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The
Eleventh Commandment music by bartsch/matton - january 93 poems by bartsch - december 92 When the dark lord told me to live I felt the raised lust of possession afterwards the death yell of an impaled nine-eye gotten through my dutiful ears i had to think of all the lost creatures which strived of their existence in the streaming of my black blood nocturnal shadows, which glorified the resurrection like trumpets offered me the right way into hopelessness enlighten my path into inaccessible licence but though a blessed aspiration after mercy fled from the eternal solitude and discovered the deliverance with the beauty of a rotten insect. | ||
Apocalyptic
Dance music by bartsch - november 93 poems by bartsch - october 93 In coldness of my dark bowel a yell after mercilessness bequeaths a trace of eternal destruction to my decency Uneven throbbing shadowfire streams with raised melancholy through twisted channels of my forbode grief In the black storms of my mental agony the deliverance ripens in form of a godless dusk The faceless ancient grasps with stony miming into the cradle of mercy and severs the blood stained flag But still it seems to me that the lightbringer spreads a shining shroud over the shadow being of an owl which died in chains As the rock in me bursts asunder the round dance of the colouring grows up in my twilight | ||
Second
Coming music by bartsch/matton - march 93 poems by bartsch - february 93 Black hopelessness venoms the hidden unholiness of your withered virgin speechless remonstration grinds the arches of your risen dominion dark superstition drinks coagulated blood of your blasphemic lust the age of the glorified god yields to a cold endlessness which, with vivid stiffness awaits my resignation the second coming the faceless lash in the unholiness of my destination | ||
Vargtimmen (The Wolf
Hour) music by matton - december 92 poems by bartsch - november 92 The banished sorrow buried in aurora causes lifeless emotion in the flame of my faded heart If dead life immerses in dawn and the shade of my schism is to be lost into brightened blackness death will be the only redemption |
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3rd Nocturnal
Prayer | ||
Veiled
Irreligion music by matton - september 92 poems by bartsch - october 92 Desire's my saying Final's my appearance Care-worn's my glance Apathetic's my devotion through yearning rises out of deep dark chasm up to deceased brightness with the original power of life a black feathered bird trips softly in the surge a last sunbeam illuminates in a bleeden darkness | ||
Gepriesen
sei der Untergang music by matton - december 93 poems by bartsch - november 93 Durch unglückselige Weiten einer unbefleckten Sonnenferne schreitet langsam Fußes das letzte Sakrament, bereit, die Tür zu öffnen, welche das Vergessen in seiner glorreichen Allwissenheit meiner sterblichen Leere offenbart Es ist nicht die Asche welche auf mein Haupt regnet es ist viel mehr die gekreuzigte Verdammnis welche der Wiederkehr meiner filigranen Unrast entsagt Hoch am dämmrigen Firmament erklimmt meine Geduld die Versagung meiner frühen Sühne Denn ich bin das Geleit der erhabene Schönheit des Todes. |
Praised Be
The Downfall music by matton - december 93 poems by bartsch - november 93 Through wretched vastness of an unstained sun-distance the last sacrament strides slowly, willing, to open the door, which the forgetting reveals in its glorious omniscence of my mortal emptiness It is not the ashes that rain upon my head it is rather the crucified damnation that denies the return of my filigrane restlessness High against the dim firmament my patience climbs upon the failure of my early retribution For I am the guardian of the exalted beauty of death. |