Ebon horns herald the onset/ Of the third age of despair/ Eldritch forms scorch mountainsides/ With their dread stellar hooves/ The firmament shudders with all the madness/ Of extrasolar conquest/ Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!/ I can't see/ Through this fever dream/ I can see/ Through this fever dream.
The strangest rumblings, underground
That old crow Titus, he knows the sound
Three thousand miles, across the sea
Something stirring, the legions deep!
Cthulhu rises from his grave
The Lord of R'lyeh lives again
That not dead, eternal lie
And with strange eons, even death may die!
Once saw the horror, made from clay
And cherished madness, ´til this dark day
Now after a million, sleeping years
We all shall realise, our deepest fears
A shape immortal, a dreaming god
Tentacled horror, raise pseudopod
And ive the hail, dark rage unfurled
Servants of Chaos - to take the worlds!
A sunken city beneath the waves
A hungry horror - destruction craves
A Strange dimension, an outer dark
Ye gods of evil, this power hark
Upon the surface, Cthulhu rise
And once acknowledged, the fear dies
Through Arkham madness, and lunacy
In gibbous frenzy - we are free!
5. Dagon's Bell
Grey sombre bell
Tolling weird foglight
Follow to dwell
In the weeds of her caress
Gold in her hair
The priestess is calling
In darkness she glows
In dark spectral bethel
Submarine churches
Order esoteric
Mother Hydra´s spell
Coiling in old father Dagon´s Bell
My body bursts and swells
in unknown calling
Transformed into
Oily wrath of the sea
Submarine churches
Order esoteric
Mother Hydra´s spell
Coiling in old father Dagon´s bell
10. Crom's Mountain
I have lived a varied life but never gave
Quarter to any man, nor been a slave
Made many journeys from my homeland
Now, across the border of death I stand
Lightning strikes!
Biting through mist and shadow, Raven's wings!
Beat darkly in the gloom, Grim corpses!
Surround him on his iron throne
A heavy hand! Hammers down my doom!
On Crom's Mountain!
I was a mere boy, when as a man I stood
To repel invaders from our land of woods
I cleaved many a skull, before my sixteenth year
A long and bloody path has brought me here
YE SHALL BE JUDGED MORTALS!
I grant thee a boon now warrior stand,
To rejoin the world of men,
To venture forth in the realm beyond,
To reap more souls for Mount Crom.
Your passion be fire, and your will be ice
I give you your strength and that will suffice
Trust not women, nor wizards, nor gods
Never give up, whatever the odds
CROM HAS SPOKEN
And so, I was born again, born on the battlefield, son of a blacksmith!
So Crom did grant my fate to the Steadfast Ones
Eternal Lord of Mist
To have my name bound in their iron book
Was yet to be my heritage
I'm Alive!
...Et sous le silence d'une lune blafarde, j'ai fermé les yeux sur un étrange horizon...
...I know not why my dreams were so wild that night But ere, the waning and fantastically gibbous moon had risen far above the eastern plain. I was awake in a cold perspiration determinate to sleep no more...
Then suddenly I saw it... I think I went mad then.
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not find me. God, that hand! The window! The window!
2. Le Témoignage de Randolph Carter
La dalle une fois enlevée, une sombre ouverture se révéla, d'où s'échappèrent des gaz et des miasmes si nauséabonds que saisis d'horreur, nous bondîmes en arrière [...]
Dans le silence de cette cité de la mort, blanche et déserte, mon esprit concevait les plus horribles fantaisies, les plus horribles illusions. Tandis que les tombeaux et les monolithes bizarres semblaient s'imprégner d'une personnalité hideuse [...]
Nor is it to be thought than man is either the oldest or the last of earth's masters [...]
H.P. Lovecraft -1928-
Yog-Sothoth connaît la porte,
Yog-Sothoth est la porte
Yog-Sothoth est la clé et le gardien de la porte
Passé, présent, futur, tous sont un en Yog-Sothoth
...Negotium perambulans in tenebris...
Wilbur! , ton père vengera ta triste mort,
Les anciens, ton frère et ceux du dehors!
Et, quand sur le haut de la colline,
Les cris de ton frère retentiront.......
5. The Other Gods
''The moon is dark, and the gods dance in the night;
there is terror in the sky, for upon the moon hath sunk an eclipse foretold in no books of men or of earth's gods... There is unknown magic on Hatheg-Kla, for the screams of the frightened gods have turned to laughter, and the slopes of ice shoot up endlessly into the black heavens wither I am plunging...
Hey! Hey! At last! In the dim light I behold the gods of earth!''
Arkham / Nuit Noire (1999 split)
1.
Arkham - Interdimensionnal Spheres
2.
Arkham - Dreams in the Witch-House
3.
Arkham - The Other Gods
4.
Nuit Noire - The Castle
5.
Nuit Noire - La Crypte
6.
Nuit Noire - Haunting Shadows
Malédiction (2000 demo)
1.
Le Témoignage de Randolph Carter
2.
The Haunter of the Dark
3.
L'Abomination de Dunwich
4.
The Other Gods
5.
L'Appel de Cthulhu
6.
Night Gaunts
7.
Dagon
8.
La Pierre Noire
2. The Haunter of the Dark
I see things I never knew before
Other worlds and other galaxies
The lightning seems dark,
The darkness seems light...
I have seen the dark universe yawning
Were the black planets roll without aim-
Were they roll in their horror unheeded,
Without knowledge or lustre or name
Sense of distance gone
Far is near and near is far
No light- No glass- That tower- Window!
I am it and it is I...
I see it - coming here - hell wind - titan blue - black wings - Yog-Sothoth save me! (Azathoth have mercy)
Ô! , Palpables ténèbres, infini tombeau où mes pensées s'égarent!
Ô! , Insondables abysses, où le Chaos défait le néant,
Faîtes que mon âme perdue, puisse dans vos secrets jeter un regard
Et fuir par le rêve cette vie qui me ment...
Et toi, stupide aveugle tu me laisses seul!
Pourtant je suis le poète maudit qui chante tes louanges.
Ô, Infâme tragédie déchirant mon linceul!
Mais un jour, Azathoth, le Chaos, ton royaume
S'étendra comme jadis : Folie, Ténèbres et Mort!
5. L'Appel de Cthulhu
''That is not dead wich eternal lie,
and with some strange aeons even death may die.'' A. Al Azred
''...In the elder time chosen men had talked with the entombed Old Ones in dreams, but the great stone city R'lyeh, had sunk beneath the waves, and the deep waters.(...)
... But memory never died, and the city would rise again when the stars were right.
Then came out of the earth the black spirits of earth, mouldy and shadowy, and full of dim rumours pick(ed) up in caverns beneath forgotten sea-bottoms... ''
Ô Cthulhu!
6. Night Gaunts
Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,
And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell.
They come in legions on the north wind's swell,
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare's well.
Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Were the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But oh! If only they would make some sound ,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!
H.P. Lovecraft
From Fungi from Yuggoth (XX)
8. La Pierre Noire
De noires créatures des Temps Anciens, dit on,
Se tiennent encore cachées
En des recoins obscurs et des mondes oubliés,
Et en certaines nuits, des portes s'ouvrent encore, pour libérer
Des formes que l'enfer renfermait.
- J.Geoffrey -
J'ouvris les yeux sur aube encore blanche
Et, toujours le monolithe se dressait,
Haut et silencieux.
Les danseurs ici avaient bondis et hurlés,
Du sang avait coulé au pied de cette pierre,
Sacrifice ignoble, souffrances juvéniles.
Mais nulle marque sombre, nuls caillots de sang!
Rêve maudit, atroce réalité?
Spectres impurs d'époques lointaines.
Ignoble fragment, tu n'es qu'un clef!
Sois maudite, sombre pierre,
Toi aussi, Ô triste lune!
Ils dansent,
Ils dansent autour de la pierre!
Ils dansent,
Ils dansent autour de la pierre noire!
Chapter III, The Madness from the Sea (2004 EP)
1.
The Call of Cthulhu
2.
Nemesis I
3.
Dagon
4.
Quelque Chose...
2. Nemesis I
Par delà les portes du sommeil gardées par les goules
Après les abîmes de la nuit à la lune blafarde
J'ai vécu des vies sans nombres
J'ai sondé du regard toutes choses
Et je me débat et je crie jusqu'au lever du jour
Poussé à la folie par l'épouvante.
J'ai dérivé sur des océans sans fin
Sous des sinistres cieux aux nuages gris
Que déchiraient les complexes éclairs
Qui résonnaient des cris hystériques
Des gémissements de démons invisibles
Surgissants des eaux verdâtres.
H.P. Lovecraft
4. Quelque Chose...
Depuis tant d'années j'espérais ce moment
J'ai trop rêvé de cette chose dans ce cercle infernal
Et dans cette maison je l'ai trouvé,
Je sens le vide autour de moi, je deviens le vide!
Au dela des dernières portes de la folie elle m'attend.
Les ténèbres et la lumière, le temps et l'espace
Dans toutes les dimensions, dans les multivers
Le chaos et le néant se sont réunis et je m'avance.
Là où le sombre est plus que le noir
Là où rien est quelque chose
Et le sombre est plus clair que la lumière
Cela fût, cela avait toujours été là.
Car son monde est un monde plus noir que le noir
Et plus sombre que le sombre absolu.
climbing from the crypt of unworldlystone
r'lyeh, our priest's tomb at sea
abomination of octopus, dragon and man
even the whispers burst ear drums
a simple gaze will drive you mad
arcane monster from an arcane cosmos
Dream Cycle (2007 demo)
1.
Dream Cycle I: Of Dark Minds and Madness
2.
Hiemal
3.
Skin
4.
Catharsis
5.
Dream Cycle II: Scorched Earth Vision
6.
Skyline
7.
R'lyeh
8.
Dream Cycle III: The Awakening from the Grand Delusion
7. R'lyeh
Arise R'lyeh
Come Forth Cthulhu
What is Not Dead
May Eternal Lie
And With Strange Eons
Even Death May Die
Arise---
Come Forth---
Show Us The Seeds of Madness
Sow Them Unto Our Sanity
An Unfathomable Noise
Everlasting---
On a sun burned plain
Where the thousand years sand hid the ruins
Of the city of columns where
No man has ever lived
I stand in the middle of the circle of salt
I draw with my crow claw
The name of the ancients
Who are remembered only by the time
In the name of Nyarlathotep
I conjure Yog Sothoth
"The one who lives among shadows"
To show me the way
I tremble seeing how the eye of the moon
Uncovers pale stumps of the ancient city
Like claws of the gigantic corpse
Shining venomous glare of decay
I fall on my face, in the middle of the circle
I twist and twine in pain
Something stitched my bowels
Like oil, was poured into my bones
Heaven was covered by the misty glow
Stinking and cold - unimaginabily evil
"The one who has no name" noticed me
From behind the abyss of time and the angles of space...
I heard the hum of worms
And the flapping of millions of small wings
I know that my time is running out
Becuse "The one who has no name" leads me...
For my name is Abdul Alhazred
And I wrote down the names of unknown creatures
I will be cursed by nations and gods
As long as the human race thinks that it rules the world...
2. The Shadow of Nyarlathotep
He is beside skulked not hidden
He looks and listens for the omen of the right time
To open the gates for them...
He is not a guard of the gate
He is a silver key
Time and space are his poisoned arms
He is the essence of the old gods
Everything and one - Nyarlathotep
In wisdom and madness of the ancient Arab
His true name is buried
And christened by the blood of millions unknown races
It is a stigma of evil in the ocean of the Universe
I got to know his mystery
Living messenger of gods
Who can see with our eyes
Dreams our dreams
Breathes the same air...
He became a human assuming the form strange to his nature
Stepped down among humans
He is everyone and he is in everyone
Close is the time
When the human hands
Will uncover twisted, sparrow-hawkâ's claws
And at night, in the mist tangled by the poisoned wind
He will find the gates older than the human race
Behind which, the tangles of Azathoth twist...
...he departs to his branch
The black emperor of not extinguished flames
In the smoke of incense, among the whispers of priests
The stigma of his name will remain marked
Pronouncing his blasphemous name
You make him present
Beware, beware, then he will see you
Only the engravings tainted by his shadow remained
In the ruins of forgotten cities
Hidden in the desert sands
And in the abysses of the deepest oceans
The frosty Kadath called him
Out there, he awaits the time
When the Earth will be young again
3. Behind the Wings of Cthulhu
Through the night howl in the sky
Through the hoof-beats of thunders
In the cry of the unborn child
In the shadow of the past
Beyond the thin line of the horizon
Beyond the most daring visions of poets
The myth that reached the verges of everything was born
Ate the gods and cast the shadow over the universe
And in its shade was born again
Being absent, it wanders among us
Dwells in every atom of the world
Deludes minds and souls
Of the sensitive creatures that call themselves
Its chosen ones
Now, it is a source of knowledge for us
Showing us the way we will walk on
Pointing the goals we want to achieve
In the shadow of its membrane wings
As long as the abysses of the ocean
and curved spaces of the universe
Remain undiscovered mystery
So long as he remains the first god in the pantheon
Forever
When you will see a phantom shadow
In the night sky beware
Even if it is only a dream
You will recognize him seeing his washed away, full of tentacles face
And the pair of membrane wings
Which will tuck in the night and the world and you
It will be the time of the awakening
Of the great Cthulhu
4. In the Strange High House in the Mist
I got through the wood with difficulty and I climbed the steep peak to reach this place. On a loft of The Strange, High House in the Mist I found the fragments of many books. Rotten pages that turned yellow and time also didn't spare its breath. In the candlelight I turned half faded pages full of strange signs and words in a language bearing no resemblance to any of human ones. It was early when I began to watch the signs but when I opened the window to feel the sea-breeze I saw darkness and a winking eye of the full moon. It's time to go. I thought, when suddenly my eyes spotted a rotten page on the floor. It was as if older than the rest, filled with writing in even more unearthly language. A few sketches were there too. They looked at me in a strange way. Like bugs. Having grabbed that page from the century old dust, I looked at it carefully and I understood every word. Maybe because the air became heavier. I've seen those signs before although in my dizziness it seemed it was a million years ago. I fell on my knees, staring blankly at the yellow-gray, stiff page. I saw peaks covered by snow, the whole mountain massif topped with Cyclop like buildings, flying creatures with membrane wings and shoggoths emerging from festering seas. Spires of unfamiliar cities, strange trees and conscious plants. I saw all of that disappearing in depths of the ocean. Being on the verge of madness, I turned the pile of the old pages like a sleepwalker. What was before? What was after? The first ray of sunlight got through the open window. It hit and restored my consciousness. It was just a moment, but long enough to abandon that side, to escape far, far away from that madness and never to return again. Many times I described The Strange, High House in the Mist to the local old men, but they all claimed that it doesn't exist. Only the one with one eye whispered to my ear that on that difficult of access mountain-side, on a feast-day, unfamiliar sounds can be heard, strange brightness can be seen in the sky. And his ancestor is thought to mention something about the strange, high house in the mist.
Remember the first eons
Oceans overlayed the earth
Origin of all, world of darkness
Abyss of horror from depths
The cosmic horror is sleeping under the surface
Degenerate cult remember of his sleep
The are waiting for the stars to be at the right place
A vodoum night under the moonlight
Celebrations of the deep ones!
Dead, under the oceans
Waiting, peuplant vos reves
DAGON, de profondis profonde
R'LEGH, dwelling from depths
CTHULU, IA PH'NGLUI R'LEYH (bis)
Angeldeathhttp://www.myspace.com/angeldeath518 Screams From Beyond (2003 EP)
2. The Black Gate
Ia Cthulhu,
Great spawn of the abyss.
I summon thy presence,
Come forth and manifest.
Thou that lies dead and dreaming,
Hear thy serpent call to thee.
Open up your blackened gate,
Hear me, Lord of Dreams.
Dead gods of ancient Earth,
You are their highest priest.
You are the oldest one,
You are most ancient of all.
Calling on your demon god,
May your kingdom rise once more.
I summon, greatest god,
Pass this gate, let us dream.
Blood spilled on your ancient altar,
Blasphemous rites call you now.
Pass this gate of damnation,
Dream eternal death.
Master of our highest god,
Lord of Darkness.
Zi dingir Cthulhu kampa,
Listen and remember.
3. Divine Sacrifice
In the mountain tower,
Tortured screams be heard there.
As I descend to Hell,
Gifts of blood I offer.
In my chamber, shackled,
Here I await my pain.
Bring eternal horror.
Now the ones awaken.
The Ancients have been calling from their highest throne, Amongst the clouds.
Eternities of pain to the ones who will not follow,
Burning infidelities scream from the pits of flame.
Pray with us to Azathoth, your father has no mercy.
Here I lie tormented,
Forever damned to pain.
Fires burning brighter,
Victim of their faith.
Sacrificial slaughter for the higher gods,
Human blood the nectar of our ancient ones.
Blissful sleep of dreaming in your catacombs,
Awaken to accept our gift of blackened souls.
The Ancients have been calling from their highest throne, Amongst the clouds.
Eternities of pain to the ones who will not follow,
Burning infidelities scream from the pits of flame.
Pray with us to Azathoth, your father has no mercy.
Cast your spells upon the mass of infidels,
Christians burning on the cross of blasphemy.
Fires burning high up in the ripping sky,
Blood running down upon the heaving Earth.
Bound and gagged for torture,
On my knees they whip me.
Crying out to their god,
Ancients come and claim...me!
4. Spires of Inferno
Marching on the ways of death,
Screaming souls ablaze.
Spires of inferno,
Dancing in the sky.
Pillars reigning high,
Carven and grotesque.
Depicting the Great Gods,
Burn the false within.
Spires of inferno,
Standing eternal.
Bellowing smoke from the great abyss,
An effigy of the blasphemous.
Called down the from the waking world,
Damned to bondage, feast for ghouls.
Writhing in the flesh and bone,
Of those before now stain the throne.
Spires of inferno,
Standing eternal.
Bellowing smoke from the Great Abyss,
An effigy of the blasphemous.
Pillars reigning high,
Shine your mercy down upon me.
Kneeling at the bleeding altar,
Endless night within the pit.
Prancing to the demon piping,
Mindless God, you are great.
Pass your gate, chant aloud,
Mourners of the end of Earth.
Marching on the ways of death,
Screaming souls ablaze.
Spires of inferno,
Dancing in the skies!
7. Abominations
Blazing fires in the sky,
Spawn of Satan, Christians die.
Azathoth, our Mindless God,
Rising forth in burning fog.
Children,
Demon spawn.
Children,
Infernal dawn.
Praise the Beast,
Chant his name.
Demon piping,
Rebirth has come.
Born again,
Within the flames.
Cleanse our will,
Kneel and pray!
Open up the gates of Hell,
The ghouls and ghasts who toll the bell.
Calling on the demon child,
Abominations running wild.
Blasphemy,
Rites of fire.
Blasphemy,
Cut your flesh and pray.
Praise the Beast,
Chant his name.
Demon piping,
Rebirth has come.
Born again,
Within the flames,
Cleanse our will.
Kneel and pray!
Blasphemies down from the sky,
Starborn sin with wings they fly.
Pentagrams inscribed on the altar,
Ia Cthulhu kia kampa.
Die upon the cross of lies,
Demon flames that burn your eyes.
Endless gulfs devoid of light,
The chanting grows, the ancient rite.
Call forth the demon spawn,
Consumers of the damned.
Call forth thy cleansing flames,
Make pure this sacred altar.
Praise the Beast,
Chant his name.
Demon piping,
Rebirth has come.
