It's as if men could only ape the language of god
Debase and brutalize his song,
But when sorcerers sing men die!

Rend the flesh from the bones
licking clean the bloody wake
feast on the filth
and plot to burn heavens gates

I listen to the torment cries
as they echo through the air
set fire to thy enemies
take heart unto their screams

Shivering in ecstasy
I'm bathing in their agony

Roiling in the ashen ground as Arafel hath done
I harken to the silent screams of victims yet to come.

Lead me to the demons shrine
of he who dwells in night
with him dwell in endless bliss
and taste of his great might
bring now forth the sacrifice
with weeping wounds and hateful eyes
Call upon the spider god
of blackest flame, and purest blood.

Come hither my almighty beast
Do your masters will
Devour these pathetic men
And savor every kill

Summoned from a black abyss
where chaos rules with night
child of Demogorgon
Shall feast with great delight

Let swing the blades of slaughters past
Let rise the morning star
For he-who-hungers-for-the-flesh
Does love his bloodied child

(Mad cackling laughter with the occasional 'yessssssss!')

Wards flicker and fade away
as songs bring men to their knees
Scoring fields of all life
Hearing not the screams
The song sings him
a lifeless husk
and all life simply fades
Away.

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Initially this began as the story of a man who's family was burned at the stake after he fled into the wilderness after declared a heretic. This was not the case but the extremism of the church and his lust for the destruction of those who wronged him drove him into dark pacts with being's from outside gods creation which both drove him mad and gave him godlike power. He eventually summoned one of these beings into the earth and laid waste to the town of his birth, the inquisition and all those he encountered, until at last his soul was absorbed into the outside.

The primary source of inspiration is historical satanism in Europe, who were said to turn to Satan in the face of the corruption and tyranny of the church. A microcosm of the fact that we as a society create our own worst enemy.

I drew from many mythologies and figures in the story of this song.

Arafel is the fog covering the world in the apocalypse, twisting over the scorched earth. Demogorgon who has become a demon of Christian mythology but was consdered as a corruption of the demiurge. A dark twisted reflection of God in many senses, considered the supreme being of the threefold world. From a literary perspective he is used by John Milton in Paradise lost not as a demon, but as a being from outside existence in realm where chaos rules with night. His name itself is said to be a curse. Milton's Demogorgon is closest to the one of my imaginings and is a good representation of the forces invoked by my sorcerer within the song.

Lastly their is some influence once more from R. Scott Bakker. In that my descriptions of the practice of magic beings songs and wards as well as the opening part of the song which is a direct quotation from his work.

Lyrics: Nagaarasha
Music: Zyrnitra, Lord Morbulus, Ginnungagap, Xenophon