O thou, of all the Angels, brightest and most learned,
To whom no praise is chanted, and no incense burned,
O Prince of exile, betrayed by foulest wrong, Thou that in vain art vanquished, rising up more strong,
O thou who knowest all, each weak and shameful thing,
Thou that hast seen in darkness and canst bring to light
The gems a jealous god has hidden from our sight
Kind minister to man in anguish, mighty king,
Thou that doth teach the leper, the pariah we despise, To love like other men, and taste sweet Paradise,
Thou whose broad hand, doth guide the precipice within
Thou to whom all the secret arsenals are known Where iron, where gold and silver, slumber, locked in stone,
Satan, hear my call
Satan, hear my call
The lamp of the...invisible light
washes over...guiding my path
unlock...the nine gates
grant me access...to the kingdom of…Hell
Father to the fatherless Whom yaweh from Eden cast,
Satan, let me serve thee
As your conduit for revenge
Glory and praise to thee, O Satan, in Hell's dark obscurity, where rose, the Tree of Knowledge, whose roots are in thy brow!
O silent power, victorious bough on bough,
in this, thy greatest hour When, as a living Temple, we shall receive thy gift
This black metal band from L.A. returns to the genre’s roots, delivering icy, forbidding songs with knife-sharp riffing. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 12, 2021