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Be You Angel, Be You Beast
(Lyrics by Pär Johansson)

I’ve crawled down graves so deep
Climbed the ladder of light
I’ve kissed the cross
Then broken it in halves

Withered roses crisp underneath my feat
As I head my steps for the outside
The soles of my feet meet grey concrete
But I feel not the grinning cold
Life stays so silent
A deserted battlefield
The hait is all covered in dust
As the wind gently caresses and lifts it

You good lord above – these gnostic words I say to thee,
if I somehow might be wrong
You're a failure as sure as i fail to be thy depiction
As if there actually would be something hearing all words,
I ramble these words though I know it will not pay off
anyhow, just like prayers are the misleads greatest curse
By the Devil's dozen – existence must be cursed
By the Devil's dozen – I hope evolution goes reversed

In the minor of deeds
In the small gesture
rather than the gods' pose
In the small choices
Not seen in those clad in grandeur
This is where our greatest battles either be won or lost
For as gods' we are, we do gods deeds by our every breath
For as gods we are willed to be

Soft skin – on this beautiful vicious lady
Must in – 'cause she keeps calling me till crazy
Lady Lust Lilith
Lady of Luna
O, she's the dark side of the moon,
the mother of demonic spawn
This night I await her coming soon,
Oh, how shall I see another dawn

Do I quest to choose the ending of life
Go I by the stars in my microcosmos
I believe in me
The I and You
I believe in Will
The atoms of God
Are we running downstairs
With gravity upside down

I made the posture of EIXI
I drew the sign of the southern tower
Awoke in a distant sea
of purple and bliss
In a far off corner
of a world close, still afar
The stroke of God's hand upon my brow
A subparticular caress of the universe

Hold on tight
There is no sunrise for us
Accept and come with me
Don`t even try
The bother is all too great
For your mistake

To be the one

Holding a fire and a thousand of sparks
An angel so forgetful of the manners thereof
Yearning to cannibalise a wicked world
Oh I swear, I hear him coming closer
Heed no longer but uncoil your spine
No one is damned in the love of our black titan
The promise of he who damns but your foe
Redemption is easy, redemption is cheap