"Black Trip"  
  
I've chosen the dark, I've chosen the night  
I've lost hope of loving a day of life  
The shades of night belong to me  
I am at one with hell  
  
Dead inside, I watch the time pass  
I wait the coming of my day  
  
My journeys are always within me  
There where is found teh bottomless pit  
Where, there in I plunge, always a little deeper  
There, in that other world where only unity is harmony  
  
Sheltered from the regard and rules of men  
Ther colour is absent, light is black  
  
Enemies of the sun, the phantoms of the shadows  
Have taught me to delight in horror  
Faces without eyes, and silent lips  
Float in the immensity of empty space  
A sweet melancholy fills my heart  
Life as a whole seems absurd  
Silence is so pure, so profound that it intoxicates  
The emptiness, annihilates all  
And nothingniess takes its place  
  

     "Celebration of the Fourth"  
  
Oh purificator fire, that burns in me  
Rekindle my courage, gife me your force  
  
Blow, northerly wind, come, wind of death  
Storms, hurricanes, be at my side  
By water, by air, by fire, by earth  
  
Oh purificator water, essence of life  
Mirror of time, drown the lies  
  
Earth, mother's man  
Dissembowelled by your sons  
From your blood of fire  
Will rise the chaos  
  
By water, by air  
By fire, by earth  
  

     "Son of Earth"  
  
Hideous louse!  
The face deformed by horror  
By the fear of life's duties  
By the anguish of the unknown  
  
- Born in blood and tears  
- You'll bleed and cry when the day you die  
  
Welcome to the world of the living  
Here's your supreme punishment  
Look at the wound of life  
That only death will be able to heal  
  
Oh! Bulged tummy women  
Oh! Deformned body women  
From your filthy womb  
It's death to whom you give birth  
  
[repeat first verse]  
  
Welcome to the kingdom of the dead  
Here's your promised reward  
Looks on you to close again  
The great vagina of the Earth  
  

     " 'Til We Meet Again..."  

To those whom I miss,  
And to those who would miss me  
  
Life is short, but long in the living  
Going forth on the uncertain paths of the future  
Seeking an outlet, a path, in vain  
  
There where that tunnel so familiar  
And that wall banishing the light  
Stifling forever the hope of a better day  
  
Curs'd be she who gave me birth  
Prisoner of live, I await my deliverance  
I am weary of the struggle for chimeras  
Of sensing the weight of time, past and future  
  
I began my descent as from that first day  
This night shall be mine, that of the great leap  
There will be a war, a key, a door  
  
Faced with the dilemma of the cord  
Short are the paths which lead to the tomb  
  
Drunk with eternity I topple the chair beneath my feet  
The phobia of the infinite is speedily replaced by darkness  
  
This profound and absolute darkness  
Which I have dreamd of for so long  
  

     "Mask of the Red Death"  
  
Sickness born with life  
She is a careful and patient shadow  
Man's faithful enemy  
Unceasingly transformed, rebaptized  
  
Behind a different mask  
I know it's always the same face,  
Always the same eyes greedy for agony  
Always the same compassionate ears  
Listening to our Moans,  
To Our Heartbeats  
  
Passive and disinterested  
Like an infidel wife  
This cold and wet mouth  
Will give us the very last kiss  
  
Death is red,  
For those who experience her torments  
  
Bound to death like a daughter to her mother  
She gives her mass graves overflowing  
Of sketched life, of projects and hopes  
  
What's good to see her so active  
  
Abandoned, in the arms of another plague  
Humanity slowly disappears  
Someone prays, some others cry  
  
What's the good to see her so active  
  

     "Baphomet's Throne"  
  
Each blashemy is another stone to the edifice  
        of your glory  
I want to be the rock on which you'll build  
        your church  
  
Am I the son you've been waiting for?  
Am I the chosen one?  
To be your Messiah on earth  
And to sit at your left in hell  
I've always ignored the doubt  
Answers are in the questions  
  
Show me the way to the bophomet's throne ...  
  
Guide my hand, light my path  
My mouth will speak with your words,  
I'll make statements with your orders  
I'll be the supreme insult  
Which will forevermore soil teh image of god  
I'll be your revenge, I'll be your victory  
Guide my hand, light my path  
  
Show me the way,  
To reach the baphomet's throne ...  
  

     "Flagellation"  
  
Pleasure in pain  
Disire of mortification  
To achieve the extreme  
To know the ultimate  
  
To be a slave for a moment  
The body offered up to cruelty  
To the lash which whips on the skin  
Which slashes the flesh, lacerates the back  
  
To feel the blood, thich and warm  
Flow over my wounds  
  
Flagellation ...  
  
To thrust aside the limits  
To say "yes" to death  
Without fear, without remorse  
To give up oneself to torture  
  
Punishment and reward  
The whip is ambiguous  
It distills vice  
In a perverse refinement  
  
[repeat second verse]  
  

     "Crown"  
  
If eyes are the mirror of the soul  
You will find in mine the scorn and apathy  
You will read my hatred as in a curs'd book  
You will see yourself as I see you  
  
It is a mirror sombre and opaque  
Which protects me, which stifles me  
A great ditch around the heart  
Which rejects, which estranges me  
  
There is a world in my head  
A dead world where nothing lives  
And it is there I am, too far,  
Far to far to be rejoined  
  
A crown of thorns is still a crown  
  
I am a king in a kingodm of suffering  
I have taken my time to reach this stage  
I have taken pains to tourture myself  
To descend, to descend  
Into Pain, I exist  
An if my brain is numbed  
The thorn in my flesh  
Can overcome apathy  
  
There is glory in humiliation  
A throne to be taken, a crown to win  
  
I have no more tears,  
And my smile has lost its brilliance  
I have forgotten who I was  
I have killed my emotions  
Crushed, empty, weary  
Always standing, I am a tree  
Awaiting the lightning  
  

     "To Our Martyrs"  
  
Reign of fear, of war,  
Of silence, of resignation  
Under the rules of the book of lies  
Trawling the wrong path  
Led like cattle  
  
Never try to understand, accept, obey  
Follow followers  
And forget who you are  
  
What's a lifestyle, to live for others  
To share all with everybody  
To answer love to hate  
  
[repeat second verse]  
  
Take each single insult and injury  
As a present, as a spiritual gold  
To buy your place in heaven  
  
I spit at your god's face  
I piss on the cross  
I vomit on the holy bible  
I shit on the blessed whore and hers bastard son  
I desecrate, crush and destroy  
All which is sacred, all which is blessed  
I've found the one who lives in me  
  
Brothers and sisters  
Time for change is coming  
Bells for revenge strick the end of times  
  
By faith, by force  
We'll walk toward the light  
And forever be our own god  
  

     "Ceremony of Opposites"  
  
The top becomes the bottom  
The fantasy becomes the reality  
The conceptions change  
The landmarks dissolve  
  
And all becomes intermingled  
  
To flirt with the despicable  
In a trance without end  
Where the ice burns   
Like glowing embers  
And where one shatters  
By fits and starts of sperm  
The morale of men  
  
Serve another god  
Lose another dream  
  
Sentiments impresion and leave  
Their victems without defence  
Love is a poison which  
Flourishes in the heart of the weak  
  
From the lower world we direct  
The attraction of the distasteful  
Makes us ignore the vile  
Since only from below  
Can one better see the heights