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CROOKED HORNS - Stygian Torrents [EP]


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1. III

Lingering in the obscure
On every pathway in labyrinths, at every crossroad
In perpetuum

Bring us sorrow bring us dread
Come now and kiss the blissfull faces of the dead
Thou our night side queen
Consort of the darkness that gleam
Release the serpents coiling in thine hands,
Satisfy the roaring hunger between thine legs

A torch, casting a shadow upon the sun
A torch, lit by an old devil's whore

Three fires, three heads and a million tongues
Breathing the devils breath
Sumblime beauty, crooked and gaunt
Fierce as the sea, a mirror that haunts
Seeres, witch, mother; thou with myriads of names
Unveil the mysteries now and in death

Go through the labyrinth
Raise once again the horses head
Thou who dwells in the twilights gloom
The in between where men do not dare not tread
Deliver on to all what few seek
The fruit of thine chasm most vile,
that is the key

A torch, casting a shadow upon the sun
A torch, lit by an old devil's whore

Three fires, three heads and a million tongues
Breathing the devils breath
Sumblime beauty, crooked and gaunt
Fierce as the sea, a mirror that haunts
Seeres, witch, mother thou with myriads of names
Unveil the mysteries now and in death

Bleed through to us
Use our worthless bodies, defile us
Allow us to drown in thine dead eyes



2. CURRENTS

Fill my heart with thine venom
The black flow of rivers old
Heal these poisoned wounds

Thine blood is my blood
The primordial waters
Fire coursing through my veins

Beneath a withered tree
In the dark well I can see
Three times shall a fire burn, born again forever to return

I need neither stone nor glass on this river of blades
Where the mist lies thick and specters linger impatiently
The currents carry me deeper, with no end in sight
An endless journey through the night

In the hall of the entwined
I drink the cursed wine
The taste so sweet upon my lips

The restless dead stare at the sky
Their defeat shall never be mine
I have come here to die

Beneath a withered tree, in the dark well I can see
As a cenotaph it shall stand, when the dark one has swept the land

I need neither stone nor glass on this river of blades
where the mist lies thick and specters linger impatiently
The currents carry me deeper, with no end in sight
An endless journey through the night

In the eye of a horses skull
In the ripples of a boiling spring
All that ever is revealed are black wings



3. I HEAR THEM

Twilight approaches, the rift is growing
Hungry twisted jaws open
The portal from which the rivers are flowing

Begone vermillion skies, descend into the underworld beacon of lies
I welcome the pale, I come alive under your bloody veil

Children! Burst through the womb, rape the virgin whore
O I feel their touch upon my skin, crescent daggers clawing from beneath
As they whisper, as they lead me astray

I pierce my eyes to see the shadows clear
I extinguish the light to draw them near
I hear them
Flesh cast aside, decaying to release
The fifth shall prevail so the breath of I may cease


Begone vermillion skies, descend into the underworld beacon of lies
I welcome the pale, I come alive under your bloody veil

Children! Burst through the womb, rape the virgin whore
O I feel their touch upon my skin, crescent daggers clawing from beneath
As they whisper
As they lead me astray

Through putrid flesh I am crawling
So that I can take my first step
I was never here, yet here is where my flesh decay
I was never here, on these shores I cannot stay
In the distance lies the temple
In the outmost darkness, beyond the border



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