Band: Diaboli Album: Mesmerized by Darkness (1996) Song: Supreme ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYKioTN8adA

Band: Gholgoth Album: Somnus Mortis Imago (2004) Song: Absurdum Lyrics: [In medias res: ... a chilling, dark blue-toned vision, which is actually a strong picture of a strange cruxifiction. Night is embraced by magickal aura, words fly through the air:] ["Fullmoon's light dancing on the hillside,] [Where a tiny crowd marching so noisy and swarming like a beehive,] [Going up to stand a third in between two crosses.] [There's one dragger among them, whom will be surely crucified..."] [But the text is a "bit" different...] Ancient room- moist and dark Yellow, timeless mildew on the walls. In the centre a chair I sit Walls: With countless eyes overlaid, Immense Eyes:(Numbers) (It) hurts. In a place foreign (Where foreignity I feel not) These eyes urged to watch me when you' re pushed under water, and you know you have not enough air: "Lungs adhered, nervepanic So grotesque" Through craft unseen Staring fixed with no eyelids, Just sitting in the wall So large are they like human... Heads. As warmth fills my heart, a fever begins crawling, Swelling slowly away in my shape, Getting closer to my head, To have it squashed. The presence of fibrail engrams in gyrus: Green hand-seems mucous A tongue, in this palm's middle Kisses one huge eye Lick through with pleasure Lick through with joy Tastes good... Cold Saliva Cold Tranquil Gazing hundreds of eyes Piercing, bursting me I can not hide, I'm lame, I think. Nausea, Fever, Vacuum in the head Yell- a parched throath (Muteness.) Tranquil cold, Cold I shiver, (it) hurts. "Circumdederunt me gemitus mortis: Dolores inferni, circumdederunt me. Non omnis moriar." Absurdum Unconsciously I stand up With slow treads I walk to the door Like a scene of a motion picture Where each move is gnawing... Torture! One Flash Pain One Flash Dull hit on the chest... [Intermezzo:] I reach the door. Handle; turned. The door opens, then disappeares. Blinding Whiteness Through the door of liberty Out from here, to the white light, From the room of eyes To the light depraved. I step into the crowd, Into the ziplipped people, Into the dead... ...to become dead. ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYP3s15h0NQ