Izakaron The Origin Lyrics

The Origin Lyrics

Milleniums turn to sand

Behesting the souls of the ashes

begrim'd

Vague dreams of god dwell within them all

Head for the depths, for the
widths, for the times



His poetry landscapes are deserts of
naught

Seeking his name 'neath the names of untrue

His trident did
rise again

To pierce dimensions, nebulars with

lethal breath

of chasmic starless cold

The being who is the oldest of times

Lurking in the beings who multiply and unify,

erecting the glorious
reign



His name spoken words

Finding their way thro' the
burning ordelesness

Supressed by collision of wills by even sealed...

Souls of reddening skies

Upon this necklace they thread as stones

Submerge in the gloam of dimmed luminaries

In galaxies savouring
horror

Cosmos in crystals of possession reflected



Invicible
torrents, fierce sounds of Chaos

Infinity born of perfection enthroned

The forefather who let them drink of his essence

Had sent them to
wastelands, their lives - hatred's

own!

Vague dreams of god dwell
within them all

Head for the depths, for the widths, for the times



His mask cracks

Revealing the altars of ire unleashed

Devouring desires born of the past

Into the glory of unity does he
arise!



Sans mercy I contemplate

Vanity swirling

and
raging in me

My dust comprises his entirety

For I am the Source, I
am the Key, I am the Primal

Chaos



My poetry's landscapes are
wastelands of Un

The name of all gods are compelled by my own

Eternally do I change

To spawn dimensions, nebulars by cursed song
of

chasmic starless cold

The being I am older than old

Blasphemy sans shapes or forms

Pulsation of unknown tytanic Chaos