Kataklysm

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Bringer of Order! He will shake the earth....
By his chant.... Purest warrior...shall rise...
THE MYSTICAL... Godly...he shall be fierce!
His breath will be part of the CATACLYSM...
Kindness over all... Same age as his guider!
Translator of beyond in his WORD...
Apprentice of life! Knows to respect me...Me...MY MAGIC...
I am thankful for the gift...
...You'll be proud! I will assure this....I PROMISE...
May my wrath be fruitful...
WISE! REMAIN HIDDEN... Men storm with ME...
Human follow this WAR... Beyond the CATACLYSM
THE REBIRTH VORTEX OF CREATION (TRILOGY)



2. Mould In A Breed
(Chapter 1 - Bestial Propagation)

Beneath the dark earth... Under the black seas...
Underworld reign in ground below!
In a promised realm lies a race?
Gargoyle beings roam within...
The fertile valley of...existence.
Their colonizing approach assault the sources...
The valley torn by the masterful beasts!
The wilderness life potential retrieved from their vitality.
For aeons...the force has been drained.
Misused selfishness of the center's resources!
Mightiest thoughts?...wish an ultimate control.
They developed this new energy.
That occurs to be a malformation...
Among them spreads...the winged gargoyles.
I KNOW POWER...one of them said! *" I VEST TAS..."*
He speaks for it's kind. The unawaken part of the race,
Followed the winged ones... Downward their disastered fear...
The valley has been marked with death, in it's existence.
The foul stench of steel, rusted the nature's life...
The domain's virtues loosing their colors, fading from fear...
Their fungus sets in the valley of purity...
By bruising the clouds above...deep below the world! Underneath!
A hopeless mass obscured by thousand shadows...
Crushed by the ruling winged masters...
They...who simultaneously banish themselves!
To raze their everlasting underworld...
The essence of the existence wasted to immortal destruction...
The exploitation of the infinite well of resources?
...Dying, but closing itself upon the gargoyles...
Sealing them...in their proper earth... Over earthworld!
The claim of the valley...the claim? Life. DEATH! DEATH! DEATH! Dead.
You'll stay like a being... You'll suffer among yourselves...
With your new replenished energy! You'll decompose all power in reign...
Reversed effect on my soul...
Your bright plunged world of doom! ...Doom!
Gargoyles falling winged ones, flying for the clouds....
Above...below, smash retreat deep in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying small ones, dying on the ground...
Below...rise, above the clouds, the valley feels...
* - { "Vest - tas " = "Quest", taken from the Gargish language...} - *



3. Whirlwind Of Withered Blossoms
(Chapter 2 - Forgotten ancestors)

Absent are the skies that tend the winds...
It overruns the enraged lands...
Surpassed beyond the life bonds...
Spitting forth it's blizzard of wars...
Of wars...of wars...wars...
One's belief and effort shall survive this...
Search the oldest form of wisdom that has been inscribed...
By the Codex life itself...
One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth...
One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth...
Unique is the way that balances our key, to negate the unliving...
Extraction...exclaims the wrath of the valley!
The geyser holes expulse their breaths...
Cold emptiness of the enchanted source.
That turns the ashes, reducing it to dirt...
As the underworld winds teleport the plague...
Upon the gargoyles supposed creation... Creation...creation...creation...
Withered auras are stolen from their centered bodies...
An interiorisation blackened gate is born.
The arcs fade from their pounding sphere...
...Feelings vanished out of their world,
As hate was created onto their land...
Onto their land...onto their land...onto their land...
Screaming by mouths of the earth...
Hurls of bowling are cast from the hollows.
That break the sounds in their thoughts...
To lose control in themselves... Unbound lividity...
Demonized gargoyles art what thou art...
To be forever soulless, burning...
Then thou are now weak in nature.
>From the rising dawn, you'll be converted horrors...
Of the well known bottoms...
Bottoms...bottoms...well known BOTTOMS...
One's blossoms revived the whirlwinded vortex...
Resurrect from the dryness of the underdepths...
But few found this reality...
By simply reading one's knowledge...in the heart's valley...
In the heart's valley...
The creators understood the meaning above their way,
Leaving behind the winged carrions...
To be forever deminished, burning...
Now forgotten as...now forgotten as...now forgotten as...
Now forgotten as...the ANCIENT ONES!
...One's ancient thee, as forgotten now...
as forgotten now... as forgotten now... as forgotten now...
Burning...burning...
Now forgotten as...now forgotten as...now forgotten as...
Now forgotten as...the ANCIENT ONES...



4. Feeling The Never World
(Chapter 3 - An Infinite Transmigration)

...After life is born? The battle! It is over.
...Hatred still flows... As corrupted demons sing...
The spout of death to the dead... ...A world broke apart,
As the self chosen creatures cry... To the old lands below!
Before life is reborn! To enhance the path once again...Again...
...New life appeared upstream, Above underworld... For the innocent ones...
It's nature and the breathing ones... To pursue with their lives...
...LIFE? It is restored...upon the new world,
As the ancient seekers of power...
They want to abolish life once more.
...Dreaming! Of controlling...Again...Again! The new field...
Of colorful greenish...Life! US...HUMAN WORLD EARTH... HUMAN?
WORLD! EARTH...HUMAN? WORLD! EARTH... HUMAN?
WORLD! EARTH...HUMAN? WORLD! EARTH... HUMAN?
WORLD! EARTH...HUMAN? WORLD! EARTH... HUMAN?
WORLD! EARTH...HUMAN? WORLD! EARTH...



5. Elder God
Elder god...listen to me!
Satan... (the confrontations)
I...the elder one...who speaks to YOU...
Trying to get through to YOU...
...Sent from the elder gods...to accomplish...and reveal to YOU...
...Listen to my MAGIC! Hear the voices of FURY...
ALIVE are the VOICES...Hear the ELDER yell in me...
...Listen to our MAGICK! Hear my voices of FURY...
Hear your VOICES cry into ME... Satan...go back!
From...beyond... Satan...go back! From which you eternally lie...
...Listen to my MAGIC! Hear the voices of FURY...
ALIVE are the VOICES...Hear the ELDER yell in me...
...Listen to our MAGICK! Hear my voices of FURY...
Hear your VOICES cry into ME... Satan...go back! From...beyond...
Satan...go back! From which you eternally lie...
Forever... ...Listen to YOU!
THE RESURRECTED PORTAL OF HEAVEN (TRILOGY)



6. Garden Of Dreams
(Chapter 1 - Supernatural Appearance)

Awaken! From my rest... Something is...grabbing my senses.
Something is...pulling my roots.
...Half conscious...levitating from my bed?
I stood up! In sweat.
As my pores...were burning! By...
It is... Awaken from my rest! Something!...grabs me?
Still confused... Something...levitates from me?
Awaken in sweat! My pores redeem heat... It is...
HIM! I reach my dim door! Opening it, reveals...
Vapors of blood in the air that succumb...
Into the scent of nothingness... Glancing beyond...
My body is being hurled through the air!
Spinning invertedly... The head fragments in shards...
Carved in his flesh! Alive on MY CHEST!
Burns the sigil of BAPHOMET...
The specter marches the chamber...
Through my steps? I stumble with the residue...
Facing skywards! Drips my inhuman degeneration...
Excrement's blasted apart surround my images...
Fumes putrifoed form the opaque glass...
Regardless...sonic vibrations...
Mirror! Mirror! Face to fae! I only see, the SHADOW...
...Reflecting off the glass!
That mirror shatters my soul...black blood hole...
...Propels infinite falseness. Explodes.
Releases ultra - sonorise resonance. Receive...
Pallesthesicly. I'm willing to kill me.
That dark effigy deep in the well. Of disgust...
Unnature, undead. Maleficent DESTROYER!
REVELATION... Peers reflection, ABOMINATION...
Reflects possession, MANIFESTATION...
Possesses creation, PENETRATION... Creates domination.
Clairvoyance... I'm dark...I'm pure silence...
A dream...or the shadow gate truth... Open to the smell?
ABOMINATION... DEMON, ABOMINATIONS!



7. Once....Upon Possession
(Chapter 2 - Legacy Of Both Lores)

In fiery of my wake, the forces of light...
Strike my being to dissipate the evil...
Affectation, that was displayed...upon my soul.
To prevent, eternal nights...upcoming days of regression.
Like those past...previously? And before me... YOU!
My images have YOU given over to the dead... TURN BACK!
My images have you seen with the dead... TURN BACK!
My images have YOU thrown to the side of the dead...
TURN BACK! My images have YOU thrown to the ground of the dead...
TURN BACK! My images have you enclosed with walls...
TURN BACK! All l~il) images...
My images have YOU locked into the gate of the wall TURN BACK!
My images have you given over to the god of fire... TURN BACK!
The undead spell was repelled...the reflection is clearly me.
But the smell was not actually gone? I hasten myself in the
basement. Without looking, what is to be found?
In those disgusting chambers...
It is dark...I'm afraid of what lies beyond...
(I COME TOWARD YOU...) I enter the front in face of me!
And couldn't see my path... It is windy...a void impurity!
(ONCE...UPON POSSESSION...) A presence of shadowing life...
Imminent is near me! IT IS...IT IS...INSIDE ME.
(screams in the utter darkness...the grief of being possessed!)
Excration of wind blows...the DARK engulfs me into IT'S shadow...
To fall endlessly...Precipitated in the chasm.
Extends my burning soul! Absorbs my flame...
Has IT makes HIS rest in me! The black lurks my vitality.
Stun by the light! My chakras are possessed...
The BEHEMOTH enables IT'S cocoon within! IT IS...IT IS...
INSIDE ME.



8. Dead Zygote
(Chapter 3 - Dethroned Son)

The skin, the veins, my flesh are tearing by themselves...
The inverted flow of my pulsation, of my life is being asphyxiated?
My glands begin to secrete acidic pus. Aspiring my organs...
HE'S DAMNATION, early transformation...
Unnamable are my forms of decay.
Decay. I run, spitting forth my thick blood...
I crouch to mortify my sleep. Sleep.
Muscles are crushed from the inside? I pass away! To die...
I volatilize as a soul...Soul...
Growing in at dark speed! The demonic presence has baptized in ME...
I won't let him be born! This immortal creature,
This demonical vigorous demon. I plunge in my corpse...
To clash the UPROAR.
I storm by rays, bleeding IT'S energy.
Suffering...HE reveals HIS toxic corruption.
Spreading...IT'S decease enveloping my anguished pureness.
Paralysis sets in ME? I blaze of holiness...tremouring
HIS sickness.... I grasp HIS power...draining HIM to be enfeeble.
I eradicate HIS remains... To negate HIS last particle of life...
Blast to invisible ashes...choking forth...
Infernal blitz...into immortal reality.
The ANTI - SOUL evolution fades away...
...IT REGRESSES ETERNALLY. The shadow of his fear...
Which inhibited me for years! Lost his answers...
...OF UNMORTAL - SPIRITUALITY.
My life half rejoined my other half.
Soul and body to make one lethal force.
In connection the reincarnation of my cells...
...Returned me as my own! I feel...
...Recoverance from my rest. The NIGHT still has a part of ME?
Awake... To forge my soul... Untrapped from reality,
In the middle of a ceremony. The shield of time breaks in a church?
Regardless as the candles were losing life...
*Scripts of blood bound in the wax! To melt deep below the lights...
...Extinguished the hoing priests.
...Blind confused thoughts.
As the SUN'S RAYS, destroy...the stained glasses...
I scream...VICTORY... When I run to bash...the front doors...
...INFINITY. Light beams of...wonderful fire! ...Burns me. Soul freed!
Happiness avenged me...
* - { "Inscribed on the candles is the day without a dawn!" } - *