Nile - As He Creates So He Destroys Lyrics






At the seething and fiery center
He sits upon his ebon throne
Within his halls of darkness
Which no man has seen and survived the vision

Both blind and bereft of mind
He pipes unceasingly on his reed flute
And the notes that rise and fall in measured patterns
Are the foundations of all the worlds
Ever calculating in sound the structure of space and time

Were his flute ever to suddenly fall silent
All the spheres would shatter into one another
And the myriads of worlds
Would be unmade
As they were before creation

The flute of the blind idiot
Both makes and unmakes the worlds in ceaseless
Combinations
Spinning on the woven carpet of time

No creation without destruction
No destruction without creation

To unmake a thing is to make another
Each time a thing is made
Another is destroyed

The idiot god on his black throne
Does not choose
What shall rise into being
And what should pass away
He cares only to maintain
His mindless unholy music of
Random creation and destruction

No living creature can look upon his face
And endure its terrible heat
And black radiance
That is like the reverberating unseen rays of molten iron
Which strike and burn the skin
Of those who would dare
Gaze into the countenance of the idiot god

Never does he receive supplicants
In his black halls of uncouth angles and strange doors
Nor does he ever hear prayers or answer them
Endlessly he pipes
And endlessly he devours his own substance
For his hunger is insatiable
As he consumes his own wastes after the custom of idiots

As the god creates
So he destroys





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  1. Y.... S....

    My favorite song by Nile👍

  2. k.... m....

    At the seething and fiery center
    He sits upon his ebon throne
    Within his halls of darkness
    Which no man has seen and survived the vision

    Both blind and bereft of mind
    He pipes unceasingly on his reed flute
    And the notes that rise and fall in measured patterns
    Are the foundations of all the worlds
    Ever calculating in sound the structure of space and time

    Were his flute ever to suddenly fall silent
    All the spheres would shatter into one another
    And the myriads of worlds
    Would be unmade
    As they were before creation

    The flute of the blind idiot
    Both makes and unmakes the worlds in ceaseless
    Combinations
    Spinning on the woven carpet of time

    No creation without destruction
    No destruction without creation

    To unmake a thing is to make another
    Each time a thing is made
    Another is destroyed

    [solo: Dallas]

    The idiot god on his black throne
    Does not choose
    What shall rise into being
    And what should pass away
    He cares only to maintain
    His mindless unholy music of
    Random creation and destruction

    No living creature can look upon his face
    And endure its terrible heat
    And black radiance
    That is like the reverberating unseen rays of molten iron
    Which strike and burn the skin
    Of those who would dare
    Gaze into the countenance of the idiot god

    Never does he receive supplicants
    In his black halls of uncouth angles and strange doors
    Nor does he ever hear prayers or answer them
    Endlessly he pipes
    And endlessly he devours his own substance
    For his hunger is insatiable
    As he consumes his own wastes after the custom of idiots

    As the god creates
    So he destroys
    As the god destroys
    So he creates

    (Lyrics from www.darklyrics.com)

  3. L.... T....

    shitz tight as fuck homie

  4. A.... O....

    I like the lyrics it's deep meaning to it, besides that it was terrible video,and harmony to it.