Autumn Verses - Through the Fields of Disease

It's a triumph of the silent
When the ones of war fall by the sword
When earth takes earth of a mortal note
And all of death come for their own

Those who lurk in the shadows
Watching, obtain the greatest reward
And as amongst them wolves
Lay the serpents, of this world

Even beasts seek shelter
When tamers of waves lay helpless
When vanguards start their endless slaughter
And none sees the same dawn after

Those who lurk in the shadows
Watching, obtain the greatest reward
And as amongst them wolves
Lay the serpents, of this world

Too dead to know its spring of loss

It's a triumph of sinner
When the seasons flee and myths fall
When inferiors long to rule
And towers once high are lowered down

Those who lurk in the shadows
Watching, obtain the greatest reward
And as amongst them wolves
Are no more the serpents of this world

Heavens led their fire upon once lifeless fields
Thence bred a kin whose delight was a frost on this earth

And almighty knows we wished
To see the subtle evil that profaned them to believe
That tore them to be and cursed thee

To serve from cradle to grave
Wandering
Where the sun won't reach
Still I know

Under the Waterline all life burned cold (x2)

And this Venomous chant I leave as gift to thou:
"Dreadnought be the blade and bringer of defeat
Nobly one time dead you live again by me
For you I'd walk the paths down underneath
And every night I'd feel you taking part of me
Fraught with hate I grab the gauntlet that I deem
Just to see, time did not yet come for me to leave"

It was hell on earth for evermore and death brought no relief
Greater visions came true
And vultures were fed again by thoughts indecent
And promised salvations
Fertile lands became deserts by faith
with grin converted
Children of bereavement, ye mocked by heavens
Banished with one thought in time

It's sacrifice that has to be made
With smile I seek believers

And trust me, I will bleed
This is WAR

One voice through the failure of night
The trombones of the emperor of lies
All hope is gone and one withers
In the last rays of the dying sun

And the will never leave you alone
There are deeds to be filled by evil hands
False light breeds deep in their time
While crimson roses are burning by side

And Dark Harbours of their gentle shores
Will always hold room for one more
By the time you too shall know
That the journey back is too long

The journey back is too long

Campfires - light's demise
One old man steps aside
With rusty blade in weary hand
Smells the air and does a chant

"Reap, angel, watch us naunt
Leam this night of no hope
And moon shades, before and ever on
Hail them being worth of love..."

Horns call for war, all men fall
Ever so high
And white they stand
Yet their feet will never touch this land

Hate they'll sow, and hate shall grow
On these fields shall halberds dance
With arbalests and spears
All sweeping death's hand

Frail deceased walked this path
Gazing meanness and lores of those with power
As dismal and intense they reigned
Tainted but by the ignorance of
Hallowed, to whom gods spoke once
Cursed as feeble and soon to be gone
With laughter they decried the words
And received their deliverance in death

Hark! Seldom were they seen
Before I grasped the celestial
Blade and followed the steps
Leading through heaths conquered by grief
I left all that odious
Rejected honours, and adored values
Blood, heaven's breath and pain
Infested world with wisdom I did find

Step through gates, covered emerald blades
Piercing epochs and ones forever damned
October Land

Under scarlet of moons, see if they would dance
Waking trees of the tortured
October Land

Led by other son, denying father
Baptized with serpent in hand
October Land

Souls of seven, perform an anthem
To those of night, with urge for destruction
October Land

Call me dreary
Name me after the tresholds I cross
For I know of truth
And believe in arts that were

Once sublime, now unclean and but hours to be denied
Yet not unknwon in the paths I named right
Free at last, am I not to look all as divine
From stronghold of insane knowledge and strife

And as fools leave pride while accepting grace
My disciples shall walk the ways of dismay
Through caves without end on final crusade
Spreading poems of uncreation before being laid in fervour

They'll poison your mind with tolerance

Don't follow the laws made for flesh
Keep your eyes shut to see the distress
Of the ones who call themselves free of sin and earthly fate
Show no compassion, ignore their agonies

And question not my words of disbelief
You never felt such passion towards vicious desires
Alone I hate this sea of aspirers to the throne
And pray for Uncreation, the fiery end of world

Father, lord of silence, supreme god of disconsolation
Who mankind reviles yet longs to embrace
Strengthen this purpose to dispute the belief without doubts
For two times a thousand years has been enough

Show them the ecstasy of the realm that could be
And souls that bear no less than misery
So all with no worth could behold
The most malice amongst the storms

Infuse them the grandeur of melancholy
The dismay behind that seducing light
Thereupon I am embodied justice
The divinity of solitude, the purity of privation

And beyond grace are those of untruth
Who drowned the dreams of men
By hypocrite moralities
By lies forgotten and sordid

Father, lord of silence and the supreme god of disconsolation
Did learn of pain by the one clean heart that bathed in love of God
Behind lurked evil, unlabeled by man, the demon of the light
Heart got old, weak and cold, denying the origin
Yet deep in vein beyond the pain, it knew of the grim truth within

Old one bless this hammer before end
I don't want to leave my lair when
You grant me visions of pestilence and fear
Herewith I'll own the hearten grief
Approve blood of these veins cut by knife
You were here in time before time
Her embrace no longer brings peace to me
Dagger by heart I roam the innovate way

In a hush like a hush from a chamber of death
Wailing hovered upon the neap tide
Her eyes were distant and pale by
Evoken feeling of hate and of ruin
Still I remember us hunting all life
Now I did redeem and I'm tired
Tragedy followed the nocturnal hunt
I bled in altar forbidden and numb

Weary old one did you hear what I said?
Devil lurked in me during hours of death
I never left you like others did me
Still I can't stand that preacher's disgusting reek