eύaggέlion [ı´vændзəlion] - the reward of good tidings, given to the messengers (from eύ, well; άγγελíα, tidings, from άγγελοs, a messenger, angel)

Hypostatic Union:

Nergal – luxInferno – solOrion – ignis

Concelebrated The Revelation:

Seth – abyssus

Schism Congregation:

Maciej Malenczuk – vocals on „Lucifer”Tomasz Osiecki – sitar on “Shemhamforash” Inferno, Orion, Seth, Manticore, Hatefrost,Arkadiusz Malczewski – backing vocals on “Daimonos”Siegmar – all samples and synths Pawel Hulisz - trumpet Piotr Kowalkowski – trumpet Michal Szczerba – hornBogdan Kwiatek – tromboneLukasz Gruba - tuba All music by Nergal All lyrics by Nergal and Krzysztof AzarewiczArrangements by BehemothSamples arranged by Siegmar and Orion Statements by Krzysztof Azarewicz and NergalTranslations by Krzysztof AzarewiczGrammatical consultations with Sharon E. Wennekers and Katarzyna SlawskaAll songs published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing

Produced by Nergal and Behemoth Co-produced by Daniel Bergstrand, Slavomir and Woytek Wieslawscy, Colin RichardsonRecorded at RG Studios January 2009 e.v.- May 2009 e.v.Engineered by Arkadiusz Malczewski, Janusz Bryt, Kuba Mankowski Assistant engineer: Marcin MalinowskiMixed by Colin Richardson at Musikbox, Miloco Studios, London, May 2009 e.v.Mix engineer: Scott Atkins Assistant engineer: Matt Wiggins Mastered by Ted Jensen in Sterling Studio, New York, May 2009 e.v.

Cover concept by Nergal and Tomasz Danilowicz Cover design and artwork by Tomasz Danilowicz, www.g-r-a-a-l.comBand photography by Maciej Boryna and Grupa13Costumes designed and made by Kasjopea Michorowska www.rustydusty.net Make up by Behemoth Mask designed by Tomasz Danilowicz Mask made by Gellaturo

Bonus DVD: The Making Ov EvangelionDirected and edited by Kuba MankowskiStudio footage by Kuba Mankowski and NergalInterview shot by Michal Brach and Marcin GiorewPhoto session footage shot and edited by Grupa 13Menu design by Xaay

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honour me !Chaldean priestsbow to me, in adorationevangelizeprophets ov the boundless joysanctify the sin ov indulgence

we worship the sunwe worship the moonspreading like ratsexalted above the stars ov god

all hail slain and risen god !all hail Dionysus !

“Come, blessed Dionysius, various nam’d, bull-fac’dBegot from Thunder, Bacchus fam’dBassarian God, of universal mightWhom swords, and blood, and sacred rage delight”

war be sustained !my godless phoenix rise ne’er to lifeless shall I submitoffering solely the sword not peacemercy and cowardice extinct within

we worship the sunwe worship the moonspreading like ratsexalted above the stars ov god all hail slain and risen god !all hail Dionysus !

lead: Sethlead: Nergal

The word daimon is used herein in the classical or, more precisely, Platonian context and means higher self or genius. It is very easy to see that the percep-tion of certain subjects is the result of indoctrination. In one culture a given concept may be considered sacred, whereas in another it becomes bastardized. Information can be manipulated in order to serve our own purposes, and the history of well-established mainstream religions is full of such misuses. The concept of demon became evil because it was able to bring one to the realization of Self, which for worshipers of death-god was identical with the original sin. On the surface it is difficult to see a connection between a daimon and Chaldean priests, however Chaldean mythology provides many references to shedu, also known as lammasu, storm-demons represented as winged bulls. They acted not only as protective entities, but also keepers of the gates of dawn or illumina-tion. The Birth of Tragedy by F. Nietzsche was another very important source for these lyrics. The text focuses mainly on exploration of Dionysian aspects of Apollo/Dionysus dichotomy: chaos, intoxication, celebration of nature, excess and glorification of the wholeness of existence. To make this message more powerful, we used excerpts from The 44th Orphic Hymn dedicated to Dionysus.

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DAIMONOS(music and lyrics by Nergal)

SHEMHAMFORASH(music and lyrics by Nergal)

The Shemhamforasch is an epithet for a 216-letter name of God discovered by medieval kabbalists, who read the letters of three verses of the book of Exodus in a specific order. The name is composed of 72 groups of three letters, and each of these triplets was considered the name of an angel or higher intelligence. According to the magical tra-dition, King Solomon evoked 72 demons, confined them in a bronze vessel sealed by magical symbols, and obliged them to work for him. These demons are catalogued in various magical grimoires, most notably in Lemegeton, which describes their powers, appearance and manner, as well as instructions for controlling them.These demons are the shadows of the 72 angels of Shemhamforasch. Using their names and sigils, we are able to call on various demons for various favours. Regardless of our opinions on subjectivity or objectivity of such a phenom-enon and despite our interpretative model of their existence, be it ontological (magicko-religious) or epistemological (magicko-scientific), certain things do happen. Demons and angels enable us to categorize life experiences and to face them more consciously. Our life and art is not about developing ideologies and different „isms”. It is a battlefield of opposite forces, and pangs of childbirth whose name will be Perfection.

O ye ov little faithwith ethics rotten in a moral cagedead meat thrown down to the wormsto feed religious tumorcorrupting marrow ov repugnant swirl at my command!let the blood ov the infants floodthe streets ov Bethelehem!at my command !let the heads ov Samaritans pave my ways !

lead: Nergallead: Seth

Shemhamforash !

consumed by tongues ov fireburning like Phlegethon holy gardens reduced to ash extinguishing light ov hopebringing the end ov the days words ov my gospel scattered sacrilegious scorn spat in pale creedsthin is the line between pure being and pure nothingmy sole companion woe to Thee ! at my command!let the blood ov the infants floodthe streets ov Bethelehem !

I the Sun ov manthe offspring ov the stellar racemy halo fallen and crushed upon the earththat I may bring balance to this world I son ov perditionfrom sheer nothingness transgressed unto the highest self – to utmost freedom to explore the starry nature ov my rage I pulse ov existencethe law ov nature undeniedI hold the torch ov Heraclites so I can shake the earth and move the suns I divine iconoclast injecting chaos into my veins with life acceptedwith pain resurrectedis the embrace ov god in man profound

the joy ov a dawnthe ecstasy ov dusknourished have I this karmic flowwhere great above meets great belowlet it be written !let it be done !scattered I walk towards the fractured light

lead: Seth

Whilst listening to the first demo versions of this track I had an over-whelming impression that every single tone is filled with the omni-present spirit of Dionysus, the god of ecstatic chaos and source of pure joy, reaching far beyond false boundaries between good and evil, life and death, love and hate. Dionysian rave focuses entirely on Here and Now, experiential knowledge, intuition and passion. All of these are essential factors or components of any form of art. A world governed by such virtues cannot be corrupted or repressed by order, which every culture or civilization tries to enforce. Its nature is much more primordial and pure. The same is true about creative chaos; it goes beyond any kind of intellectual analysis or speculation. It becomes a released energy, a realised potential, and it is never inert. Let us rejoice for we are as streams of lava erupting under our oceanic and cosmic Will.

OV FIRE AND THE VOID(music and lyrics by Nergal)

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there is a flame untamed deep in my heartunyielding, pure Ain Soph‘tis measurelessour right divine: aspire to all horizonsto seek nature ov thingsretreat within yourselfto find the primal breath slaves ov the dead godsmartyrs ov the falsehoodyour life is death nowengulfed by the wake ov a million yearswelcome to Amenti to perceive means to knowto possess means to denyin the catacombs ov lifeconcealed within deaths vaults pure vibration liesnitya-samsarinstravel to the house ov empty wordsAm-Heh! devour their hearts !

slaves ov the dead godsmartyrs ov the falsehoodyour life is death nowengulfed by the wake ov a million yearswelcome to Amenti

lead: Nergallead: Seth

Jerusalem is falling !falling ! falling !Jerusalem is falling !Yerushalaim nehereset !

TRANSMIGRATING BEYOND REALMS OV AMENTI (music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz)

Again, on one level of interpretation, these lyrics deal with the concept of a dead soul and its inevitable fate. This term was coined by Aleister Crowley and denotes human beings who live like automatons, consumed by their desires and mammalian imprints. Amenti or Duat in Egyptian mythology de-noted the Underworld, the abode of souls after death. Like the sun-god Ra, we de-scent into our own hells to face all aspects of life, to revitalize ourselves and to steal fire not only from heaven but also from the cauldrons of the deepest pits. There is no god but man. There is no devil but god. Verses of this song conceal the keys which can guide us beyond the state of worm-like life, to transmigrate beyond the reality of dead souls.

inflict the seed ov Eve upon methe heritage ov Cain can’t be undone‘tis my rejection ! ‘tis my denial !that stirs with repulsive mortifications they attempted to deprive mefrom my odium ov chaosthey threw my wretched bodyinto rivers ov purgatoryfor such is a consequenceov my angelic natureabortion ov god in my leprous womb

soiled with the miasma ov the bleakest hemisphere the formless fires ov Amenti unfold not nearly as frenzy as discordia that breeds withinnot nearly as frenzy as disorder that I bringuniverse is drainedso is my heart……this earth grew weary and dullis it the renaissance ov my rigid existence? is there a future for me beyond the stars?

I drink to desolationI drink to your demisemonarch ov neglected kingdom oh great despiser ov life

et credo in serpentemmisterium mysteriorum in nomen eius Baphomet

hearken! my Ophitiesconsume the flesh and drink the bloodobtain communion with utmost disgrace reject the benefits ov eucharistdisdain the lie!let you senses sharpenlet your eyes see in the boundless darkresist not radiant lightbe like comets slashing thru the vast skies be like ravening wolvesunchaining hearts

now drink to desolationdrink to god’s demisemonarch ov neglected kingdom oh great despiser ov life

o leo et o serpensqui perditor perdessis valens nobiscum

He who breeds pestilence is a reflection of limitless freedom and the autonomy of every man. This ethos can be attained only by denying existence of the higher being commonly called God. I was inspired by the words of Jean-Paul Sartre: if there is to be an autonomous free man, then God must die. This brings us to the following conclusion: there is no good a priori since there is no God who could create it. The only one who exists is a man creating a horizon of his values, demarcat-ing all boundaries. He is the sole source of his morality. Contemplating the idea of freedom, I was repeatedly confronted with omnipresent and omnipotent feelings of loneliness and emp-tiness. Surprisingly, that vast abyss was never frightening, but infinitely fascinating. I was joy-ously able to exchange all those transcen-dental or ontological conditions into never-satisfying states of anxiety and hunger. These emotions very often bring pain but, on the other hand, inspire and motivate me on my path.

HE WHO BREEDSPESTILENCE(music and lyrics by Nergal)

from the top ov the highest mountain prior to descent, my fall for Thee

my weapon is silenceI, bringer ov light to burn this goddamn Eden down !

behold! I rise from primal silenceas a storm crushing dismal shores ov Acheron

my weapon is violencefrom the mud ov the earth

back to the womb ov Babalon !

sink in the stream ov woeAcheron!

rise above the eyes ov godNecromanteion!

I am the oracle I am the grace ov god

I am the stream ov woeI am wrath from above

lead: Nergallead: Seth

from Neptunian realm arisenBabylon the great I praised

with the voice ov silence I called the genii ov the heights and depths

I came down as raging Mars

as volcanic fire godtotality and I are onein the absence ov lightinfinite I shall become

sink in the stream ov woeAcheron !

rise above the eyes ov godNecromanteion !

The seed ov I is the true essence of every star. It is not the ego but rather the Self. It is rooted deep in the fertile soil which for a disabled Naza-rene was considered dead matter. Roots of the seed reach depths of the Underworld, and those of us who want to achieve heights must also explore depths. One of the portals leading to the Underworld, to the realm of subconscious stratum, is Necromanteion - an ancient Greek temple of necromancy devoted to Hades and Persephone. The word Nekromanteion means “the Oracle of Death”. Today’s world seems to be nothing more than the realm of the dead. Weak and vile humans creep into the dirt from which they sprang. The stream of Acheron takes them down to their final destination and their bell strikes for the last time. The only way out is to perfect ourselves through the alkhemical process of transforma-tion, to enter the realm of the dead, take the prima materia, and metamorphose it into pure philosophical gold. We descend through a chthonic series of meandric corridors of life making offerings to the gods as we pass through the gates of initiation into mysteries of existence. The nobility of our acts, courage of our hearts and strength of our bodies are the practical keys for this Great Opus. Parts two and three of these lyrics were inspired by the Orphic Hymns translated by Thomas Taylor (1758-1835) and should be considered as incantations of our highest aspirations.

THE SEED OV I(music by Nergal;

lyrics by Nergal and Krzysztof Azarewicz)

“Glory unto the Scarlet W

oman, Babalon the M

other of Abominations, that rideth upon the Beast,

for she hath spilt their blood in every corner of the earth and lo! she hath mingled it in the cup

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behold! as Rome burns so do I…‘tis not the last empire to crumbleI bore witness to rise and fall ov tribes ov Adonaiand fallen short ov a glory ov god

lord ov hosts whore ov salvationtear the skies as you spread your legsvomit forth upon my headall afflictions and abominations known to man

Tyranny preys on fear. Most human beings are slaves of abhorrence, anxiety, cowardice and despair. The communion they partake in is abomination and the name of their sacra-ment is a stupor which ends in a final sleep of the soul. The bounds are so painful and the chains are so strong that they prefer to hum-bly kneel before the reality with eyes fixed on the cold floor of churches, town halls and banks. If any of them think we are here to reb-el for the sake of rebellion, they are mistaken. Our goal is to bring fire from heaven and hell in order to purify the corrupted state of be-ing. We fear nothing. Our aim is to transgress the barriers of slavery, to rise and awake, to transform fear into philosophical awe of the universe, which heavily falls on our fragile bodies and crushes our souls with the totality of experience.

ALAS, LORD IS UPON ME(music and lyrics by Nergal)

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grant me profane kissoh Isis mother ov allthy lips like morphineteasing my slumbering heartrelease me!this cosmos is way to smallcome down on earth, evangelize ! ravishing museabduct my spiritand bury my will in spacious beyond that human thought can never reachalight upon the earthand consecrate my engines ov life! and so I chant that triumph ov mighttrampling kingdoms ov conscience I, the archangel ov wrathwith one word, the unholy swordI overmastered every image ov god I come in splendor and golden gloryseeking war trophies and sacred spoilsto purify this heart ov mineto cast away rotten rooddefile morality ov the blind god defiling morality ov black god

background lead: Sethlead: Nergal

These lyrics are powerful enchantments calling forth divine force and fire – weapons enabling us to leave the world of limitations, tyranny and restrictions behind. They invoke mighty archetypes of ancient Khem and its sidereal legacy. Tyranny and sin are the weapons of Black Brothers, slaves of rot-ten rood and servants of the biggest sect in the world. If they want kingdom on the Earth – so mote it be! Our kingdom is that of the stars!

DEFILING MORALITY OV BLACK GOD(music by Nergal; lyrics by Krzysztof Azarewicz and Nergal)