II Lyrics
| Song | II |
| Artist | Deathspell Omega |
| Album | Kenose |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (In abstracto... | |
| ... Echange du Vide | |
| Ecce lignum Crucis, | |
| In quo salus mundi pependit) | |
| Therefore, God honors the sword so highly | |
| That He calls it His own ordinance, and will not have men say | |
| Or imagine that they have invented it or instituted it | |
| For the hand that wields this sword and slays with it is then | |
| No more man's hand, but God's, and it is not man, | |
| But God, who hangs, tortures, beheads, slays and fights | |
| All these are His work and His judgments... | |
| Plerosis, answering the strident call of felony, | |
| Filling the void of purity gone instantly... | |
| Instigating manifold quadrants of industrialized death, | |
| An avid Moloch, never satiated, an endless Feast, | |
| Following the principle of reversibility of merits, shattering up the Word | |
| As Pillars of grayish Soulfire spurt out to a bereaved firmament | |
| ... I am the son of Man, and this in erring reason's spite, is my pride... | |
| War, be enthroned, a form of divine retribution! | |
| Execution, | |
| Be sacred, agent of divine Providence! | |
| Man, lost somewhere between the restrictive force | |
| Of Cain and the expansive force of Abel, | |
| Falls from his median position between Angel and Beast | |
| Each time he ceases to desire a being superior to himself | |
| Adam's descent into materiality, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| The separating line between the Saved and the Damned, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| If there is to be a multiplicity of forms, can one thing be worse | |
| Unless another is better, or one be better unless another is worse... | |
| Those who would eliminate the worse from the universe would eliminate | |
| Providence itself | |
| Interrogate the patterns of the prophetic mode, | |
| Perceive the two faces of the Divine | |
| And shed the just, divine retribution | |
| Quantified, a suppurating cross, alike in blood and scoria | |
| (Qual und Tod bringt dieser Sang, der ihn bestürmt, | |
| Sein Herze zerreißt, Sinne zerstört... | |
| “L'Esprit du Seigneur ne se promène pas seulement dans les cimetières | |
| Ceux qui Le connaissent peuvent Le rencontrer partout, fût-ce en enfer, | |
| Et Il dit Lui-même que le feu marche devant Sa Face!”) | |
| Microcosm, | |
| The details of a burning body, vivid and morbid, | |
| Flaming eyes perceived through a virtuous glance, | |
| A swollen tongue protruding through the nasal apertures, hanging lips bruised, | |
| Teeth overcome with rot, long arms that hang down to the feet and odors foul... | |
| Explicit is the belief that God permits his creatures to be reviled and scorned | |
| And that this is their only means of | |
| Salvation | |
| Means of... | |
| Salvation! | |
| Thesaurus Ecclesiae | |
| The memory of a stagnant and somber vale | |
| Inhabited by ethereal purity, | |
| Violet and blood-red crucifixes, | |
| Sulfurous shrines and red-glowing demonism | |
| Thou shalt bringeth the chalice of divine wrath and final consummation | |
| To thine lips, and drink with confidence... | |
| Tell me, sweet child, why are tears rolling from your eyes? |
| In abstracto... | |
| ... Echange du Vide | |
| Ecce lignum Crucis, | |
| In quo salus mundi pependit | |
| Therefore, God honors the sword so highly | |
| That He calls it His own ordinance, and will not have men say | |
| Or imagine that they have invented it or instituted it | |
| For the hand that wields this sword and slays with it is then | |
| No more man' s hand, but God' s, and it is not man, | |
| But God, who hangs, tortures, beheads, slays and fights | |
| All these are His work and His judgments... | |
| Plerosis, answering the strident call of felony, | |
| Filling the void of purity gone instantly... | |
| Instigating manifold quadrants of industrialized death, | |
| An avid Moloch, never satiated, an endless Feast, | |
| Following the principle of reversibility of merits, shattering up the Word | |
| As Pillars of grayish Soulfire spurt out to a bereaved firmament | |
| ... I am the son of Man, and this in erring reason' s spite, is my pride... | |
| War, be enthroned, a form of divine retribution! | |
| Execution, | |
| Be sacred, agent of divine Providence! | |
| Man, lost somewhere between the restrictive force | |
| Of Cain and the expansive force of Abel, | |
| Falls from his median position between Angel and Beast | |
| Each time he ceases to desire a being superior to himself | |
| Adam' s descent into materiality, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| The separating line between the Saved and the Damned, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| If there is to be a multiplicity of forms, can one thing be worse | |
| Unless another is better, or one be better unless another is worse... | |
| Those who would eliminate the worse from the universe would eliminate | |
| Providence itself | |
| Interrogate the patterns of the prophetic mode, | |
| Perceive the two faces of the Divine | |
| And shed the just, divine retribution | |
| Quantified, a suppurating cross, alike in blood and scoria | |
| Qual und Tod bringt dieser Sang, der ihn bestü rmt, | |
| Sein Herze zerrei t, Sinne zerst rt... | |
| " L' Esprit du Seigneur ne se prome ne pas seulement dans les cimetie res | |
| Ceux qui Le connaissent peuvent Le rencontrer partout, f tce en enfer, | |
| Et Il dit Luim me que le feu marche devant Sa Face!" | |
| Microcosm, | |
| The details of a burning body, vivid and morbid, | |
| Flaming eyes perceived through a virtuous glance, | |
| A swollen tongue protruding through the nasal apertures, hanging lips bruised, | |
| Teeth overcome with rot, long arms that hang down to the feet and odors foul... | |
| Explicit is the belief that God permits his creatures to be reviled and scorned | |
| And that this is their only means of | |
| Salvation | |
| Means of... | |
| Salvation! | |
| Thesaurus Ecclesiae | |
| The memory of a stagnant and somber vale | |
| Inhabited by ethereal purity, | |
| Violet and bloodred crucifixes, | |
| Sulfurous shrines and redglowing demonism | |
| Thou shalt bringeth the chalice of divine wrath and final consummation | |
| To thine lips, and drink with confidence... | |
| Tell me, sweet child, why are tears rolling from your eyes? |
| In abstracto... | |
| ... Echange du Vide | |
| Ecce lignum Crucis, | |
| In quo salus mundi pependit | |
| Therefore, God honors the sword so highly | |
| That He calls it His own ordinance, and will not have men say | |
| Or imagine that they have invented it or instituted it | |
| For the hand that wields this sword and slays with it is then | |
| No more man' s hand, but God' s, and it is not man, | |
| But God, who hangs, tortures, beheads, slays and fights | |
| All these are His work and His judgments... | |
| Plerosis, answering the strident call of felony, | |
| Filling the void of purity gone instantly... | |
| Instigating manifold quadrants of industrialized death, | |
| An avid Moloch, never satiated, an endless Feast, | |
| Following the principle of reversibility of merits, shattering up the Word | |
| As Pillars of grayish Soulfire spurt out to a bereaved firmament | |
| ... I am the son of Man, and this in erring reason' s spite, is my pride... | |
| War, be enthroned, a form of divine retribution! | |
| Execution, | |
| Be sacred, agent of divine Providence! | |
| Man, lost somewhere between the restrictive force | |
| Of Cain and the expansive force of Abel, | |
| Falls from his median position between Angel and Beast | |
| Each time he ceases to desire a being superior to himself | |
| Adam' s descent into materiality, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| The separating line between the Saved and the Damned, | |
| May it be questioned... | |
| If there is to be a multiplicity of forms, can one thing be worse | |
| Unless another is better, or one be better unless another is worse... | |
| Those who would eliminate the worse from the universe would eliminate | |
| Providence itself | |
| Interrogate the patterns of the prophetic mode, | |
| Perceive the two faces of the Divine | |
| And shed the just, divine retribution | |
| Quantified, a suppurating cross, alike in blood and scoria | |
| Qual und Tod bringt dieser Sang, der ihn bestü rmt, | |
| Sein Herze zerrei t, Sinne zerst rt... | |
| " L' Esprit du Seigneur ne se promè ne pas seulement dans les cimetiè res | |
| Ceux qui Le connaissent peuvent Le rencontrer partout, f tce en enfer, | |
| Et Il dit Luim me que le feu marche devant Sa Face!" | |
| Microcosm, | |
| The details of a burning body, vivid and morbid, | |
| Flaming eyes perceived through a virtuous glance, | |
| A swollen tongue protruding through the nasal apertures, hanging lips bruised, | |
| Teeth overcome with rot, long arms that hang down to the feet and odors foul... | |
| Explicit is the belief that God permits his creatures to be reviled and scorned | |
| And that this is their only means of | |
| Salvation | |
| Means of... | |
| Salvation! | |
| Thesaurus Ecclesiae | |
| The memory of a stagnant and somber vale | |
| Inhabited by ethereal purity, | |
| Violet and bloodred crucifixes, | |
| Sulfurous shrines and redglowing demonism | |
| Thou shalt bringeth the chalice of divine wrath and final consummation | |
| To thine lips, and drink with confidence... | |
| Tell me, sweet child, why are tears rolling from your eyes? |
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