Abgott - Fizala (2003)

01. Book 1: Orucsolledovres Azaraq's Fizala Tales

Eionarap ehcilobaid elam li rep
shapeless skies fuse wind the void
in the obscene writhe of their density
in the balsphemous horizon of decomposed light
gloomy seems to blood density
coagulant light shadow miscarriaged by infinite moons
far away in the centuries' mirror
It moaning and rises from the ashes of bodies
dissolved pugged
hallucinative shade suffocated
tormenting liquefy aroma of organic substance

Ancient Presence
Flowing in the muddy ground
deconsacrated beautiful
bone rivers
myriad humid broken bones
laying drowned in a pain hole
secular solitude vibrations
dead undead life unlife light unlight
eternal depth being
the eternal sensation devouring rot
bleeding white
my writhe mind

violent spasmus drill sensations
filling wind and shake myself
the Creature is inner me out me
my flesh is dilating
my bones are bending
ora posso vedere
ora posso sentire
sono lo scrivano degli antichi
I am,
ORUCSOLLEDOVRES

02. Book 2: Lanrutcon Nyarlathotep

Hail to you blind creature of the Abyss
Hail to you human Minister
Hail to you unknown creeping mayhem
You that have furrowed millennium time
To arrived undaunted to me
...and death comes through sky mind
like dark raven in the night.
Con il sangue accoglierò... la tua grande Gloria
Our essences are bound from immortal death madness
Hail to you eternal Emperor of the light unlight
...and dead will rise from rotten earth to You
offering obscure woman's Hail
and wardrums will play over
hymning thy unpronounceable name.

03. Ghost Track

04. Book 3: The Eye Yog-Sothoth

The Beings hearth has no limits
No devils no demons in the night contemplated
By drowned sages in hate whirls terror
Knowledge of the High Race crossing the Threshold
Called from a distance of immemorial eons.
No life no dead no time no theories
I had follow your way towards us
Before you know I felt you to arrive to our own existence
Upon the unbounded cave threshold
Show Tomb Yog-Sothoth inconceivable only monstrous
Carnal trouble obscene and absurd geometry
With new blasphemous laws
Flautes too much acute, too much graves played by lunatic.
Insane inside deep cave.
Obsessive, chaotic, oppressive
Qui la porta convessa di diamante nero
It opens wide on the abyssal endless
Space from the eternal blasphemous spaces
Leng blasphemous tangle held in life and existence by a Will
Thinking and holding it
The Guide a throne in our Eternity border line
A day spheres will be in propitious.

05. Ghost Track

06. Book 4: From Thy Beyond Shub-Niggurath

Here from so high pick where the raven dare
When the sky obscure itself
We wait the night icy cloak cover the earth
A pungent death scent in the air is hold on roving breeze
In a grave silence of a dying nature
Hear out corpse tore by wolves
Spectral lament in a dense fog suffocated
From eons the Blind Sleeper
In obscure ends of the earth lies
Open His white eyes whispering words to wind
The Abyss from so far echo
Of time of a time
By iced side the Silence aeonic
From thy beyond
The cosmic silence abyssal
Ritorna a sedere sul Suo Oscuro Trono
Al Suo eterno Regno.

07. Ghost Track

08. Book 5: Aren Anul Al Ottos Ailgattab Hastur

Nocturnal rustling
Demonic whispering
I see shape Shapeless wander foolish through me
Master of insanity knowing true
Of a Beast jaw in the useless human beings
Trumble, die superficial worms
You believe in thy useless, weak sense
No you won't live the Shapeless Insanity of Depth Being
It comes from the abyss
Shapeless noise I listen to time eternity balance
Now if shapeless my gaze mind leaving this world
To receive the right knowledge
Endless I am.

09. Ghost Track

10. Book 6: Nominato essere deve non colui Htohtaza

...informe...innominabile
La Sua forma non forma tormentante inevocabile...

In eternal blasphemous destruction of uncreation
Rotten essence waves frustrating set tortures...
Preparing furious imminent fearly apart
Of what you believe He is
Endless vortexes waving to dispel themselves
Unhealthy into the Essence
Melt unequivocal living death
To live the Death
...continuous to ignore of being of this vibration
Irrepressible... powerful

Htohtaza!

Screaming oceanic spaces

Inside shapeless wall of infinity

Over obscure eternal time crypt

Enclosed is in the darkness the black throne

Blasphemous Pride's Glory throne

The bellow Sphere of darkness malicious

Here sit Him with the true name that no one had ever heard

In this terrible living darkness wander

Supreme confusion the Amorphous Mass...

Evoke!

11. Book 7: Thy Evocation Cthulhu (Parts I-IV)

PART I:

... and with the strange aeons even death may die

The living corpse sends nightmares

the day when open is the blasphemous door to the crypt to void

stars are in propitius

complete the final act

you render honorous reay believer

Here from no place, as an abomination, comes out Terror

Here you can see the true endless horde and realize that you have no escape

In all its blasphemous Glory is manifested chaos Kingdom.

PART II:

The ancient sign

in a glade of ground, dust and stones

silent place seems Death throne

perceptible in obscurity

Beings "Buried"

in the way of the fallen sun, meditate, don't trumble

the vision can tear away your reason sucks up your brain

Meditate, till the end of the night, when sun rises behind of you.

A blood tie with undead unlife, use his powers.

Kingdom is here with all glorious blasphemy

generate new sons between humanity

A new order that adore and let adore.

A new race form the ascient descent

who fight the chains that bond the ancients away from this dimension

Let him to enter between the door endless cursing and growling.

It's our duty.

PART III:

Fai la grande evocazione

Scegli una Donna e usala per la tua evocazione

PART IV:

Finally you are arriving to the end in front of you night stands

draw fire pentacle

lay down the woman

cut kid throat

upon her let blood flowing

do mystic circles with your blood.

The moment is here: shut up, motionless.

Screaming chaos Gods adore, curse, invoke.

Unnatural silence, no place for Al Azif isolated.

An icy wind rises violent with intention awere from outsides space.

Woman, she isn't frightened, she pants, howls, shakes, she's filling.

Obscure Flames is upon her covering her obscene.

I see her opens wide mouth screaming nothing

I see her roll her eyes as white spheres.

It's stare of who have seen opening veil and comes that is over.

It's stare of who have tested Awful Action and who brings Signs inner.

In those eyes there is wild triumph overcame the test.

Damned souls hope, put down thy eyes in the presence of the living.