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Thy Yoke Return

by Angle Of H'Zazel

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1.
Lord! Ride the fields that brim with blood A storm we rode with the corsairs of Death Blood of angels spilled, the soil pitch black Satanic might to us be gloriously granted Stomp the firmament with diamantine feet Exhale the sulphur with glorious joy Games of lust forgotten as unscathed will arose Mercy and pity banished, crush the other cheek Impious eclipse, our Star brightens high Even in defeat, fight until death No turning back, cast forth thy spell Prepare the soil, our lord is near Thy blood turn black, thy eyes lit fire In thy seek for ancient secrets, thy grasp contempt Embrace thy death, thy brilliance no more Lift forth thy swords, thy scream like storm. In the final quest, discoverer of forbidden treasures In the mazes of eternity, an eternity in a maze Perpetual dusk at the edge of spiritual dissent Drifting in the abyss of forevermore Infernal obeisance and multiversal hermeticism Revealed secrets in the vault of time and beyond Doctrines of spiritual putrefaction and reanimation Seek for our reality in the starless pathways.
2.
In the glassy throne of crystals black Sulphur breath and razor light Carnivore crawling in a dreadful pace Expelled punishment through luminous flagellation In the fields of the adverse and the unknown Fed by the lightless moon that lurks beyond Roaring mouths of thunderous mysticism Fog of uncertainness upon the earth In the sterile paleness of the lifeless Limitless and timeless a harvest is sewn By the wandering shades of dormant spirits A rebirth in the scorching doctrines of opposite illumination Wake forth! Our time has come to ascend in glory Through death we rise, through ash and vermin Infinite conjuration of the wailing undead Accursed currents of satanic pitch In ethereal black your eyes reborn In secret tongues your call submits Domination of the beastlike, connoisseurs of yore In the fangs of time, lies your masticated reason.
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In your pathways absolute, I am one Glorious warlord, hand to hand From the flames they came, through fire arouse Spawned under Saturn’s watch Redeemed through fire in the day of wrath Lacerating light of tenacious angels Dissect the throne of the hexagon with perilous brightness Eclipse the all-seeing sun with thy unrestful eye Flamethrower swords brimming forth in the sky Oracles of doom, masterfields of perdition Dissection of the sacred, lead the pious to their end By nightside matter, emergent destiny In your pathways and in Death, I am one In unclean devotion thy perverse dominion I erect In sterile soil thy valley stands; poisonous winds Hinder the clarity with thy horrid sights Dreamscapes of vengeance and blind obeisance Come and see our blissful offering For the eyes that shall not witness but perish In thy glorious return, thy truth is now.

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MENE TEKEL UPARSIN.

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released February 28, 2023

Recorded in 2023 by Angle Of H'Zazel
Mixed and mastered by G.T.L

Cover artwork by BMS Illustration.

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