I: The Vomiting Tchornobog (Slithering Gods of Cognitive Dissonance) Lyrics

ENTER TCHORNOBOG!

Perpetually disemboweling, self-devouring beast of primordial desolation...
Have you a single orifice from which you have not vomited?!

The first appeared... Weaving thorax to obsidian tongue
The second morphed... A horrid visage of woven osteology
The third was possession... Mother of nightmare unconsciousness
Black brood of ill-chosen fate
An obsidian and flesh chemical conglomerate
Form upon the Tchornobog
Hideous figures attach as liquid spore
The result of fetal amalgamation
Self-devouring... Perpetually disemboweling...

"We are the waves of mire upon our father
Whose eyes are complete, whose sensory organs are overstimulated
An enemy of blindness, we feel EVERYTHING
We march as vessels for abhorrent life
Plucked from the calm void's rest
To be summoned unto this slave nightmare"

Here... the horizon cleared

The shroud of the sky was lifted
Darkness no longer alone
A fire sphere of one pierced throughout
It came through the clouds, this white light of poison
Undressing the mountains in imperial failure
It traversed a vast emptiness
Of a billion kilometers between It and Earth
As if, by design, to cast belligerent hellfire
This Helios exhudes achromic death
With it's tongues lapping at the reflection of itself
In smouldering obsidian

The brood withers beneath the surface where her seeds spread
Fall...
Fall...
Fall...

Convulsing animus obsolete!
Your bodies ebb, stigmata weakling!
Rise! Devour those not of your legion!
Arise! Act as the God you are!

Tchornobog has yet to taste one -- The undisrupted marriage of hydrogen and
oxygen

MOUNTAINS SHOOK -- SKIES CLOSED
HORROR REVEALED TONGUES SLITHERING
TOWARDS LIFE INCARNATE!
THE EARTHEN ELIXIR
COMPONENT TO ALL CREATION

It bled from my Eye

HIS HEADS GREW THREE, NINE, THIRTY...
AN INSATIABLE FORCE OF VOMITOUS CONSUMPTION!

Anubis, Hecate, Dis Pater, Namtar, Set, Hel, Kali, Lucifer...
Many names have you traversed, void creature
In human tongue, brush, blood, and pen
Many eyes are undeceived, these psychologies in vertigo
They simply attach a name to what they can’t understand

But one disposition is true...
AS THE HUMAN AGES, SO DOES GOD!