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(Act One: Κnow Her) - The Phenomenon
Robed in white, whom Erebus begot on Night
Laugh at Her, make Her drunk
Saving oneself, salvation needs the Omega
The puppeteer asks for Her to play … no one moves the feet of Fates
The woven hands Are named … how fool a god can be
The Fates being adorned by Thee … darkness enlighten the skies and She
Confront this view, it will always be
Triple fold Her voice unfold
Listen listen listen and be
Of all the fools, who’s spread upon thee?
With love or hate, no god command thee
Of all the wise, who’s spread upon thee?
With love or hate, men command thee
Virgin, mysterious, would loved to be a whore
Beautiful, moonfaced, paled She was born
Maria, Mania, Lamia
The children of Them recall
The prophets protest and lo!
Love them, feed them, love them, feed them…
The children of Her adore
A prophet wasn’t before
Hate him, kill him, hate him, kill him…
(Act Two: Praise Her) - The Noumenon
Hymn to Thee:
Aporia il e denblaha
Aporia sah e denblama
Mas en vuj otrio vastenm
Mas en iftehn lodriann shir
Cktenddet vorsimen!
Cktenddet vorsimen!
Cktenddet vorsimen al!
Cktenddet vorsimen peg al!
One is Her nature, of three Her disguise
Three is Her nature, one Her disguise
Salvation meets the Omega
Praising upon in bowing scene
With heart detached, self surrendering
Rays of neon lights repelled
Accustomed Oneiros before Her hair
The age of youth it’s old so old
Para-morphosis exposed
The age is old so old to cry
Thus smiles upon where She dies
Meta-morphosis denotes
Momentum three times evoked
Losing it, finding it, losing it again
Salvation removes the Omega
Hymn to Thee:
Aporia il e denblaha
Aporia sah e denblama
Mas en vuj otrio vastenm
Mas en iftehn lodriann shir
Cktenddet vorsimen!
Cktenddet vorsimen!
Cktenddet vorsimen al!
Cktenddet vorsimen peg al!
(Act Three: Kill Her) –
The Existenz … Alas! Is no more
Thou art! Her dream of knot
Thou art! Her act of stop
Thou art! Her flesh is not
Thou art! Her horror dome
Thou art thrice better and She is three alone
Thou art before the rope …
Her crave is no more
For what was always I
A Fate to adore
The Fate of mine
Her promise is no more
For what is breathing … dying
A promise to adore
The Fate of mine
Her beauty is no more
For what is attracting … lying
A beauty to adore
The Fate of mine
Her fate is no more
No more Her fate dying
What I used to adore
Have the voice of mine
Perfect endless observances
Rays upon the bloody Throne
Beautiful, cynical, rewarding
Her humble smile
Aesthetically, asthmatic, gorgeous
Her death in processes divide
(Act Not: Epigios) – The Irreversible Predominance
A sacred spring forced Her to my spine
Once being not, I was not made to be
Shapeless flames forming fire
My spine becomes volcano
Lava erupts!
(Act Not: Apogios) - On Nature
Listen, and I will instruct thee—and thou, when thou hearest, shalt ponder—
What are the sole two paths of research that are open to thinking.
One path is: That Being doth be, and Non-Being is not:
This is the way of Conviction, for Truth follows hard in her footsteps.
Th’ other path is: That Being is not, and Non-Being must be;
This one, I tell thee in truth, is an all-incredible pathway.
For thou never canst know what is not (for none can conceive it)
Nor canst thou give it expression, for one thing are Thinking and Being.
...And to me ‘tis indifferent
Whence I begin, for thither again thou shalt find me returning.
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Moerae,
track released March 25, 2015
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