Lyrics Cadaver Synod - Teitanblood

Cadaver Synod

Silence!
every possible variety of figure and configuration
Silence!
the air is full of you, the earth and the sea, and the lowest
subterranean depths
Silence your multiple heads!
Silence the deafening hiss of serpents covering
the murmur of the dead
See the Accused — ably has he built his reality, schemes his planet graveyard.
Solar systems of dust, disease, falseness, and blood.
Ably Heresy as his own
black image enthroned.
For he has become the tomb of his sons ~ the grave of
time
As mankind sheds skin to wear the night and naked horror, and the voice of the
black earth echoes from within their hearts: now night lives in their souls in
the bright summer day, and laughter is strained by terror, voices hoarse with
false prayer
Quemadmodum et sperma nonnulli forum emittunt et vermes quondam spermate
procreate
The secret of their life is this: The root of their tree is bitter,
its branches are death, its shadow, hatred
A trap is in its leaves, its blossom is bad ointment.
Its fruit is death,
desire is its seed, and it blossoms in darkness
The dwelling place of those who taste of it is the underworld, and darkness
this resting place, for this is what has been told
Fueled by temporary lives the eternal death grows from before the birth of time
to reach beyond the end of it
Quemadmodum et sperma nonnulli forum emittunt et vermes quondam spermate
procreant
Like insects their souls flutter, swarms of beetles and flies drawn by storm
winds into the very depths of their creator.
Tzimtzum reversed in the flash of
the blade
Worlds crumbled and skies collapsed, stars wiped out, guardians released
And when the strength of the Plague had consumed all provisions and the
wretched God needed more food, this grieving malady began to tear his limbs and
rend them apart with his own teeth and by consuming his own body,
fed himself void again
And on the final day the graves were opened and none rose therefrom