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Abstract Satan

(2011)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresRaw Black Metal
LabelsNecroterror Records
Album rating :  75 / 100
Votes :  1
Lyrics > N > Necrosadist Lyrics (14) > Abstract Satan Lyrics (8)
Submitted by level 21 록스타 (2017-11-23)
1. Introduction (2:14)
In Nomine Dei Nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi
2. Abstract Satan (4:30)
Abstract Satan: Faustian concepts.
Pills for rosaries and hospitals for temples.
Piercing needles, pestiferous filth.
Cataclysmic horrors and razors for icons...

Abstract Satan.

The nails are in; the seed is sewn.
Answers found and words made flesh.
In the absence of God, caught in the immortal coils of the serpent...
Cataclysmic horrors and dogmas refined.

Abstract Satan – Now.

Lurking... Waiting...
Some sins cannot be confessed.
Seeking... Seeing...
Some words are best left unsaid.

Cycling through all channels; third eye wide open.
Searching for...
Abstract Satan.

Lurking... Waiting...
Some sins cannot be confessed.
Seeking... Seeing...
Some words are best left unsaid.

Cycling through all channels; third eye wide open.
Searching for...

The key.

Skull for Earth, tomb for throne – ultimate atavism – (r)evolving with every sin.
Moulds are cast, skies descend...
Who dares deny the Age of Fire?
Άγιος Ισχυρός Μπάφομετ. Άγιος Αθάνατος.
Άγιος Ισχυρός Μπάφομετ. Άγιος Αθάνατος.
Άγιος Ισχυρός Μπάφομετ. Άγιος Αθάνατος.
Άγιος Ισχυρός Μπάφομετ. Άγιος Αθάνατος.
Άγιος Ισχυρός Μπάφομετ. Άγιος Αθάνατος.
3. Rising From The Earth (6:13)
From the silent screams of the stillborn child.
And from the shattered dreams of innocence deflowered...

Dæmons, madness – Rising from the earth.
Clawing from the depths at the sinews of flesh hanging above the surface.

From the glorious majesty of famine and disease.
From the righteous zeal of blackest murder...

Rise.

They engage the most painful of salvations.
Rotten icons – sigils carved into the flesh.

United in grief – with right hands dismembered, you fall.
Crushed and broken under the swinging pendulum of the end.

Dæmons, madness – Rising from the earth.
Clawing from the depths at the sinews of flesh hanging above the surface...

And with the onslaught of black putrefaction, all is revealed.
4. Golems of Flesh (4:09)
Hate materialised as a golem of flesh.
Bleeding and ever striving for perdition.
Death stigmatised these rotting limbs with marks of devotion and admission.

Pieces of flesh on this carcass of bones.
Tearing apart the chunks of existence.
Reflection in their eyes is a shadow of His disintegrating apparition...

I fall before Thee, burning sulphur.
Boiling venom in my blood.
I kneel before Thee, disintegration.
Illumination unto naught.

I bleed before Thee, flaming seraph.
Thousand razors smeared in acid.
I fall into Thee, shining abyss, I inhale Thy foul breath.

Nekrosankt.
Nekrosankt.

When death becomes the Savior, when Void becomes the Sun.
When ashes turn to pyres and every bond is gone...
When words become a hammer, when unity is ruined.
Death becomes the Prophet. Void becomes the God.

(nemA)
5. Obsidian Sphere (Psychotic Revelations) (6:13)
Hail psychotic revelations.
Shortcut to Dhyāna.
Twisting, turning, writhing within my deepest dreams.
Searching for the Obsidian Sphere...

Gazing into my own eyes as I crucify myself.
Tearing wrists from bone to escape the armature only to be nailed to it once again...

Traversing the labyrinth of everlasting wisdom – Γνώσης of the Black Sun.
Struggling, striving, endeavouring to grasp perfection that cannot be found.

Formless, yet possessing all silhouettes at Thy behest.
All power resides within Thee and Thy infinite permutations.
Searching for the Obsidian Sphere...
Shapeless architect of corruption, You reside within us all
6. From the Virulent Entrails of the Virus Christ (6:12)
From the virulent entrails of the Virus Christ, I emerge –
Regal and victorious in my utmost morbid splendour.
Bandaged in the divine innards of entropy.
To reign over thee with abject terror and immense malicious lust.

The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured.

To defend my own banner of victorious ruin, I emerge from the entrails of the Virus Christ –
Virulent yet regal as they are.
Emblazoned in viscera and shrouded in the serpentine bowels of Τετραγράμματον...

Gaping wounds that never heal.

The pillars fall in slow motion as I curse the Demiurge.
The walls of flesh, penetrated.
Destroying the creation of God...
Again and again.

Death: splendid, miraculous, meticulous.
With mathematical precision the infinite terms converge unto Thee.
Bound by no corners and ever rotating – grinding into existence forever...

The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured.
The cancer can never be cured
7. Lies of Repent Turning Red (5:08)
And for now, I should heal my wounded hands.
I will watch you down there...
Time standing still.
Staring at your everlasting end.

Putting a closure to your dreams – will make me feel alive again.
Putting a stop to your breaths – will make me smile again.

So what will it be?
Will you be praying for mercy?
Would any god be begged?
Lies of repent turning red.

Will stand aside.
Make sure to dive into your eyes.
Your very last abuser, one of the many blamed –
The reason why you would end it that way...

So what will it be?
Will you be praying for mercy?
Would any god be begged?
Lies of repent turning red.

After all, you were just asking for it.
I belong to those who see.
Thank me for being there and having done all this to you
8. Hate Manifest (11:52)
These words are razors; I'll bleed contempt with every slice.
I spit malevolence from my heretical black mouth.
Feel my pulse and touch my core within.
Let me writhe inside your welcoming veins...

The noxious air I breathe is anger.
Masturbate my chaos and I'll ejaculate abhorrence – divine.

Close your precious bleeding eyes, you wouldn't want to see.
Open your mouth to taste, swallow, devour me.
Teeth on my murderous blessings and choke on my desires...

I'll rape your ignorance, distill my essence and you'll burn.

Hate, manifest:
Χάος.

Hate, manifest:
Darkness.

Hate, manifest:
Emptiness.

Hate, manifest:
Satan.

So now take the bread that is my flesh.
And drink the bitter wine of disdain.
Let my essence flow through you...
Evangelising hate....

To be drenched in the blackening blood of hanging rotten animals.
And to be embellished with the jewels of their skeletal remains.
To be crowned in barbed wire thorns and bathed in broken glass,
With the acrid stench of urine as a halo...
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