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deathspell omega - the shrine of mad laughter lyrics

god of terror, very low dost thou bring us,
very low hast thou brought us…

a sensation of everlasting rot and those frantic wails,
no, it is not a fall into the abyss
the defiance of descent,
a coronation beyond liberty and slavery;
the cry of woe and deliverance exudes a flame,
evasive as sound and ether:
an instant of collusion with death,
without hope nor prospect, yet it is a
world below and above and in all eternity,
a gift of fever, the wind of death
that sustains the life in me, yes,
the lightness of hovering in permanent
anguish; i dared to borrow those words,
to articulate them and to savour their turpitude,
as i beheld the shrine of mad laughter.

the limit is crossed with a weary horror:
hope seemed a respect which fatigue grants to the necessity of the world.

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 cert-tude:
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!

the idea of god is pale next to that of perdition,
but of this i could have no inkling in advance.

- deathspell omega lyrics

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