Kataxu - Below The Tree Of Life lyrics

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Kataxu - Below The Tree Of Life lyrics

In a flamed abyss, into a maelstrom of the deepest caves Here - below the tree of life... Moving dark blocks of rubble Touching the mighty wings, whirl between nine candles of fate! Awakening amongst abdomens and rites... The dense air of the halls and the well's screams in the ancient tongues of wood. Twirling amongst everlasting calls... The underwater gap on the bloodied torn tree on life... The echo of the demon's chants strides like kisses of d**h... ... Below, the timeless vapor, and the depth of united thoughts. Through the nine candles of fate The designs of the walls of time are endless in moving images. An innocent reflection of the white lady's laughter This is the mighty power in a bordeless image of the ancient. Here, below - the frozen walls weep reaching immensity. Crowded mothers fade in the distance, and the leaves reach for the horizon. Mixed ashes within elements, the underwater lava forms paths - When the soul begins to burn returning to the roots of being The tears of ecstasy sculpture the countenance The screams strangle shapes Pillars of faces flowing in a victorious conversion Sacred elements of the abyss - Kataxu! I remember! Being born many a time, living ruddinessof the worlds! I, the bringer of dusk... Glorifying the most cruel of wisdoms Creating ages of tyranny in the midst of a short life Infiltrating worlds full of religion and incarnations With innocence my robe of scarlet is moistened Mechanical faces of envy; balls in cycles of a lighted demise Caverns of my aura - in a vortex of the deepest caves Rouge wafts of melancholy Awakening with poison of sweet catacombs Breathe the shadows into the space of horizon! This is the Reich arising from the war drawn path Through the solar line of the division of the two suns Towards the top of the center of madness Through the solar line of comets at the countless stars of chaos Now, the machine of time counts back the falls for the violent victory Now, with a proud march through the thirteenth planet - stomp upon the pearls of the disease