In the Eyes of Ioldánach

V.I.T.R.I.O.L. [Lyrical Magick: Proscriptor, Musick: Shaftiel] They stare towards the heart They stare at the stone He'll upend the plate of angles; She'll upend the plate of angles V dashes of Mercury And Asarus Alchemy Will channel V archangels... V archangels [Chorus I:] "In the Sun we remember; In the planets we forget We've come unto a hall and Asaru is who we've met" Huluppu roots are forked Like veins in a canny hand; Their leaves have scuttled In spiraled force A VI fold nova, Fleurs de lys... V cards are placed in the hand of the course. [Chorus II:] "O' Abyssia we recall; In spiraled force, they will fall Man, staff and the silver gilt key shall take us to V.I.T.R.I.O.L." [Mandate of Pandemonium (Solos: Shaftiel):] "Dreamer!" : "Redeemer!" "Dreamer!" : "Redeemer!" "Dreamer!" : "Redeemer!" "The Abyss!" : "V.I.T.R.I.O.L.!" [Repeat Mandate of Pandemonium] Their Universe... It's constantly changing, And every change in force It's constantly dying. Svaddistthana: Sakkya-ditti Rearrange V cards, yet are they lying? [Repeat Chorus I] Closing verdant curtains Closure is the apex; One curve is the asp, But the snake is a path in light These twins are emerging, Geminis still verging, Yet Atu still carries the knife. [Repeat Chorus II]

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Hallstatt [Lyrical magick: Proscriptor & Equitant, Musick: Shaftiel & Equitant] From an empty house... In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a sunless sky Wild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and sailed them bristly in the same shady sky. In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and heave; their martyrs never left 2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now been erased. [Chorus:] "We'll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz! We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls! We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!" In order to see such a legacy, fire burned with a past that turned; Anvils were forged at an early stage, molded as cats or iarn-leastair. Ioldanach has spied on this mistery, yet he's enkindled by the light With hues of argent lightning and ore of purem the salt grants them mastery and might. [Chorus:] "We'll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz! We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls! We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!" [Bridge:] Hallstatt An Salaan An Bas [Troid Warrior:] "I see a battle; I feel the warp-spasm!" [Ioldanach:] The poised warrior yowls with blood about his belt. [Troid Warrior:] "Nothing shall draw my eyes away..." [Ioldanach:] His heart stirs atrociously, now to think. [Troid Warrior:] "I convey the names to the planes of Destiny!" [Ioldanach:] The poised warrior seeks an ancient seat foe the Stone. [Troid Warrior:] "Wild, whistling winds still laugh at my howls!" [Ioldanach:] These acts of tale-telling dilate him to hate. Hallstatt An Salaan An Bas [Pre-Avouchment of Parable:] The young ones of Hallstatt, and the sky Silver-ilked spears have been whetted Vast hilts and sheeny torques of gold; Crafted from vanquished legacies. Hallstatt An Salaan An Bas [Avouchment of Parable:] "Spirit of horsemen and spirit of iron age acclaim The fame for 2000 crypts at Hallstatt!" [Solo(s): Shaftiel] To an empty home. In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a sunless sky Wild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and sailed them bristly in the same shady sky. In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and heave; their martyrs never left 2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now been erased. "We'll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz! We'll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls! We've whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!"

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Manannan [Lyrical magick/Obscurity: Proscriptor & Equitant, Musick: Proscriptor & Shaftiel] I am a wave: on the rapt Cythraul I am a flood: across the croggy plain I am a wind: of seven gates I am a tear: the Sun lets fall I am Manannan Mac Lir Noble warrior of lycanthropy I am Fachta High King To shake thy cloak shall bring outbreak I am a tide: that drags to engulfment I am a current: a compass towards Visnech I am a tempest: the onslaught of outburst I am a zephyr: theirs is second pain I am Manannan Mac Lir Avatar from sail to sea Thy horse Aonbharr Grand Steed Chariots forever lead I am an ocean womb: of all abysms I am a blaze: for every burning bathym I am a lure: of the plumbless benthos I am a breaker: bottomlessness doom I am Manannan Mac Lir Shape-changer; lar of Deep Thy Sword Fragarch "The Answerer..." Remember me thou art all wind And back with gusts thou shalt return. I'm the hawk: above this cliff, behind the waves I'm the thorn: exude this rose, yet fleece the sky ...fleece the sky I'm the hill: where poets walk and Tara lies I'm the throne: from a tantalizing glimpse ...from a tantalizing glimpse. I'm the hawk: above this cliff, behind the waves I'm the thorn: exude this rose, yet fleece the sky ...fleece the sky I'm the hill: where poets walk and Tara lies I'm the throne: from a tantalizing glimpse ...from a tantalizing glimpse. Hear the thunder roll I am Manannan And fear the sky shall fall!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Never Blow Out the Eastern Candle [Lyrical Magick: Proscriptor, Musick: Shaftiel & Equitant] Never Blow Out The Eastern Candle Your five-fold kiss was rather invoking; Beside the chancel is your unphallic wand, And use it wisely in order to fly. MOONFIRE! ALLAXITOS! My jewel is the lust from your kiss; Your breasts made me the lover of the three-fold locus, So take thy hand and join me for elixir, And we shall ride the portentous serpent tonight. Your five fold tongue has defiled me, I'm stranded by the tree of Storax Thus, we banish your unphallic wand, In order to make our nexus ecstasy MOONFIRE! CUM TO ME. ALLAXITOS! CUM WITH THEE. NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE! NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE! NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE! FOREVER

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025