Izakaron Aphrodite Of Hatered Lyrics

Aphrodite Of Hatered Lyrics

[Lyrics: Warzlav]



Annihilating midnight

Whose tunes were breeding within?

When Thou wast awaken'd

I'll aspire on black wings

Away from that curs'd place

Where Thou hast died

Who shalt be waiting for me?

Thou art gone and the world hath sunk in the

vortex

I shall draught my

inspiration

I shalt entwine Thy essence with death

But am I granted the time to eliminate

My creation before I die

In the incessant oblivion?

Thro' the fireworks of dawn

I heard the groan of eternity

And saw the angels of my passion

fall



O Aphrodite, Goddess of my hate

I shall enslave Thee in the triumph of summer

In the spires of winter and autumnal tears...

With an evergrowing sorrow

O Aphrodite, Goddess of my wrath

Of my swaying unnatural state

When Thy spectre is sent by the moonlight

Will I see Thee again?



Below countless summits of mountains

Beneath the grim waves,

Drowned in my seas

The arcanum of vastness is conceal'd

By the gleaming of the conjur'd trees

Angels smil'd just once

Unbinding me from my carnal chains

By the touch of their divine wings



"Fantasy strikes me by its frenzied miracles

All that was impossible, now is a part of the

endless world of darkness

and light.

I rule this Earth by the magic sceptre of desires.

A giant turns into worm, flesh - into ashes...

I compress the cosmos by my lust for the

constancy of universal horror.

I enslave the worlds, that aspire to ressurect by

tytanic blast.

The things

created by nature will fall into

primordial darkness:

The moment of initiation into mystery.

The glorious pace of my ominous hate.

Seven ways lead from the coil of useless flesh

to the place beyond the veil,

where my Aphrodite is dancing amongst the

dead."



O Aphrodite, Goddess of my hate

I cry out Thy name from the chasm of my fate

In raven's pride and his baleful croak

Our power is gather'd

Our dominion over the Earth -

The instant of the lives we possess

The splendour of the beauty hath reach'd my

soul

The soul of my neverceasing hate

O Aphrodite, Goddess of my love

A vulture teareth asunder a dove

But there's no suffering in the dead embrace

So let the cosmos swallow itself

The essence of Thine is vanish'd within

The sounds of my odiferous prophecy

I grieve not over my defeated hate

For I am Hate itself