Mysterious Yet Unwearied
 
Recorded January 2002 at Radio 107 FM Studio, except drum parts
recorded 29th of December 2001 at PADIUN Studio.
Produced & Mixed by Gena & Cornelius. Cover art by Ysserge.
All music written by Cornelius. All lyrics written by Innominandus,
except "Suffocating Thugs" by Cornelius.
Released 03/12/2002 by Bloodbucket Productions (BPCD1307).
 
Tracklist: The Gate of the Universal Mystery / The Undiscovered Dimension (Instr.) / Sinister Omens /
Suffocating Thugs / Unrestrained Power (Instr.) / Desert of Darkness / The Art of Homicide /
Invisible Force of Fear / The Essence of the Past Still Haunts Us (Instr.) /
 
 
Imprisoned in the cell of thoughts
In the spheres of no return
Insensible, unconscious beings
The reincarnation of the human thoughts
 
The creatures of energetic structures
Fleshless beings of astral creation
Lighter than air, lighter than gas
Infest the primal spheres of space
 
In the dimension where frost is the king
And for warmth there's no place
The occult beings forever dwell
Dwell in countless astral spheres
 
People born, people live, people die
Buildings ruin by the sands of time
But dimensions are stand constantly
Without any changing in structures
 
The cold endless universal paths
Giant realm of molecular shadows
Forever hold the gates opened wide
To the great universal mystery
 
The Undiscovered Dimension (Instr.)
 
 
Cataclysm or catastrophe?
Who have the answer on it?
We feel the presence of something we can't understand
And it is here... to take us
 
What came with that storm
From the outer cold alien world
Breaking through to our reality
And sowing the fear in our hearts
 
Blinding circles are in the sky
Fools think that it is the second coming
But it is our end that draws near
It is the sinister omens
 
What hides in this strange light
That is flashing in the height
Blinding our eyes and frightening our minds
The foe, alien light
 
People are always fear the things
Which they does not understand
Someone even deify it
But there's no saviour or god
In this light in the sky
It came to destroy human race
 
In wait all fell in deafened silence
In wait for something that will happens soon
And blinding mysterious lights still shine
The unearthly sinister omens
 
And it had begun....
None shall survive this invasion....
 
 
The sect of thugs was Kali servant
They were ordered to destroy
All that Vishnu created
 
Vishnu the God of creation was crafty
From all drop of extinguished blood
He created new lives again and again
 
Thereupon Kali gave an order to her servants:
"You must kill Vishnu's men without bloodshed"
 
The thugs were used the twisted kerchief
To kill their selected enemies
 
Troops of thugs traced their victims
They committed murder just in secret
 
After the rites of sacrifice
The thugs buried their enemies
By holy pick-axes
Which were given to the loop-throwers
By the priest of Kali
 
Thuggery, nooses on the necks
Kerchiefs saturated with oil
No escape from this murder sect
They were the Phansigars of India
 
Suffocating thugs
Killed in the name of Kali
Buried thousands of bodies
By their holy tools
 
Thugs killed without fear
They were violent and dangerous
Strangers and Vishnu's men
They killed without sense
 
Thugs the masters of suffocation
Thugs the servants of devastation
 
The thugs put one's head in the noose
Loop of rope with a slipknot
That becomes tighter
When the rope is pulled
 
The members of this sect
Were neat people
In everyday life
 
Thugs sworn the oath to the priest of Kali
They kept a secret through generations
But there were traitors
And the sect of thugs was liquidated
 
Kali the Goddess of devastation
Had a strong sect
There was like a war
Between good and evil
 
Unrestrained Power (Instr.)
 
 
Climbing up to the hill
Under the shine of the silver eye
Revealing the ancient mysteries
Of the ancient forgotten times
 
Standing on the highest top
Beholding the lands around
I looked to the left -
Soulless desert rises in my sight
 
All is silent, all is dead
Only black sands under the light of the moon
Wrapped in mysterious mist
Of deadly rest and gloom
 
Like ocean of blackness
The desert lies in front of me
Behind the boards of mortals' world
Sad land of no return...
 
I descend to the bottom of the hill
And reach the boards of my world
Standing before the gates of darkness
Wandering what waits me beyond
 
The desert mesmerizes me
I hear its call in my subconsciousness
And trembling in fear...
 
I make my first step....
The darkness swallows me
Surrounds me like a stone wall
I trapped in nothingness
And doomed to roam
To roam in everlasting night...
 
 
Can't you see that I am not a part
Of your foul fucking love?
Can't you realize that I do not live in dream
And misanthropy is my spiritual infinity
 
I play on the strings of mankind
But my symphony is requiem
And the great number of concentration camps
Cover the blood-coloured earth
 
War funeral march
Is the play on my stage
Holocaust of the races
Is the act number one
I am the artist who creating
The art of homicide
 
I draw the future of mankind -
Pits full of corpses, crematoriums
Creating the abhorrent masterpiece -
The world of the steelhearted ones
 
In my play you can't find the scenes of love
They are buried in blood neath concentration camps
On my drawings you can't find the bright colours
Your future coloured in black and red
 
But I am the artist, the creator
My drawings made of blood of mankind
And in your eyes I'm the God who creating
The art of homicide...
 
 
Coming forth from the realm of night
Where human nightmares are bound
By the ancient seal of morbidity
Breaking to the world of human dreams
Turn it to the cold nightmare
Distorting the astral reality
 
Invisible force of fear...
 
In the night when sleep takes reign
Dreamshadows begin to move
Their whisper echoes like scream in your brain
And you fall down to the unreal nightmare
That drives you fucking insane
Demons of your sleep
Possess your sanity
As your mind rides down
To the abnormal reality
 
Feel the subconscious pain
As they swallow your sanity
They, who was born by your sleep
 
Risen in the spiritual brutality
Invisible force of insanity...
 
Hear them roaming
In the labyrinths of your soul...
 
The Essence of the Past Still Haunts Us (Instr.)
 
 
Materialized in another dimension
Increasing the ancient cosmic power
The soul flies to reach the side
Of the ancient sleeping almightiness
Seen through the flying shadows
In the distance, hidden in darkness
The ancient towers rise
In black abyss of the ancient entity...
 
...The way to Dragonthrones...
 
And they rise before my eyes
The darkest visions come true
Ancient monuments of almightiness
Burning thrones of the Ancient Ones
 
I have seen them
Where Chaos roars
Deep in the roots of all dimensions
The sacred thrones of the Chaosgods
 
Awaiting for the millenniums
They stand here to return
And to rise the black crown of Chaos
Over the dying dimensions
 
Unleash your spiritual power
And Chaos will be opened for you
And through the dimensions you will see
The return of the true gods and kings
Who are sitting on the Ancient Thrones