The Shrine of Mad Laughter - Deathspell Omega.mp3
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[00:01.05]God of terror, very low dost thou bring us, very low hast thou brought us...[00:36.03]A sensation of everlasting rot and those frantic wails, no, it is not a fall into[00:39.00]the abyss, the defiance of descent, a coronation beyond liberty and slavery;[00:56.07]the cry of woe and deliverance exudes a flame, evasive as sound and ether:[01:21.42]an instant of collusion with death, without hope nor prospect, yet it is a[01:41.49]world below and above and in all eternity, a gift of fever, the wind of death[01:52.23]that sustains the life in me, yes, the lightness of hovering in permanent[01:59.88]anguish; I dared to borrow those words, to articulate them and to savour[02:13.26]their turpitude, as I beheld the shrine of mad laughter.[02:38.22]The limit is crossed with a weary horror: hope seemed a respect which fatigue grants to the necessity of the world.[02:43.20]As if Death was dashed onto the death within, a violent thrust stealing the light of the eyes, a ray of darkness, a negation, the bread of bitterness that ignites neither devotion nor fervour; resplendent nothingness! make all things appear with clarity, ruined in the flame of repudiation, in the flame of God! Interwoven joy and confusion, a stabbing confusion, asphyxiation from within, yet I gained this certitude: malediction, degradation, sown in me like seeds, now belonged to death, in harbouring a desire for the hideous, I was beckoning to death. Insatiable combustion, expand, this body is the vessel of grace![07:20.70]The idea of God is pale next to that of perdition, but of this I could have no inkling in advance.
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