From Dead Temples (Towards the Ast'ral Path)

Night descends... His mantle embraces the sun Unveiling reality at last Once again... Behind one of the distant suns I know his eye lies, a black sun Many have been his names Through the ages But a mocking laughter I hear He has no name Many are his symbols But he is and he is not His shadows, terrifying visions for the fool Pleasure for the wise His folly, death for the fool Wisdom for the strong ...and the events horizon is it your ancient mind? Or is it the black gate of Choronzon? In obscure places he is adored By the lustful ways of darkness And I long for the obscene kiss That to him belongs and enlightens the necromancer His body and his mind Abode of the old ones He is one he is many and he is not... His might I feel at night A power from beyond the black gate Where he dwells And whence the beast shall be unleashed ...and I live drunk of your shadows and folly By the lascivious pleasures of evil

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

The wisdom of evil I sensed breathing the darkness Of the dimensionless abyss The place of non-existence Until I saw the horns By whose sign I denied The triple illusion of man And slayed its three symbols I inverted the paths The steep one of them Is that of the two faced king And the one which I walk Ancient goatsteps on the soil His mark on the gate to the kingly path's end Goatsteps lead into timeless chaos I'll return with the wisdom of the shadows The crossing of these paths hides a threshold Which is guarded by two horned beasts In truth they are one beast And their magickal number Is that of the King of the abyss The crossroad is named "DEATH" Darkness and silence obsess The oldest entities older than time Chaos their son slays the mind And in DEATH lies magickal wisdom I will kill what I called myself and wear your mark as my eye And wear your horns as my crown I return, goatsteps behind my steps...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

For ages my spirit slept dead In this old temple-grave Where the ancient ones of many names Sleep their aeonic slumber Forgotten by all Replaced by the illusions Of a weak race of mortals But unseen by the mortal fools Bastardized by the crucified jew Forgotten stars are forming once again The seals of those of old, in the night And, after ages of silence Goatsteps resound again Deep in the silent Woods And deep in the silence of the Cosmos Where also their Power haunts the stars again (felt) by the wise, unknown to human fools My ancient spirit is opening the tomb's gate Awakened by such uncanny sounds and magickal vibrations To welcome and greet them, by the ancient sign of the horns and witness how they will close the precessional cycle A blood-filled chalice to be offered for the aeon Ouroborous finally bites his (own) tail again Darkness returns... My spirit shall then sleep in the aeongrave again But my soul or part of it will probably live forever as god is eternal they say And my soul is his grave...

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Unconsciously and three times I entered the path Leading to the veil, beyond which lustful eyes invite me to die "fear the veil, cross the veil" I grazed it A furtive embrace with her one time then licking the veil Still keeping her virgin (oh her lustful eyes) yet not me alive As I torn the first veil Keeper of her throne and the portal of Lilith I opened in her Third Death, initiaton My three demon corpses lay on her bed Strong feeling of Power after being dead Small humanity I left behind Calm conptempt for their futility I am beyond... hail toy my dead By lust, my three dead souls I call forth They wickedly hint at the misteries of dead and beyond Yet all they shall not speak Inducing obsessions of Death I feel your desire, oh my dark goddess And I will soon lacerate your last veil To forever wander mad into the abyss Prepare the schythe my beloved...

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

"since infinite aeons away I dwell unknown in this cold dark void but touch me and you will burn" Thee I worship, oh demon star who's light is so cold (yet) by humans still unseen From among the dead flesh of this graveyard I let my eye search for the void beyond the last star A soul destroying search Again I open the gate Visions of desolation Through non-existence I behold with lust Burn... Lust... Cold... Death... Void... Endless dark... Demon... Hidden self... A scarlet portal for the whore She brings me sabbathic wine I drink and vanish Into their shadow World I am now by their side Before the stellar throne of Satan... Where Chaos Dreams Where the demons of the void create Hypnos swallow my mind Guardian of the gate Before the throne Of the dark Gods... But still my mind Hasn't reached you Yet it does burn Of the lustful fires of darkness

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Aeonic fogs have hidden The spirit of our blood for so long (yet) from distant dimensions of darkness The timeless spirit, who's guided us in the past Blows cold winds from a Place of no stars Old aeon's fogs are dissolved By winds which can light The heretic flame of wisdom again In our awakening souls Our strong fiery essence couldn't drown in their "holy" water But only stain it with wise despise Roman christendom failed, the easiest heresy Our bodies like temples Our blood ecstatic wine Sacred rapture of Fufluns Still our souls haunt The unquenchable fires, of our dead temples Let us see through the secret veils of the night Where all lies hidden, not to our eye Our dead saecula, eternally haunt time We still lurk in the shadows you once feared Our discipline was erased With the dread of parasites But we still lurk.... for ages... Preparing to feast on the useless ruins of your jewish-christian empire Caput mundi, caput iesus We crush and crush and crush...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Evoken by darkness am I And spirits of the night Demonical obsessions, macabre visions Something awaits for me in the dark Fear and lust chaos destroys my mind Feast upon me feast upon me I answer your cal and offer my body And welcome the ancient beasts of the abyss Extasis in torment whores of Satan Feast upon me feast upon me Behold the altar oh demons Behold my body and possess it Behold my mind and obsess it Satisfy all your lusts Sabbathic fires hallucinate Unhuman shapes in the shadows Smell of blasphemy from the flames Ancient orgiastic worship Reminded by the moon alone Catharsis, demon-whores torment my flesh Intuition, drunk with perversion Magickal visions I behold Feast upon me feast upon me I am your temple and your altar I am my own temple and my altar

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

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