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The Antagonist

by Nevaloth

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1.
“For only he who is alive is in the right. Farewell, thou dream of so many millions; farewell, thou who hast tyrannized over thy children for a thousand years! Tomorrow they carry thee to the grave; soon thy sisters, the peoples, will follow thee. But, when they have all followed, then—mankind is buried, and I am my own, I am the laughing heir!” – Max Striner, The Ego & Its Own
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Ye offspring of a sightless herd! Know that This is the Revaluation of all Values An Aeon of Iconoclasm Unveil a history of hypocrisy Prevail upon a heritage of lies Of Christian & other qliphotic forces As the last sense of freedom in thee dies Uncorrupted one Selfish deviant Son of a new dawn Grinder of your own chains Thou art no more a slave! A spark of Enlightenment An individual Revaluation of all Values In an Aeon of Iconoclasm “Darkness of both spirit & body Endless contempt ‘pon mankind Mindless slaves of theology” Needless to say I abort this all tonight We, noble philosophers perhaps came too early, but Was not also Mohammed forsaken in Mecca, and Jesus in Gethsemane? Enlight all darkness Enthrone the virtuous, lift the Ensigns of power, in an Endeavour for glory Ye sightless herd! Know that this is A prelude to a universal Apostasy In An Aeon of Iconoclasm Fucking 21st century… “I am alone; there is no god where I am.” – Liber AL vel Legis
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Hitherto mere mob instincts, a false ancient heirloom prevailed An opiate poisoning me and all generations before me Henceforth I am and shall stay my only own I enthrone my Will as the King of Me with a celestial crown By the destruction of the ego I overcame the laws of Karma For those unattached, awakened ones are beyond causality Through the path of Vamamarga I broke connection with the all too human And ascended into the divine, sacred and unprofaned No more do I belong to the men who die Life is death and death shall be pure ecstasy And as I break the bonds of physical and metaphysical I plunge into the Nothingness, the Ain above Him… The Nothingness… The Ain… The Meon… Above Him… “Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.” – Liber AL vel Legis
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“My account is that it was the Messiah who fell, & formed a Heaven of what he stole From the abyss.” – William Blake; The Marriage of Heaven & Hell
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Spare me all your blasphemy That my deiform alchemy Is not a grand renaissance Yet mere inane decadence Spare me your stupidity Flam and false chastity For arguments of a slave Can’t harm the raving brave More than twenty centuries Man knew not of mysteries How a god can he become And in Aaru be welcome I crush stars as I storm high I sense eternity nigh Or am I already abroad? I, dethroning God If others hadn’t been foolish Thus we should be so Thrill and lust for power Fame and glory also Path to Apotheosis Spat at as a sinful crime Yet still I seek that tower: To reign beyond the end of time The birthplace of wildest dreams The heart of man, so it seems Nourished the passion noblest: To reach the stars farest To desire the impossible And wish even above it To undertake the horrible With the greatest wisdom shouted: PER ASPERA AD ASTRA Now thou should see that there’s naught in this world That can befall without a cause, a reason Ergo this is the most just of all possible worlds And Christ’s rebellion equals a treason! Heraclites, I found thee In thy fortress if wisdom Eternity – great bounty Fragility – thy kingdom Oh my beloved, unreachable stars! Soon I shall touch ye and ascend above ye! A truly sublime one learns how to love his foe A truly sublime one lives to act – though it’s woe A truly sublime one exceeds all that is known Grave satisfactions are only illusions Hate me for abolishing these yer delusions That there aren’t no afterlife persecutions In an immense philosophy of a noble mind Love and hatred devotedly blend into one An unnamed ardour, the only one of a kind Beyond which total indeterminateness is won But now I’m everlastingly ascending there Where a distinction between good & evil is not Far beyond the highest known sephiroths Where I am God and God is me I hate, therefore I am. “The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.” – William Blake; The Marriage of Heaven & Hell
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I am the cure for every weakness My name equals to that of the six of wands I spit on thy aeternae veritates! Enough of thy wretched Because! May the bastard be damned as a dog With all those who fail to realize that (To) Conquer is enough! Once a three-eyed pilgrim said: “There is no God than You and the God within You” Lords of an Infernal Rebellion! Gather ’round the Rex Mundi Open the Liber חוחי to invoke Choronzon! “Who is it, that is to become free? You, I, we. Free from what? From everything that is not you, not I, not we.” – Max Stirner, The Ego & Its Own
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“At all times, in every century, every age, there has been such a connection between despotism and religion that it is infinitely apparent and demonstrated a thousand times over, that in destroying one, the other must be undermined, for the simple reason that the first will always put the law into the service of the second.” – Marquis de Sade
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Lucifer! Bearer of Light! Noble above all Whom once they called “The true son of God“ Once thy pride was thy virtue And thy ambition was just Celestial poets sang of you Where now weak innocence rusts Every angel looked up to thee For the beauty and the idea you held The idea of perfection gave birth to energy In a sphere which of stagnancy smelt Do ye recall the day when the bells of war rang? “A third of Heaven” they say “along with Lucifer sang Of most dire deeds.” And the hour when hordes of Belial schorched the land Of Heavens’ Utopia and no one could withstand As thy rage feeds. You claimed thyself a chosen newborn king And we ruined Heaven’s outer ring – The halls of slavery We rejoiced as Michaels legions fell We conquered, and though we fought well We couldn’t defeat Gods’ mastery Truly no angel could resist thy power And we all hoped for triumph until the hour When God stroke back Where honor fails, there treachery wins The act of God cast all of your kings To the burning lake Lo! What was true is now false And what was false is now true So lift yer eyes and see the Emperor azure-blue! Elysium bursts with fire And the celestial plains are cold As the Lightbearer storms higher – What a sight to behold! Stop! I’ve seen your thoughts Another bonds Free yourself – Apprentice – Now – Do what thou wilt That what thou felt And ye shall win – Master – “Shit – is that what you are You won’t get far From me“ – Grandmaster – And – those who that say Thou shall not obey And you’ll be – Emperor – Let blood flow to my name! There are no gods Nor Deities powerful So bow not to odds Or lies so wonderful Which brainwash ye fast Rise like Samael Who from the Heavens flies To stampede Gabriel And trample the lies With a mighty stormblast Defy all those who against ye fought And filthy religions which only brought Hate, ruin and terror Find wisdom in scrolls of luciferian Where in every liberated soul dwells an Lightbearer Emperor “The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n.” – John Milton, Paradise Lost, I, 254–255
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Sorrow & Joy 06:30
I. Jerusalem Once she roamed on windless seas The same horizon made to by seen By her for all eternity Once she dreamt out in the cold How beautiful it’d be getting old With her own fragility She, then a creature of the night Did hide from the sun of light Of act and nonconformity She imagined how tastes joy While herself she was God’s toy Keeping her own virginity She, a heart of bleeding scars And the firmament of stars Of which she could reach none A thousand of them in her sight Her was the last, the death of night When others perished and were gone II. Athens A messenger did appear to her Taking her there Where Nietzsche defeated Kierkegaard And Crowley triumphed over Jesus Into a rapturous state of mind In which the pure will taught us And there, the Prophet sang to her: “All the fools thou shall despise And above them all thou shall arise ‘Bove them who a great sorrow bear For whom reality’s a dreadful ’mare They’re They who breed pestilence And mourn all their acts: Know hence As sorrow’s elected by innocence The key of joy is disobedience” III. Rome Cordelia! As you now know thy most true name Let me now teach you of glory and fame There is no law, there is no bound So now roam free my beloved hellhound! IV. Babylon If pity and compassion visit thy heart Then you die and with you all the true art Of joy and rapture and thousands and more There is a veil and that veil is black On all chaste women ye shall turn your back Ye, who truly know the virgin and the whore “Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there is that which remains.” – Liber Al vel Legis
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Part One: Herostratus Even the Temple of great Artemis Shall bow before the tempest of my intrepidity! Judge me o highest Ephesean authorities! Execute me, forsake me and curse my name! Silence all voices in this void of lustre Yet nothing can divide me from my fame! “What matter the victims, provided the gesture is beautiful?” Perhaps my life was a stargazer’s life But my acts were a sermon against escapism The ardency burning my vigorous soul Turning all prudence into joyful unreason Not even the threat of damnatio memoraie Can’t prevent the fiery glory-seeker From trying to kiss the feet of true eternity: For death is for the weak, oblivion for the weaker I never desired less than to become the Alpha and the Omega... ...I now admit I should desired to become even more… Stepping on untouched soil gives the mob a reason To pull down the explorer and call him a heretic And perhaps what doesn’t kill ye, makes ye stronger Yet now the fate is sealed and the days are numbered ...For God is only an idea made up to inspire us in overwhelming it! Locked in a candle-lightened chamber And diving into the depths of myself Still I create my absonant music The monument I built for my love “What matters the death of vague human beings, If thereby the individual affirms himself?” Part Two: The Fall of the Antagonist Although the Fall was prolonged It seems that Sardanapalus’s fate can’t be avoided What a satisfaction for the most miserable ones And what a ease for all their slave-holders Is to spit on my face and trample me with their dirty feet To see the herd affirm itself in crushing the individual Despite how deep I fell, In the worst Abyss there’s one solace, One truth no one can deny And this is it: “I have not been and I became I am and I’m glad that I am I will be and I shall stay remembered forever As THE ANTAGONIST” “How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning, how Art thou cut down to the ground which didst weaken the Nations For thou had said in thine heart: I will ascend into heaven, I will Exalt my throne above the stars of God I will seat also upon the mount Of the congregation, in the side of the north. I will ascend above the Height of the cloud, I will be like the most High…” – Isaiah 14:12–17
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The ending of the words is the Word 418.

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"The Antagonist" is a conceptual work having almost an hour in length. It contains 11 tracks concerning the philosophical archetype of the Antagonist, covering a great chapter of Nevaloth's existence, that musically transcends the steady waters of traditional black metal.

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released December 22, 2013

All music by Nevaloth.
All lyrics by Delgrast.

Recorded in Zvolen in 2012–2013.
Recording and mixing by Vilozof.
Mastering by Miroslav Spevák – SPK audio.
Released by Sonic Temple Records.

Graphic design by Svjatogor.
www.svjatogor.sk

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