Mythos & Music: Arkham (Fra)

Arkham (Fra)         http://www.myspace.com/arkhamfr  

Obscurs et Éternels (1996 demo)

1.	Blood is Life
2.	The Haunter of the Dark
3.	Live Evil
4.	Seasons of the Underworld

Promo-Tape 1897 (1997 demo)

1.	Interdimensional Spheres
2.	Dreams in the Witch-House
3.	The Other Gods

Rehearsal 97 (1997 demo)

1.	Dagon
2.	Le Témoignage de Randolph Carter
3.	L'abomination de Dunwich
4.	Outro
5.	The Other Gods

1. Dagon

...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 [...]

Maudites soient ses choses infernales... Légions!... Mon dieu! ... Barrez-vous! Barrez-vous!

3. L'abomination de Dunwich

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.

Je ne désire plus que l'oubli.

Mythos & Music: April Ethereal

April Ethereal                 http://www.myspace.com/aehqcom  

Al Azif (2004 LP)

1.	Al Azif
2.	The Shadow of Nyarlathotep
3.	Behind the Wings of Cthulhu
4.	In the Strange High House in the Mist
5.	Angel of Light
6.	July Afternoon

1. Al Azif

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.

 

Mythos & Music: Ah Cama-Sotz

Ah Cama-Sotz    http://www.myspace.com/ahcamasotzbatsandcats

Ghost in the Shadow (2005 LP)

6. Yog-Sothot 

Mythos & Music: After Death

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.

Mythos & Music: Admortem

Admortem      http://www.myspace.com/admortemrip

Ad Extremun Supplicium (1999 EP)

1.	Nightmare
2.	Yog Sothoth
3.	Underground
4.	Yersinia Pestis
5.	Mold World
6.	Lifeless
7.	Reject
8.	The End Of Pleasure Is Pain

Mythos & Music: Adagio

Adagio (Fra)       http://www.myspace.com/adagioofficial

Dominate (2006 LP)

1.	Fire Forever
2.	Arcanas Tenebrae/Dominate
3.	Terror Jungle
4.	Children of the Dead Lake
5.	R'Lyeh the Dead
6.	The Darkitecht
7.	Kissing the Crow
8.	Fame
9.	Undying (Japanese bonus track)

2. Arcanas Tenebrae/Dominate

I see the power in the eye
I see the evil lying there
I see the horror growing deep

I see the sarcasms of your thoughts
I see the will becoming black
I see the wounds of mother Earth

How many days will I hold,
My secret mystery
Soon Yog-shotthot will proclaim king
I am the son of terror,
Mixture of beast and man
Messenger of the prophesy

Hold my tears sublime my wounds
Drown humanity in tear-now dominate

I see right through you
But my will is to dominate
I see right through you
But my will is to dominate

I see the mother giving birth
I see the child becoming man,
I see Dunwich becoming fire

I see the substance of evil,
I hear the hounds barking at night,
Invisilbe mass climbing stone

How many days will I hold,
My secret mystery
Soon Yog-shotthot will proclaim king
I am the son of terror,
Mixture of beast and man
Messenger of the prophesy

Hold my tears sublime my wounds
Drown humanity in tear-now dominate

I see right through you
But my will is to dominate
I see right through you
But my will is to dominate

 

5. R'Lyeh the Dead

Silently, it crawls, dead shadows cold as ice
Grey walls, surrounding, like a prison in hell

Rising, stronger, beyond Earth is the god,
Mightier, meaner, he's the new born master

Listen to the spells down under,
Join and celebrate,
There is no further need to hide,
Serve of the black empire
Hear the ghosts whistle sonata,
Sing and join your hands

From now one, your flesh,
Belongs to my master,
R'lyeh the Dead, soon will blacken the horizon

Look at, the Earth, pierced by rising terror,
Kneel down, and watch, the throne of your new master

Listen to the spells down under,
Join and celebrate,
There is no further need to hide,
Serve the black empire

 

Mythos & Music: A Long Forgotten Power

A Long Forgotten Power    http://www.myspace.com/officialalfp
What Lurks Beyond the Gates (2009 demo)

1. The Night-Gaunt's Flight
2. Earth Dirge
3. A Call from the Chasm
4. The Chosen
5. The Magnum Innominandum
6. Behold Yog-Sothoth Before the Gate

2. Earth Dirge

The velvet curtain of time is torn
The cage is bent
The winds now only mourn

4. The Chosen

We gather in a circle, and stand before the chasm
We cast not a shadow, holding torches high in vain
We embrace the mist, throw our torches in the void
We bring about the endtime, vow the earth to be destroyed

Father rises proudly from the world's end
Mankind writhing like filth in his caring hand
Father has the keys, he's returned from the dead
to bring his sons to victory, and bring men to an end...

Brothers disregard your robes, cast down your damned disguise
He read from the book and proudly fell, he met the father's eyes

5. The Magnum Innominandum

Father!
Return from the stars!

6. Behold Yog-Sothoth Before the Gate

The crystalline stars we once called father
fall from the heavens In great storms of flame
made of black-green filth, bringing horrors unseen
Teaching men new madness, sowing chaos

The sky lit nebula twists and tear
the great one inches through
slime and madness bringing horror
unknown bodies, new stars, a new sun

Yog-Sothoth slithers into the world
our dead world, brought back to life
through magics and unreality

Mythos & Music: Abigor

Abigor  http://www.myspace.com/abigorhorde
Satanized (A Journey Through Cosmic Infinity) (2001 LP)

4. Galaxies and Eons Decline

Hail you forgotten gods
Sleeping the step of death
Return to blood soaked power
To fierce tyrants reign
They somnambulate on burning foots prints
Haunting black infinity
The shadows beyond the stars
Unholy flesh of shoggots distorting time and space
Black tentacles atrocious – mouldery slimy trace
Recover the lands of an eons lasting dream
To enslave all mortal life
And bring madness over men
Hail you forgotten gods
Sleeping the step of death
Buried you dwell in R’lyeh
Receive my words – chaos… arise!
Winds of time chase my prayers
Through the depths – resurrect!
Wake the dead dreaming gods
Cthulhu thee who lurks beyond the threshold
Buried under black withered megaliths
Under cold and bare distant desert planets
In abyssmal depths beyond blinking stars
Fleshless bodies dream of a new return
Drunk now is my blood, opened is the path
Ancient Ones return, cosmic wrath unleashed
Shub Niggrath bleat! Yog Sothoth arise!
Voices chanting pain – scream from a thousand mouths
Forces raising dead mountains of flesh
Protoplasmic waves spilled from outer space
Transformed is my flesh, blackened now my heart
Fallen my disguise – shoggot forces mine!
The triumphatic rise of the Ancient Ones
Invading land, sea and sky in their lust for chaos…
An age of occult worship
ph’nglui mglw nath Cthuluhu R’lyeh wgahnagl fhtagn…
To flesh turned fear in grey disguise
Has lead it’s trail for eons long
And eons more it will lead on until the galaxy declines
Yet Luna splits her gruesome rains
Of light over a world in fright
And while the tides of time pass by
The grey still walks these haunted planes…

 

Mythos & Music: Abgott

Abgott  http://www.myspace.com/abgott

Abgott (2000 LP)

  

3. Disarmonic Requiem

The shadow fall
On the graves in the night sky.
A cold wind blow
and the moonlight freezes my soul.

My words are cold necromantical fog ride on the ground.
I locked in a spirit’s mirror
and in a ship of darkness I was burned.

Last sunset of the world is gone
From beyond I spread my wings
and shadow demon I’ve seen.
Demons gate over the mountain side
come forth on the wind
in the name of the ancient gods.
I’m waiting to consent my will

fire in the iced eyes
freeze.

Demons gate over the mountain side
come forth on the wind
in the name of the ancient gods
I’m waiting to… gates of hell.

I’m winter crystal eyes
cold like a stone
I shine in a new divine light…
darkness…

Fizala (2003 LP)

1.	Book 1: Orucsolledovres Azaraq's Fizala Tales
2.	Book 2: Lanrutcon Nyarlathotep
3.	Ghost Track
4.	Book 3: The Eye Yog-Sothoth
5.	Ghost Track
6.	Book 4: From Thy Beyond Shub-Niggurath
7.	Ghost Track
8.	Book 5: Aren Anul Al Ottos Ailgattab Hastur
9.	Ghost Track
10.	Book 6: Nominato Essere Deve Non Colui Htohtaza
11.	Book 7: Thy Evocation Cthulhu (Parts I-IV)

 

Book 2: Lanrutcon Nyarlathotep 

 

Hail to you blind creature of the Abyss
Hail to you human Minister
Hail to you unknown creeping mayhem
You that have furrowed millennium time
To arrived undaunted to me
and death comes through sky mind
like dark raven in the night.
Con il sangue accogliero la tua grande Gloria
Our essences are bound from immortal death madness
Hail to you eternal Emperor of the light unlight
and dead will rise from rotten earth to You
offering obscure woman's Hail
and wardrumms will play over
hymning thy unpronounceable name.

Book 3: The Eye Yog-Sothoth

 

The Beings hearth has no limits
No devils no demons in the night contemplated
By drowned sages in hate whirls terror
Knowledge of the High Race crossing the Threshold
Called from a distance of immemorial eons.
No life no dead no time no theories
I had follow your way towards us
Before you know I felt you to arrive to our own existence
Upon the unbounded cave threshold
Show Tomb Yog-Sothoth inconceivable only monstrous
Carnal trouble obscene and absurd geometry
With new blasphemous laws
Flautes too much acute, too much graves played by lunatic. Insane
Inside deep cave.
Obsessive, chaotic, oppressive
Qui la porta convessa di diamante nero
It opens wide on the abyssal endless
Space from the eternal blasphemous spaces
Leng blasphemous tangle held in life and existence by a Will
Thinking and holding it
The Guide a throne in our Eternity border line
A day spheres will be in propitious.

 Book 4: From Thy Beyond Shub-Niggurath

Here from so high pick where the raven dare

When the sky obscure itself

Wewait the night icy cloak cover the earth

A pungent death scent in the air is hold on roving breeze

In a grave silence of a dying nature

Hear out corpse tore by wolves

Spectral lament in a dense fog suffocated

From eons the Blind Sleeper

In obscure ends of the earth lies

Open His white eyes whispering words to wind

The Abyss from so far echo

Of time of a time

By iced side the Silence aeonic

From thy beyond

The cosmic silence abyssal

Ritorna a sedere sul Suo Oscuro Trono

Al Suo eterno Regno

 

 

 Book 5: Aren Anul Al Ottos Ailgattab Hastur

 

Nocturnal rustling

Demonic whispering

I see shape Shapeless wander foolish through me

Master of insanity knowing true

Of a Beast jaw in the useless human beings

Trumble, die superficial worms

You belive in thy useless, weak sense

No you won't live the Shapeless Insanity of Depth Being

It comes from the abyss

Shapeless noise I listen to time eternity balance

Now if shapeless my gaze mind leaving this world

To receive the right knowledge

Endless I am.

   

Book 7: Thy Evocation Cthulhu (Parts I-IV)

PART I:

... and with the strange aeons even death may die

The living corpse sends nightmares

the day when open is the blasphemous door to the crypt to void

stars are in propitius

complete the final act

you render honorous reay believer
Here from no place, as an abomination, comes out Terror
Here you can see the true endless horde and realize that you have no escape
In all its blasphemous Glory is manifested chaos Kingdom.

PART II:
The ancient sign
in a glade of ground, dust and stones
silent place seems Death throne
perceptible in obscurity
Beings "Buried"
in the way of the fallen sun, meditate, don't trumble
the vision can tear away your reason sucks up your brain
Meditate, till the end of the night, when sun rises behind of you.
A blood tie with undead unlife, use his powers.
Kingdom is here with all glorious blasphemy
generate new sons between humanity
A new order that adore and let adore.
A new race form the ascient descent
who fight the chains that bond the ancients away from this dimension
Let him to enter between the door endless cursing and growling.
It's our duty.

PART III:
Fai la grande evocazione
Scegli una Donna e usala per la tua evocazione

PART IV:
Finally you are arriving to the end in front of you night stands
draw fire pentacle
lay down the woman
cut kid throat
upon her let blood flowing
do mystic circles with your blood.
The moment is here: shut up, motionless.
Screaming chaos Gods adore, curse, invoke.
Unnatural silence, no place for Al Azif isolated.
An icy wind rises violent with intention awere from outsides space.
Woman, she isn't frightened, she pants, howls, shakes, she's filling.
Obscure Flames is upon her covering her obscene.
I see her opens wide mouth screaming nothing
I see her roll her eyes as white spheres.
It's stare of who have seen opening veil and comes that is over.
It's stare of who have tested Awful Action and who brings Signs inner.
In those eyes there is wild triumph overcame the test.
Damned souls hope, put down thy eyes in the presence of the living.

Mythos & Music: Aarni

Aarni  http://www.myspace.com/aarni

Demo 2001

2. The Black Keyes (Of R'lyeh)

 

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.

*

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!

*

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.

*

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!

*

"O spiritus Itnaal et Cthulhu! Accipite sacrificium ut nihil contra me et contra clavem nigrem valeat sera ubi ista clavis ponetur."

*

The Black Keyes of R'lyeh and Cthulhu arise!

*

"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

5. Reaching Azathoth

Iä Azathoth.

"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.

Under the rule of the Great Old Ones