"I this day receiv’d yr mention of what came up from the Salts I sent you. It was wrong, and meanes clearly that ye Headstones had been chang’d when Barnabas gott me the Specimen"

Et Monumenta Aperta Sunt

"So through endless twilights I dreamed and waited, though I knew not what I waited for. Then in the shadowy solitude my longing for light grew so frantic that I could rest no more, and I lifted entreating hands to the single black ruined tower that reached above the forest into the unknown outer sky."

Surrexerunt Igitur Vesperi

Do you know what a singularity is? Does your mind truly fathom                      what a black hole is? It is NOTHING. Absolute and eternal NOTHING. And if God is Everything, then I have seen the Devil. It's a liberating experience. ©

Singularity

'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams,
I will hold my light above them and seek their faces.
I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .'
The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darkness,
Or as a wind blown over a myriad forest,
Or as the numberless voices of long-drawn rains.

© Conrad Aiken "The House Of Dust"

Chaos Dreamland remix

Where The Forgotten Pestilence Sleeps Remix

Hear the summons behind the rumble of Terminus Est engines:

"In the embrace of great Nurgle, I am no longer afraid, for with His pestilential favour I have become that which I once feared: Death."

Path To Plague Planet Remix

Awake the ancient blasphemy
Defile the piety of "god"
Pass through the gate of mortal death

The Black Vespers

The Black Vespers (remix)

“O friend and companion of night, thou who rejoicest in the baying of dogs and spilt blood, who wanderest in the midst of shades among the tombs, who longest for blood and bringest terror to mortals, Gorgo, Mormo, thousand-faced moon, look favourably on our sacrifices!”

Nightfall Cult Repercussions (remix)

"In the dank twilight I climbed the worn and aged stone stairs till I reached the level where they ceased, and thereafter clung perilously to small footholds leading upward. Ghastly and terrible was that dead, stairless cylinder of rock; black, ruined, and deserted, and sinister with startled bats whose wings made no noise." © HPL

Ruins: No Entrance (remix)

Part I: Spreading the flies
Part II Black Pox rising

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