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Lamashtu
04:52
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Vaticinium ex eventu!
The scholium of Siculus tells of an idol of arsenic’s diluted gift
To those cast in flesh and soil and the dust of starlight
He is seated with palms offered to the mottled roil above
Where they, short of life, are turned short of breath
Strangle the breath amidst the wails of seven
Only ashes remain to float to the brazier
Sardonic laughter, she grins in succulent suffocation
Contracted limbs and mouth agape, slip away
Come not near divine death, lest he make you like a lamb betwixt his jaws
And you become carried away as the wind in the breach of his throat
Come forth Mot, and submit at Hadad’s feast
For his hunger is like that of wolves in the wilderness
Seek out the ravine where blind men lie headless, prostrated and castrated
Siket Syidna Musa
Shalt thou follow the steps of penitence
Drown in a final dawn, so there plunge from their Jabal
And shatter with your ruin those fevered scratchings on stone
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Plunge the crushing depths with screams
Wretched ablution ritual constrains rusted chapters
Eons in festering quagmire
Scour the unwilling mind's darkest blessings of impurity
Seep from between execration, confusion
Abject repulsion
Lingering breath sinks away
Aspersion condemns to an eternity of moil
Hateful catechism drowns you
Within the hexed font of octagonal moons
Internecion finalized at the tip of spears
Fate shuns to weave a more lamentable chord
Lechery salivates infernally
The abyssic cruelty thou'st command on whim
Lechery salivates infernally, callously
Silver of steel flashes in the torches' gleam
The hangman’s garb of murky pitch
Veiled crypts cloister arcane secrets
The heart of the world weeps athirst
Guardian's dagger, the third extinguishes
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A Prayer of Scourges
03:54
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Ecce Homo!
Behold ye vexated ones, the scourged, bound and crowned man
What passion is wrought here by wrought iron barbed
Each lashing a new implication and judgment
He of Bisenti and the mocking throng flank as rouge flecked wings
Blissful blood is the wine, and the cup runneth over
And extinguish the flame of that which burns not
A nail for each apportionment of the Trinity
Now alone, violaceous tattered garb draped ‘round low shoulders
That have born the burden of those who shout 'non serviam!'
A spear for lustful blasphemy–Arma Christi
He is despised and rejected of men, misericordia
Acquainted he is with grief, we lay our iniquity upon him
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Ilu Pagru
03:18
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MAQATU ANZILLU ULTU AN
ELU ANZILLU ULTU TIAMATU
EZERU INA ALU
EZERU INA AGU
EZERU MARE ALI
ANNITU NAMLUGALLU AKU
ABATU KALU TI
ABATU KALU SHI
ERSETU USEMI KIMAH
UTUK XUL ALLIK TAHAZU!
ALLA XUL ALLIK TAHAZU!
DINGIR XUL ALLIK TAHAZU!
MASKIM XUL ALLIK TAHAZU!
MULLA XUL ALLIK TAHAZU!
GIGIM XUL NADUU URUKU
GIDIM XUL TALAMU MURSU
QAMU INA KHARSAANU SAQUUTU
QAMU INA AKALUM
KALU ADI LA BASI ALAKU
UTTUKU ANA SEPIYA
EKIMMU ANA SEPIYA
ISKUR ANA SEPIYA
UTU ANA SEPIYA
ANSHAR ANA SEPIYA
KISHAR ANA SEPIYA
TIAMAT ANA SEPIYA
LAMASHTU ANA SEPIYA
PAZUZU ANA SEPIYA
WARDUM ANA SEPIYA
SHA HATTI ANA SEPIYA
PULHU ANA SEPIYA
ILAT!
IKSUDA GENII
IKSUDA MITU
IKSUDA ANU
IKSUDA AN
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Seven Liers in Wait
03:54
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Rhetor utters falseness high upon onyx cathedra
Shade raised of sacrificial lamb buried beneath the altar
Moil of souls to the charnel field's north wall
Rosch Hassatan
Ra's al Ghul
Tseih She
Demon head mausoleum
Corpses piled and devoid
Inverted goat crucifixion perversion
My vitriol is as magma to your words of wax
Melt before my path, flee from the vortex I alone decree
All machinations of heresy I design
Sacred whore, vexation's font
Abhorrent terror vacuum
When the twelve are none, the circle is six
Daggers of light plummet beneath
Unharrowed hell, fire-tranced thralldom
Come forth unto the rack
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Corpsegod
05:04
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In your vanity you would awaken from the dust of the earth
And the soil does cry out “Chant the death oracle in chiasmus!”
A mold thou cast to build from clay a worthless lot and order me to kneel
Before a pretentious order of concupiscence, bearing the fleshy banner “Fomes peccati”
You would give them the wisdom, but never the knowledge
To place stone upon stone, create Beit Hamikdash to house thine majesty
So that the spheres and suns in their palaces may tremble and bow
Oh wretched father! Whose seed bore forth ill begotten bastards of thy creativity
You command them, nay, restrain! Bind them! With ten shackles etched in stone.
I reject them, nay, despise them! Abhor them! With every element of my divinity.
I lead the rightful heirs to the kingdom, the crown of the morning
And the scepter of the firmament are mine to bear
Thy gift of free will thou hast graced thine wicked progeny
And behold! Jealous inherent nature pits brother to smite his own
And behold! The first born is returned to his dusty womb, filthy tomb
As from it you took them, and to it, cast them.
You would stay the hand of Abraham so that they may wonder at your grace
Oh wretched father! I prey you Akedah! Release his hand to slay the lamb
Al Kiddush Hashem
Smolder the sacrifice upon the tabernacle for the carrion crows to have their feast
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Excoriaire ICXC
03:47
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Wandering with a crown of scythes
Swollen disease of netherarchy
Advance and be known, rent knees process in the wake
Souls from Thalatte, seven gods who decree
Writhe! The Shar is upon all Kishar
Lust ingloriously reigns
Tomes and relics of vast decay
Violent storms, exalted serpent
Jackals rip the carrion shroud
Wandering with a crown of scythes
Swollen disease of netherarchy
Advance and be known, rent knees process in the wake
Souls from Thalatte, seven gods who decree
Writhe! The Shar is upon al-Kishar
Compendium of ancient knowledge
Conductus viscera organum
Hideous cacophony
Black beast with figure in maw
Initiation of incantation to let flow the wrath of Asag
In his eclipse rivers boil
Achieve corrupt henosis
Emanations from oneness
Wretch to the aether: to Hen, Nous, Psyche...Physis
Theurgy through contemplations
Leather cord pulled taut reveals
Shekinah dethroned
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Obsidian Godhead
04:23
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Fill your stinking pits with slaves and cowards
The gutted corpses of thy disgraced
Spare them flames so they may rot
And stir your ranks to march
Their coins for Charon offer respite to the Philistines
Those who have vowed to claim the mark of Kenite
And reap the flogging owed to those steeped in their sins
Shedu have writhed in disgrace
Moloch king, besmeared with blood, slaying the martyrs
Infernal voices tell one thousand tales of the cursed, defiled chalice
A judgment of their doom, exalting their violent nature
Faced in the hour of need
Where does your feeble faith turn?
Pray to the spiteful god above, or infernal Hell
Through treacherous whimsy, through venal mechanics
An inevitability of all things to be steeped in rotten earth
The soul awakens to the desires of thy king's overlord
To dig in Maleboge
The scourge that fathers the creation of saints,
The torn-husk souls rended by Cerberus
The wrenching cries of the Nephilim
Shouting the son of man's blasphemies
Swallowed into the swirling eye from which lightning finds birth
I seed a great womb of storms
Cyclones derived from the spiraling horns of the goat
I despoil and grind thy shrines asunder
Icons drown beneath malicious waves
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The Incapacitants
04:36
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Achieving a frail, ephemeral balance between
Obliviating the mortal vessel
And retaining a whole mental state
Pure lucidity of thought for infinity
Degeneration of bodies
Theirs is a a limited life
In the perfection of coma
The exaltation of blessed dream
Exploring minds of others from without, within
Stars beyond planets beyond time beyond death
Thoughts stretch to eons within seconds
The mind, unconscious, racing faster
Than its flawed organic wiring
A twisted, rotting immortality that stands timeless
They lie supine as gods, motionless
Content to sacrifice their withered bodies
For their own eternity
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Regicide
04:47
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Come! Come and watch them regale their prophets again
Seeping sores adorn chapel floors
As blisters grind between flesh, marble and iron
Nails...bring forth more nails to fix this falsifier
Affix him to his throne of thorns
Thorns
Affixed to his rightful throne
Gather up more thorns to coronate a hypocrite
Coronated and eviscerated in his rightful realm
And so cry forth to the wheeling heavens
"I am a brother to dragons
My skin hangs obsidian
Upon me as a lecherous mantle
And mine bones are scorched with heat
See that my harp has turned to mourning
And my voice like a chorus of those who weep"
Bones...seek out more bones to lay before the liar
Along a putrid pilgrimage
Souls...devour more souls to cast into the deathvoid
So they might rend sackcloth and anoint themselves with dust
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Construct of Lethe Woodbridge, Virginia
Construct of Lethe began in 2016 as an avenue for guitarist Tony Petrocelly to release music he had written for previous
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The band has constantly sought to evolve and expand their sound, and A Kindness Dealt in Venom is a testament to that. It introduces synth and electronic elements, symphonic instruments, and greatly expands on the noise/found sounds introduced in Exiler.
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