The Seed Ov I

The Seed Ov I - Behemoth

From the top of the highest mountain

Prior to descent, my fall for thee

My weapon is silence

I, bringer of light, to burn this goddamn Eden down!

Behold! I rise from primal silence

As a storm crushing dismal shores of Acheron

My weapon is violence

From the mud of the earth

Back to the womb of Babylon

Sink in the stream of woe

Acheron!

Rise above the eyes of god

Necromantheion!

I am the oracle

I am the grace of god

I am the stream of woe

I am wrath from above

From Neptunian realm arisen

Babylon the great I praised

With the voice of silence

I called the genii of the heights and depths

I came down as raging Mars

As volcanic fire god

Totality and I are one

In the absence of light

Infinite I shall become

Sink in the stream of woe

Acheron!

Rise above the eyes of god

Necromanteion!