AURA NOIR - Deep Tracts Of Hell

Deep Tracts Of Hell

I can scarcely lay claim to flesh. 
Though it is dreamed for, wept for. 
And it shines like dark gems. 

...It is the noise and the dancing, 
And their joyless hearts. 
And all the pleasures one might have. 

Derelict tracts of hell. 

Then all these slices came through to my hands. 
To erupt in welcoming darkness. 
And it shines like streams of pain. 

...It is the hearse and the vulture 
And their swollen yarn. 
And all the breath to mourn them with. 

This is the tune of sparks, 
The tone of relentlessness. 
The spiral scar. 

This is the wounds that sneers, 
The trance of creedence. 
You are my art.
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Released Damnation

My heart sets afire the seas 
The burning waves crush mountains of dreams 
Eternal the fear of torture 
Released damnation forever 

Come to my shores and I shall crucify your soul 
Feel the violent steel - Feel that Satan's won 

And I am the wind - I'll blow through miles of burning souls 
And through heaven's gates 
Search through halls of white and chambers of gold 
Then I'll kill you again
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Swarm Of Vultures

Come swarm with me, come grind the carver. 
Come paw the skin, come slay the harvest. 
Come lick the sky, come reach the heavens. 
Each grain of flesh, each drop of pleasures. 

The dustcloud of our lust, 
Redeemed in hate. 
Deoderize our claws of rot. 
Wash them clean of taste. 

...And we swarm towards the sun or the creedence of it. 
...And we whip the sky for blessings or for the joy of it.
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Blood Unity

I've been chasing blood 
Turned my back on gold 
I have chosen black 
All for you 

'Cause 

Father, this is my hell 
Created with hate for life 
The wars I have all won 
Come march with me tonight 
with might

Meet my love of life 
A wound open wide 
I lick it clean with pride 
Take me 

Father, my blood is yours 
Unite your soul with mine 
Please don't let me down 
Let me serve by your side
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Slasher

Flying lord, God of all times. 
Swept in rage as we left it. 
As its gold whips our minds. 
And fierce tongue scratches our eyes. 

Wake me from my sleep, 
And lead me gently (on my way) to hell. 

And it would rain in waves. 
Or in clouds of ashes. 
And wash off all taste. 
And creep into my spotless heart. 

My tears in a tin box. 
Bubbling, seething, covered with flies. 
Its grace leaves me tender. 

My eyes, wrapped in plastic. 
Swarming, curdling, wretched inside 
Its beauty makes me blind. 

The sky turns vaster. 
It rains in flesh. 
Its elegance wakes my slumber. 
And turns me into hate.
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Purification Of Hell

Gates of madness 
Gates of harm 
I long for yor endlessness 
And to feel your blades 

Vast sceneries drenched in blood 
A thousand fires that reek of death 
Halls of torment - let us in! 
We'll show them pain 

Nightwarriors, I summon thee 
It's time for bloodshed 
Come on and rape the daylight 
I want whores and untrue sons of Satan 
Dead 

Eternal furnace fire 
The only light I need 
No lambs of christ could take me higher 
It's in hell that I must bleed
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The Spiral Scar

One heartbeat rips 
The spiral scar. 
The spiral breeze. 

I grant my lips, 
The spiral greed. 
In all my praise, with all my trust. 

I swear my claim in a crest of rain, 
And a column of radiant desire. 
My gloss forlorned, my play of horns. 
And the music of sweet fire. 

The mourners they weep, 
Thought greets the feathered King. 
The veil of rot now sings: 

"For in the beautiful insane, lies the Equinox scarred. 
With souls of flies and spiral hearts. 
Yes, it is I. Glowing in your hand. 
With all grace of hell, marbelled in sand." 

The serpent leaps to face 
The quest of flesh and bone. 
And to reap this spiral tone.
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The Beautiful, Darkest Path

I dream of you 
I am drawn to you 
I drink with you 

You showed me black 
I drank your blood 
Then I saw the beautiful, darkest path 

So feast on my flesh 
Let me feel your flame and ride the stars with you 
I am forever yours 

You showed me black 
I drank your blood 
Then I saw the beautiful, darkest path 

And as I walked the path grew widier 
Infernal landscapes were revealed 
I cried your name, knelt 
Down and listened: 
Tormented everlasting screams. 
Guided by a savage serpent 
And a thousand vultures flew with me
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Broth Of Oblivion

Sourceless, rythmless, heartless. 
I scan the desert. 
Since I, in my beasthood saw the dancers there. 
As my hands, two tiny figures, came visible, 
Like a carniver of flesh. 
A union of monstrosities. 

Curveless, boundless, eyeless. 
I flee from the source of my agony. 
Since I, in my beasthood, took form 
In new, alien anatomies. 
My limbs towering, mounting in celebration. 
Murmuring the approval of new glories; 
New threats, new intimacy. 

With this, I am fit to charm the Devil. 
Sneering down my pale face. 
I am erect with his anger and lust. 
I am the grace of them all. 

Still sneering, drooling, floating. 
Breeding curves of hell. 
And shreds of pre-human gloss. 
This softens those songs to dust.
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To Wear The Mark

I wear the belt of hate 
I wear the robe of sin 
I wear the aromour of demons 
I wear the mark of Satan 

I am the warlord 
I am the knife 
I am the thunderstorms 
I am the vulture 

I drink from lakes of sorrow 
I drink from lakes of hell 
I drink from lakes of evil 
I drink from lakes of torment