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Kryptes
03:38
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Eforoi spoke and chose me to honor the Gods of war
Eilotai prepare to meet your Fate!
In hunger, I sneak through night and mist
transcend corporeal, the beast in me
will eat the preys alive.
With bare hands, I sense the elders’ wisdom guide my wrath
and Deimos pervading all round.
In fear, the enemies of Sparta will abide
the rule of power. May Phobos tame your land!
Krypteia, rite of passage
by strength and warfare
I’ll make my way through glory
Krypteia, secret squad of death
by terror and despair
we’ll keep the spartan’s order
relentless.
Krypteia, rite of passage
by strength and warfare
I’ll make my way through glory
Krypteia, secret squad of death
by terror and despair
we’ll keep the spartan’s order
and gestures of our heroes
will be chanted everywhere.
Comrades by blood
join me on this journey
where battle is the stage
of self-denial play
and immortality will cross
the paths with our spoils.
Ares, grab my soul
and make it worthy of your spear!
Lakedaimon, your sons
shall serve your name forevermore!
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Fallen wastes of light, sparkles of a stillborn fire
Voices reduced to discordant sounds
Particles kept together by thin and feeble
echoes, shadows dancing on the verge
of the material non-being.
Averse – the Absolute is so far
The Origin turns to null
Corruption crystallised
Collateral existence forms.
Mundane downwards spirals
wreak havoc reality
Collapsing silent shells
descend the path to chaos well
Words that go unheard
forming drafts of the unknown
Progressive decaying souls
seeking rest from rotten flesh.
Fallen wastes of light, sparkles of a stillborn fire
Voices reduced to discordant sounds
Particles kept together by thin and feeble
echoes, shadows dancing on the verge
of the material non-being.
Averse – Harmony creaks
Deception of life
Lurking emptiness
Collateral existence forms.
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3. |
Lost
03:35
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Here it comes, the season that should not be
when the moon devours all of your dreams
all around scorched earth goes forward
and the ash fills the heart till it bleeds
burning skies, what stood above lies down
streaming waters stall before annihilation.
Burden of time crushing the stars
no color, no feelings
good and evil collide.
Lost, all is lost
and this greyness inside
whispers chants of despair
the road we used to walk
became an endless gorge.
Here it comes, the season that should not be
the winds blow on dust of centuries
all around rubble dominate the view
there is no recollection of the brave few
ancient Gods once revered and vivified
now ensconce like witnesses to silence.
Deep deep down
worlds will drown.
Burden of time distracting eons
disorder, delusion
past and future collide.
Lost, all is lost
and this darkness inside
whispers words of demise
the fear we used to fight
became the very victor.
Lost, all is lost.
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4. |
Imploding Beneath
04:09
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Behold - Frozen scars map the way to nowhere
Cold, usual destination of the lost
waiting for the wounds to bleed again…
Behold - Signs of spring will soon grow into autumn
each and every single leaf laying on the ground
recalls the wobbly days that came apart.
Splinters of tears will fall from the mirror
beyond the wall of silence
and all reveries implode beneath the scorn.
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5. |
No Room For Your Light
04:01
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Melting, weaking, cutting the ties
victims are fed seamy lies.
Crushing, draining, plaguing the mind
opposing ground is to dry.
Mocking, breaking, stripping the lines
sacrificed blood laid to waste.
All your words, your ideals
they will drown in lifeless waters
all the plots, machinations
they will crumble before truth.
May the void grant your deeds
may your fake sun burn out because
in my mind, in my soul
there shall be no room for your light!
As the veil of deception falls away
spread of blindness will stop its array.
All the hacks hidden by complicity
Crumble down and finally show your greed.
Age of the flock is soon to be a memory
wolves are coming to bash your slavery.
All your words, your ideals
they will drown in lifeless waters
all the plots, machinations
they will crumble before truth.
May the void grant your deeds
may your fake sun burn out because
in my mind, in my soul
there shall be no room for your light!
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6. |
Okhema
05:45
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Ascend!
Barefoot and wrapped in a white cloak
I stand focused before the bomos.
Flowers, incense, offers to the Gods
ready to ascend once more.
Hecate heed my call!
Free my body
so I can be…
Purified, I’m at one
with my Okhema.
Now I see the End of Knowledge,
the Fatherly Mind
over the Abyss.
Let the Silence dissolve
the remains of the world
I shall never return to.
[Inno ad Ecate e a Giano - Proclo]
“Salve, o madre degli dei, dai molti nomi, dalla bella prole;
salve, o Ecate, custode delle porte, di gran potenza;
ma anche a te salve, o Giano, progenitore, Zeus imperituro;
salve Zeus supremo;
rendete luminoso il cammino della mia vita,
colmo di beni, stornate i funesti morbi
dalle mie membra, e l'anima, che sulla terra delira,
traete in alto, purificata dalle iniziazioni che risvegliano la mente."
In the nights of noumenia
gates of perception open wide.
Voices within leading me beyond
baring hidden formulas.
Hecate heed my call!
Light my heart
so I can feel…
Purified, I’m at one
with my Okhema.
Now I see the End of Knowledge,
the Fatherly Mind
over the Abyss.
Let the Silence dissolve
the remains of the world
I shall never return to.
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7. |
Monochromatic Thresholds
03:49
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Countersense tunnels rush
through the clefts of sleep
subverting space and time.
Spider webs restrain
exhaling bits of life.
Endless vertigo
liquified boundaries
flood the mind.
Patterns of fear
maze of oblivion
the end is near.
Inane visions
abnormal entities
beset the mind.
No way to run
anguish inside
sensing demise.
Skinny fingers twine
the neck of every breath
the lid of any sight.
Undercurrent mud
shaking inner tide.
Crumbling thresholds
the grin of foolery
a word without its mouth.
Hollow picture hides
the sketch of haunting Akhlys.
Endless vertigo
liquified boundaries
flood the mind.
Patterns of fear
maze of oblivion
the end is near.
Inane visions
abnormal entities
beset the mind.
No way to run
anguish inside
sensing demise.
Multiple nightmares flow
through the veins of sleep
there is no place to hide.
Inverted reality
scream of dusk.
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8. |
Mu
04:50
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Okhema Bari, Italy
Black metal studio project.
Introspection.
Transcendence.
Hellenic-Roman spirituality.
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