I.

De Carne Christi

(Music: Afar. Lyrics: Lord Magno Ctesias)

Faithful defenders at your service of the flamifera cross, riding on his courser of
metal, distributing the doctrine under the thirsty terror of the bloody sword and
hungry of wealth in order to fatter and to please the great hooker to the service of
the sixtine chapel, hidden place of popes, hierarchs of the church, town crier of the
fear to the ten earthly sins veni sancte spiritus.
Dark hidden beliefs by the fear in medieval pagan rituals castrated intelligence and
ideas incinerated in desiderantes the purifyng bonfire summis affectibus pathetic
act of barbarism promoted by but the assassin of whores accomplice of torture and
death to its contradictors and detractors ofertora cheating of the spiritual dream
and the resurrection of the meat to maintain its farce of lie and deceit.
De carne crhisti blood drunk by vampires
De carne crihsti insane food wolves
De carne crhisti cradles impure of rats and serpents
De carne crhisti carrion of vultures and chakales
You drink the blood in the impure calyx, and damn by the poison of the fault of
carcinogenic party in the table of the bastard Eden, you eat, you listen to the lusty
howl and the morbid moaned one of the catholic and apostolic fervor, you watch in
the altar, fucking between beasts sinking your tongue into the purulent ulcer.
Fucking yourself on rotten and fetid meat of coward messiah, under the
unpunished glance of the quiet victims of divine horrorper saeculam seculorum.

II.

Black Mass

(Music: Afar. Lyrics: Lord Magno Ctesias)

Gloria deo domine inferi et terra vita hominibus laudamus te benedecimus te

adoramus te glorificamus te
Gratias agimus tibi propter magnan potentian tuam domine sathanas rex inferus
imperator omnipotens
Ancient rites gathering of worshipers and followers of darkness historic rebels
against the church
Persecuted in far away times and future centuries carriers of immortal flame
The black mass pagan ceremony on the Abraham stone
The black mass baptisms in blood at the altar into the circle of fire
The black mass Christian god contradiction of thy hierarchs and servants
The black massin unity of evil names, hostages of hell
Lighting spectral shadows
They burned in rise your hands hold on them the calyx
Cheers in the name of the great opposite lord of the truth and revenge father of the
perfect wisdom the vital existence
The one who tolerate the misnamed sins
Splendorous mourning star, light the path of fire and ice
Spread your shinning through the dark and light
Radiate your strength through the pleasure and the pain
Break the chains of slavery and liberate the soul
The dead voice, the silent scream.
Break the chains of slavery and liberate the soul
And heal the open wounds
Break the chains of slavery and liberate the soul
Break the chains of slavery and liberate the soul

III.

Apocalipsis

(Music: Afar. Lyrics: Lord Magno Ctesias)

Satan will release the storm and will spit venom on the earth where the four knights
will ride destroying; the seven seals will be open
Terrible karma will fall over false Pharisees
Profanation damnation heresy and blasphemy
Slavery of mankind on its knees humiliated
Under the power of divine, false empire
There will be no more prophets or religions whores
Profanations and prostitutions mankind humanity
Death with its wings will open the cemetery
The darkness will reign, false gods will die
Rotten bodies, sad shady places death
Satan will release the storm and will spit fire on the earth

IV.

Sorcerers of the springtime storm

(Music & Lyrics: Afar)

Beyond the fishes the sea stayed alone

The roots were present at the comets burial
Falling the leaves and jumping the fish
Get short vegetal breathing and freezing get cold
The savia when touched the blood of elastic thieves
A river of birds flows in every fruit
Fishes awoke with the glance of lighting branches
The roots remained awake beneath the earth the oldest
The smallest and the old ones explained
In the meteorite came the ants, from the sky, the wombs can say it, they counted
every time of darkness, sometimes, a city of bugs in a sea of land
He search under the leaves his missing arm.
The trees burned without riot but something happened, the trees almost fall from
his arms
And all so deep around the sea, the action changes to the crystal blowpipe arm,
what a color of water!, like blue sugar,
A great green shadow begins to surround him,
Faeces of ancient civilization like a fecal necessity in the air
Without the moho smell, only his head swim across the foam of long hair
He reappears dropped in the womb create the rain and the navigable rivers
Ciego casi petreo velloso de humedad el primer animal tramaba y destramaba
quien sabe que angustia

V.

When orion met the scorpio

(Music & Lyrics: Afar)

Rule the fire in western skies, the hunter chasing the prey
Impulsed by selenic lies, Pluto path has find its way
Rigel path betha orionis
Razor against poison, folding the universe when opposites wisdom engaged in a
battle forever.
Master of winter skies; raise the horizons, Agath they called
Faith, Sirius tracking the prey, the bleeding star, the razor shines
The warrior death, healing revenge
The bleeding star, poisoned himself
Now light and dark together as one, as Thet rise in ancient times
Six days of fire, gaias witness regrets delete, the Scorpio is dead
Scorpio rise and rule again, the warrior froze and took his place
The coward waits the end of universe
When Orion met the mighty Scorpio

VI.

A Pagan Myth For An Andean Court

(Music & Lirics: Afar)

We, the stones of a road you forgot

We, the shine of the gold of the dawn
You, the scum of a cross that i crock
You, the lies we the ninth declaration
A pagan myth for an andean court
A velvet veils for the numbs and the lambs
We the venom, you the last supper
We the empire, you deny and you suffer
We epinephrine, you dopamine
You the redemption, we domination
A pagan myth for an andean court
A vengeance brought with hate and honor
We, the nails in the cross, you the still spilling blood
You the eyes we the crows that you breed
We the strings, we the chord
A pagan myth for an andean court
Upraise hell on earth and divide
We, vulture pecks, you the flesh
You the fear, we the end of the spear
The onyx blade in your neck
The cryptic paint the code, the feathered snake that flow
We, the stones of a road you forgot
We, the shine of the gold of the dawn
You, the scum of a cross that i crook
You, the lies, we, the ninth declaration

VII.

Anatomy Of Melancholy
(Music & Lyrics: Afar)

A canvas made of my pain painted with tears

But sorrow my friend, dont leave me now
That remembrance takes its place
She, a silfid among the shrubs of Arnheim
A naiad buried in the valley or iridescent weed
Yes, i broke the lace in a gloomy farewell
Sub conservatione formae specificae salva anima
Dicebant mihi sodales si sepulchrum amicae
Visitarem curas meas alicuantum fore levatas
When it means pain, when it means death
The unholy tears, like blessed water
And my sulphur shadow, left behind a scar
Flimsy scar that cries, the river of lost ones
In a labyrinth inside of an aedipic shade of pale
Anatomy of melancholy taste the bitterness
Anatomy of melancholy sweet the serum of the dip
And now she sings or cries (ebony dressed)
Window shade as emptiness (inside is cocoon)
Dark caprice, a though of them (like des idees)
I smell his last perfum
And thirty two marble pieces spread over the floor
What have i done? what have i done?

VIII.

Absentia Lucis

(Music & Lyrics: Afar)

Medieval dawn, the fall of faith

Heretic fields, sowing the seeds of hate
Hermetic chambers, dealing with conspiracy
Carnival spawns of chaos and prosperity
Turning down lights of agobiation
Conforming cells of knowledge retaliation
Iluminati rex and magus by the shadows
Enthroned elites defeated by ancient wisdom
The light has failed the night has raised
As a sheltering evil as a horned damnation
Seizures codes resurrections
Pagan revelations burning Alexandria
Surviving palimpsestic
In absentia lucis the darkness prevails
In absentia lucis tenebrae praevalent
(atque in his tenebris nullum malum timebo)
Dying Apocrit and lone falling as Priscillian
Exhumate the cathar memory, let start the bonfire of revenge
Dort wo man burcher verbrennt verbrennt man auch am ende menschen

IX.

Preys For The Lions

(Music: Afar. Lyrics: Priest)

Sand spreaded with holy blood

Thats the legacy of your master, the best reward you could raise
Religious scum seek the light
Blessed by your almighty good
Pray that all your body parts remain joined, in your fucking promised land
Smile waiting your reward in heaven
Angels will take the lead trustful mist of light
Smile when they rape you over and over again
Eager of Christian flesh
Lion arrives looking with mockery
The skinny but holy prey
God, we take what you give us
Faceless god, whore from heaven cant hear you
Your sight cant protect us on earth
Even death isnt enough for believers in Nazarene word
Embrace us with your love
Same way his bastard son was protected at the cross
Holy spirit please makes us stronger
Louder you pray, harder it will fuck your ass
Holy Mary knew it well
Crowds are clamming for fun, dont worry, there are lots of Christians waiting to die
but the show will never finish
Emperor is right, die Christian die
Broken bones and crucifix, poor gift for your god to deny.