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Pythonic Precipitation
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Fall
Down
Precipitation
Down for the exaltation
Flying through the Fire of Endless Disgrace
Torsion in the Fiery spatter arises
The Great Dragon returns spiraling
Blissful singing grows louder
Lower and lower without Pain and hope
Gods and Heroes lose their sanity
Creatures are unable to bear the Cosmic Lacerations
Python arises back
Into the abominable catacombs of Omniscience
"May the Balm of Gnosis become the Poison of Passion"
The Great Dragon is already back
Desire for knowledge smells to Heaven
The Prophecy sounds like the Sentence
Python is everywhere
Castration of the ancient pride
Stench of decay is everywhere
Oh, Python!
Nowadays everyone knows everything
Nowadays everyone is like a God
Gods, mercifully, are dead
Puppet's brain spasms
Python: who is like Him?
Fall is like Ascension
Elderly Icarus envies Python in Hell
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Cosmos makes the law
"Life comes out of the Ocean"
The thought of Demiurge draws lots
"What if this is the Ocean of Blood?"
Demiurge's Creation
Convulses in the Web of Fear
And a new life arises on the Blood
"Join in the Malevolent matter"
Every Creature under the Sun
Is in slavery to the thirst for Blood
The Pneumatics are obsessed with Bloodletting
The Chosen One – ah, your destiny is terrible
"Redemption is unreachable"
Death is the Great Leveller
The Transcendent Knowledge is zeroed out
Archons are weary of boredom
Infinite repetition of the same thing
The Whirligig of Blood shrivels Pneuma
What is the difference between the Kingdom of flesh and a butcher shop?
Eternal Sacrifice
Mad Creator
The triumph of gratification
Slavery under indifference
Eternal Sacrifice
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Sickness roils in my veins
Intermittent pain makes me wiser
Distraction is the way to the other dimensions
Sickness opens my eyes to the Cosmic Purpose
Anointing of the Sick
Desired Feast for the Demons
Descent of the Falling Sickness
"They don't know what they are doing"
Rites of the Sick
Skulls roll and roll
Forgotten to be laid in coffins on pillows
Skulls roll and roll
They fancy they have escaped
Someone's trophies
Someone's collection
The Universe could take Its place in each of them
But they are despondently empty
Sickness could have built palaces in them
But they are despondently empty
Did I kill someone today?
There's Blood on my hands – I don't know whose
Three-Headed Dog lies obediently at my feet
Even the blinds can see Him
I don't care about the intentions of the Universe
My Sickness is my Rite
Three-Headed Dog lies obediently at my feet
His mouths are covered with Blood – steel grins
He devoured a king, a priest, and a rich man
He solved the riddle at once
Rites of the Sick
Sickness roils in my veins
Intermittent pain makes me wiser
Distraction is the way to other dimensions
Sickness opens my eyes to the Cosmic Purpose
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They can fire the imagination
And show the sky in diamonds
Gifts of Chaos
But some will get only a mockery
While others will become insane
The Answer of Chaos
Infinite diversity
Infinite diversity in infinite combinations
The Poison of Chaos
The Throne of Black Ice
The impossible Gift of Chaos, maybe some will touch It
The insidious Answer of Chaos, maybe some will go mad because of It
The long-desired Poison of Chaos, maybe some will enjoy It
The Throne of Black Ice
Listen to Its exhortations
"Lust for Power will soar on the wings of the Vortex"
The Vortex
"Are you ready to devour your own Corpse?"
Your own Corpse
The Throne of Black Ice
Chaos is Great
An arrow of water shivers a Mirror
Words stick in their own Vibrations
Dreams loop forever into Emptiness
The Throne of Black Ice
Icy Indifference
Blissful Pain
All-absorbing Blackness
Despicable Greatness
The Lighthouse emanating Absolute Black
Blinks quicker and quicker
It's calling but not waiting
Chaos doesn't need the Throne of Black Ice
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A stone can breathe here
Wind is asphyxiated among the cast-iron columns
A worm can meditate here
Cliffs shudder with their Monstrosity
Coal can sing the Song of Songs here
Life is born absolutely dead
A candle can prophesy here
Stars stampede around and above
Eternity can die here
Eternity
The Trumpet Call does not reach here
You'll find this place easily by simple signs:
Ice hisses like the Serpent on the Cross
Eyeless birds know where to fly
North strays in Its thoughts
The Celestial Axis is the staircase to Hell
If you look into the smoke you'll see yourself
Dead Creator decays in you
The Chaos Rookery
Where the cube
Of Metatron's shattered dream rolls round in circles
The Nightmares of Angels are born here
Uselessness is the main Goal
If the Mountains are so high
Then the Abyss must be somewhere
Where Tetragrammaton will lose Himself in an echo
Fear the Invisible
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The Confession of Faith... Fiat! The Desecration of Faith...
Raise your hand if you want to live righteously
Blind Demons will devour your limb
Thus They will learn how to grope Their way
And won't lose it in the Shadow of the Bloody Moon
If there is cut-glass holiness around
Impurity will come on It's own
Violet is so approachable
The All-seeing Eye can't see Itself
Invent a prayer to the Lost God
The Forgotten Spirits will be satiated with it
They'll write fairy tales with rainbow ink
And the dead kids will dance in a round
Conscious Sin is Desired Sin
Animal dance is Sinless
Infernal Creatures are already in you
Pray and hold out your hand
The Dance of Macabre
Fiat!
Show your loyalty
Let the Sun and the Moon switch places
So no one would have hope while looking at Heaven
Chaos crushes the order
Chaos overwhelms the Faith
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Evening Prayer
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The Dead sing Their lullabies
At the top of Their glass voices
Shimmer with Their nubilous gazes
In Their lead cradles
The Sweet Songs for waking up never
Every verse is like a touch of moth wings
The Ice Hymns for falling asleep never
Every verse is like a stroke of a hammer
Let Heavens shudder at the prayer of the Dead
Who didn't get a place in the Final Abode
Faith has resurrected Them and set on the Right Path
Cruel Faith of Chaos
Archives of Death strain at the leash
Because Medusa's hair ingrows into Her skull
And Leviathan swallows Noah's ark
The Lightning gleams at the bottom of Lucifer's eyes
Nobody has risen above Death
Wingless angels fall down
Nobody descended below Death
There is no way out of the Labyrinth
Listen to your tears
Take a listen to the whispers of the Dead Wind
Army of the Dead tread unheard
Those are direful who pray to Death in the Twilight
Those are puissant who pray to Death in the Twilight
Those are unseeable who pray to Death in the Twilight
Those are immortal who pray to Death in the Twilight
Listen to your tears
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