Behemoth - Thelema 6.66 (2000)

BEHEMOTH LYRICS
Thelema 6.66 (2000)

1. Antichristian Phenomenon
2. The Act Of Rebellion
3. Inflamed With Rage
4. Pan Satyros
5. Natural Born Philosopher
6. Christians To The Lions
7. Inauguration Of Scorpio Dome
8. In The Garden Of Dispersion
9. The Universe Illumination
10. Vinvm Sabbati
11. 23 (The Youth Manifesto)


1. Antichristian Phenomenon

been haunted be the paws ov fear
and felt his breath upon my neck
I was granted with the pain divine
and my voice was heard no more in heaven

great in power
thus call'st me almighty
in not be first archangel
I shall be the last among thee

come over to seduce your angels
been born to rape your mother's holy womb
rebel
so call me now
as I stand above ye all

leave me unworshipped
in the dens below forever I shall dwell
malice in heart was bred and lives again
my legions hid in south eden
my flaming passions
oceans ov love
and all thou call'st
the evil
I summon thee
bringer ov war
bearer ov light
earth's son

great in power
thus call'st me almighty
in not be first archangel
I shall be the last among thee


2. The Act Of Rebellion

fucked by hecate
yet I shall not be yours
no fantasies nor the promised grace
I will chase you down
rid me ov slavery
strengthen up my mind
with a bliss from below

call me not, never, bow ye down, honour

ride the southern blaze, lighting up my throne
see me star arise, hear my nature's call
I summon the beast, call loud out its name
will never to fall, yet to be restored

heal me not, never, bow ye down, honour

te'o enashet anakaelo hecate seloen es esseka a
eloeono tee beyes emeggiel ekse derete ena'tiru
kaeon per'aa a emiel eschetar esie kau neres


3. Inflamed With Rage

listen ye all who can preach
I am the god's begotten son
I tell three woe shall be no more
woe, thou shalt end up in flames!

no horns I have nor pair ov wings
I am the balance ov thy universe
I have no number
I have no name
not fear'd ov laws
need to restrain

ancestor ov all gods
the one among the ancient ones

speak ye all who can speak
keep thy instincts ever alert
thou art the stars that shine among us
and honour me as thee adore the sun

and stand ye all brave and proud
and watch the babel hill turn into ash
admire my shapes among the ruins of jericho
behold my wrath I hath showered the earth

ancestor ov all gods
the one among the ancient ones
the paynim rite drew in my shade
I am the one who begot the earth


4. Pan Satyros

I, pan satyros
rise I through ye spiral light
follow'd I ye path ov a'yin,
where ye all-begetting eye rests
across ye cascade ov sensations
and ye consciousness ov body
volcano ov emotions am I
ye ring ov saturn -
two thousand years am I and more

by ye four powers ov sphinx
ye book ov albion open'd -
and four cherubic beasts
each in one quarter
wander'd across ye world

ye holiest gathering ov souls
ov ye fool empty sight -
ye devil - wild laugh
and my mourning, as snow white
paradox ov meanings
sacrifice is done
dogs ov darkness to ashes reduc'd
in ye sirius shine
that my way illuminates
in company ov heaven
ye eternal one
in madness ov night
in madness ov day


5. Natural Born Philosopher

without sin I can't make religion
as without sin there's no whoredom
and when in my heart god becomes a harlot
I shall sin, sin, sin again
("...every world has its space
every life has its time
every mass has its god
every god has his guillotine... ")

to possess thy mother I desire not
nay, to slay thy father neither
'tis thy god I yearn to kill
thus reigning universal

with my beak I wanna peck at his face
and from ye golden cups divine blood drink
trespass borders which do not exist
I wanna be born, grow and rise again

and become! become you unity!
be all and nothing equally -
dust ov universe and its essence -
and look attentively
every star is a stone
in the cosmic pavement on which step you
and your oddysey has no beginning
and never look to far, you fool!
'cause it has no fuckin' end!

by nails tear this thin membrane
show me ye eye ov revenge
spit out half dead foetus out-consciousness
long live the man!
to god - quick death!
(your god is dead now...)


6. Christians To The Lions

behold bastard son
I am the evil one
no glory to be reached
no more thy slavery
the passion I besieged
spawn terror
smash thy will
ye pale dominion fades away my
will dominates

and watch my star arise
burning up the earth
sun - the eye of gods
threw into the space
watch ye moon eclipse
fallinf from thy grace
watch all nations cry
all feared ov his name
praise the flame!
watch angels falling from the skies
praise the flame!
I killed thy god
my will is done!
thou art lord

rise me! rise me high!
lead thru the gates ov sun
rise me! rise me high!
where angels do not dare to fly
invite to feast ov gods
and let me drift away
leave flames ov infamy
and watch me kiss the stars


7. Inauguration Of Scorpio Dome

mere emeles
mere selem
I em'a den
lashtal
lvcifer!
lvcifer!
aivass!

so every man and woman is a star
but who is scorpio by fire ring'd
where fall means increase?

when on the throne ov life he seats
the bloody sword ov freedom sways
and light ov hells in his eyes
and secret breath ov love

as the first whore ov the world
banish'd god from body
carnal divinity she restor'd
as infinite ov nightsky
augmn ov sothis
when tunnel ov tuat means disorder
past, future, painful
and from the eternal revolt we're born
to word can make flesh

a breeze- a leaf- a shadow the falling of a bud-
the wind across the meadow- a flesh of light-
a call- a patter on the wall-the air is bright as
blood a moment stands a shadow a moment
sounds a call


8. In The Garden Of Dispersion

on ye hill
where ye sun behind horizon hides
there is nothing
except our breaths
and crux of events
and some crux ov our hands

on ye hill
where shadow wings fell
wind rose ye to song
and we plung'd in its deep
and in plaitiv waterfall depths

evanescent recollection ov atavisms
secret ov living in ye death posture
and then...
the ye seal in the garden ov dispersion
closes ye mouth
closes ye eyes
closes ye ears

in fields ov eden
under ye first tree's rotting root
there's feast
typhon's feast
and night came moonless
but yet ye light appear'd -
picture ov sigillic angels
grafting in our holy body and mind


9. The Universe Illumination

ov circus my world wiseman call'd
ov drunken trickster bed
and not violators of thoughts they're
for life is a theatre
in which actors all we are
but when curtain is open
there is no time for any reh's

and as all lights turn'd on were
and the first act is begun...
...and the last my mouth I open'd
i, purple sage in the universal
and I speak in tongue unknown
and behold all stood in flames

su na'aq tem kah chaph keb ngaa sul tamed mes
no sedem cha'no umes maog etem chaph keb la'at
qui sulib

and hardly ye remember dark november days
when received ye rain ov sulphur
when earth came apart under thine feet
and wasn't it rage ov thine god
and wasn't ye his somdom
it's "only" laugh mine empty
sob silent and helpless gesture


10. Vinvm Sabbati

waters' running down
by the silver moonrays -
towards the foundation
reflecting themselves
in the mirror ov dreams
and creating deadly forms ov life

vinvm sabbati
crystal formula
melted by the fire ov lust

etera zetgiell
emoke selene a helios
bey este'ike eliech
zeresse'naa essekeeee

astral dominion
by the witches virtu's rul'd
desire equinox
tension releas'd
liberated
in the senses dance

vinvm sabbati
where the sigil branded
on the breast, for'head
and temple ov atlantis

rise we upon the ladder
ov blasphemies
towering o'er the heavens
where our empty laugh rings
and fingers touch the face
ov god disabled


11. 23 (The Youth Manifesto)

23 year ov long journey
among the living dead
on nonsense nourish'd I
my naked soul and where am i?
in the palace ov underworld
without enemy nor friend
pay I for fathers legacy
half-man, half-beast
DEMIGOD

and my hanger was never fed
my desires never fulfilled
but my wish to become
the one with universe
has always entangled me
and forsaken I shall not be
though my flesh is torn apart
though my heart seems dead and cold
my will transgress
the spirit lives on!



Nergal's comments to "Thelema"

ANTICHRISTIAN PHENOMENON
Once again I show my respect and great admiration to
Milton's poetry. There's also some inspiration I drew
from W. Blake's tales. Both of them spoke of the most
natural side of human's nature, using the magical
language of poetry. Still its charm overwhelms me...

THE ACT OF REBELLION
"The act of rebellion" is very personal song...
Constantly we go up and down, once we are close to a
gutter, another time we reach the skies and have a
strong will to fight! This tune is strictly dedicated to
myself and a certain person in my life that unleashed a
storm... and left a bitter reflection that all in all we are
alone, and there's nobody we can rely on apart from
ourselves...

INFLAMED WITH RAGE
These words are hard as stone.
It's about the philosophy that made me who I am.
What we have to do in the first place
is to understand ourselves is knowing
and respecting our instincts. This anthem strives
for victory and glory of our nature.
he struggle leaves behind everything
that is weak and dead.

PAN SATYROS
First verses of this poem are derived from The Oracle
of Albion, text which was received to me by means of
automatic writing. The path of A'yin, or The Eye, is
connected with XVth Atu of The Book of Thoth. Sages
who is their wisdom adapted the symbols of Tree of
Life use system called The Pathworking. The path of
the Devil is one of the many necessary stages of great
trip across the gardens of Etz Chajim. Since we have to
accept every part of our being to become a living Star.
...in the fever of Pan...

NATURAL BORN PHILOSOPHER
I believe the title speaks for itself.
This song doesn't need long introduction...
This is my interpretation of Crowley's "Everyone Is A Star"
Theory, but I decided to push it as far as my observations go.
We all are born to reach a certain goal in life, we
all have our talents and skills and it's only up to us
if we have a will to caress and release our potential.
But it seems like most of humans just loose it...
So my extended version is "Everyone Is A Star... but
most of them fall and reach the ground".

CHRISTIANS TO THE LIONS
Quoting Aleister Crowley's "Christians to the lions" I
found the simplest and the strongest expression of my
disgust towards everything that is stagnated,
corrupted and weak "Christians to the lions" is not
just a pure hate anthem. It's also a manifestation of
vitality, freedom of wisdom... is a song about crossing
boundaries, about trespassing our abilities and
extending our minds.

INAUGURATION OF SCORPIO DOME
Inauguration of Scorpio Dome is inspired by Kenneth
Anger's movie, Lucifer Rising. In its esoteric form,
expresses the context of thelemic philosophy which
has its source in formulae "Do what thou wilt shall be
the whole of the Law. Love is the law, love under will".
It is invocation of the aspirations of our Holy Thelemic
Temple. The last verses are derived from The Coming of
Apollo (to Aleister Crowley) , by Victor B. Neuburg
(1883-1940) , a mystic, poet and Crowley's magickal partner.

IN THE GARDEN OF DISPERSION
The Death Posture is a magical technique which is
used to defeat so called The Guardian of the Threshold
and to induce a state of consciousness which enables
deeper exploration of our being. The posture and topic
of this poem are connected with classical symbolism
of sabbath and is utilized by magicians of left-handed,
typhonian magickal current of Thelema.

THE UNIVERSE ILLUMINATION
"Nothing's true... everything's permitted! ".
These are keywords to understanding what's this
world based on. That's what I've learned myself,
that life depends on individual interpretation.
Our visions and illusions define our world and space...
WE ARE able to create ourselves, we are responsible
ones, we are conscious of all!

VINVM SABBATI
This poem is an explication of Austin Osman Spare's
magical formulae of Zos Kia Cultus and describes its
practical application. The formula is correlated on
qabalistic Tree of Life with sephira Yesod (The
Foundation) . It was done under the bridges of London in
winter of 2000 ev

23 (THE YOUTH MANIFESTO)
Well, it's been 23 years of a constant
struggle in my life. I've been through many things,
I've experienced a lot and I left it was high time
for kind of retrospection. But still I keep in mind
it's just the beginning of a "long journey" called life...
My friend used to say that "the past is never as big as a future"
So with these mighty words I proudly march ahead,
curious of all surprises to come...

Avantgarde Music

Line-up:
NERGAL - lead and rhythm guitars, acoustics, all vocals
INFERNO - drums and percussion
HAVOC - lead and rhythm guitars
NOVY - bass (guest appearance)
NOVY appears courtesy of Devilyn

Lyrics by Nergal, Krzysztof Azarewicz
Music by Nergal and BEHEMOTH
Arrangements by BEHEMOTH
Digital editing/samples by Mr. Jashackh
Additional synth by Maciej Niedzielski
Occultwise association, art of Obeah & Wanga by Krzysztof Azarewicz
Grammatical and poetical consultation with Sharon E. Wennekers

Recorded and mixed in Hendrix studios, Poland, July-August 2000 ev
Produced by Nergal and BEHEMOTH
Engineered by Arek Malczewski (info@hendrix. Lublin. pl)
Mixed by Nergal, Inferno and Arek Malczewski
Mastered by Grzegorz Piwkowski at High-end studio, Warsaw 2000 ev