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• III - Deathspell Omega
• III - Deuteronomium
• III - Dawnbringer
• III - Buried Inside
• III - Madd Kapp
• III - Negura Bunget
• III - Teenagers
• III - Cavedogs
• III - Sapthuran

The stillness of Contemplation is allowed in billions of woeful cries,
So astonishingly simultaneous and in unison,
Each and every second,
They defuse each other in such a perfect manner,
Equaling the most inscrutable of all
Silences
Doctrine of Mystical Substitution, Mystical Body, Sanctorum Communionem,
Celebrate the Sin of one reflecting, tectonic forces alike, upon the multitude
The fruit that is forbidden
Holds the greatest potential for providing infinite knowledge
Spiritual Incest and the defilement of the temple of the Holy Spirit
Ritualized and Immanent...
The pursuit of perversity, is it not but a mask
On the search for meaning and knowledge?
The purest of all Holocausts shall be perpetrated
By a loving hand, never knowing if it provided felicity
Or the vilest of everlasting torments
... No man can see Me and live!
? Et proiectus est draco ille magnus serpens antiquus qui vocatur Diabolus et Satanas qui
Seducit universum orbem proiectus est in terram et angeli eius cum illo missi sunt?
May Repentance be nothing more than a mask of algolagnia?
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
(Consummatum est
? Nous n'avons pas d'autre moyen que la douleur
Pour sentir notre proper existence spirituelle et divine;
Nous n'en avons pas d'autre pour la fair sentire à nos semblables?
? And we have the prophetic word made more sure
You will do well to pay attention to this as a lamp shining in a dark place,
Until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts?

Ennen syntya muinaisen ajan
Ennen asettamista kuun ja auringon valon
Olit Sina, tiesit tulevan, nait olevan
Ennen syntya Lintujen radan
Ennen kasvua jylhan korven ja salon
Elit Sina, tiesit tulevan, nait olevan
Ikiaikainen olet Sina, Vanhaikainen
Sinussa on Kolme ja Sina olet Yksi
Isa, Poika ja Henki, Jumala Kolminainen
Lausuit sanan, virkoit virkkeen
Synnytit hengen ja materian, kaikkeuden
Loit elaman, nakymattoman ja nakyvaisen
Kotkan kaartelemaan ylle vuorten korkeiden
Suden juoksemaan keskelle lumisten hankien
Seka naita vallitsemaan loit ihmisen
Ikiaikainen olet Sina, Vanhaikainen
Sinussa on Kolme ja Sina olet Yksi
Isa, Poika ja Henki, Jumala Kolminainen
Sina hallitset sen, mita silma ei nae
Sina kasket sita, mita korva ei kuule
Sina ymmarrat sen, mita ajatus ei tavoita

Suddenly I see a battlefield
A lonely boy dressed for war
The enemy gleams with their savage steel
Promising slaughter like before
With fear in their eyes the men start to rise for the fall
The battle begins and terror sets in for them all
The lonely boy soon meets his fate
A deep wound from a deadly blade
And as he falls down to the dust
Smelling blood and tasting rust
He knows no help will come
All alone his life is done
And as the dream is ending
He's calling out my name
Into the lair of the sun god
Into the lair of the sun god
Into the lair of the sun god

In the given process, sabotage is a necessary resolve - a determined line of defence.
In the given context, obstruction is a necessary control - a vested right to exclusion.
Sanctioned, stamped and filed on the hallowed grounds of fiscal security: the front line which fortunes all depend.
From the courtiers in the halls of Versailles,
To the grab-mongers who warmed the seats in Uruguay,
The message is clear: these promises will never eventuate.
Armed with trace-chain and pack-saddle on a roughshod crusade to capture,
To enclose, to clog arteries and fill silos,
Because the last frame broken is the first scrap claimed.
Scarcity is woven into law. Values frozen into code.
We are delivered, reduced to the sum of all variables, aggregated, correlated and collapsed as so much data.
Sorted as targets and prospects through the means and metaphors of war: by design, by disinvestement, by self-eviction - a quiet withdrawal.
Marked and managed with GIS precision.
Take the knight, leave the pawn.
Geodemographic solutions for predictive indexing.
Bold jargon, kind euphemism for the consigned spaces to live out our days.
Running our heads against walls of words, against apologists for hype, against regimes without borders, and the rest follows from it.
Manoeuvres of restriction, delay, and hindrance have a large share in the ordinary conduct of business.
[Thorstein Veblen, The Engineers and the Pricing System]
In the given process, sabotage is a necessary resolve - a determined line of defence.
In the given context, obstruction is a necessary control - a vested right to exclusion.

[Madd Kapp:]
They say it all happens in 3's
So you can take these 3 verses, take caution and freeze
I got 3 rules, never disrespect my work
Never hate and keep my focus trained on my thirst
I got 3 personalities and this one's Kapp
One's Kenny Sane, the other's unknown on the map
I got 3 letters sent from the friend of the cunt
They send about 3 to the crib, every month
I'm barred out of 3 bars down the street where I live
3 more out in the burbs from some shit that I did
3 undercover officers who thinkin I'm sellin
Tryin to get me 3 felonies, 3 people tellin
3 guns and 3 soldiers put an end to the yellin
False witnesses don't get shit, but 3 in the melon
Laid out for 3 days, 3 mile procession
3 hours for the service, 3 days to forget him
3 different agencies look for me, they suspectin
3 scenarios, a lot of questions
3 loopholes and 3 lessons
[Chorus:]
Last fuckin month there's 3 weddings, 3 funerals
3 new enemies plottin what to do to you
3 more bitches puttin you in harm's way
3 new crack spots on your block gettin paid
3 motherfuckers gettin shot that you know
There's 3 motherfuckers duckin you for what they owe
And 3 hail marys never seems to get it done
For them 3 cold killers livin life on the run
[Madd Kapp:]
3 pages full of words, 3 minutes of platinum
Made 3 million kids pick up a mic and start rappin
Got 3 million parents turnin into activists
Got 3 million more to picket this rap shit
My dick in bars make 3-some bitch skeet skeet skeet
There's 3 more white rappers in line behind me
At a table for 3, havin a seance
With John Wayne, Elvis and me, puffin a 3 foot bong
With 3 hoses, and 3 hoes in the room
All free, they all rollin
Got 3 members in the Hustler's I-N-C
We dropped two underground in 2003
But album 3 made ways, 3 different DJ's
Arryzyx, Omar and the Turntable Bully
3 new fans every ten square feet
And there's 3 out of 10 that won't admit it, see
The 3 haters in they air tell 'em Kapp ain't shit
But 3 fans hit 'em up and left the 3 in a ditch~!
[Chorus]
[Madd Kapp:]
Verse 3, welcome to the 3 and a third
The third track, let me sum it up in 3 words
Passion, gangster and nerves
3 more words, is life, respect, and curse
If I gave 3 more then the track'd lose shape
How many things can I say with 3 - 3 takes
Is how long it took
To gather 3 personalities to put in the book
My daughter's name's Trinity, and that means 3
And it's been 3 months since I even seen her G
3 minutes for the tears that dropped
Here's 3 more reasons that I stay on top
Dedication, and free will, and love for hip-hop
I got 3 eyes, my chakra rocks your boombox
With 3 taps, snare, bass drum and hi-hats
The boom bap on target like I'm bustin 3 gats
I'm out of here at 3 o'clock, I got some shit to do
Plus there's 3 motherfuckers waitin to get in the booth

Colo-n jos catre apus, soare nu-i pe cer in sus;
Ci e nor s-ntunecime, unde muntii varsa foc,
In ogasu din adinc, da fiara rau pazit,
Da naluca, umbra... ocolit.
Natotu, al din tat facut!
Vara-ncuiata, n-codru dasfrunzit.
Vilva padurii, glasu zmeilor, flacara tuna,
Dupa cer ascuns da luna; plina luna.
Si pe suieru vintului, din fundu pamintului
Sura Boghii cind racneste, tat Apusu cotropeste,
Virfu Retezat da munte in cea parte jar arunca,
Lumea-ntreaga o vrajeste, spiritu cum navaleste.
Colo intre Alb si Negru Cris, Codru Muma sa inalta,
Vajnice mioarele haladuiesc-l, peste vai da munti maiestri,
Magura cea Vinata, intr-o clipa-o bintura.
Si cind baciu incet s-hodineste, intre brazi, carari si pajuri,
Barba-n boata s-o propteste, oile ii sint prin preajma, in Barsa Cohanului.
Tat pamint da sub cutremura, tulburi izbucuri imprejur tisnesc,
In adinc, in vajnice palate, apa navalnic razbate, modelind pamint si piatra.
Singe d-al naturii-ntrupat.
Sus pe Cerna-n sus, prin muntii carunti,
Prin brazii marunti, prin fagii da munti,
S-aud brazii suspinind si fagii murmurind
Cind vineaza muntii. Muntii, Bucegii!
Bratu-i buzdugan, mintea arunjan.
Vintu il hranea, apa-l imbraca, focu il pazea, da pamint ferea.
Si la moartea-i, cadea-va o stea,
Un brad rasarea, drept din fruntea-i, inalta.
In padurea bradului, bradului viteazului,
Brad ma-nalta, purta,
Da tat ma dascatusa, d-asta lumea.
Si brad sa fie! D-aci in vecinicie!
Negura-nchegata si dascatusata, da dincolo lin purtata, asezata...
Da pa bradu codrilor, din sus virfu muntilor
La stina da sub piatra deasa, cu poiana-ntunecoasa
Unde izvora 'neghetata Naruja cea blastamata, intre nalte drepte stinci
Pa loc magic inconjoara, noaptea ce lin coboara...
[English translation:]
Down there, towards dusk, not a trace of sun.
Only clouds and darkness, where the mountains pour out fires
On a path in the deep, guarded by the evil beast
By the apparition... shadow... avoided.
Natotu, he who is made of everything!
Locked summer, leafless woods!
The forest's stir, the dragons' voice thunder flames,
A sky hidden behind the moon - full moon.
And the whistle of the wind from the bottom of the earth...
Sura Boghii yells, it invades the Western world.
The Mountain Retezat throwing embers that way
Charming the world. The spirit rushes in.
Between the Black and White Cris, Codru Muma stands tall
Brave sheep are rambling through valleys of majestic mountains,
The Darkened Magura's crossed instantly.
And as the shepherd rests among firs and paths and griffins,
His chin on his club, sheep all around him, in Barsa Cohanului.
All below the earth are shaking, muddy streams are gushing out,
Deep down there, in majestic castles, water cuts its way, shaping earth and stone.
Nature's blood embodied.
Upstream, on the Cerna River, through grayish mountains,
Small firs and the mountains' beech,
Hear the firs sighing and the beeches whispering
When he goes hunting the mountains! The mountains Bucegii!
The arm's like a mace, the mind acumen.
Wind is feeding him, water's dressing him,
Fire's guarding him, sheltering him from the earth.
And as he dies, a star falls,
Fir tree springs from his forehead.
In the fir tree's forest, fir tree the brave,
A fir's raising me, carrying me,
Unchaining me from this world.
And a fir tree be it! From here... to eternity!
Darkness knit together, now unchained, from beyond in silence brought, and settled...
From the forest's fir tree, from the mountains high
To the sheepfold where the crag is thick and the glade is dark
Where the cursed, icy Naruja gushed out, among high precipices
Magic encircling, night settles in...

So you want your life back
Now what's that supposed to mean?
Like I sucked it out of you
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
Let's just be friends
Now that's a surprise to me
Is this how you network?
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know

I'd just as soon say nothing
If hallucinations make my crime
Let guilt lie in my silence
So neither is the wise
My conscience isn't hiding
Potential compromised the scene
What I thought could really hurt you
Will end up killing me
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to
I I I can't say anything to you
In ignorance you're happy
So I'm holding what I'm hiding in
Don't ask and I won't tell you
Don't find out in the end
I'll hide it all forever
And leave it there to fester in time
'til I stand here as the liar
Who can't escape the lie
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to
I I I can't say anything to you
And when I'm discovered, I think I'll cover me once
again
'til there's no more you'll swallow and end up in the
Without you, without you
I'd just as soon say nothing
If hallucinations make my crime
Let guilt lie in my silence
So neither is the wise
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to

In sleep
I dream of times past
Lost ages
Before the days of man
My hatred burns deep
For those who walk the Earth
On two legs
For they have defiled
That which came before them
Aeons ago
I awake
Eyes ablaze
As the night overtakes me
The blood of the wolf
Fuses with the blood of man
My veins pulse with instinctive fire
As I become