 From "Iter in Obscuritates
Mentis" (1999)-
I am the equinox of emptiness
Remembrances of cruelty
On the art of suffering
Nox Mentis
Nightbreed
Semper Void
From "Daemonolatria
Hypnotica" (2001)-
A recollection of the world once called Earth
Disciples of Torment
Machinator Tormentorum
Psycho Apocalypse
Sturmgeshutz of chaos
Prolegomena of the Warfare State
Dawn to an endless night
From
"Promo 2005" (2005)
Kernel Satanika
1
- A recollection of the world once called Earth
A new endless day opens before me.
Once again I’m here to brood over
What it was that made me change my mind.
And soon it strikes me, sweet sourness of a bitter thought.
For whom, for what ...I made it all?
For whom, for what....I chose to change...the rules
For once.
Freedom should have been and freedom was
Full accessibility and a right to dispose.
A part of my sovereignty I entrusted
To the tiny striving creature
That I made to a new emperor
Emperor of toil
King of sufferings
Monarch of guinea-pigs.
A test I carried out with you
But something didn’t work.
I strive to remember
A breaking dawn…broken down.
In my blurred mind
Images alternate with sounds.
My eyes closing, I wonder
What once was and now is missing.
What I wish stays...and I wish restlessly
Created –consumed-replaced
I do and undo.
Trying to remember (but it’s too boring, too trivial)
If I had a goal (and that alone still bothers me).
A huge yawn swallowed the trick of a bastard maker.
I can be accused of one thing alone: of playing eternally.
Since eternal I am and eternal is what I make
If I want.
A tricky demiurge
That’s what I am
A flawed race
That’s what it was.
“Mankind” and “Earth” were the names I made up.
Time for another game to play
Time for another game to play!
2 - Disciples of Torment
I’ ve been taught, I’ve seen the plague
mastering prophecy and fulfilling destiny.
Ascending to unknown fields of eternal cursed suffering
We are indeed the few armed with
the source of sin
blessed by cold and wind.
Can you all ever comprehend
The teaching from a dark land?
Those cursed words infested us from within.
Lies and thorns....we spread as seeds!
Indomitable blasphemers from shattered graves
Ancestors of a fallen crusade.
As ghosts through the world, contradiction of life
Virtue of torment grown from pain and demise.
I hear the wizard call as the storm brings the words upon bewildered
Masses from the pestilential coil.
Will you ever understand
The power of blood flowing through my hands?
Holy words shall declare your defeat.
Lies and thorns to spread as seeds!
Preachers...ever waiting for the grace
Yet the wind is announcing our swearing names.
The irresistible fascination of pain
Drawn towards insanity lands once again.
Teaching revealed to blackened souls
We lay the oath for those who are bounded in thorns.
Far away, from a non-existing fate
We summon the gods of ignorance and hate.
3- Machinator Tormentorum
Here I am…
For many a prisoner of my steel rage
For me as free as a man can’t be.
For them a desperate, visionary cripple
For me a champion of evil and hate.
Dead to this world
Reborn to my own.
I savour my tasteful revenge.
Your pity I don’t need
Since humanity I lost
Yet farther my eyes now can see.
Bellator in aeternum ero, machinae bellator.
Imprisoned in my new metal world
Still boundless and almighty I feel.
Into a (h)armless human trunk I was turned.
As disgusting as it may appear
All this steel architecture can think.
For them a pitiful tank-like still-life
For me finally one with the machine.
I’ll roar my hate
My “here I am”
To you conceited animals.
Once I approached my last page
And tasted my “The end”
But some perverted bastard
Judged the game too fun to stop.
Now I’m back as a machina
And as such I declare war on mankind.
Imprisoned in my new metal world
Still boundless and almighty I feel.
I didn’t choose this dimension (this permanent prosthesis).
As disgusting as it may appear
All this steel architecture can think.
For them a pitiful tank-like still-life
For me finally one with the machine.
Forever damned who first created me.
Twice as damned who reassembled me to life!
4 - Psycho Apocalypse
A dream so intense.
Parallel existence
To his persistence
There’s no resistance.
There’s no resistance
To his persistence
Paranoid existence.
A dream so intense.
I see a new clear world
After a nuclear war.
There was a nuclear world
Before a new clear world.
Nihil tam praepostere
Tam incondite, tam mostruose
Cogitari potest
Quod non possimus somniare
Umanità microbiologica
Divinità d’immane statura
(…Realtà entropica…)
Umanità macrobiologica
Divinità d’umana statura:
Realtà entropica ciclica.
Every kind of perverse
Future possibilities.
Cross the door of my self
As I turn my psy-key.
A delirious nonsense
Of catastrophic reveries
In spiral form multiverse
Descends my insanity.
In my soul no law no fate.
In my soul half Pope half mad.
In my soul no gold no lead.
In my soul as love as hate.
5 -
Sturmgeshutz of chaos
I am the panzersmasher of your spirit
I do my blasphemies and truth inherit.
I come from a world of dread and utter darkness,
Abhorrent distortions bred from disasters.
Atomic holocaust, battlefield whores
Spawning armageddon and inflicting sores.
Humanity in chaos and blessed with madness,
Dominions of the worst immorality through ages I master!
Screaming for pain, atrocities and tortures
I slain the creed’s meat, I am your
demonic vultures.
Blackening the purity of light to fuck the human race.
We exterminate the life of all weaked ones,
To bring the word of fire on this world shames.
A mist coming from my tomb. I call...endless lust
Of blood purifies my soul.
I am the wanderer, the malignant blasphemer,
Creation bathed in blood to celebrate your total decadence.
Screaming for pain, atrocities and tortures
I slain the creed’s meat, I am your
demonic vultures.
Blackening the purity of light to fuck the human race.
Deliriums of war will be my only joy
To feed myself off dead on this
Dying soil.
6 - Prolegomena of the Warfare State
I will unveil you a world you have never known
I will reveal those secrets nobody has known
I will entrust you with my words of hate
Out of my mouth, right into your veins.
I am the hierarchy of myself
The whole which makes the nought
The ‘A’ which changes to ‘Z’
The undead dying his death.
I am the Nil embracing All
The boundless boundary
The circle turning line
A truth disguised as fake.
May my trustworthy ambiguity mislead you to the right path
And help you on the unsafe route deep into my world.
My confidence will turn your confusion into pieces of wisdom
Reassembling the whole picture to suit my taste.
Follow these rules. Follow my words
And of people I will make you be the first.
The chosen race- the chaos breed
Dreaming the dreams that dreamers never dreamt.
I will be the king, the leader, the prophet, the
You, chosen race
I, forever master
Kiss my ass!
Spit in the face of pity, abide by no fucking law
Scorn whatever measure is there to limit thee.
Imprisoned in my kingdom set your spirit free.
Let the tide flow down on your enemies
Let it crush them all!
Uncontrolled and unpredictable,
Thousands of plagues on their heads let fall!
Starting from the last chapter
back to the roots of the end.
You will rise to a new millennium
Falling on your knees.
Primo: percute
Atque impetus tuum eloquendi habitur sit.
Secondo loco:cogita
Sed tantum ut id quod fecisti gustes
Princeps, dux, rex ero
Et ut tu pleus populum aliorum,
Ita ego profecto tui non misere bor.
7 -
Dawn to an
endless night
Absconding the present
Suspended between
A cerebral future and a skeletal past.
You’ll wake up one day
Realizing it’s still yesterday.
We will give a dawn to your endless night.
Men is what we are
Neither gods nor animals.
Many are what they want
Becoming one and sometimes both.
Mean appearance
For those who look into your soul.
May you be a man?
Simply human, nothing more.
They wish to forget
Trying to disguise it.
They are ashamed, why?
Just betwixt and between.
Hypocrites! Angels made up of shit is what you are
Fools…used to the need of feeling
Free to be not well.
Bigots…holders of a never fixed truth.
Cowards…navigators of muddy minds
Fearing the flatness of the Earth.
You are slaves without master.
The guilty one suspects all.
Self-betrayers of yourselves.
Virgin mothers of fatherless daughters.
7 -
I am the equinox of emptiness
Sacred perversions follow voids of human morality
Mysteries of denied souls
We proclaim the divine holocaust
Licking the acid from my bleeding hearth
I breath the fumes of your holy burned limbs
Decay of iconoclastic oppression, sign the beautiful torment of idyllic lectures.
I bath in blood and idly ador the eternal burning flame
Lurking the blackened minds, of human remains
I return to the consacrated abyss of immorality.
Emetic kisses will cover sanctified images
Holy sodomy I invoke, filling vortexs of empty consciousness.
7 -
Remembrances of cruelty
Ancient walls of morality keeps us entangled in darkness
Dreags of society feed the morbid dream, while the serpent of knowledge
devour our last hopes of faith.
Abortions delivered from stenching cunts walk the path of glory with angels by their sides,
whispering words of wisdom.
Blessed from twisted depraved generations we scrape the bottom of this eternal despair.
Brains wrapped in purple velvet, bleed blood from the mothers of all.
I hear the call from the far abyss
My need is pure as yours
Savaging the holyness of the despised ones.
We gather to bring joy through pain.
7 -
On the art of suffering
Prelates dabbled in the gore of their helpless female victims.
Cells of priest prisons are paved with the calcined bones of men,
and cemented with human gore and human hair.
Ancient arts teached in necropolis without orizons where deads are crying in silence
And hopes fads in violence
I will murder all of you while you are leeping in your beds. I am the black announcer of your death.
Oh Satan have mercy of my long suffering, break my bones, and give me the plague,
I am the butcher's meat, and the long waited pentecostal killer.
I fill the holyfool with thorns. Take me down….Down to the ground in a garbage bag
Soulmate of the worms, sodomite of the eternal.
7 -
Nox Mentis
I call the wizard of my obscure domain a journey into darkness,
lurking into the infinite mind.
Evil ghouls haunt my thoughts and the kingdom of cherished beliefs oppress my serenity.
Grey clouds gather upon the altar, the mystic fog rises from the dark sea and the moon
Blaze through the northern trees.
Cabalistic visions fill my heads, I will never let this body rest,mind is stronger than meat,
so I deepen the blade into the blackheart, I hurt pain oh…hurt me pain.
Mental prophanity revealed at dusk,dreams begin to materialize in this sky not yet dark
Enough to receive them.
7 -
Nightbreed
Entombed in a gloomy cell, this night I hear no sounds,
and the frozen sun frown, in a melted bloody sky.
I am the sacred beast, I bring you chaos and my atrocities.
Come inside my lair, where we all drink from the chest of the pagan blasphemy.
I dress with dimness shadows and frolic in a reign of madness.
Stars that shine after the eclipse, unsheate your swords and light the flames of the immortal souls.
I carres you like a twisting serpent.
At the first ray of light you will find my empty den and I will curse your youth and reign in terror
.
Secret nights will never unveil our damned existence, from ancient darkened wings I spread the disease
Until dark muses will mourn in silence
7 -
Semper Void
From dephts of unknown pain and anguish I raise
You keep vexing me with your senseless words of piety.
I belong to the scars of thousend unknown men.
Timeless, I will stay in shadow until a break into your heart will allow blood to feed my juvenile
and perverted forces.
Tears of gall will fill the cup, and the angels of the fallen, will dance behind the black curtain of existence.
From what eyes did I drink this poisoned fairytale?
The sacrifices you are doing are keeping apart the weaks thoughts from the ancient suns.
Vacueed in the obliveon once again, I will seek faitjful dreams.
Lives ,sparkles of the eternal , will shatter mirrors of reality
The black blood will be shed, and from the verginal vestal I will drink her menstrual gift
In solitude I will whisper my terror through deaf ears and minds of wasted human remains,
falling into the infinite void.
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- Kernel Satanika
Every howl of pain is a howl of defiance
I go to the end as if there's a beyond
Just hallucinations defiance born
Deep inside the mechanism of obliterated masses
I slay last remains of human compassion
I breed holy terrorism
Kernel Satanica
Hardware dominions over desperation of mankind
Demonized instinct procedures prevails
Blasphemy on throne of evolution
Kernel Satanica
Clonation of hatred and fear
For the future of the serpent and black moon
When the world would be a flame
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