In Thy Pandemaeternum 2026 Version

Father! Art thou blind and deaf? Old man! Decrepit and hideous Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love For there thy love layeth as a cockroach Under my iron boot I am the Gehenna of humanity whereas thou art the mercy And what shalt thou needst it for? If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway I am the blood from thy limbs - thou art the wisdom Is it a great one? yes, vain fools do believe in it They shall go up in flames anyway Father! Art thou blind and deaf? Old man! I’m in thy Pandemaeternum (The) Devil’s tongue is the tongue of fire (The same) that burneth thine houses to the ground Consumeth the light and thy sheep... damned! And even their wool is crude and meat poisonous Not for the hungry dogs at my table I shall destroy everything, or else I shall throw it to (the) vultures to devour Let them feast! The Devil’s tongue is the tongue of the night Whenever thou delighteth in its beauty Thou pourest in thyself the wine of the underworld Whenever thou cravest for bearing it There are only the whispers of trees thou canst hear Hungry (for) thy love, I am anticipating my time… Father! Art thou blind and deaf? Old man! Im in thy Pandemaeternum (The) Devil's tongue is the tongue of my father Who with the universe constituteth an entity He shall not sell thee out for any tryst - for love - affairs, kisses of humanity Therefore give me his darkness Power, might, hope and fulfillment Give me his light ‘Tis the time for the feast of hell…