Monday, March 28, 2011

Celtic Frost - Totengott (Triptych)



Words: I have never heard his voice nor have I ever seen his form. Yet still he casts his dark shadow on the light of my being. Death -- Negation of being. Wraith of inner sanctum. Apparition of my amorphousness. Solemnity of my disembodiment. Death -- Decay. Creator of corpses. Principle of annihilation. Secret of negativity. Unspeakable silence. Despairing monologue.

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