What a waste This song wasn't uploaded yet! track 8 from the album 'The Cold Testament' All rights belong to 'Book of Black Earth'. I See Demons Lyrics: Taking possession of human remains / Everywhere I go, it's always the same / When i close my eyes, I can still see the faces / Frozen dead. Letra e música de “I See Demons“ de Book Of Black Earth - When I'm down so low / Holding out your cloven hoof / Sing our songs up from the grave / Into the.
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I See Demons This song is by Book of Black Earth and appears on the album The Cold Testament (). Book of Black Earth. Type: Full-length; Release date: May 24th, (loading lyrics.. .) 8. I See Demons, , Show lyrics. (loading lyrics) sing our songs up from the grave into the blackest of nights i see demons inside my mind. Ricky Way ‒ Bass Joe Axler ‒ Drums.
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Subskrybuj: Komentarze do posta Atom Najpopularniejsze tagi. Many spirits are classified by office, rank, or titles which theologians believe were once held in heaven before the fall, or which they currently hold in their infernal dwelling.
These offices are usually elaborated in several grimoires which determines their authority in hell or abilities. Anytime, anywhere, across your devices. Both deities and demons can act as intermediaries to deliver messages to humans.
Thus they share some resemblance to the Greek daimonion. The exact definition of "demon" in Egyptology posed a major problem for modern scholarship, since the borders between a deity and a demon are sometimes blurred and the ancient Egyptian language lacks a term for the modern English "demon".
Stream ad-free with site Music Unlimited on mobile, desktop, and tablet. Download our mobile app now. Labels: Prosthetic Records. Genres: Blackened Death Metal. They are created from human souls that have endured extensive torture in Hell by Alastair and other demons. In this process, they become corrupted, extremely evil, and also very powerful. The helpful ones like those telling me they were angels, spirits or ghosts, told me their names and answered those three questions without any problems.
Another angel told me he was my dead brother James who died as a baby in and was now fighting with combat angels against evil things. James had become some kind of Delta Force fighting angel and would pop in and out and we had great times. James talked like the a badass American special forces soldier from the movies. This entire thing, no matter what you go through and how hard it is and how long it lasts — you will never hear from them during this thing.
And James, as with everything he told me with the confidence of a seasoned soldier, was spot on. I heard from a number of dead friends during the psychosis, their voices perfect as if they were alive, running around fighting the forces of evil.
He was cool. And Rick had this or that to say here and there and then would go off fighting alongside James, however it was that they fought.
I do know that for me during that period he was a vicious fighting angle of a brother with a reputation and that his name brought fear to the bad spirits or demons or whatever they were when I mentioned that he was my brother.
Everyone in the spiritual realm knew about James. I really missed him for a while after the psychiatrists loaded me up with drugs.
Psychosis can be beautiful. I think perhaps my experience in the IDF helped me come up with that identification and information process and those three questions. Where are you coming from and where are you going? What were you doing? And I never went to religious books with names they gave me or other information.
Looking at the demon, I thought of law Back to the demon monster.
So I sat back down on my couch, looked right at it in its trespassing demon eyes, and thought. My father never feared the forces threatening him when he used the law to affect change.
So looking at the demon, I then thought of law. The universe, I thought as I sat there, was literally created with, held together by and made up of constant and unchangeable laws and even if those laws change in some parallel universe there are laws regarding those changes and constants. And in my psychosis, I never got information from the Internet, which I stopped using for a year, from books, or people.
All I had to go on was what I knew or could imagine or surmise. I remembered that even in chaos there are laws governing the movement of atoms and patterns of their behavior.
God, I thought, gave law to man at Mount Sinai, through Moshe, and man created more of his own law, and still does. Unfortunately, I did not have the power to summon angels and ask for advice. But I figured I was on to something. So with no recourse, I decided to go directly to the manufacturer in the hopes that I could get some assistance.
Please inform whatever relevant authority exists that your creation here is trespassing and bothering me and please have that authority deal with it and get it out of here. Thank you, this is an official report.
I figured God was reasonable and if He had made something that He would take a look into the matter. And then I just waited as I sat on my couch. And the demon monster stayed, mulling about. Then, after a little while, something happened. Another spirit or being entered my apartment through a wall and it talked to the demon.
I just watched. Then I could tell they were having an argument of some kind and then soon after they both left without explanation, exiting through the same wall to the outside of the building that so many other of these things came and went through to get into and leave my place. I figured at some point my house was built over some ancient pagan sacrificial idol worship area and there were bodies buried all over because why else would these things go to Talpiot?
With the demon, specifically, I figured there was no reason to be scared that it looked like a Hell monster and that it looked that way because God made it that way or it became that way and wanted it to look that way.
There were other things like the demon monster that I saw, heard of noticed come into my home and threatened to kill me. I was never scared. As a soldier, I had to go on patrols, man checkpoints, chase people or sit out on night ambush for hours in the dark, and eventually as a soldier I figured there was no reason to let fear of terrorists with guns and bombs be a constant.
I could be injured or killed, for sure. And those can be very frightening prospects. I never worried about injury and death as a soldier, though my family did. And if I did think of those things — thinking of being different than worrying about or being fearful of — I remembered that plenty of people had been injured in the army or life and they dealt with it and lived good lives.
And I remembered that the only thing I could be absolutely sure of in this life is that I would without a doubt, at some point, die. So being injured or killed stopped being a cause for fear when I came to peace with my reality as a soldier. I also figured that though a terrorist could be waiting with a weapon I was a better-trained killer whose job was to kill them first.
That helped with confidence and decreased fear. After my regular army service, I served about 15 years of reserve duty, up until the time my psychosis began. After I finished my mandatory service, I lived through years of daily Palestinian terror bombings in the early s, when I lived in downtown Jerusalem.
I witnessed several bombings, carried wounded through bodies and pieces of people and what resembled ground beef all over Ben Yehuda Street, all strewn about. I heard at least 10 bombings and faced the daily threat of death by terrorist by simply leaving the house and walking down the street, riding a bus or getting a bite to eat somewhere. They were simply tired of the monotony of their existence, they said.
On one occasion I was laying in bed and I sensed something was in my apartment. Who knew. So I got out of bed and sat in a chair at a small table and smoked cigarettes talked to it for two hours and it left. I remember the details of my psychosis vividly and remember more and more all the time. I lived lifetimes in that year.
It was amazing, and some of it was bad. I find my psychosis to be a pretty cool thing with the exception of the problems it caused in my creation of some delusional conspiracies and truths and in holding down a job and some other areas. I learned in the IDF that every problem has a solution. Some solutions we may not like, but there is always a solution. I say my brain has a biological issue that creates chemical imbalances.
Those imbalances cause psychosis. Maybe that gives me super powers to see the hidden spiritual worlds God has created and maybe it causes delusions. But our society does not generally allow people with different or multiple perceptions of reality, like the one I had, to be free. It prefers they be locked up and not visible to society. I do not claim to be a prophet. But some people have told me that I am.
I just take what they say as interesting. I do not know the future or hear God.
I have a lot of experience with the psychiatric system in Israel. In the book God speaks to every single Jew in Israel at the same time and tells everyone that there are prophets and to be kind to them. I asked my psychiatrist, one of the few good ones who does not believe in the necessity of psychiatric drugs to treat a symptom that does not disturb daily life, like voices for those who get by with them, what would happen if God spoke to everyone and all knew it to be true and there were prophets — what would happen to those who claimed to be prophets after that.
They would go to war. Jerusalem hates prophets.