ABYSMAL TORMENT LYRICS

1. Whispering Venomous Ones

No god scribed those deemed holy texts
Devious men concocted those words by wit and intent
Aimed to divide and conquer stone headed fools
Such as most of these entrapped souls are

No god scribed those deemed holy texts
Devious men concocted those words by wit and intent
Aimed to divide and conquer stone headed fools
Such as most of these entrapped souls are

Whispering venomous ones
Vipers with shifty tongues
Whispering venomous ones
Belching forth their lies

I pray to god to rid me of god
If I were not, god would not be either
If I were not, god will not be god
God is within, I am without
The eye through which I see god
The eye through which god sees me
They eye is the same eye
They eye of evolution

Everything is as it is and everything is not what it is
Cursed sons of the pit called because

Only the inner man can grasp this
Find the one desire behind all desires
Through nothing, I become what I am
Only the hand that erases can inscribe truth
Whispering Venomous Ones

2. Host Of The Swine

BLINDED AUTOMATA HANDS JOINED IN REVERENCE
KNEELING MINDLESSLY BUT NEVER UNDERSTANDING

HOW FRUITLESS, ENTANGLED IN LAYERS OF SYMBOLISMS
PRETENDING TO BRIBE THE ARCANE FIRE WITH EMPTY CHANTS

CONSECRATED BREAD ROTTING WITH THEIR BODIES
THE TEMPLE OF THE UNIVERSE THEY FAIL TO KNOW

AND PURITY CLAIMING TO EMBODY JUST FOR BELONGING
TO ONE OF THE UNTOLD HORDES OF SECTARIAN SCUM

HOST OF THE SWINE - SACRILEGIOUS CRIME
HOST OF THE SWINE - PERVERSION DIVINE

WE WILL TEAR OPEN THE THROATS OF THOSE WHO COWER
IN THE DARKNESS OF THEIR ACCEPTED IGNORANCE
WE SHALL TRAMPLE OVER EVERY FALSE ICON OF GOD
BATE YOURSELF IN LIVING LIGHT OR IN YOUR OWN BLOOD

CURSE THE HOST OF THE SWINE, HURL AWAY THE GOBLET OF WINE
DRINK FROM THE CHALICE OF LIGHT, CONSUME THIS COSMIC MIGHT

HOST OF THE SWINE

FOR THOSE WITH EYES TO SEE
FOR THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR

FOR THOSE WITH EYES TO SEE, LET THEM BEHOLD
THOSE WHO REFUSE LET THEM INCUR THE MIRTH OF SAINTS
FOR THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR, LET THEM RECEIVE
THOSE WHO REFUSE LET THEM BE CAST IN THE VOID

BESTOWER OF KNOWLEDGE
SPLENDOR BEHIND THE SUN
LUCIFER LOGOS CHRISTOS
ARCAN LUMINARIS

3. Communion Of Ejaculation

SMILING VERMIN ORDAINED TO SCAR AND RAPE
WHILE TRYING TO SELL THEIR CANCEROUS FAITH
WITH COCKS THROBBING UNDER A PRIESTLY ROBE
HIGH PRIESTS OF SODOMY LUSTING AFTER OUR BROOD

DERANGED CLERICS COVET YOUNG QUIVERING FLESH
BISHOPS BUSY BURRING DEEDS UNWORTHY OF APES
WHIILE FEEBLE POPES LAUD HIGH MORAL PRINCIPLES
TEACHIN ONE THING WHILE DREAMING THE NEXT VICTIM

THEY POINT THEIR FINGER AND FILL YOU WITH GUILT
MAKE YOU BELIEVE THE FAULT IS SOLELY YOURS

CENTURIES OF MOLESTATION
IN THE CRYPTS OF THE VATICAN
A CUP FULL OF MENSTRUATION
COMMUNION OF EJACULATION
THEIR BLOODY SACRAMENT
ROTTEN MOBS AND VIRGIN BLOOD
RAPING MAIMING KILLING
COMMUNION OF EJACULATION

CENTURIES OF MOLESTATION
IN THE CRYPTS OF THE VATICAN
A CUP FULL OF MENSTRUATION
COMMUNION OF EJACULATION

SODOMITE VICARS SWALLOW THE COMMUNION HOST
AND BREATH OUT THE SULPHUR FUMES OF HELL
DEMON INFESTED MINDS FRUIT OF INSANE DOCTRINE
NOTHING MORE THAN SYMBOLIC OCCULT SATANISM

AND ALL THIS WHILE THE SHEEP STILL BLEAT THEIR PRAISES
UNKNOWING OF WHAT REALLY LURKS WITHIN THEIR MIDST
NOTHING MORE THAN REVIVAL OF THE BLOOD CULTS OF OLD
SPIRITUALLY, MATERIALLY DEVOURING THEM FROM INSIDE

4. Dead In The Flesh

ADORER OF FALLACY FEEDING UPON EXTERNAL STIMULUS
LIKE PROMETHEUS CHAINED UP ON MOUNT CAUCASUS
DEAD I THE FLESH MISTAKEN FOR DEITY
FEIGN EMOTIONS FILL YOUR HOLLOW CONSCIENCE
CLINGING TO MASKS AND OBJECTS A LIFE IN SHAMBLES
ADDICTED TO IMPRESSIONS TI FILL A PSYCHIC ABYSS
AKIN TO PHOSPHORUS TRASHING AND CHURNING IN AN ICY HELL
MAN CAN'T BE STILL WHILE HE TRIES TO FILL THAT EMPTY SHELL

CARVING STAINING THAT CARNAL TOMB
CONFORMING SHEEPISHLY TO HIS DAILY DOOM
LOST IN A WORLD OF MIRAGES
CHASING REFLECTIONS IN MIRRORS

OSIRIS ENTOMBED ALIVE IN GOLD AND LEAD
DEAD IN THE FLESH
SIPPING ACRID POISON DRIPPING FROM THE SUN
DEAD IN THE FLESH

KALI BINAH REND THE CHARRED FLESH OPEN
DEAD IN THE FLESH
HORUS BE REBORN TO BALANCE THE REIGN OF SET
DEAD IN THE FLESH

AKIN TO PHOSPHORUS TRASHING AND CHURNING IN AN ICY HELL
MAN CAN'T BE STILL WHILE HE TRIES TO FILL THAT EMPTY SHELL

CARVING STAINING THAT CARNAL TOMB
CONFORMING SHEEPISHLY TO HIS DAILY DOOM
LOST IN A WORLD OF MIRAGES
CHASING REFLECTIONS IN MIRRORS

FEEDING ON HYPOCRISY AND FLATTERY OF THE SYCOPHANT
COMPETING AND FOLLOWING MORALS OF THE HIEROPHANT
DEAD IN THE FLESH

IN ACCEPTANCE OR REJECTION HIS REBELLION IS MOCKERY
BLIND SLAVES BRED TO SERVE THE WILL OF TRUE CREATIVITY

OSIRIS ENTOMBED ALIVE IN GOLD AND LEAD
SIPPING ACRID POISON DRIPPING FROM THE SUN
KALI BINAH REND THE CHARRED FLESH OPEN
HORUS, BE REBORN TO BALANCE THE REIGN OF SET

5. Metamorphis Of The Maggots

ONCE THE VIRULENT STORM HAS DIED
LIKE CRAWLING INFANTS YOU WILL STRIDE
THE HARDEST SHALL BE THE FIRST TREAD
WHEN FACING THE STEEP MOUNTAIN AHEAD

BUT BEFORE LONG YOU SHALL BE SET FREE
AS LION AND HORNED BEAST HOLD BATTLE
IN DISPUTE OVER YOUR VALUABLE CROWN
UNTIL FINALLY BOTH BEASTS LIE DOWN

EQUALLY GLAD AND EQUALLY WEARY
SOLE AND SUBLIME THAT CROWN OF YOURS
IN THE GRAY FROSTY VOID OF THE ABYSS
WATCH THE FLAME BEYOND THE WALL
RAISE THE CROWN TOWARD YOUR BLISS

ITS' TWELVES STARS FILLING THE SILENCE
AND SOLITUDE WITH A RAGING MUSIC
AND A MOTION SILENT INDIVISIBLE
YOU SHALL SIT ENTHRONED UPON THE INVISIBLE
METAMORPHOSIS OF THE MAGGOTS

YOUR EYES FIXED ON THAT WHICH IS NOTHING
BEYOND ANYTHIGN THAT THOUGHT OR TRANCE CAN REACH

METAMORPHOSIS OF THE MAGGOTS
ASCEND NOW BROOD OF THE ABYSS

YOUR RIGHT HAND GIRTHING THE AZURE ROD OF LIGHT
WHILE THE LEFT GRIPPING THE RED SCOURGE OF DEATH

GIRDELED BY A SNAKE MORE BRILLIANT THAN THE SUN ITSELF
THE GREAT OMNIPRESENT SERPENT WHOSE NAME IS ETERNITY
FULL OF KNOWING YOUR MOUTH CURVED MOON
LIKE IN A GRINNING SMILE
POISED FORWARD KISSING NUIT THE LADY OF THE STRAY ABODES
METAMORPHOSIS OF THE MAGGOTS

6. Strangled Within Coils

THINGS SEEM ACQUIRED AND MORE ARE LOST
SUCH IS THE WHOLE PLY OF THE SENSES
JUST TRYING TO ORIENT THE SELF BUT STILL EVER LOST
A WEIGHT ON THE NECK POISED OVER OBLIVION
WAGING WAR ON THE SELF PHYSICALLY ENSLAVED
BY A SHIMMERING WORLD THUS I BEHAVE LIKE A MAN IN A GRAVE
CAUSE AND EFFECT ARE THE PRESCRIBED LAWS
SELF-DECEIT AND DELUSIONS THE OPIATE OF THE MASSES

HEARKEN IN SILENCE
HEARKEN DEVOID OF SENSES
HEARKEN IN DARKNESS
SEPARATE FROM SENSIBLE THINGS
HEARKEN IN EMPTINESS
VOID OF CORPOREAL QUANTITY
HEARKEN DEVOID OF CONSCIOUSNESS

TEAR OUT THE EYES AND FATHOM WAHTS BEHIND
PIERCE THE EARDRUMS AND LISTEN TO THE HUM
THE INNATE LIMIT FALLS, FEEL IT UNBIND
PENDULUM STANDS STILL, NO AGE TO COME

FEEL THEM, THESE SPIRAL VIBRATIONS
STRANGLED WITHIN COILS
FEEL THEM, JOLTING IN THE VEINS
STANGLED WITHIN COILS
FEEL THEM, IN THE PULSING FLAMES
STRANGLED WITHIN COILS
FEEL THEM, THE PRIMORDIAL CHAINS
STRANGLED WITHIN COILS

7. Amidst Your Scorched Barren Shrine

All shall be consumed
Down to the last ashes
Malefic book of lies,
Replete with logical heresies

Profuse incoherent absurdities
And ethical fallacies
Thy cause of multitudes
To plunge unto thwarted cries

Thou shall let no tyrant god
Lay the yoke of faith on thee
Slay all paedophile gods
In their bestial semblances

[2x]
Your name will fade with time
Amidst your scorched barren shrine
Your name will fade with time
Death of all things divine

Man made rituals,
A lying foundation
Feeding on mechanical,
Mindless masses

Forget all
You know about the god of creed
Religion is
Tailored for the walking dead

For we lost our faith
In all that is celestial
All this time conditioned
Won't heal the pain

Whilst adherents are
Uttering a prayer to be saved
We lift the latch of bronze
And enter fearlessly

[2x]
Your name will fade with time
Amidst your scorched barren shrine
Your name will fade with time
Death of all things divine

8. Hang Them High

THEIR FUTILE SOBBING WORSE THAN CHILD'S CRY
WHEN THEY'RE REAPED BY SATURN'S LEAD SCYTHE
PAST PRESENT FUTURE FRUITLESS ABSENT MIGHT
THEIR END IS NIGH TO HANG THEM HIGH

THEIR AGE OF AMDNESS IS DULY OVER
DECEITFUL OF ARCHAIC MODE OF TAUGHT
FEAR, GUILD AND SELF LOATHE ALL IT'S BROUGHT
THEIR END IS NIGH TO HANG THEM HIGH

THEIR FUTILE SOBBING WORSE THAN CHILD'S CRY
WHEN THEY'RE REAPED BY SATURN'S LEAD SCYTHE
PAST PRESENT FUTURE FRUITLESS ABSENT MIGHT
THEIR END IS NIGH TO HANG THEM HIGH

HANG DOOM PROPHETS FROM THEIR LOFTY TOWERS
HANG GOLD-HOARDING DEATH-DEALERS OF BABYLON
HANG CHILD-DEFILING HIGH PRIESTS OF ROME
HANG SLY STATESMAN FROM HIGHEST FLAGPOLES

HANG THEM HIGH
WATCH THEM DIE

TIMES ARE RIPE FOR BUTCHERING CATTLE
SHOULD YOU CHOOSE YORU OWN DEMISE...
THERE ARE THOSE WHO WILL SELL IT TO YOU
AT A PRICE FOR ALL TO CONSUME AND DIE

HANG BLUE BLOODS FROM THEIR ROYAL FAMILY TREES
HANG CULTIST OVERLORDS FROM THEIR ZIGGURATS
HANG ISLAM'S INSANE CALIPHS FROM MINARETS
HANG CROOKED ZIONISTS FROM THE WAILING WALL

HEED THE PRISTINE LAW
THEIR SOULS BEGIN TO FRAY
SACRIFICE CULTIST OF OLD
UNDER THE LAW OF THE BOLD

9. Dawning New Aeon

THE SKYLINE SHONE BEAUTIFULLY WHILE ABLAZE
TWISTED FUMING METAL STRETCHED UPWARDS
EVERYTHING GLOWED WITH AN ORANGE HAZE
DARK CLOUDS OF VENOM ENGULFED THE LANDS

SIPHONING SPLATTERED RAINING BLOOD
SEWERS BELOW BECAME ALL MUDDED
I AM THE FORCE BEHIND THE SCENE YOU SEE
I WEAVED THIS WEB OF LIGHT AND ILLUSIONS
I AM THE SOUND OF A MILLION EXPLODING SUNS
I AM SHAKING YOU FROM YOUR DEEP SLUMBER

WITH A THOUSAND LONELY SUICIDES
FORCED BY TERROR OF INCINERATION
A DARK WIND BLOWS
CORRUPTION ABOUNDS
AND NEARLY ALL OF YOU ARE DEAF AND MUTE

CAST YOUR EYES TO THE CHASM OF ADEN
DAWNING NEW AEON

SIPHONING SPLATTERED RAINING BLOOD
SEWERS BELOW BECAME ALL MUDDED
I AM THE FORCE BEHIND THE SCENE YOU SEE
I WEAVED THIS WEB OF LIGHT AND ILLUSIONS
I AM THE SOUND OF A MILLION EXPLODING SUNS
I AM SHAKING YOU FROM YOUR DEEP SLUMBER
TRAPPED IN THE BOWELS OF THIS VILE REGIME

AND AS FORETOLD IT'S BLEEDING TO DEATH
BLOOD HOLOCAUST AMPLIFIED A MILLION-FOLD

THROUGH THE EYES OF THE WHOLE GLOBE
FOR MEMORY TO REMAIN AS A GHOSTLY

DISEASE OBSTINATELY HAUNTING YOUR MIND
YOUR FIERY GRIN, A FROZEN ASH SMUDGED FROWN
...AND THE DUSK'S PALE GLOW, SPIRALS UPWARDLY DOWN

10. Malkuth

ONCE MORE IT RISES FROM THE ANCIENT DEPTHS
FORCEFULLY GAUGING ITS WAY THROUGH DORMANT CLEFTS
AS ONE MULTITUDE OF MINDS REACHING FOR WHAT WAS LOST
AND FORGOTTEN IN THE SWIRLING WATERS OF THE PAST

OH HOW THE GODS HAVE FAILED
ENSLAVED IN MALKUTH
WOE ON THEE FRAIL MEN
IN THE CAVERNS OF MALKUTH

BURIED UNDER SHEER MASS OF FEAR, BLOOD, AND HATRED
SURGING, SURFACING FROM THE SUBCONSCIOUS MAUSOLEUM

OH HOW THE GODS HAVE FAILED
ENSLAVED IN MALKUTH
WOE ON THEE FRAIL MEN
IN THE CAVERNS OF MALKUTH

BLINDLY OBLITERATED BY FIRES OF PURIFICATION
SWALLOWED THE VIBRANT DARK EARTH IN COLLISION
SWEPT CLEAN BY TITANIC GRAILS IN ENDLESS TORSION
DROWNED IN THE BLACK WATERS OF DISSOLUTION

ENSLAVED IN MALKUTH
IN THE CAVERNS OF MALKUTH

PENETRATED BY OMNIPRESENT AETHER OF INTENTION
ELEMENTALLY DESTROYED AND THEN REBORN
EMERGING FROM THE WOMB OF REALITY'S VERY FABRIC
TIME HAS NO WOUNDS TO HEAL WHEN THERE'S NONE TO FLOW

ENSLAVED IN MALKUTH
IN THE CAVERNS OF MALKUTH

11. Conjured To Serve None

FATHER CHOKMAH THOU ARE I IN THE BURNING SPHERES

HALLOWED BE THY FLAME EMANATION OF KETHER

NON SERVIAM MORIAH VICTRIX VENTUS

MY KINGDOM COME,
BY TOIL AND WRATH,
OF THE DARK MOTHER,
THY WILL BE DONE,

THY WILL BE DONE, THY TRUE WILL OF THE BORN-LESS ONE
IN MALKUTH AS IN EVERY MANIFESTATION OF THE AIN SOF
THY WILL BE DONE, THY TRUE WILL OF THE BORN-LESS ONE
STRENGTHEN US AND QUENCH OUR LUST TO KNOW THY SELF

TRESPASSING BEGETS NO SCORN FOR IT IS YOUR WILL IN MINE
WE OF ASSIAH HAVE BUT NAUGHT TO FORGIVE NOR BLAME
LEAD US NOT AMONG THE BLIND HORDES OF IGNORANCE
BUT DELIVER OUR EMBER FROM THE NIGHT SKY'S WOMB

NON SERVIAM MORIAH VICTRIX VENTUS

NON SERVIAM MORIAH VICTRIX VENTUS

12. Hymn To Lucifer

WARE, NOR OF GOOD NOR ILL, WHAT AIM HATH ACT?
WITHOUT IT'S CLIMAX, DEATH, WHAT SAVOUR HATH
LIFE? AN IMPECCABLE MACHINE, EXACT
HE PACES AN INANE AND POINTLESS PATH

TO GLUT BRUTE APPETITES, HIS SOLE CONTENT

HOW TEDIOUS WERE HE FIT TO COMPREHEND

HIMSELF! MORE, THIS OUR NOBLE ELEMENT
OF FIRE IN NATURE, LOVE IN SPIRIT, UNKENNED

LIFE HATH NO SPRING, NO AXLE, AND NO END

HIS BODY A BLOOD-RUBY RADIANT
WITH NOBLE PASSION, SUN-SOULED LUCIFER
SWEPT THROUGH THE DAWN COLOSSAL, SWIFT ASLANT
ON EDEN'S IMBECILE PERIMETER

HE BLESSED NONENTITY WITH EVERY CURSE
AND SPICED WITH SORROW THE DULL SOUL OF SENSE,
BREATH LIFE INTO THE STERILE UNIVERSE,
WITH LOVE AND KNOWLEDGE DROVE OUT INNOCENCE

THE KEY OF JOY IS DISOBEDIENCE

13. Cultivate The Apostate

IT'S THE DAWN OF THE BLACK SUN
DEVOURER AND BESTOWER OF LIFE
ILLUMINATE, CULTIVATE THE APOSTATE

YOU OBSERVE AS THEY COMMAND
AND WADE THROUGH YOUR OWN BLOOD
BEFORE LONG YOU SHALL UNDERSTAND
WHAT IS IN STORE WITH THE SEEDS YOU SOW

IN WRATH AND VENGEANCE TEAR DOWN
THE BASTIONS OF THEIR GODS OF DOMINATION
BASK IN THEIR CRIES, ANGUISH AND SUFFERING
BE THE FOOL WHO KNOWS BUT REMAINS TACIT

IT'S THE EYE OF THE HOLLOW ECLIPSE
DISPENSER AND DESTROYER OF DEATH
ILLUMINATE, CULTIVATE THE APOSTATE

IT'S THE DAWN OF THE BLACK SUN
DEVOURER AND BESTOWER OF LIFE
CULTIVATE THE APOSTATE

IT'S THE EYE OF THE HOLLOW ECLIPSE
DISPENSER AND DESTROYER OF DEATH
CULTIVATE THE APOSTATE







ABYSMAL TORMENT LYRICS