Akhoman (Spill the Blood) Lyrics

Oh, creator! What treachery has befallen thee?
As Ohrmazd, defeat in strife
Thou hath born witness to the glorious, the mighty lord!
As Ohrmazd, defeat eternal
Ye of good words, good thoughts and kind spirit, come forth and see!
As Ohrmazd defeat eternal

I shall cast down all who walk his path
Triumphant, may Gannag Menog tower upon thee
As one, defeated in creation, the kindred spirit has been unleashed
Unholy kindred spirit

A grand apostasy, vicious pessimism and despondency
Hail the glorious fall, hail death triumphant

“Gaze into the distant plains and behold the wicked dance of the druj, but do not be deceived by their guise and riches.”

“Fool! Do you not see the might of the Other, he who was born alongside the creator as equal? Has the magnificent truth not consumed thine flesh and all the beauty of these lands?”

“Decrepit utterances, unspeakable blasphemies of impurity, thou shall not forsake me! I am of good words and good thoughts, the true creator is with me!”

“Fool! Gaze upon thine feeble flesh, the true lord’s malice is already upon thee! Be unburdened by your good thoughts and kind spirit, unshackled from Ohrmazd’s lie! There is but one who may withstand the glorious fall, and whence has he gone? the creator has forsaken thee…”

Triumphant, may Gannag Menog tower upon thee
The kindred spirit has been unleashed
Unholy kindred spirit

The sole true creator of vicious pessimism and despondency
Hail the Glorious fall, hail death triumphant