss Fear bleeds philosophy from underground How do you find the will to walk paths to no Temple? The only true revelation is the living learning from the dead. As they are drowning in an ocean they’ve bled. Power brood You slay yourself again. Tempted soul, You need to torture him. He is you, Murder him in yourself. Murder yourself in him. Let everyone who knew him forget you. Breathe under blood Breathe over space. Breathe in eternal sleep If only everyone were to breathe. There are some, who try to plant this, If everything you say is the same thing, why keep saying? If everything you say is not the same thing, why keep saying? I speak in eleven ways of kingdoms far away. I am purged when I accept my faith in believing in mirrors in front of my eyes. You are Him, and you know his spells are too strong. We are forever all but doing his lonely will in everything we think we do for ourselves. |
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4. | Nephesous | 10:15 | instrumental |
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Into the Cunt of the Witch
Album versions
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June 3rd, 2016 | Merdümgiriz | RUH-096 | CD | |
June 3rd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics |
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1. | Black Flame I: Life Is a Prison | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
She always told me that life was a prison. That death reigns supreme in life, she got orgasms from scenes of suffering, injustice, disorder and children’s tears, that she had no enemy and life was disgustingly beautiful. She seemed quite happy and energetic for such a negative and depressive sense of life. I thought she was extremely beautiful and yet she told me that she hated her shell, and went on to explain the reason being simply that "she did not choose it". That statement was the insight to her dismissal of every sort of authority, mostly the inherent authority of existence itself, how it dictated how she must live. She had a drive that made her uneasy and not wanting to adapt to this world and simply live and she thought that this drive was the only thing that made her see this existence for what it really is, a prison. |
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2. | Black Flame II: Keep Your Light from Me | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
She believed everybody had this drive, but that they justify it into things like "religion, politics, family, work" and that she just wanted to experience that drive without those veils around it. She not only did not want to let go of this drive to "live a better life" she was believing that that drive was the only real value in life. The flame that burned within every human being, but the very flame that they tried to extinguish. The flame of no joy, no friendship, no companionship, no safety, the flame of void. The flame that sometimes takes over the person which humans disgustingly call "depression". The only real flame, calling one away from the prison. The flame of chaos. Her mother was presently absent with her constant harassment and fear and her father was ever present with his calculated absence. She grew herself up into a malfunction of an antithesis to this existence, it was beautiful seeing her move around the room devouring every sort of life. |
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3. | Black Flame III: Death Is Life | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Death was the only thing that she saw, an utter blackness of uncertainty. She was absolutely disgusted by her conclusions, because conclusions were an act of certainty. Everything in life was to do with a false sense of certainty. She noted that she accepted her dreams right away, even if paranormal things were happening in them, and she told that the same would happen in life. Nay! It happened everyday in life! That everybody were coming to terms with inner and outer unacceptableness and they were first torturing themselves and later coming up with new conclusions from these breaks of certainties. This was reminding every human being that life; their utmost certainty will be crushed by death someday. Nay! It was crushed everyday by death. Death was life, but life was an illusion, certainties were transient illusions speckling in the sea of death. |
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4. | Illusion I: Religion | 02:19 | Show lyrics |
Existence was a speckle of illusion in the midst of chaos. Everything has uncertainty, meaninglessness and emptiness in it and yet the illusion of certainty persists. It congregates itself into a ghastly vapor of cloud called form. From the fallacy that those illusions are forever and one, we claim authority. Authority; forgoing the fact that we perceive those forms differently, hence can never fully apply our experience to each other, yet we claim authority. They used to sacrifice domestic animals to gods, and sacrifice was the most important support of cosmos. They thought because they slaughtered animals, their world was holding together. Now we sacrifice more than ever before, and animals suffer for all their lives to end up in our plates, and we torture each other and ourselves in a thousand ways. All of us partake in these religious and million meaningless sacrifices through the day and yet pass judgment from our moral high grounds. |
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5. | Illusion II: Pleasure, Pain and Pedophilia | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
We sacrifice all day, everyday, everything for reasons we cannot really altogether comprehend. Yet we still think our means will lead to ends and fanatically support our ways from moral high grounds. Every single person is still religious to the core and it is jihad everyday everywhere. She does not pretend to care if animals nor humans die or plants are lost and this world goes to shit, she is more concerned with how she ended up in such a place. Just like everybody else really, but she is conscious therefore anti-religious. She does not think of forms she thinks of destruction. She loves to do things out of spite, she feels pleasure from offending everyone for she sees them walking on the street with blood all over their hands from the lives lived in expense of others, the hearts they break. Yet still passing judgment. She believes in absolute immorality, but she is no worse. She likes black metal because it celebrates a great suffering; she likes to see suffering in art because she feels extreme sensitivity in sensitive artists expressing extreme insensitivity. She hates getting censored and judged for her extreme art because she is just portraying the world as she sees it. These people eating their filet mignons of an animal that suffered all its life, and died upside down slaughtered then coming and saying she is wrong because of her subject matter. These people go home and hurt their kids, they hurt everyone and everything, yet pass judgment like they are pure, and this causes great pain for her. She knows she is evil just like everybody else, a child molesting, rapist, torturous murderer, but she is conscious therefore anti- religious. She does not think of dichotomies, she thinks of suicide. |
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6. | Illusion III: Suicide Is Painless | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
I might as well commit suicide one day, it is on my mind. However, death is not an "escape" for me. I never could believe those who claim to have achieved a religious or irreligious certainty regarding death. Romanticizing death as an escape or a profane finality is not "realistic" to me. Thinking death is the good escape is the same as thinking any sort of materialistic or personal change is going to be the triumph for someone who is not happy with their current situation. Having said that, it is as logical and as mundane a change as those things for me. Accepting an occupational offer from a distant town is same as accepting to end one’s life. Playing with death is playing with uncertainty, we do it everyday. Death is the ultimate uncertainty; nobody knows what is going to come out from it. Just like nobody has any tangible information as to what consciousness "is" they have got no clue what death means to the "individual" if there is such a thing or lack thereof. | |||
7. | Death I: Unknown, Unknowable, Uncertain | 01:22 | Show lyrics |
Life is like climbing down a mountain on a rope, there are billions of ropes all going down the same mountain, most people hold onto each other’s ropes. You don’t know whence you came from, your first memory is on that rope, and seeing many people do the same. When you look down you see all those who are miserable and are falling, you see a pitch black below. Up above is a white sky of equal nothingness. | |||
8. | Death II: Ejaculating into Darkness | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Most people look anywhere but down, and yet you like to look down, and converse with people about below. People tell you not to look down and concentrate on the climb alone, yet you feel the need to know where you are going. Some suggest looking up instead, but you think it is pointless, thinking that is not where you are headed, and it hurts your eyes for nothing and renders you incapable of even seeing the rope. Yet people tell you not to look down. Some jump off, thinking it is where they are going anyway. Most try to enjoy this climb, yet you try to ask people about below. Some claim it is going to be white like above, some claim the climb will restart in another rope and yet you know nobody knows, and they get uncomfortable when you ask. | |||
9. | Death III: Black Flame Is Refusal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
They say you are evil for looking below, they say you have no right to climb while looking down, they shun you. As time goes, your whole purpose becomes thinking about below, and people don’t like it, you think of letting go. We sensitize over mere words, eating these sacrificed animals and claim we are no longer religious, tell me how some words are not spells that could get you killed or worse? Everybody is so religious that it disgusts us, yet we claim we are scientific. We exalt our subjective views on art into objective value fallacies like snakes, and try to take bites out of creative minds, when truly confronted we recoil to the position of "in my opinion(s)”. While there are no forms, we create the illusion of form and try to claim authority over it, just like our non-existent “god’s". We say, "this is true, believe it, I am right" and want people to obey us through it. Death spreads its wings into life. Satan shows the holes in cosmos for us to see. This is all what life is about, illusions. Some see this drug of life as something to be enjoyed while it lasts, she is more concerned with death. Dark spirituality is following the inner drive to refuse to live. |
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10. | Suicide I: Chaos Everywhere | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Everyday we do many things, where we either don’t know or care about the outcome. In either case their results are unpredictable in different degrees. The unpredictability factor is the devil, it is death and it is within everything in varying degrees. Think almost all things you do bearing in mind your expectations and the results. Think... Working with death is just like working with anything else, you work with the unpredictable. |
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11. | Suicide II: Naked Life | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Looking at death is looking at life without any veils of illusion; you are looking at something without any form. Form is an illusion, like this record, it just pretends to exist within a destructible medium. Neither experiencing it nor being unaware of it or its total annihilation makes it a constant or void; fleeting moments make it dynamically desirable or undesirable for other fleeting moments. In this regard, an illusion of total freedom arises. Like a feeling that since nothing really "exists" one can bend all reality. But no! You still have to master the ways of this inherent "illusion" to make way for this idea of perceptual or spiritual total freedom how is that freedom? And if it is not freedom, and freedom does not exist, why do I long for such freedom? Where does this longing for something that does not exist come from? Even if I somehow reach this alleged ambition, why did I ever have to fight all my life to reach it? And can it actually be reached when such question is ever asked? Isn’t this the reason most accomplished so- called people end up depressed and suicidal? This is a game that has promises of possibilities in it, nothing more. |
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12. | Suicide III: Certainty Is Illusion | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Very few truly ask the question of why being put inside an existence, which is a game with its own specific rules that only "it" can bend. A game that they did not choose but constantly are forced to play and "master" in their own ways and as much they see the reflection of this question in their lives, they get depressed. Activity-inactivity and a possible suffering on both spectrums drive people nuts over trying to find both inner and outer patterns and ways to come to desirable ends. Since this is the key to this prison, even if you’re happy you never cease to be a prisoner; only a prisoner who enjoys prison. Some seem to value this very highly and even dedicate their lives to making the most out of this life that they did not choose. Those people that have "found their ways" in life’s prison lose a limb, get raped, end up in the hands of a torturing maid when they are old, get a morbid disease or anything that renders their system which enables them to "make the most out of" this precarious prison unusable. Everybody feels dwarfed by uncertainty, and uncertainty is forever, it is everywhere, death reigns supreme in life. I wish immense suffering to every living being. Rape upon all women, children’s death upon all families, breaking of certainty, torture upon all animals, plants, I have no enemy and life is blindingly beautiful. My life was something that I could enjoy, but I was both unable and refused to. I was healthy, had resources and skills but did not want to partake in this charade. Inner and outer forces were always on the attack to unbalance me and dealing with them and making life better never seemed like a quest I could enjoy. I was more concerned with why and how I was put in such a place, a game I don’t remember agreeing to play. The mysteries and fascinations took a friendly farewell as I willingly let them sail away, and although I have no expectations from death, I enter through the gate. |
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38:48 |
Which of You Have Done This?
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Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Vocals, Keyboards |
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Chaoscunt | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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1. | The Lords | 30:52 | |
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30:52 |
Which of You Have Done This?
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Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars |
Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Lyrics |
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1. | The Lords | 30:52 | |
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30:52 |
Zeroes
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Keyboards, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
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Chaoscunt | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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1. | Purge Me Satan | 21:26 | Show lyrics |
Never stopped staring at all these waves inside you. It is your gaze that keeps you afloat. Multiple personalities that feed a hungry God are never really aware that they are Satan. I have yet to awake from this lifelong quest of classifying the feelings that kill unreal thoughts of denial. Purge Me SATAN! Too long have these peasants ruled the earth for an eternity. I have yet to taste the bitterness of reality. Bleeding inside a womb can render one too confused. These are the teardrops of a beautiful future. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. I have turned my back on the path. Inhaling the smoke that which once was the void I’ve come to be left off to slumber; I was but used. Drink from the fountain of uncertainty. I have the power to slow off the universe but never will I stop hating chaos for cosmos. Slaves will never rise above. Always to blame are the cruel masters with whom we have chosen to enslave ourselves forever to Him. Night will fall upon our hale. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. The dark mother must get ambush raped before she can teach The Moirai, for she will inevitably perceive the great disparity as the blooded do. By then we will also know that we are the ones who will too. As all sprouts of the great decadence, we shall only convert ourselves. Through the pinnacle of cosmic futility; the hourglass, one can see that its essence is cancer. Fire the dragon breathes, tells us of human nature; the slithery can form such fear from the proximity to earth. The same fear that breeds their light onto the celluloid of the mind, as the demon of the skies. They are ancient symbols of our only hope. Night and day we pasturage the flame, we struggle hard to make it gray, but its black, oh so black. Night and day we struggle hard to pray, pray for some illusion of cosmos to be their slave, and nothing, not even its womb can be of any aid. Stop this illusion of love and spare me a dark cloud to swell with my hate. Not that it would work without the fuel of blood and semen turned piss. Staring back at someone while I’m turning back on Satan renders me another victim of cause. Fuck the cause and all its manifestations in abuses of little children in their wombs. Through the hourglass one can see that the essence of time is human futility. So it is written, so we shall speculate. Bring forth the past, the endless inquisition shall begin. Through times never existed mercy we shall gather the force needed. To find back the pain lived is real, and polarizing the unreal thoughts of denial we begin to exterminate the future. They say it is a curse, we say it is all I wish to be! I am suicide. I am a fool. I am but a fool of the day. Take me for granted and abuse my time, for I will punish myself with incoherence and passivity. Through times of war our collective consciousness have swirled into a hate so subliminal that we started to genocide future children. Take me for granted and abuse my love, for I will punish yourself with my reflection on the excrements of cannibalistic lovers. Through times of religion our wish to be our sources have gathered an impeccable strength of ignorance. Others. They are all that there is. They are all that they are. Mothers. They are all murderers. They are all they can be. Raping the newborn is the autocratic prophecy or the proclaimed hypothesis. Nightmares have just begun when searching for a hidden genesis in the pillars of pastime. If you make the one mistake you will find your way to heaven, because hell is reserved for the infertile. You have forgiven centuries of darkness out of your falsely proclaimed sacrilege turned soul draftiness. The confusing storms of false prophecies and allies entering your unfinished equations are enough stagnation in your trivial pursuing of the classification of the black energy. Let us ask the very question in the gates of time; what exactly is the destruction of a divine relationship? |
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2. | Seven Zeroes | 21:52 | |
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43:18 |
Zeroes
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction, Vocals, Keyboards, Lyrics |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
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Chaoscunt | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Purge Me Satan | 21:26 | Show lyrics |
Never stopped staring at all these waves inside you. It is your gaze that keeps you afloat. Multiple personalities that feed a hungry God are never really aware that they are Satan. I have yet to awake from this lifelong quest of classifying the feelings that kill unreal thoughts of denial. Purge Me SATAN! Too long have these peasants ruled the earth for an eternity. I have yet to taste the bitterness of reality. Bleeding inside a womb can render one too confused. These are the teardrops of a beautiful future. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. I have turned my back on the path. Inhaling the smoke that which once was the void I’ve come to be left off to slumber; I was but used. Drink from the fountain of uncertainty. I have the power to slow off the universe but never will I stop hating chaos for cosmos. Slaves will never rise above. Always to blame are the cruel masters with whom we have chosen to enslave ourselves forever to Him. Night will fall upon our hale. The Devil is evermore, Evil is everywhere, Everything else is but disguises of evil. The dark mother must get ambush raped before she can teach The Moirai, for she will inevitably perceive the great disparity as the blooded do. By then we will also know that we are the ones who will too. As all sprouts of the great decadence, we shall only convert ourselves. Through the pinnacle of cosmic futility; the hourglass, one can see that its essence is cancer. Fire the dragon breathes, tells us of human nature; the slithery can form such fear from the proximity to earth. The same fear that breeds their light onto the celluloid of the mind, as the demon of the skies. They are ancient symbols of our only hope. Night and day we pasturage the flame, we struggle hard to make it gray, but its black, oh so black. Night and day we struggle hard to pray, pray for some illusion of cosmos to be their slave, and nothing, not even its womb can be of any aid. Stop this illusion of love and spare me a dark cloud to swell with my hate. Not that it would work without the fuel of blood and semen turned piss. Staring back at someone while I’m turning back on Satan renders me another victim of cause. Fuck the cause and all its manifestations in abuses of little children in their wombs. Through the hourglass one can see that the essence of time is human futility. So it is written, so we shall speculate. Bring forth the past, the endless inquisition shall begin. Through times never existed mercy we shall gather the force needed. To find back the pain lived is real, and polarizing the unreal thoughts of denial we begin to exterminate the future. They say it is a curse, we say it is all I wish to be! I am suicide. I am a fool. I am but a fool of the day. Take me for granted and abuse my time, for I will punish myself with incoherence and passivity. Through times of war our collective consciousness have swirled into a hate so subliminal that we started to genocide future children. Take me for granted and abuse my love, for I will punish yourself with my reflection on the excrements of cannibalistic lovers. Through times of religion our wish to be our sources have gathered an impeccable strength of ignorance. Others. They are all that there is. They are all that they are. Mothers. They are all murderers. They are all they can be. Raping the newborn is the autocratic prophecy or the proclaimed hypothesis. Nightmares have just begun when searching for a hidden genesis in the pillars of pastime. If you make the one mistake you will find your way to heaven, because hell is reserved for the infertile. You have forgiven centuries of darkness out of your falsely proclaimed sacrilege turned soul draftiness. The confusing storms of false prophecies and allies entering your unfinished equations are enough stagnation in your trivial pursuing of the classification of the black energy. Let us ask the very question in the gates of time; what exactly is the destruction of a divine relationship? |
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2. | Seven Zeroes | 21:52 | |
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43:18 |
No Temple
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Chaoscunt | All instruments, Vocals |
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Chaoscunt | Mixing, Mastering, Recording |
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1. | Antipattern | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Forces that be have left you to flee, nothing you knew could save you. You’ve seen the same patterns within everything you beheld and thought that nothing will ever change. The only reason that you haven’t committed suicide was for fear of worse. Convinced that you are a prisoner, you felt like paying the price of something you don’t remember. You hate yourself and everything around. What if I told you that there is an out of this prison and it is not mere suicide, something much harder to accomplish. Something that needs constant concentration, something that needs true devotion, perhaps the reason you are here. Like a psychedelic nightmare addiction. Like infected crosses raining on you, a morbid vision. Enter the world of the underworld, the neverending spear of the foe. Work through your confusion, as confusion replaced rain forests. Walk through thoughts that beg for order. Walk as they make you bleed. Walk for the moment and taste your own pain. A new you is born every scar, a new time, a new space, a new dimension. Once open the eyes can never close. Follow the bringer of true light! |
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2. | Chaos Serpents’ Order | 02:25 | instrumental |
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3. | The Lie | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Who made the son sinful in heed to the father? The lie will keep us alive as it always has. He who puts salt in sea and deserts land teaches us to be smoke in his fire. Only a shape inside a cloud can open the eyes of past wrath, sloth, envy. Towards demons of bodily assault I fest by sadness, decrepitude, sickness, hunger and thirst. Death will be the final triumph of demons over me. Pierce my be-ness, how did such nothing come to be? All these angels and demons no different than me. They are all stepping stones to that which we can’t perceive. All I ever want is to feel close to its existence. | |||
4. | Lucifer Eyes | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Lucifer is one of the greatest eyes to the shadow side of spirits. I am one who believes that it is the highest spiritual chaos. I want that chaos to wash through my being with uncertain beauty, of everlastingness. God and its image is of a school president, I was and will never be respectful or grateful to it. Such arrogant boredom, I despise all that they think that they stand for. But more so the conformist pieces of shit that may or may not try to walk his so called path. I find peace in raping and getting raped by beauty and abomination. I find beauty in my ugliness and vice versa. I like honesty more than anything, and no light is darker than truth. Bring me that light wherever I go oh lord of the night. | |||
5. | Nothing Is a Reason | 02:32 | Show lyrics |
The speed of our decay is an extreme visualization of our beliefs. Like rotting cunts and the taste of burnt pubic hair trying desperately to change our fanaticism. The only thing that they ever accomplish is to give us a taste of our home. We worship because of our hate, hate of the knowledge that there are those out there ready to worship. We kill out of nothing, nothing is a reason better than nothing. |
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6. | Slithering Thoughts | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Nobody can feel Satan’s grasp as deeply as I do. The claw is evermore... The grasp empowering me, oh lord I am nothing against your might. You are everywhere and all that I do I look for you. I submit myself and don’t you feed no one else! I want to be your cancer. How empty my soul becomes when I stray away from thy path. I know I am not pure oh father of hell, separate me from me. Take away all meaning from me. I will destroy my life for you to shine through me. I want to dissolve into your void of vomit. Without the holy ones. Oh father what should I do when they step inside my fire. Father, only love me, I will sacrifice all children for thee. Father don’t trust me, but grant me thy all seeing dark. Father I am weak but grant me thy immortality. I will destroy myself for a moment of your glory. Immortality through destruction of the remainders of mortality. Being made aware of the fact that some things are out of your hand. The gates will open again and darkness will seep into light and ignite unity. |
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7. | Eschatophilia | 02:21 | instrumental |
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8. | Anrita | 02:50 | Show lyrics |
O Lord of fire standing in the midst of the void; how I hate the smell of their mouth, their sweat, their fingers, all I will do is thy will... Samael, bury my soul, you are fucking Lilith with Satan, proving that I am your son. Father Lucifer, bury my soul. Mother, die from cold, suffering through fatherless storms... Anrita; my be-lowered son, I must kill you to open gates to void. Set fuck off. Typhon, I am born in the cave. Constant Cancer |
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9. | Constant Cancer | 02:24 | Show lyrics |
Angels of law constantly sent my way, they leave without any hope... The evil resides within burning all be-ness around without corrupting my cosmic vessel. Agents showing themselves as angels of beauty trying desperately to instill love into me. All I make is turn them evil! As their pathetic lord spits them out of his kingdom they have nowhere to go but hide in my memory. Of Lucifer you’re always vindicated! Agents of order can never seep through thine impenetrable Asat! O Satan, purge me from all being through constant cancer chaos. Azazel, Azazel!! |
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10. | Voyage | 05:39 | |
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11. | Doubt | 14:33 | instrumental |
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52:08 |
No Temple
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Chaoscunt | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chaoscunt | Mixing, Mastering, Recording |
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Side A | |||
1. | Antipattern | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Forces that be have left you to flee, nothing you knew could save you. You’ve seen the same patterns within everything you beheld and thought that nothing will ever change. The only reason that you haven’t committed suicide was for fear of worse. Convinced that you are a prisoner, you felt like paying the price of something you don’t remember. You hate yourself and everything around. What if I told you that there is an out of this prison and it is not mere suicide, something much harder to accomplish. Something that needs constant concentration, something that needs true devotion, perhaps the reason you are here. Like a psychedelic nightmare addiction. Like infected crosses raining on you, a morbid vision. Enter the world of the underworld, the neverending spear of the foe. Work through your confusion, as confusion replaced rain forests. Walk through thoughts that beg for order. Walk as they make you bleed. Walk for the moment and taste your own pain. A new you is born every scar, a new time, a new space, a new dimension. Once open the eyes can never close. Follow the bringer of true light! |
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2. | Chaos Serpents’ Order | 02:25 | instrumental |
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3. | The Lie | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Who made the son sinful in heed to the father? The lie will keep us alive as it always has. He who puts salt in sea and deserts land teaches us to be smoke in his fire. Only a shape inside a cloud can open the eyes of past wrath, sloth, envy. Towards demons of bodily assault I fest by sadness, decrepitude, sickness, hunger and thirst. Death will be the final triumph of demons over me. Pierce my be-ness, how did such nothing come to be? All these angels and demons no different than me. They are all stepping stones to that which we can’t perceive. All I ever want is to feel close to its existence. | |||
4. | Lucifer Eyes | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Lucifer is one of the greatest eyes to the shadow side of spirits. I am one who believes that it is the highest spiritual chaos. I want that chaos to wash through my being with uncertain beauty, of everlastingness. God and its image is of a school president, I was and will never be respectful or grateful to it. Such arrogant boredom, I despise all that they think that they stand for. But more so the conformist pieces of shit that may or may not try to walk his so called path. I find peace in raping and getting raped by beauty and abomination. I find beauty in my ugliness and vice versa. I like honesty more than anything, and no light is darker than truth. Bring me that light wherever I go oh lord of the night. | |||
5. | Nothing Is a Reason | 02:32 | Show lyrics |
The speed of our decay is an extreme visualization of our beliefs. Like rotting cunts and the taste of burnt pubic hair trying desperately to change our fanaticism. The only thing that they ever accomplish is to give us a taste of our home. We worship because of our hate, hate of the knowledge that there are those out there ready to worship. We kill out of nothing, nothing is a reason better than nothing. |
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6. | Slithering Thoughts | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Nobody can feel Satan’s grasp as deeply as I do. The claw is evermore... The grasp empowering me, oh lord I am nothing against your might. You are everywhere and all that I do I look for you. I submit myself and don’t you feed no one else! I want to be your cancer. How empty my soul becomes when I stray away from thy path. I know I am not pure oh father of hell, separate me from me. Take away all meaning from me. I will destroy my life for you to shine through me. I want to dissolve into your void of vomit. Without the holy ones. Oh father what should I do when they step inside my fire. Father, only love me, I will sacrifice all children for thee. Father don’t trust me, but grant me thy all seeing dark. Father I am weak but grant me thy immortality. I will destroy myself for a moment of your glory. Immortality through destruction of the remainders of mortality. Being made aware of the fact that some things are out of your hand. The gates will open again and darkness will seep into light and ignite unity. |
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7. | Eschatophilia | 02:21 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
8. | Anrita | 02:50 | Show lyrics |
O Lord of fire standing in the midst of the void; how I hate the smell of their mouth, their sweat, their fingers, all I will do is thy will... Samael, bury my soul, you are fucking Lilith with Satan, proving that I am your son. Father Lucifer, bury my soul. Mother, die from cold, suffering through fatherless storms... Anrita; my be-lowered son, I must kill you to open gates to void. Set fuck off. Typhon, I am born in the cave. Constant Cancer |
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9. | Constant Cancer | 02:24 | Show lyrics |
Angels of law constantly sent my way, they leave without any hope... The evil resides within burning all be-ness around without corrupting my cosmic vessel. Agents showing themselves as angels of beauty trying desperately to instill love into me. All I make is turn them evil! As their pathetic lord spits them out of his kingdom they have nowhere to go but hide in my memory. Of Lucifer you’re always vindicated! Agents of order can never seep through thine impenetrable Asat! O Satan, purge me from all being through constant cancer chaos. Azazel, Azazel!! |
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10. | Voyage | 05:39 | |
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11. | Doubt | 14:33 | instrumental |
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52:08 |
Into the Cunt of the Witch
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics |
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1. | Black Flame I: Life Is a Prison | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
She always told me that life was a prison. That death reigns supreme in life, she got orgasms from scenes of suffering, injustice, disorder and children’s tears, that she had no enemy and life was disgustingly beautiful. She seemed quite happy and energetic for such a negative and depressive sense of life. I thought she was extremely beautiful and yet she told me that she hated her shell, and went on to explain the reason being simply that "she did not choose it". That statement was the insight to her dismissal of every sort of authority, mostly the inherent authority of existence itself, how it dictated how she must live. She had a drive that made her uneasy and not wanting to adapt to this world and simply live and she thought that this drive was the only thing that made her see this existence for what it really is, a prison. |
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2. | Black Flame II: Keep Your Light from Me | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
She believed everybody had this drive, but that they justify it into things like "religion, politics, family, work" and that she just wanted to experience that drive without those veils around it. She not only did not want to let go of this drive to "live a better life" she was believing that that drive was the only real value in life. The flame that burned within every human being, but the very flame that they tried to extinguish. The flame of no joy, no friendship, no companionship, no safety, the flame of void. The flame that sometimes takes over the person which humans disgustingly call "depression". The only real flame, calling one away from the prison. The flame of chaos. Her mother was presently absent with her constant harassment and fear and her father was ever present with his calculated absence. She grew herself up into a malfunction of an antithesis to this existence, it was beautiful seeing her move around the room devouring every sort of life. |
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3. | Black Flame III: Death Is Life | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Death was the only thing that she saw, an utter blackness of uncertainty. She was absolutely disgusted by her conclusions, because conclusions were an act of certainty. Everything in life was to do with a false sense of certainty. She noted that she accepted her dreams right away, even if paranormal things were happening in them, and she told that the same would happen in life. Nay! It happened everyday in life! That everybody were coming to terms with inner and outer unacceptableness and they were first torturing themselves and later coming up with new conclusions from these breaks of certainties. This was reminding every human being that life; their utmost certainty will be crushed by death someday. Nay! It was crushed everyday by death. Death was life, but life was an illusion, certainties were transient illusions speckling in the sea of death. |
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4. | Illusion I: Religion | 02:19 | Show lyrics |
Existence was a speckle of illusion in the midst of chaos. Everything has uncertainty, meaninglessness and emptiness in it and yet the illusion of certainty persists. It congregates itself into a ghastly vapor of cloud called form. From the fallacy that those illusions are forever and one, we claim authority. Authority; forgoing the fact that we perceive those forms differently, hence can never fully apply our experience to each other, yet we claim authority. They used to sacrifice domestic animals to gods, and sacrifice was the most important support of cosmos. They thought because they slaughtered animals, their world was holding together. Now we sacrifice more than ever before, and animals suffer for all their lives to end up in our plates, and we torture each other and ourselves in a thousand ways. All of us partake in these religious and million meaningless sacrifices through the day and yet pass judgment from our moral high grounds. |
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5. | Illusion II: Pleasure, Pain and Pedophilia | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
We sacrifice all day, everyday, everything for reasons we cannot really altogether comprehend. Yet we still think our means will lead to ends and fanatically support our ways from moral high grounds. Every single person is still religious to the core and it is jihad everyday everywhere. She does not pretend to care if animals nor humans die or plants are lost and this world goes to shit, she is more concerned with how she ended up in such a place. Just like everybody else really, but she is conscious therefore anti-religious. She does not think of forms she thinks of destruction. She loves to do things out of spite, she feels pleasure from offending everyone for she sees them walking on the street with blood all over their hands from the lives lived in expense of others, the hearts they break. Yet still passing judgment. She believes in absolute immorality, but she is no worse. She likes black metal because it celebrates a great suffering; she likes to see suffering in art because she feels extreme sensitivity in sensitive artists expressing extreme insensitivity. She hates getting censored and judged for her extreme art because she is just portraying the world as she sees it. These people eating their filet mignons of an animal that suffered all its life, and died upside down slaughtered then coming and saying she is wrong because of her subject matter. These people go home and hurt their kids, they hurt everyone and everything, yet pass judgment like they are pure, and this causes great pain for her. She knows she is evil just like everybody else, a child molesting, rapist, torturous murderer, but she is conscious therefore anti- religious. She does not think of dichotomies, she thinks of suicide. |
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6. | Illusion III: Suicide Is Painless | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
I might as well commit suicide one day, it is on my mind. However, death is not an "escape" for me. I never could believe those who claim to have achieved a religious or irreligious certainty regarding death. Romanticizing death as an escape or a profane finality is not "realistic" to me. Thinking death is the good escape is the same as thinking any sort of materialistic or personal change is going to be the triumph for someone who is not happy with their current situation. Having said that, it is as logical and as mundane a change as those things for me. Accepting an occupational offer from a distant town is same as accepting to end one’s life. Playing with death is playing with uncertainty, we do it everyday. Death is the ultimate uncertainty; nobody knows what is going to come out from it. Just like nobody has any tangible information as to what consciousness "is" they have got no clue what death means to the "individual" if there is such a thing or lack thereof. | |||
7. | Death I: Unknown, Unknowable, Uncertain | 01:22 | Show lyrics |
Life is like climbing down a mountain on a rope, there are billions of ropes all going down the same mountain, most people hold onto each other’s ropes. You don’t know whence you came from, your first memory is on that rope, and seeing many people do the same. When you look down you see all those who are miserable and are falling, you see a pitch black below. Up above is a white sky of equal nothingness. | |||
8. | Death II: Ejaculating into Darkness | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Most people look anywhere but down, and yet you like to look down, and converse with people about below. People tell you not to look down and concentrate on the climb alone, yet you feel the need to know where you are going. Some suggest looking up instead, but you think it is pointless, thinking that is not where you are headed, and it hurts your eyes for nothing and renders you incapable of even seeing the rope. Yet people tell you not to look down. Some jump off, thinking it is where they are going anyway. Most try to enjoy this climb, yet you try to ask people about below. Some claim it is going to be white like above, some claim the climb will restart in another rope and yet you know nobody knows, and they get uncomfortable when you ask. | |||
9. | Death III: Black Flame Is Refusal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
They say you are evil for looking below, they say you have no right to climb while looking down, they shun you. As time goes, your whole purpose becomes thinking about below, and people don’t like it, you think of letting go. We sensitize over mere words, eating these sacrificed animals and claim we are no longer religious, tell me how some words are not spells that could get you killed or worse? Everybody is so religious that it disgusts us, yet we claim we are scientific. We exalt our subjective views on art into objective value fallacies like snakes, and try to take bites out of creative minds, when truly confronted we recoil to the position of "in my opinion(s)”. While there are no forms, we create the illusion of form and try to claim authority over it, just like our non-existent “god’s". We say, "this is true, believe it, I am right" and want people to obey us through it. Death spreads its wings into life. Satan shows the holes in cosmos for us to see. This is all what life is about, illusions. Some see this drug of life as something to be enjoyed while it lasts, she is more concerned with death. Dark spirituality is following the inner drive to refuse to live. |
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10. | Suicide I: Chaos Everywhere | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Everyday we do many things, where we either don’t know or care about the outcome. In either case their results are unpredictable in different degrees. The unpredictability factor is the devil, it is death and it is within everything in varying degrees. Think almost all things you do bearing in mind your expectations and the results. Think... Working with death is just like working with anything else, you work with the unpredictable. |
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11. | Suicide II: Naked Life | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Looking at death is looking at life without any veils of illusion; you are looking at something without any form. Form is an illusion, like this record, it just pretends to exist within a destructible medium. Neither experiencing it nor being unaware of it or its total annihilation makes it a constant or void; fleeting moments make it dynamically desirable or undesirable for other fleeting moments. In this regard, an illusion of total freedom arises. Like a feeling that since nothing really "exists" one can bend all reality. But no! You still have to master the ways of this inherent "illusion" to make way for this idea of perceptual or spiritual total freedom how is that freedom? And if it is not freedom, and freedom does not exist, why do I long for such freedom? Where does this longing for something that does not exist come from? Even if I somehow reach this alleged ambition, why did I ever have to fight all my life to reach it? And can it actually be reached when such question is ever asked? Isn’t this the reason most accomplished so- called people end up depressed and suicidal? This is a game that has promises of possibilities in it, nothing more. |
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12. | Suicide III: Certainty Is Illusion | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Very few truly ask the question of why being put inside an existence, which is a game with its own specific rules that only "it" can bend. A game that they did not choose but constantly are forced to play and "master" in their own ways and as much they see the reflection of this question in their lives, they get depressed. Activity-inactivity and a possible suffering on both spectrums drive people nuts over trying to find both inner and outer patterns and ways to come to desirable ends. Since this is the key to this prison, even if you’re happy you never cease to be a prisoner; only a prisoner who enjoys prison. Some seem to value this very highly and even dedicate their lives to making the most out of this life that they did not choose. Those people that have "found their ways" in life’s prison lose a limb, get raped, end up in the hands of a torturing maid when they are old, get a morbid disease or anything that renders their system which enables them to "make the most out of" this precarious prison unusable. Everybody feels dwarfed by uncertainty, and uncertainty is forever, it is everywhere, death reigns supreme in life. I wish immense suffering to every living being. Rape upon all women, children’s death upon all families, breaking of certainty, torture upon all animals, plants, I have no enemy and life is blindingly beautiful. My life was something that I could enjoy, but I was both unable and refused to. I was healthy, had resources and skills but did not want to partake in this charade. Inner and outer forces were always on the attack to unbalance me and dealing with them and making life better never seemed like a quest I could enjoy. I was more concerned with why and how I was put in such a place, a game I don’t remember agreeing to play. The mysteries and fascinations took a friendly farewell as I willingly let them sail away, and although I have no expectations from death, I enter through the gate. |
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38:48 |
Into the Cunt of the Witch
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Ruhanathanas (R.I.P. 2015) | Conduction |
Merdümgiriz | Drums |
Chaoscunt | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics |
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1. | Black Flame I: Life Is a Prison | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
She always told me that life was a prison. That death reigns supreme in life, she got orgasms from scenes of suffering, injustice, disorder and children’s tears, that she had no enemy and life was disgustingly beautiful. She seemed quite happy and energetic for such a negative and depressive sense of life. I thought she was extremely beautiful and yet she told me that she hated her shell, and went on to explain the reason being simply that "she did not choose it". That statement was the insight to her dismissal of every sort of authority, mostly the inherent authority of existence itself, how it dictated how she must live. She had a drive that made her uneasy and not wanting to adapt to this world and simply live and she thought that this drive was the only thing that made her see this existence for what it really is, a prison. |
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2. | Black Flame II: Keep Your Light from Me | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
She believed everybody had this drive, but that they justify it into things like "religion, politics, family, work" and that she just wanted to experience that drive without those veils around it. She not only did not want to let go of this drive to "live a better life" she was believing that that drive was the only real value in life. The flame that burned within every human being, but the very flame that they tried to extinguish. The flame of no joy, no friendship, no companionship, no safety, the flame of void. The flame that sometimes takes over the person which humans disgustingly call "depression". The only real flame, calling one away from the prison. The flame of chaos. Her mother was presently absent with her constant harassment and fear and her father was ever present with his calculated absence. She grew herself up into a malfunction of an antithesis to this existence, it was beautiful seeing her move around the room devouring every sort of life. |
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3. | Black Flame III: Death Is Life | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Death was the only thing that she saw, an utter blackness of uncertainty. She was absolutely disgusted by her conclusions, because conclusions were an act of certainty. Everything in life was to do with a false sense of certainty. She noted that she accepted her dreams right away, even if paranormal things were happening in them, and she told that the same would happen in life. Nay! It happened everyday in life! That everybody were coming to terms with inner and outer unacceptableness and they were first torturing themselves and later coming up with new conclusions from these breaks of certainties. This was reminding every human being that life; their utmost certainty will be crushed by death someday. Nay! It was crushed everyday by death. Death was life, but life was an illusion, certainties were transient illusions speckling in the sea of death. |
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4. | Illusion I: Religion | 02:19 | Show lyrics |
Existence was a speckle of illusion in the midst of chaos. Everything has uncertainty, meaninglessness and emptiness in it and yet the illusion of certainty persists. It congregates itself into a ghastly vapor of cloud called form. From the fallacy that those illusions are forever and one, we claim authority. Authority; forgoing the fact that we perceive those forms differently, hence can never fully apply our experience to each other, yet we claim authority. They used to sacrifice domestic animals to gods, and sacrifice was the most important support of cosmos. They thought because they slaughtered animals, their world was holding together. Now we sacrifice more than ever before, and animals suffer for all their lives to end up in our plates, and we torture each other and ourselves in a thousand ways. All of us partake in these religious and million meaningless sacrifices through the day and yet pass judgment from our moral high grounds. |
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5. | Illusion II: Pleasure, Pain and Pedophilia | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
We sacrifice all day, everyday, everything for reasons we cannot really altogether comprehend. Yet we still think our means will lead to ends and fanatically support our ways from moral high grounds. Every single person is still religious to the core and it is jihad everyday everywhere. She does not pretend to care if animals nor humans die or plants are lost and this world goes to shit, she is more concerned with how she ended up in such a place. Just like everybody else really, but she is conscious therefore anti-religious. She does not think of forms she thinks of destruction. She loves to do things out of spite, she feels pleasure from offending everyone for she sees them walking on the street with blood all over their hands from the lives lived in expense of others, the hearts they break. Yet still passing judgment. She believes in absolute immorality, but she is no worse. She likes black metal because it celebrates a great suffering; she likes to see suffering in art because she feels extreme sensitivity in sensitive artists expressing extreme insensitivity. She hates getting censored and judged for her extreme art because she is just portraying the world as she sees it. These people eating their filet mignons of an animal that suffered all its life, and died upside down slaughtered then coming and saying she is wrong because of her subject matter. These people go home and hurt their kids, they hurt everyone and everything, yet pass judgment like they are pure, and this causes great pain for her. She knows she is evil just like everybody else, a child molesting, rapist, torturous murderer, but she is conscious therefore anti- religious. She does not think of dichotomies, she thinks of suicide. |
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6. | Illusion III: Suicide Is Painless | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
I might as well commit suicide one day, it is on my mind. However, death is not an "escape" for me. I never could believe those who claim to have achieved a religious or irreligious certainty regarding death. Romanticizing death as an escape or a profane finality is not "realistic" to me. Thinking death is the good escape is the same as thinking any sort of materialistic or personal change is going to be the triumph for someone who is not happy with their current situation. Having said that, it is as logical and as mundane a change as those things for me. Accepting an occupational offer from a distant town is same as accepting to end one’s life. Playing with death is playing with uncertainty, we do it everyday. Death is the ultimate uncertainty; nobody knows what is going to come out from it. Just like nobody has any tangible information as to what consciousness "is" they have got no clue what death means to the "individual" if there is such a thing or lack thereof. | |||
7. | Death I: Unknown, Unknowable, Uncertain | 01:22 | Show lyrics |
Life is like climbing down a mountain on a rope, there are billions of ropes all going down the same mountain, most people hold onto each other’s ropes. You don’t know whence you came from, your first memory is on that rope, and seeing many people do the same. When you look down you see all those who are miserable and are falling, you see a pitch black below. Up above is a white sky of equal nothingness. | |||
8. | Death II: Ejaculating into Darkness | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Most people look anywhere but down, and yet you like to look down, and converse with people about below. People tell you not to look down and concentrate on the climb alone, yet you feel the need to know where you are going. Some suggest looking up instead, but you think it is pointless, thinking that is not where you are headed, and it hurts your eyes for nothing and renders you incapable of even seeing the rope. Yet people tell you not to look down. Some jump off, thinking it is where they are going anyway. Most try to enjoy this climb, yet you try to ask people about below. Some claim it is going to be white like above, some claim the climb will restart in another rope and yet you know nobody knows, and they get uncomfortable when you ask. | |||
9. | Death III: Black Flame Is Refusal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
They say you are evil for looking below, they say you have no right to climb while looking down, they shun you. As time goes, your whole purpose becomes thinking about below, and people don’t like it, you think of letting go. We sensitize over mere words, eating these sacrificed animals and claim we are no longer religious, tell me how some words are not spells that could get you killed or worse? Everybody is so religious that it disgusts us, yet we claim we are scientific. We exalt our subjective views on art into objective value fallacies like snakes, and try to take bites out of creative minds, when truly confronted we recoil to the position of "in my opinion(s)”. While there are no forms, we create the illusion of form and try to claim authority over it, just like our non-existent “god’s". We say, "this is true, believe it, I am right" and want people to obey us through it. Death spreads its wings into life. Satan shows the holes in cosmos for us to see. This is all what life is about, illusions. Some see this drug of life as something to be enjoyed while it lasts, she is more concerned with death. Dark spirituality is following the inner drive to refuse to live. |
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10. | Suicide I: Chaos Everywhere | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Everyday we do many things, where we either don’t know or care about the outcome. In either case their results are unpredictable in different degrees. The unpredictability factor is the devil, it is death and it is within everything in varying degrees. Think almost all things you do bearing in mind your expectations and the results. Think... Working with death is just like working with anything else, you work with the unpredictable. |
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11. | Suicide II: Naked Life | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Looking at death is looking at life without any veils of illusion; you are looking at something without any form. Form is an illusion, like this record, it just pretends to exist within a destructible medium. Neither experiencing it nor being unaware of it or its total annihilation makes it a constant or void; fleeting moments make it dynamically desirable or undesirable for other fleeting moments. In this regard, an illusion of total freedom arises. Like a feeling that since nothing really "exists" one can bend all reality. But no! You still have to master the ways of this inherent "illusion" to make way for this idea of perceptual or spiritual total freedom how is that freedom? And if it is not freedom, and freedom does not exist, why do I long for such freedom? Where does this longing for something that does not exist come from? Even if I somehow reach this alleged ambition, why did I ever have to fight all my life to reach it? And can it actually be reached when such question is ever asked? Isn’t this the reason most accomplished so- called people end up depressed and suicidal? This is a game that has promises of possibilities in it, nothing more. |
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12. | Suicide III: Certainty Is Illusion | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Very few truly ask the question of why being put inside an existence, which is a game with its own specific rules that only "it" can bend. A game that they did not choose but constantly are forced to play and "master" in their own ways and as much they see the reflection of this question in their lives, they get depressed. Activity-inactivity and a possible suffering on both spectrums drive people nuts over trying to find both inner and outer patterns and ways to come to desirable ends. Since this is the key to this prison, even if you’re happy you never cease to be a prisoner; only a prisoner who enjoys prison. Some seem to value this very highly and even dedicate their lives to making the most out of this life that they did not choose. Those people that have "found their ways" in life’s prison lose a limb, get raped, end up in the hands of a torturing maid when they are old, get a morbid disease or anything that renders their system which enables them to "make the most out of" this precarious prison unusable. Everybody feels dwarfed by uncertainty, and uncertainty is forever, it is everywhere, death reigns supreme in life. I wish immense suffering to every living being. Rape upon all women, children’s death upon all families, breaking of certainty, torture upon all animals, plants, I have no enemy and life is blindingly beautiful. My life was something that I could enjoy, but I was both unable and refused to. I was healthy, had resources and skills but did not want to partake in this charade. Inner and outer forces were always on the attack to unbalance me and dealing with them and making life better never seemed like a quest I could enjoy. I was more concerned with why and how I was put in such a place, a game I don’t remember agreeing to play. The mysteries and fascinations took a friendly farewell as I willingly let them sail away, and although I have no expectations from death, I enter through the gate. |
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