Remoti Meridiani Hymni: Towards the Magnificent Realm of the Sun
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The majestic Atuahualpa slept in this supreme kingdom Contemplating the golden light that the sun irradiated And in the empire built between the stones in this misty plateau Pachacutec rises to the meeting of the solar kingdom The incan emperor, the ancient dream in the endless nights, with the sight of shiny gates which open Before this monument vision, endless windows fly over eternal flames This walls which endless cross the immensity of the great empire, like sand Covering the green of the mountains, a black unconquerable world. Condors fly over the throne of the ancestral inca This language points out the ornaments and the pyramids built in moche Effigy in the nocturne cults Hills and valleys guard the sleep of the south emperor The receiver of the great treasure of the lost kingdom of the Chimor... Hills and valleys guard the sleep of the south emperor The receiver of the great treasure of the lost kingdom of the Chimor... An instant in the world of the forgotten eras The great warrior runs among the debris of the ruins... In hours it'll be turned to dust, fiery landscapes never to be seen again After the fall of the emperor of the south And the splendid city of monolith towers Unusual opulence, secular niches, the kingdom of the thin bloody atmosphere The black sun hides towards the zenith, through the golden camera I see... The fall black winds...bringing the prophesized ones Cataclysm and beings wearing Tumi Are seen walking on the hills The fields lightened by the primordial stars are being used... And the plains don't keep the millenary silence My funeral ritual envelops this vision And I seek the art to reveal it to the sons of this race I see shadows of the past in these sacred lands In this misty valleys, the sons of the sun used to fight The echo sounds in the mountains of the Andes The hiss breaks the sacred silence I see shadows of the past in these sacred lands And the trumpets in the face of the sun reveal the catastrophe Eras disappear like hieroglyphs.... Symbols destroyed by time Invading the city of god The voice of Manko Capac sounds and his vociferations bring the fast winds which claim revenge! The voice reappeared in the great kingdom, the pyramid of Kalasaysaya shook Then came the prophesized apocalypse and the king empire of the sun Went to the fortifications of the mountains of the moon And the trumpets in the face of the sun reveal the catastrophe Eras disappear like hieroglyphs.... Symbols destroyed by time And the voice reappeared The flutes became mute forever The knowledge illuminated the reminiscing inca Rivers of blood, scary awakening invade the ruins
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Pacha Paqarin; Liphipiríntaji; Upaykunánpaji; Runa Kamajta, Qqullúr Paj Inkan; Inti Yayanchia; Chujchan Masttarin; Páypal Chakinman, Or Qopi Káusaj; Katarikuna; Páypaj Chakinpi; Qhatatakunku. Oh, King of the stars, the sun, your shine is splendorous Illuminate Inti, the royal scepter, and the misty of the lake, the crystal universe Inti, appear in the mountains and in the golden valleys Serpents reach your feel, the gold is your tear and the Virgins of the sun your immortal brides Mighty sun, come from your radiant kingdom Pour down your splendor in the meridian lands Burn us with the fiery triumphal flame The scarlet horizon in the end of the world I raised and summon the spirits of the sacred stone of the sumptuous temple Oh, King of the stars, the sun, your shine is splendorous Illuminate Inti, the royal scepter, and the misty of the lake, the crystal universe Inti, appear in the mountains and in the golden valleys Serpents reach your feel, the gold is your tear and the Virgins of the sun your immortal brides Hails, Olija, I contemplate your earthy kingdom The Wirakocha, I am your eternal serve In the shadow waters, in the burning fire, The resplendent shine over me, I venerate the solstice in Coricancha And dance of the giants To the glory of the world of the forgotten races Known as Amairá Inti Tutayan yqelluy, Inti Tutayan (repeat)
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
I consecrate the great monument So far is situated Nimrud Dagh Marveled by the spirit of the wind, I scream beside the ruminant unicorn It reflects my spirit illuminated by the opulence Seven rays emanate from the triangle's eye Fulminating me and filling me with knowledge Clangor of shields fortify my battle I fix my eyes in millenary monuments A distant and eternal sunset The fall of the power of the light Brings the triumph of the rebel hordes I'm holding a scepter And I shout as a titan Endless storms pour down The arch opens and across it the fire And light of the fall pass My eyes get blackened due to the fiery aurora The arch opens and across it the fire And light of the fall pass My eyes get blackened due to the fiery aurora On the high plateaus, the mythic ritual begins This way i asleep the discoveries of this land On the high plateaus, the mythic ritual begins The light of the crepuscules, in the Taurus hills Inscription in the forgotten gravestone In the volcanic lost valley Monolith keep the Olmeca cult Perfection of a constellation Inside the holes they dance With the mother of darkness Cuneiform writing ennobles me, fascinating oracle... Receptacle of my solitary voice Enlarge the perennial invocation The shadow of my cloak covers the stone The omega of this tribulation Is the wonderful throne Of the ancient emperor of Ur Symbols adorn the faceless God Temporary is the vision of totems of the clan Symbols adorn the faceless God Temporary is the vision of totems of the clan Dimensional oceans in rebellion Their black waves collide with the rocks Symbols adorn the faceless God Temporary is the vision of totems of the clan Dimensional oceans in rebellion Their black waves collide with the rocks The wind blows the sand, revealing an obelisk in it Apis hieroglyphs and tales of the giants epopee Hermetic diagrams of the cosmos, opulence of the signals The wind blows the sand, revealing an obelisk in it Apis hieroglyphs and tales of the giants epopee Hermetic diagrams of the cosmos, opulence of the signals Enigmatic reminiscences of a remote and mighty past
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
Like the winds of remote eras I see the seven tribes contemplating The past and the relics of the obscure Fascination and ecstasy in the silver city Kronos, dump your antique knowledge Beyond the lands of the clouds The gold and bronze shine... Orichalchum!! I discovered the sacred hermetic symbols The codex Troano Naacal, cradle of the third root of the ancient world Eternal mystery which crosses the distant lands of the sunset Shine, petrified monuments, superb forgotten statues!! Born again in the winged hall of Corsabad, In shape of the absolute throne of the master Eternal mystery which crosses the distant lands of the sunset Shine, petrified monuments, superb forgotten statues!! A king here commands in the name of the God of the winds The silver sphere illuminates the steps of a traveler who falls in deep And I visualize an endless field down by a taciturn sadness Colossal megalithic monument (x4) You are like statues, cold to the nature wishes They see the emptiness I have the ultimate vision The unusual beauty Of the vision of the land of the fire I discovered the sacred hermetic symbols The codex Troano Naacal, cradle of the third root of the ancient world Tolteca domain...a shadow in the opaque image of the stars Tolteca domain...a shadow in the opaque image of the stars In the golden era of knowledge those which sang odes Isolated splendours Giants in the vast shadows mountains
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
The herald of darkness applaud the impious divinity I'm the host of the knowledge's voice My offer is the roar of the fire Striking the air with fiery light She dances while the cold winds sing Summoned by the Yacarcaes sorcerers Mighty ascension of the flames, Girra!! The destructions will come to my enemies Mighty ascension of the flames, Girra!! The chamber consumes, the fragile surrender Forget the sword and the golden shield Burn the white wings of the ignominy Contemplating the brandish of the torches The fire burns the chamber of the pyramid Oh, wonderful call of the southern stars
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
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