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Vinum Intus

(2011)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresSymphonic Black Metal
LabelsWoodcut Records
Album rating :  89.8 / 100
Votes :  4
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Vinum Intus Lyrics

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1. A Living Grave (6:41)
I am many and we are one
Seeketh I must and findeth we shall

From the tunnels most abhorred
I, the unclean, once crawled forth
Dripping with fluids repulsive and vile
Haunting the night, ravaging minds

The stench of human fear is addictive
A source of bliss there is in each victim

Waiting for that moment so sweet to arrive
When you are lost, that's when I'll strike

I am many and we are one
Taketh I must and feedeth I shall

...and feedeth we shall!

Though I slash you open
and brand my mantra on your skin
It's not your flesh I'm after
but what lies deep within

No force, no light, no flame
Just a dead soul in a living grave

I am many and we are one
Taketh I have and returneth we shall
2. With a Thorn In Our Hearts (7:32)
From the shapeless seed of death
grew the most dreadful wonder
Towering unseen over all existence
Its roots are wrapped tight around creation's throat
and God's all faces drown in the shadow of its crown

In waking...
In dreaming...
In dreamless sleep we're drawn
by signs and fate towards that vast sinister source

Attempt to approach in hope of consolation
and lost you'll be in the freezing wasteland
but come thirsting for unearthly strength
and you may find the bliss that never ends

A venomous thorn from its blackest bough
is buried deep in the chests of the chosen
Piercing the side of the heart every time it beats
Never to let us forget what we truly seek

Sanci Satanae plena sunt omnia
Letum et dolor lumen sunt in gloria

Invoking...
Beseeching...
In prayer and rites we're torn
Reborn and slain again by that transforming force

And the song of ravens keeps raging on!

Come and harvest the fruit of rebellion
Partake in the orgy of apotheosis
To stand upright and to choose your own way
Eat of this offering and nothing will be the same

Kingdoms rise, kingdoms fall
yet the tree of light is florescent forevermore

A venomous thorn from its blackest bough
is buried deep in the chests of the chosen
Piercing the side of the heart every time it beats
To wake us up from this cursed cosmic dream
3. Only the Reflection Bleeds (6:40)
I fell... and I arose
and fall I shall again, choosing so!

The deeper the cut
The deeper the scar
Each arrow of strife just hardens my shield
Replacing soul's rags with an armour of steel

I bleed... but not to atone
Pain is my patron, ever be it so!

Sealed is my fate, thus it I embrace
It's carved on my heart and runs through these veins

Ignite me, Father, for I yearn to burn...

The graver the loss
The greater the gain
Bane is a blessing to those who can see
That no trees will rise unless the seeds cease to be

Profanity's lead turned to spiritual gold
Through the death of vain roles true destinies unfold

When you wish to liberate a man
destroy the world that surrounds him
And when you seek to crown a god
slay that man that has bound him...

Slay that man that has bound him... still!
4. Under the Arrow Star (5:43)
Red is the winding way that leads me to the gate
And black the path beyond
Running through unknown plains
In the heat of combat, in all untamed love
To fall like a warrior is to rise like the sun

For the one that truly has awakened to know
In the strangest patterns the cosmos unfolds
Even the most wondrous chimeras of flesh
In the eyes of a true beholder equal nothingness

In the fort of eternity is my home
Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne
I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below
In this magical universe I am alone

With the wine of attainment the earth will be fed
Where I shall once fall rewarded with death
A thousand vultures will haunt that place
Each taking a beakful until bare bones remain

In the fort of eternity is my home
Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne
I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below
In this magical universe I am alone

Place thou upon my altar the head of humility
and in a cup beside is the blood of mundane dreams

In the fort of eternity is my home
Upon the triangle of ice I have set my throne
I follow not the ones above, nor lead those below
In this magical universe I am alone
5. Our Ascent of the Tower (2:26)
Climb, climb
Make thy way up the spine
Bless the crown with flames
and midst them set thy throne
Light, light
The pyres of the sight
By the virtue of this union
The keys we now hold

The one coiled about to spring
Open that which is below
To that which is above!

The saviour within
Adored are thou

Rise, rise
From the depths of the mind
Awaken from the slumber
For the hour has come
High, high
To the arch of the skies
By the turning of the wheel
Thy reign has begun

The one dead but dreaming
Open that which is above
To that which is below!

The saviour without
Adored are thou
6. Wine Within (4:38)
For aeons and aeons
We've witnessed the journey of the sun
and the moon voyaging across the sky
and still we know that neither shine forever
...forever like we shine

We keep the water of faith flowing
for that is dead which stands still
In the ceaseless act of going
hides the key to doing our will

Wed are the lunar and the solar
Silver and gold are mixed together
The left and the right turned into one thing
The wine within

For countless ages
We've experienced the wonder of birth
and death cutting down life's puny weeds
and still we know that neither are eternal
...eternal like our deeds

Deep into nightside's icecold womb
With dark intent we plant these spells
As magical seeds shall they strike root
in the soil within ourselves as well

Wed are the lunar and the solar
Silver and gold are mixed together
The left and the right turned into one thing
The wine within

May the opposer
drink deep of this sacrament
As a token of our oath to Him
We formulate this offering
7. For Thirteen Moons (7:56)
Thrice - anointed with the elixir of offering
The candles around me have nearly come to life
And as the salamanders are dancing their magic
my elven angels paint the walls of this shrine

Here I sit at the confluence
of the old and the new
At the crossroads of all
that is not and what will be
Each fiber in my being
resonates with the objective
This art is my temple
and none other shall I need

Life force is spilled, the intent voiced
Strong is my will, may all hindrance recoil

Awaken and will a flame...
And a flame will awaken!

Words vanish from sight
Blood becomes ash
Amidst the thickest black
is seated the shining Baphomet
Channeling the blessing
Casting the curse most grim
So that I may approach the void
and be that much closer to Him

Life force was spilled, the intent voiced
Strong is my will, may all hindrance recoil

Awaken and will a flame...
And a flame will awaken!
8. Triunity (5:55)
A time tailored after an ancient design
With stellar formations positioned aright
Mercilessly pound the hammers if sin
Forging into form the dusk on Adam's kin

In silvery streams the earth now bathes
By their touch feathers turn to scales

Unhallowed goddess, all nightmares at her feet
A perfect sanctum for the master's seed
Wet with divine lust, all lesser wants forsaken
Herself she opens as the shadows awaken

Behold the beast, behold his queen
Behold their pact of obscenity

Bow your heads down...
To her, the anointed harlot
To her who is forever lewd
and to him, the venom of God
To him that can't be subdued

In unison their psalms all ravens intone
Across the dimensions this hymn now flows

And the day of the scythe in ushered in...

Exalt the beast, exalt his queen
Exalt the one that completes the three

Raise your cups high...
To her, the darkside's whore
To her who is of the night
and to him, the heart of blackness
To him who begets the child

In their towers made of severed heads
They are high enough to touch the moon
As monoliths have now arisen
The ones cast out from heaven!
9. The Way of the Scales (7:05)
My voice is fire and the wind is my herald
Watch the world burn as I start to howl
There's a sense of loss in its ashes' warmth
but also freedom from what weighs us down

The quintessence of the thirst for knowledge
fuels this toilsome journey through hell
It is the purest venom from the forbidden fountain
The serpent's dew that awakens the self

Each step further from Eden is a step of a dawning god
No true crown can be granted to a spineless heap of mud

I have listened and I have heard
I have watched and I have seen
From the shadow I began to learn
The dark, the black and the spectrum between

I dived deep into the oil-black waters
Not to drown and vanish but to surface on the other side
Sinking through blackness, so dense and cold
To seize the gift of birth through demise

Those who approach perdition from new angles and sides
can once through the depths reach the apex of heights

For certain I simply cannot know
what will await me at the end of this road
But be it a scepter in my hand
or the kiss of an axe on my neck
Proudly I have traveled there
and my fate I shall gladly accept
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