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GrimOrion

(2009)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresSymphonic Black Metal
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Lyrics > A > Amethista Lyrics (18) > GrimOrion Lyrics (9)
Submitted by level 21 록스타 (2017-09-10)
1. Under(e)mension (6:44)
Vivid recollection of this legend
Unwise spending the time into the bowels of though
I'm dead with the Sun over its golden sunset
Charon with ramhead has managed my boat
Through the stormy sea...

He has showed me the nocturnal land
Here the justice of life comes back
Declare the name of the door you want to cross
A rock bed for who repudiates his own heartbeat
In a ghostly lawcourt
A grave made of barren and hard sand
Men torned to pieces by geniuses in the deepest dark
Black Sun of midnight guide my hand
In the place where the screams are the evil bread...

The eternal sleep... at the late hour...

I hear their cries, I see their raw flesh
I'm just a pilgrim through the reign of deads
Your insistent plea is quite worthless
I only have one more knife for the mob of deads.

The eternal Evil... at the darkest hour...
The jaws for you destroying your own blood
The sickle for you, subverting the order of time
Tortures and pains touching no bottom
Sacrifices for the master of life
I adress the deceiving streams
In a delta of temptations
When trempling stars appear
In branches of costellations...

My ferryman enters the way for nowhere
An ancient coil placed on Chaos' vortex
So I'm waiting in a static cold
For the beginning of the great war...
I see a passage through the double Sfinx
Wake and warm up, see my giude coming
The Serpent threatens me with its screams
But my Lion roars in its firm grip...

The infinite circle... In the hour of the silver Mercury

A mirror of the land that now is desert
I'm just a pilgrim through the reign of deads
I take the place of Shu, I'm his priestess
I only have one more knife for the mob of deads.

Struggle with me, primordial instinct
Morbid circle of eternal becoming
Grant a flower for Venus still dressed in blue
I haven't got any prayers for you
Perceive the hills, they foretell the reincarnation
Along the body of the sky I can see the solar gestation.
2. Augusta Taurinorum (6:57)
Line between many dimensions
Crossroad of millenary processions
The spoon full of the medicine
Cradle of the world I will leave
A spectre goes out from your borders
Here is my Muse protected by your five corners
I here your calling from the underground
Where the lost obelisk utters the mute sound.

A dark lady toats your powers for the believers on forgotten admissions
She's turning to the greatest river which always cleans the caves of wisdom.

Your grey wind blows
From the Eye of North.

A dark lady toats your powers for the believers on forgotten admissions
She's turning to the greatest river which always cleans the caves of wisdom.

Indestructible Augusta, Perceptible Augusta
Augusta your decorum, Augusta Taurinorum.

Where the Fish is sculpted the entrance is denied
So the Aquarium rises without delay
Living, born from the cristals under my feet
Geometric signs, land of mysteries
Guardian Angels show the hidden way
Believers celebrate your name on Friday
Into the lost villas which sorroud you,
My ancient splendour...

Where the Fish is sculpted the entrance is denied
So the Aquarium rises without delay
Living, born from the cristals under my feet
Geometric signs, land of mysteries
Guardian Angels show the hidden way
Believers celebrate your name on Friday
Into the lost villas which sorroud you,
Decaying portals of ancient splendour...

Majestic trees drink your deep affliction
Majestic branches show my direction.

Noble paradise I saw
Where coloured flowers grow.

Mute is the rock inside the cold floor
Magic the air which knocks on my door
Just three turns around the great stone
Walking along the streets which I belong.
3. Grimorion (6:10)
Every tear has become blood, every crystal has dissolved
The wall in your tomb has disgregated
Reveiling an ancient
An open way for the curious man...
A mistery hidden into space's bends
Consider your cross, avoid the glances of the ghosts
Seven Kings are waiting for your requests inside the dim vision of the dreams
Invoke their Names... Show your key.
Invoke their Names... Show your key.

The source of eternal youth gushes from your will of truth
Your desire has been hanged up by a twine
A root feeded by the last vital fire
Sacred and primordial beat, rich of convulsive energy!
Sacred and primordial beat, rich of convulsive energy!
... Stars are trembling in the sky
Shocked by the ancestral words
I know them powerful, belonging to a cry
The lost language be your sword.

A direct thread made of Flame,
The reflection in your frightened eyes
Ordai Alim will open the gate... let the Black Sun rise
An open way for the curious man...
A mistery hidden into space's bends
... The red waters of your pact
Will flow in the mouth of knowledge
Your creed will go out from the trap
And your birth will be revealed
Three eyes to see Orion's ray
Vital creature of magnetic weave
A parchment which bears your Name
And the eternity will sets you free
Drink their philtre, it cancels the space
Sweeter than the nectar
You've never tasted.

Your Name to see beyond the line of the world
Your Mark and your Soul
To belong to Orion
A Grimorio for Orion...
4. Teogonia Pt.I - Zero (3:42)
Into the womb of perfect things
Attracted by a misterious gravity...
I was sleeping but I was awaked
Into my deep second life
When creatures wearing white vests
Brought me to our ancestral birth
At the moment of inattention I've perceived
The sound of something...
Infinity...
Indefinite...

Over the conscience of sin and limitation
Passing on frequencies before all Gods' creation.

Forgotten, Vortex through the times
Revolving the black lost image
Create! The Mystical Blind
He can see everything in His dark fate
5. Teogonia Pt.II - Cosmic Evilution (7:21)
I've covered insidious curved into the universe
In the mirror full of the four elements
Inside abstract backgrounds, pictograms of light...
Where amazed eyes noticed my shadow
Far from my short existence
I've learnt the lost languages
Sacred truths buried in Agarthi for centuries
In front of the Demiurge,
Over many black lines...

I walk along the steep path,
Between insanity and my life
Ineffable, volatile track,
Mirror of sense in my hands
Forgotten, Vortex revolving through the tims
Create! The Mystical Blind
He can see everything in His dark Fate.

I feel coming up the boiling cauldron
Generating shapeless figures
Mystical symbols embedded among themselves
In an ancient and solemn plan
I've perceived Ineffable's voice
Fill the empty with the sound of your thunder
A reign for the time which goes by...

Pandora's vase yet in the kiln
The names of high hierarchies
Whisper me the truths of the world
Mould my earth with your vibration
And with the black waters which closed in
Open your insane creation.

One masturbation of infinite grace
The Dawn of Devils and Gods
The perfect circle
In which none shades
Impressive, pleasure-seeking Lord
Destined to know and see
As the prophetic plan wants
A titanic supremacy.

You possess the first page
Of the work written by Toth
The microcosm
In which your sons have fought.

One masturbation of infinite grace
The Dawn of Devils and Gods
The perfect circle
In which none shades
Impressive, pleasure-seeking Lord
Destined to know and see
As the prophetic plan wants
A titanic supremacy.

Order the raising of the groun
... which produces...
... the first Boundary...
6. Teogonia Pt.III - Fury (9:16)
The same thought source of rivalry
A cacophony of sounds full of identities
When the four winds rage from the fronts and fight
Closed in that whirl of hooded knight
I rise my fortress on the wake of the noon
While they ride again the horses with big hoofs
... One quit moment before the storm
Passion sons of an ancient Father dethroned
... One quit moment before the storm

You've destroied the sacred temple made of thorns
Bringing fire and gloomy passions
Show me your house and your formations
I'm the damned race, progeny of
The peawful with the iridescent fan
On the side of the illusory rainbow
Which waves among the unending controls
When your mind doesn't touch your ground anymore
You will understand the autogeneration

I walk along the steep path,
Between insanity and my life
Ineffable, volatile track,
Mirror of sense in my hands
Forgotten, Vortex revolving through the tims
Create! The Mystical Blind
He can see everything in His dark Fate.

Run, pawn of an invisible game,
Run little flame in the chessboard of the blames
Move your steps in the fury of the whirl
Untill Parcae will cut your thread
Fight against the time which would have you weak
The great Kings are awakening
Raising their head and breaking seaquakes
To create again Eden without teachings
The moltitude of colours kept into the moonbeam
The energetic code of the vital magic grid
While Maat observes this war covering Earth and seas...
The latter branded on the obscure brow
Is the sign of everything they have known
Conspiring brothers are waiting for the time
In which the bells will announce the destruction
There's no peace in the fields but just raw confusion
And the night lasts a moment creating the illusion
... One day you'll hear a voice whispering:
Fight for me under the red rain
Kill with my sword, be part of my Legions,
Destroy the one who spread the pains...
Is not yet the Dawn, that's the reason! -
Marching a new morning has become,
In your icy Hell I feel my inner pale Sun.
7. You (5:41)
Torture inside my sleeping mind,
Your perfume memory of a far time
Eternal anger!
It can rest over your gate
Hostile creature!
Thrown into Oblivion in front of your door
Strong by your art, before it's too late
Stop my pain with the pure energy you give off...
My furious eyes,
You... fiery side
The wine in your glass in my precious key
Your violent kisses the chrism to fly
Otherworld glance, a delicate tinge
Cold the house where you reside.
You my breath,
You... the revenge
My furious eyes,
You... fiery side.

Arthemis' son, you can hear my voice
Custodian of mountains, you are my choice.

We brush the humid and cold ground of the cemetery
With hungry eyes like two growling beasts
The flowers fall down from the mortuary rusted vase
The dark Moon presides over our scarlet lust
Sacred secret Mantra written along the nocturnal path
Into the well which dispels every doubt
Saturn searches us and grants our will
In the deepest night charmed by the recall of magic.
You my breath,
You... the revenge
My furious eyes,
You... fiery side.

Angel grown in a world without sky
Demon of black flame let me die
Arthemis' son can you break my chains
Mystical reflection of my blood and veins.

My shifty shadow your image's getting thinner
I remember our embrace sustained by Winter
Walking among the trees show me my destiny
Your dress of Light sign of great divinity
A cold stone will guide us eternally
We'll be two stars far from this galaxy.
8. From December to Tregenda (8:35)
Black shadows in a circle after midnight
Ghostly creatures dancing around a bonfire
The perfume of poplar and bay in the air,
Travels inside my soul and in my desires
The dance is pressing, cold desert reigns,
I push my steps over the veil
A tregenda told in the fluid of my obscure force
I enter your world, the flame of the great fire lights up my face
I recite the sacred words, dark embraces my body and shakes my Fate!
... Turning around the trunk of the ancient walnut...
Bring me, nocturnal fly, where I can hear the funeral bell
Going beyond the line which divides my mind from Hell
A Tregenda comes...

Our holy meeting won't end in the dark
The eternal precious past will live with us
Moon reflected on our palms raisen to the sky
The eye steeped in the hot colour of the fire
A Tregenda comes.... A Tregenda comes...

Adoring our melancholy friend
I remove incautiously the Evil seal
In his arms we will see the end
The malediction through the Times I feel
A table adorned in red captures my glassy stare

"In the morning of Bride's day
The Serpent will leave it's den
I shall not disturb the snake
And it shall not disturb me then."

The wolf howls to the violent rhythm
Of the drums which are moving beated by breeze
Drink by my bowl the wine of the feast
Follow my figure through my dense mist
I know the image, you're the King in North of the ancient world
Destroy my cage, write a melody for me, played proudly with deads' bones
Signs of blood marked out warm in the innocent snow
Another God blows inside the wood over the invisible door.

When the pale first February comes,
Tregenda, the Chaos in me.
The vivid breath of the new Dawn,
Tregenda, it's what I feel.

A legend for the human race!
A mask of Serpent on my face!

Oh, Goddess rise from your torpor,
Tregenda, the Chaos in me.
I'm waiting for your magic hold,
Tregenda, it's what I feel.
9. Augusta Taurinorum (feat. Flegias) (Edit Version) (5:13)
10. Candles (3:45)
I believe in doom searching in occultism
I have found the way lead me among the witch
Exist another world plain upon material
Populated by spectral apparition
Objects of the power symbolism occult
Under the influence of the firmament

Hidden by the wise illuminated soul
Out living in time into manuscript
Medianic contact danger's divination
Shadows evocation I've got warning doom
Warning about existence foresee pain in life
By someone is deny this is pure black magic

Obsessed by necromancy
Obsession for Necromancy

It's a true reality living in cemetery
Implication of the birth is the death
Phenomenic wall of cadaverical sleep
Catelepsy is a strange state of necromancy

This is not worship this is not submission
This is divination this is knowledge and wise
The fictitious world is yetziratic
It's an atavic truth it's for me a mission
Mortuary is my mind my think in life is death
I'm a tormented soul I live in damnation
11. Maniac (Michael Sembello cover) (4:40)
12. Obsessed by Necromancy (Mortuary Drape cover) (5:06)
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