VVorld VVithout End Lyrics

From the brightest of flaymes,

And burning through black winds,

From beyond spheres of void

Cometh the apostate king

Avenger of the once fallen,

From the mountains of myghte

To the bottomless pit

Return in the age of the end of all ages

Destroy worthless matter, bring back your

Great lyghte

Terror from Nadir, unfathomable depths

Warriors come forth in Lorde Antichrist's wayke!

Who sith upon the holy see by mid-nyghte's power

Ruin man-kynde with temptation, lust and greed

Eskatonick revelation,

Fear in the hearts of angels,

Resurrection of the horns

The conquerer approaching

The pearly gates at dawn,

Lyghtening in the reddened skye,

Sweet Luzifer, our serpent prince!

[Chorus:]

Thus thou shalt sin and thou shalt kill

Royall death - justifier - offering

Thus thou shalt kill and thou shalt sin

All these things of truth spake Satan

Unto them...

The precious blood of the lamb:

Remember his blood each Lord's Day

A new death each mid-nyghte beginneth

The holynesse of God demandeth that sin

Eucharist liturgy of the reverse

Covenant meaning-less once for all

Infected spirits yelling woe

Corpse of cunt Mary, on

Black bleeding stone

[Chorus:]

Perfeckt sacrifice on earth

Devourment of the most holy-one(s)
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Advent of adversary,

Mighty prince, thy throne is won

Searching in the darknesse

Frenzy of colde boiling blood

Dead-eyes that invite so shamelessly

Nyghte-trap, my longing

For glorious ruine...

Master!

I am here,

I respond to thy call...

King!

Leave me to fall in thy frozen domayne

Nekromantick sodomy,

Dreamscapes of hate, payne

Alter to reality

He shall rule for thousands of years

Multiplying paynes and fears

Heark the guardian angels sing,

Herald trumpets burst yer ears

Accomplished may be the infernall

Service of the threefold (and) mighty

Now the world is done

And as thou sew, so hast thou reaped...

Lord, We Await Thy Command!

Power of death's spell

Unholy bloodstorm unleashed

Kingdome of darknesse rising,

Out of his unknown domayne

Behold the black messiah

Through ancient lore

We conjure their return:

Masters of wind and of fyre!

Miracles of the great realm,

Luzifer's splendour and wonders...

Spiritus rector in colde funereal's bloode

And obscure fyre elementall!

Lord, stake your claim, come and stryke,

Take the crown of empyreaan

Emeralde -- fyre.