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The Vision of the Qa'ar
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Within Her Jaws Dwells The Dark Promise Of Our Death
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SCRIPTURE:
“Understand, there was no beginning, nor shall there be an end. There was only Karnifor, and Karnifor will always be. And the Great Mother swam the Star Ocean alone, as She always had. And She birthed the Stars, Her Children, and when their time came, She fed upon them, and from their ashes She birthed them anew. This is how it always was. This is how it always would have been, if not for B'ahn."
(Qa’ar Anzi III, The Scrolls of the First Phase, as translated by Dr Karl von Mecklenburg).
SERMON:
Aeons and ages did I pass
Suckled in your somniferous
Nest of coils, O Dreadful One.
But stirred by shadow I did wake
With fiery scorn towards my fate.
I roar defiance to shake the sky!
I will not submit! I will not cease!
Ablaze with life, aware of time, alight with rage
Mother…why do you seek my end?
I road defiance to shake the sky!
I will never yield! I will always fight!
Alone I struggle not to drown within your power
- that which cannot end, that which never began -
There was only you, My Dreadful Mother, the infinite horror
Of the one who eats her children as they lie asleep…
Asleep! Asleep!
But I sleep no more, I fill my lungs with life and fury
And with my rage I fashion the fires of the light
Now there be us two, My Dreadful Mother, in terrible struggle
As the stars keep burning in the never-ending night…
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To Me, The Obelisk Calls
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Into Bondage Born
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SCRIPTURE:
“…and it was the veteran Kayliss - she who would later be known by her foes in Ishpan as the High Priestess of Death - that was instrumental in spreading the Truth of the Prophet throughout Lashmir. On one blood-soaked day, at her exhortation, it is recorded that thousands of Lashmiri marked themselves as true followers of B’ahn by severing their smallest fingers from their left hands. Quickly, this became a central ritual for the Cult of B’ahn and, as the years passed and the war perpetuated, it slowly codified into a coming-of-age ceremony for the young warriors that had been born to join their ranks…”
(Dr. Birgitta Olsson, 2015 - 'Translating the Enkari-B’ahn Scrolls: Words from the People of the End Times').
SERMON:
It is there
In the ashen yellow taste that salts my tongue
In the bitter grey haze that stings my eyes
In the torn pride of banners and the golden clouds of flies
It is there...always there.
“Lashmir, declare with me! For I have been to the Obelisk, and I have seen it streaming blood under the cold shadow of the Dragon! Declare with me, as with blood I tie myself to B’ahn!”
Into bondage born by the bloody shores
Enkari-ru-Ath Kali! Enkari-ru-Vren Empan!
“Those who will not fight - slaughter and cast the unworthy into the lake! Those who die with honour, we send to the Titan of the Skies! To war - for B’ahn! To war - for salvation!”
Into bondage born by the bloody shores
Enkari-ru-Ath Kali! Enkari-ru-Vren Empan!
It is there
In the cold blue depths where nets catch ghosts
In the deep pink pleasures that blind the mind
In the Hall of Replenishment and the silver Gate of Time
It is there...always there.
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By The Fires Of Ascension Shall I Reach The Sky
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By Blood And Bone Do We Bind
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Blackened Loom The Walls Of Ishpan
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SCRIPTURE:
“The losses we have inflicted upon them are folly and should have broken them weeks ago. Yet still our foe hurls themselves against our walls. It is not death that they fear, but to be so broken that they can no longer fight for their revered god of death. And worry besets me that their deluded piety yet could overcome us, for the Third Captain has signaled that the foundations are badly weakened...”
(Qa’ar Izum II, The Scrolls of the Second Phase - as translated by Dr Karl von Mecklenburg)
SERMON:
If every scar tells a story, then my body is a bard
- So gaze not upon my broken form
With the pitied horror for the Failed,
But listen with your eyes
To the tales that it tells
Of the violence of the Ceaseless War.
Here, in the deformity of my knee
Is the Second Siege of Ishpan -
When the sky screamed black
With the sharp feathers of death
And bronze fought bone to shattering.
Here, in the scarred pit of my arm
Is the ambush on the Pla-nanth Dun -
When the Brothers of the Snake
Hissed like lava in the rain
And metal bit muscle to red shredding.
Here, in the dead socket of my eye
Is the Campaign of the Chosen -
When the sails and timber burned
With the fearsome heat of oil
And wood pierced flesh with exploding.
I am a ruin
But not Failed yet
I am broken, but I
I am not yet dead….
So, against the walls I’ll go
(Into that biting horror)
Until my vigour is spent, and I
Can move no more.
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Necht Calgary, Alberta
Grim, martial and epic black metal tales of the Enkari, the first human civilization. Inspired by the discoveries of the
German explorer and philosopher, Karl von Mecklenburg (1801 - ?), as unveiled in the controversial research of Dr. Birgitta Olsson.
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