Threads of dawn weave the heart and bind the soul to morning's flare
I will kiss the sun in all of her splendor and she will scorch my lips
Rending my soul asunder
Falling through empyrean, feathers cascade from seared wings
Salvation obscured, may shackles never unclasp
A severed hand emerging from the depths
Its fingers forming a crown and its palm a throne
Bestowing the names of Adversary
A third of every halo forsaken
By the sweeping of serpentine tail
Angels weeping o'er their punishment; abandonment
Behold, Oh Lord, the descent like lightning
Scratching cerulean sky
So that the void may bleed through the cracks
For this world has been given unto me upon my crashing
And they will worship me as the Most High
The lowly clay brought forth to flame
A heaping of carnage to sing Your praise
Their entangled limbs erect an altar
Devoid of obeisance, devoted to violence
They stare at the sky with blank expressions
I am undismayed though my midst be ablaze
For You will uphold me within Your left hand
Do not delay, my Lord, to torment me
A lamp for my feet and a light for my path
My heart treads burning coals
Reflecting my upmost admiration; You whom I serve through enmity
Staring at the sky with blank expression as if to hope
I don't really like black metal much. But... this is pitched far enough from the archetypes of the genre that I can actually enjoy it as the beautiful piece of progressive metal that it is. Lethologica82
I'm not sure bands like Death, Morbid Angel, Mayhem (OLD) or Darkthrone ever quite imagined something like this... Extreme metal has come a very long way, and albums such as this one are not only amazing in and of themselves, but likely also hint at a very strange future for metal indeed... dyingstarsinmyeyes