After Death (USA) http://www.myspace.com/afterdeath Vibrations (2000 EP)
1.
Intro
2.
Nocturnus
3.
Jesus Will Weep Again
4.
Invocation to Cthulhu
5.
Temple of Cthulhu
6.
Cthullha's Astral Mix - b.tr.
Retronomicon (2007 best of/compilation)
1.
The Calling / Lords of The Black Path
2.
As Below So Above
3.
The Star Chamber of Isis
4.
The Secret Cycle
5.
Birth/Death Intro
6.
0-2
7.
Astral Staircase
8.
Reviving The Gods
9.
Consumed By Fire / Sulphur, Mercury And Salt
10.
Darkness Intro
11.
Nocturnus
12.
Jesus Will Weep Again
13.
Invocation to Cthulhu
14.
Temple of Cthulhu
3. The Star Chamber of Isis
Priests of Heliopolis, Holders of the Secret Feast, Embalmers of the Ancient Sect, Perform the Holy Rite of Death.
The Veil that holds the Holy Gem, In the blackened land of Khem, Taken from the Pharoah's brain, Leads you to the Astral Realm.
Behold I dwell within The Star Chamber of Isis
Beneath my feet is the sandy silt of the Sacred Nile
It's halls are long and narrow, with corridors that gleam. It's walls are like silver, that illuminate this Holy Place.
As I approach the entrance, to the chamber within. I give the secret sign, to the guarded door.
Behold I dwell within The Star Chamber of Isis
Beneath my feet is the sandy silt of the Sacred Nile
I come into the presence, of the Ancient Gods. I ask them to bestow on me, their wisdom, power and seed.
I feel their energy pulsing, in my heart and veins. As the sleeping serpent, travels to my brain.
The wisdom that they gave me, the visions I did see. The gateway to the soul, now I have The Key!
4. The Secret Cycle
The end of an era, the Sign of The Fish, as the cosmic wheel turns through the vast Universe.
The secret 13th sign appears in the sky, Ophiuchus Serpent Holder will return again.
The date is set in stone monuments, from many cultures around the world.
The calendar ends, but not as time. A new cycle begins, as The Aeon arrives.
From the Western Ocean the Dragon appears, as he emerges from his watery womb.
Lightning strikes as tides rise, volcanoes burst as the earth cracks.
The skies will open, as the sun disappears, in an infinite void.
The stars will rain down, upon the black earth, when Typhon takes his throne once again!
The Ancients have returned to take their place, as they enter the Crimson Gates, to travel to the world through the spaces inbetween.
Emerging through the angles that are unseen, freed from their dark abyss, awaken from the cosmic depths of space.
Come to wreak havoc on the human race, the Stellar Cult takes it's place, when the Stars align on that fateful night.
As the Aeon of Osiris dies, and a new one begins, resurrected from the past again.
From the Western Ocean the Dragon appears, as he emerges from his watery womb.
Lightning strikes as tides rise, volcanoes burst as the earth cracks.
The skies will open, as the sun disappears, in an infinite void.
The stars will rain down, upon the black earth, when Typhon takes his throne once again!
The Great Old Ones, from The Book of Dead Names, are called forth, by the Typhonian Cult.
Ophidian Current is raised, through the Secret Formula. The Gods take shape, out of the Primordial Chaos.
Yog Sothoth appears, as Master of Himself - Nyarlathotep appears, in the name of Creeping Chaos.
Cthulhu appears, from the deepest abyss - Hastur appears, from The Star Orion
Shub-Niggurath appears, goat of a thousand young - Azathoth appears, Blind God without End.
The 13th tribe comes forth, a new race begins, as an old one ends.
The Gods now take posession, of what was once theirs, from The Beginning and until The End.
When it's cold and the ice grips your skin
Few can stomach how harsh it is
In the woods lurks a great old one
Who can scare the flesh right off your bones
A ravenous spectre
Walker on the wind
By many names it's known
But nothing's more fearsome when its face is shown
You'll fall to your knees and beg to
The god of the cold white silence
A frozen giant with a heart made of ice
Hideous flesh eating creature of northern desolation
In a land so cold
Its story told for hundreds of years
A horrid giant born from the snow
Face to face you'll be torn apart
By its claws or merely its gaze
Under black skies treads this grim arctic god
Oh great old one, god of the lost
Long and bitter winter
At the mercy of the arctic gods
God of the cold white silence
Here Waits Thy Doom (2009 LP)
7. Snake Fighter
Surrounding coils
Asphyxiating strength
Hold your breath
Before they sink their fangs
Resist the poison, break the snake
This is your calling
To stop the cobra's charm
Pierce your skin (it preys upon your neck)
Venom, it burns (the toxin works inside you)
Paralyze (crushing its grip)
But it wont take your life
In the darkest places
Children of Set
Father king of all that slinks
A tyrant god is near unleashing
Crush the serpent
And all who do its will
Treacherous is the cult
With influence reaching far
Do not be led to follow their path
Infiltrate the temple
Defile their holy things
Silence the hiss
Of the forked tongue that brings
Formidable power few dare to defy
You are the one who can fight back
It tries to hypnotize
Distract your mind
Do not look into its eyes
Caress the scales
As it slithers in your hand
Break its neck
The killing blow you strike
Five hundred years has gone since I summoned thee, I learnt all thy lore and made everyone worship me.
The Picatrix of Dee, which thou didst give to me, made me grow tentacles and helped me conquer eternity.
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The Black Keyes of R'lyeh and Cthulhu arise, bring about your glory and our imminent demise,
The Black Keyes of yore rising from the sea, give me true power as promised by Johnny Dee!
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Now thou art dead, yet I live forevermore. I became the shoggoth-master and Deep Ones hold me in awe.
"Alterius non sit qui suus esse potest", Paracelsus stands by my side because I resurrected him.
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The Black Keyes of R'lyeh and Cthulhu arise, bring about your glory and our imminent demise,
The Black Keyes of yore rising from the sea, give me true power as promised by Johnny Dee!
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"O spiritus Itnaal et Cthulhu! Accipite sacrificium ut nihil contra me et contra clavem nigrem valeat sera ubi ista clavis ponetur."
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The Black Keyes of R'lyeh and Cthulhu arise!
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"Alterius non sit qui suus esse potest".
4. Persona Mortuae Cutis (orig. "Dead Skin Mask" by Slayer)
'Yog-Sothoth est clavis portaque'
Cum primis digitis cutem mulceo; bladus carnis mortuae frigidaeque mihi placet
Imagines provocatives, fili delicati, odos placitus in face Lunae
Salta cum mortuis in mei somnis, aures praebe clamoribus cavatis
Mortui animam meam ceperunt; temptamen curam perdiderunt
Risus simplices lumina psychotica eludant, amitte totam curam animae
Ratio de-clinat, lumina vociva creationes capiunt
Salta cum mortuis in mei somnis, aures praebe clamoribus cavatis
Mortui animam meam ceperunt; temptamen curam perdiderunt
Cum primis digitis cutem mulceo; bladus carnis mortuae caldae rationes pacificat
Membri incisi me ornant, cutem ante me adulor
Salta cum mortuis in mei somnis, aures praebe clamoribus cavatis
Mortui animam meam ceperunt; temptamen curam perdiderunt
Salta!
'Yog-Sothoth est clavis portaque'.
Aarni / Umbra Nihil (2002 split)
1. Ubbo-Sathla
"...For Ubbo-Sathla is the source and the end. Before the coming of
Zhothaqquah or Yok-Zothoth or Kthulhut from the stars, Ubbo-Sathla dwelt in
the steaming fens of the newmade Earth: a mass without head or members,
spawning the grey, formless efts of the prime and the grisly prototypes of
terrene life... And all earthly life, it is told, shall go back at last
through the great circle of time to Ubbo-Sathla." - The Book of Eibon
"That last amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and
bubbles at the center of all infinity - the boundless daemon sultan
Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in
inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time amidst the muffled, maddening
beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes." -
H.P. Lovecraft
Duumipeikon Paluu (2002 demo)
5. Reaching Azathoth
Tohcoth (2008 LP)
1. Coniuratio Sadoquae
To you, Great Unnamable
The sign of the Black Stars
and the Sigil of toad-shaped Tsathoggua
The summit of knowledge is to know nothing
and the reward of sin is life
Thus we travel to the stars
3. Riding Down The Miskatonic On A Dead Thing
Omnimantia (2008 EP)
03. This is Not a Mask
We seek the face behind the masks of existence and non-existence
Yet, behind the innermost mask, we find stark emptiness.
Yet...this is not a mask
In this masquerade we wear masks over our masks
Yet, behind the innermost mask, we find stark emptiness.
Yet...this is not a mask
The King In Yellow in us asks:
"Can you see the masquerade for the masks?"
Yet...this is not a mask
You are now free
07. Lovecraft Knew
Every man is an island, an island of ignorance; it was not meant that we should voyage far. Islands of ignorance...
We are a mere horde of apes (bunch of simian fucks) and it was not meant that we should voyage far; our emptiness screams at the very stars.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
Frosty from the interstellar void undescribable presences loom overhead; liberated mankind fucking and killing in mirth.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
Their titanic masses tip our planet's axis; cyclopean storms and monstrous waves come crashing.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
At last tectonic convulsions mark the end of terrene life.