BESTIA ARCANA LYRICS

1. Hellmouth

Consummatum est! The weight of long years is upon us now
The entirety of ages but a falling

Dreadful compression, inevitable pull of the abyss
A singularity of pain and anguish

The mouth of Hell!

The age of wrath is upon us!
Who will withstand the fires of the judgement?

The age of wrath is upon us!
Who will withstand the fires of the judgement?
An aeon of wrath is upon us!
Who will withstand the fires of the pain?

What hope for desiccate husks? A sea of moldering bones and ashes
As dry dust are we become, yet as tinder awaits the flame!

An aeon of wrath is upon us!
Who will withstand the fires of the judgement?
The age of wrath is upon us!
Who will withstand the fires of the pain?

Gnashing teeth of Hell, grinding all to residuum
The tower is broken, we fall headlong into desolate depths

"Term of all that liveth, whose name is Death and inscrutable, be thou favourable unto us in thine hour"
"Term of all that liveth, whose name is Death and inscrutable, be thou favourable unto us in thine hour"
"Term of all that liveth, whose name is Death and inscrutable, be thou favourable unto us in thine hour"

"Then arose the Great Dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and the garden was made desolate"
"This is Leviathan, the crooked serpent"

"This is Leviathan, the crooked serpent"

A holocaust from on high, flaming triad descending... flaming triad descending...

"He bowed the heavens and came down and the darkness was under His feet
He hurled forth his lightnings and destroyed them"

"Before Him went the pestilence and flaming fire went forth at His feet"

Consummatum est!
Presentiment of dawning dread, pandemic revelation

For the world shall end in conflagration!

Consummatum est!

Shadow of the Sun! Seat of the avenging one!
High priest of the Silent Temple of Death!
Glory of the Sun! Sword of the avenging one!
Guardian against the multitudes that sleep through the light
Amidst the flames, a dreadful wail, in myriad tongues resounding, yet...
The smoke is rising, rising, rising!

2. Obscurator

O, bleak stars of revelation shine!
A dread name given to these dread signs
We align our hearts within the darkest node
Resplendent with the rays of Death's abode, crown of the dark face of God

Neigh traced to completion through the black ogdoad
Masks of discord, despair and fear

Whom art your word, your lightning spear that strikes down the ramparts of all men
Praise to He, whose hand lays upon us all, impenetrable veils through which we fall

O' Great Obscurator, your light hath darkened the world
As the ancient Drakon's coils unfurled

Falling down through aeons from the vault of heaven
To devour the Earth 'neath clarion horns of Seven

Enemy redeemer, they curse You
Enemy redeemer, to You I bow
Enemy redeemer, they curse You
Enemy redeemer, to You I bow

O, bleak stars of revelation shine!
A dread name given to these dread signs
We align our hearts within the darkest node
Resplendent with the rays of Death's abode, crown of the dark face of God

O' Great Obscurator, your light hath darkened the world
As the ancient Drakon's coils unfurled

Falling down through aeons from the vault of heaven
To devour the Earth 'neath clarion horns of Seven

Masks of discord, despair and fear
Whom art your word, your lightning spear

That strikes down the ramparts of all men, offered to seven maws with horns of ten

Praise to He, whose hand lays upon us all

3. Howling

Behold the dusk that swallows all
With the devouring of the Sun, harken to the baying
The clamor that is rising above all empires
For it is the howling of wrathful Gods

Blooded and glutting, hear their gospel clearly, for it is the litany of the world
Behold the dawn, Sun of Death rising, the heart of Hell

Shining perihelion of the Inferno's sum
All eyes shall upturn to be blinded by its light, as it turns all lands to shadow

Son of Death risen, to make a throne of desolation

Beneath an escutcheon of carrion wings upon locut winds, for it is the age of blood

Blood that drowns as deluge in storms unceasing, washing over all

I hear the Gods clearly, they are wanton
I hear the Gods clearly, they are feasting

I hear the Gods, I hear the Gods clearly, above the din of nations
I hear the Gods clearly, they are howling... they are howling...

4. Iniquity

What a glorious end we have reached that it should hold for me upon its horizon's

Storms illumined red, O' Heosphorus, and ill stars pulsing
Their bleak light shed, enclosing heaven's arch, the cosmic tomb

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord, our hands are full of blood"

"Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire
Your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate"

"We should have been as Sodom, and we should have been like unto Gomorrah"

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord, our hands are full of blood"

For we do delight in the blood of lambs
Let the devouring sword that falls from your mouth fall unto us
We would wield it against nations and like unto you, who art nemesis
We "prepare slaughter for the children, for the iniquity of their fathers"

With our breath we stoke the embers of Tophet to furious blaze
And alight this darkest night, with the offerings of your kin

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord, our hands are full of blood"

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord"

They are all sick with madness like unto Babel
Their words hath become confounded like unto Babel

The tower is crashing down and within its ruins they will name us devils as we garb ourselves in demon skins
We must become as asuras, by needs we must be as titans

We must uphold the Sun

Black with wrath, as it burns this world to cinders, a thousand swords our crown
We must uphold the Sun, black with wrath, as it burns this world to cinders, a thousand swords our crown

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord, our hands are full of blood"

"Our hands are full of blood, oh Lord, our hands are full of blood"

For we do delight in the blood of lambs
Let the devouring sword that falls from your mouth fall unto us

"Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire
Your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate"







BESTIA ARCANA LYRICS