SAMAEL - Ceremony Of Opposites

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 await the coming of my day

My journeys are always within me 
There where is found the 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 the rules of men 
Their color 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 Nothingness takes it place
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Celebration Of The Fourth

Oh purificator fire, that burns in me 
Rekindle my courage, give me your force

Blow, northerly wind, come, wind of death 
Storms, hurricanes, be at me 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 
Disemboweled by your sons 
From your blood of fire 
Will rise the chaos

By water, by air
By fire, by earth
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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! deformed body women 
From your filthy womb 
It's death to whom you give birth

Hideous louse! 
The face deformed by horror 
By the fear of the nothingness of death 
By the anguish of the unknown

Welcome to the kingdom of the dead 
Here's your promised reward 
Looks on you to close again 
The great vagina of the earth
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'Till We Meet Again

To those whom I miss,
And to those 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 life, 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 me 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 dreamed of for so long
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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 good to see her so active
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Baphomet's Throne

Each blasphemy 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 Baphomet’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 the 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 one day the Baphomet’s throne . . .
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Flagellation

Pleasure in pain 
Desire 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, thick 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

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
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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 somber 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 dead world where nothing lives 
And it is there I am, too far 
Far too far, to be rejoined

A crown of thorns is still a crown

I am a king in a kingdom of suffering 
I have taken my time to reach this stage 
I have taken pains to torture myself 
To descend, to descend 
Into pain, I exist
And if my brain is numbed 
The thorn in my flesh 
Can overcome apathy

There is a 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.
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To Our Martyrs

Reign of fear, of war 
Of silence, of resignation 
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

Never try to understand, accept, obey 
Follow followers 
And forget who you are

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 her 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 strike the end of times 
By faith, by force 
We'll walk toward the light 
And forever be our own god
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Ceremony Of Opposites

The top becomes the bottom 
The fantasy becomes 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 imprison and leave 
Their victims without defense 
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