Kataklysm - Sorcery

The Circle of KATAKLYSM combines the forces of:
Sylvain Houde, Elder Vocals
Maurizio Iacono, Bass
Jean Francois Dagenais, Guitars
Max Duhamel, Drums

Management by: Ali "The Metallian" /Sonic Disaster Management

Produced & mixed by Glen Robinson
Engineered by Don Hackey at Le Studio, Morin Heights, Canada
Executive Producer Markus Staiger
Illustration by Sv Bell
Photography by Terry Petrilli
All conceptual Tones and Words by KATAKLYSM

For correspondence send 1 IRC / $1 to:
KATAKLYSM
(Temple of Knowledge)
P.O.BOX 34, Cole-des-Neiges, Montreal, Canada, 113S 2S4

KATAKLYSM are grateful to all who believe in us... You are the Brothers of Truth...
KATAKLYSM are forever bound to their personal relationships... Friends... You hold the Truth...
KATAKLYSM are faithful to the Light in our hearts... We remember the true Forge of our Souls... For we breed through the Light Force...

THE TABLE OF THE SACRED SORCERY

Maude Excoffier, Caroline Dion, Catherine Langevin, Glen Robinson, Don Hackey, Fred Schaus & Boundless Records, Marco & Metal Blade (Thank you), Herve & Osmose, Maja & Invasion Records, Gubby, France & Cargo, Markus, Martin, Gunnar, Jochen, Ulrike and Karsten & Nuclear Blast Records, Matt, Bill, Sean, Keith, Jeff & Nuclear Blast America, Dan Webster, Nick Farkas and Page Williams, Ariel Sied, Reza "Mr.Death", Pierre Remillard, Andre Bates, Alexis Gagnon, Eric Baudet, Sylvain Bellmare, Yannick Caron, Eric Desrochers, Vincent Saindon, Phillipe Laurent, Jean-Phillipe Tremblay, Fabio, Jocelin Gauthier, Benoit Lapierre, Michel Marlau, Anna in Edmonton, Oliver Mitchell, Pat Tamaro, Uncle Underground, Jimmy Georgoulas, Marco Rinaldi, Steve Meyers, Dominic Verreault, Marilyne Moreau, Oxoron & Faustus, Luxi Lahtinen, Jane Sorenson, Ron Nessim, Danny Hellenbach, Hannes Kroeger, Simon Lesvesque, Phillipe Grignion, Carlos Santos, Raphael Morin, Thomas Pasquel, Martin Gauthier, Uncle Norm, Tom & Peter Pan Studio, Francois at St. Julie, Brigitte Robert, Marc Asselin, Alan Preis,Michel Belanger, Rikki Levert, Terry Petrilli, Matin Poirier, Luc Levesque, Jean Sebastien & Les Importateur, Frank & Suffocation, Stefan, Robin & Necronomicon, Holger & Kadath, Mike & Sinister, Entombed, Sardonial, Eric Galz & Crypt Keepers, Alex & Cannibal Corpse, Exit-13, Inner Thought, Fermenting Innards, Everyone in Summertime Daisies and Blood of Christ (Stay united) and Miden Heim - Drew, Fran, Carl & M.E.A.T. magazine, Wendy Perelstein, Benjamin & Pit, CMJ, Russ and Nik & Terrorizer, Chart, Tim and Mitch & Arena Rock / Enrage, Raffaela & Headfucker, Ed & Future Breed, Verbal Aggression, Celebration, Mark & Chainletter, Jim & Corrosion, Dark Oath, Laurie & EFB, Derek & Evolution, Flatline News, Randy & Inner Souce, Chris & Metal Core, Melinda & Morbid Metal, Andrea & Disincarnate, Masae & Mutilation, Eldritch Palmer, Stef & Insekure, Gregory & Crypt and of course Mike Campbell & The Sepulchral Voice, Larry Lava & CFCR, CKUT, Laurent & CIBL, Radio Romania, Garth & KUPS. Ali "The Metallian" our manager and true friend for knowledge, support and dedication.

SORCERY
(Kataklysm Part II)

(Acknowledgement... The Unsealed Gate)
The Time has come...

I... I invoke the Powers...
To stand onto the Earth...

Needs of an Ally, to join the Force...
I demand the dignity Divine...
May I receive! The Shields of all Time...
Beside... He will travel...

Bringer of Order!
He will shake the Earth... By his Chant...
Purest Warrior... Shall raise... The Mystikal...

Godly... He shall be fierce!
His breath will be part of the Cataclysm...
Kindness over all...
Same age as His Guider !
Translater of beyond in His Word...
Apprentice of life!
Knows to respect Me... Me... My Magick...

I am thankful for the gift...
...You'll be proud!
I will assure this... I promise...
May my wrath be fruitful...

...Wise! Remain hidden...
Men storm with Me...
Human follow this War...
Beyond in the Cataclysm...

THE REBIRTH VORTEX OF CREATION (TRILOGY)

MOULD IN A BREED
(Chapter I -Bestial propagation-)

Beneath the dark earth...
Under the black seas...
Underworld reign in ground below!
In a promised realm lies a race?
Gargoyle beiings roam within...
The fertile Valley of... Existence.

Their colonizing approach assault the sources...
The Valley torn by the masterful beasts!
The wilderness life potential retrieved from their vitality.

For aeons...The Force had been drained.
Misused selfishness of the center's resources!
Mightiest thoughts? ...Wish an ultimate control.

They developed this new energy.
That occurs to be a malformation...
Among them spreads... The winged gargoyles.

I know power... One of them said!
"i vest-tas..."*
He speaks for its kind.
The unawaken part of the race,
Followed the winged ones...
Downward their disastered fear...

The Valley has been marked with death, in Its Existence.
The foul stench of steel, rusted the nature's life
The Domain's virtues loosing
Their colours, fading from fear...
Their fungus sets in the Valley of purity...
By bruising the clouds above... Deep below the world!
Underearth!

A hopeless mass obscured by thousand shadows...
Crushed by the ruling winged masters...
They... Who simultaneously banish themselves!
To raze their everlasting Underworld...

The Essence oft the Existence wasted to immortal destruction...
The Explotaton oft the infinite well ofn resources?
...Dying, but closing Itself upon the gargoyles
...
Sealing them... In their proper Earth...
Over Earthworld!
The claim of the Valley... The claim? Life.
Death! Death! Death! Dead.

You'll stay like a being...
You'll suffer among yourselves...
With your new replenished energy!
You'll decompose all power in reign...
Reversed effect on my soul...
Your bright plunged world of doom!
...Doom!

...Gargoyles falling winged ones, flying for the clouds...
Above... Below, smash retreat deep in their well of ills...
...Gargoyles lying small ones, dying on the ground...
Below... Rise, above the clouds, the Valley feels...

* -) "vest-tas" = "Quest", taken from the Gargish language... (-

WHIRLWIND OF WITHERED BLOSSOMS
(Chapter II -Forgotten Ancestors-)

Absent are the skies that tend the winds...
It overruns the enraged lands...
Spitting forth Its blizzard of Wars...
Of Wars... Of Wars... Wars...

One's belief and effort shall survive this...
Search the oldest form of wisdom that has been inscribed...
By the Codex Life Itself...

One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth...
One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth...

Unique is the way that balances our key, to negate the unliving...
Extraction... Exclaims the wrath of the Valley!

The geyser holes expulse their breaths...
Cold emptyness of the enchanted Source.
That turns the ashes, reducing it to dirt...
As the Underworld winds teleport the plague...
Upon the gargoyles supposed Creation...
Creation... Creation... Creation...

Withered auras are stolen from their centered bodies...
An interiorisation blackened gate is born.
The arcs fade from their pounding sphere...
...Feelings vanished out of their world,
As hate was created onto their Land...
Onto their Land... Onto their Land.. Onto their Land...

Screamed by mouths of the earth...
Hurls of bowling are cast from the hollows.
That break the sounds in their thoughts...
To lose control in themselves...
Unbound lividity...

Demonized gargoyles art what thou art...
To be forever souless, burning...
Then thou are now weak in nature.
From the rising dawn, you'll be converted horrors...
Of the well known Bottoms...
Bottoms... Bottoms... Well known Bottoms...

One's blossoms revived the whirlwinded vortex...
Resurrect from the dryness of the underdepths...
But few found this reality...
By simply reading One's knowledge... In the heart's Valley...
In the heart's Valley...

The creators understood the meaning above their way,
Leaving behind the winged carriorns...
To be forever deminished, burning...
Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as...
Now forgotten as... The Ancient Ones!
... Ons's Ancient Thee) As forgotten, now...
As forgotten, now... As forgotten, now... As forgotten, now...
Burning... Burning...
Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as... Now forgotten as...
Now forgotten as... The Ancient Ones...

FEELING THE NEVERWORLD
(Chapter III -An infinite transmigration-)

...After Life is born?
The Battle! It is over.
...Hatred still flows...
As corrupted demons sing...
The spout of death to the Dead...

...A world broke apart,
As the self chosen creatures cry...
To the old lands below!
Before life is reborn!
To enhance the path once again... Again...

...New life apeared upstream,
Above underworld...
For the innocent Ones...
Its nature and the breathing Ones...
To pursue with their lives...

...Life? It is restored... Upon the new World,
As the ancient seekers of Power...
They want to abolish life once more.
...Dreaming! Of controlling... Again... Again!
The new field... Of colourful greenish... Life!
Us... Human World! Earth...
Human? World! Earth... Human? World! Earth...
Human? World! Earth... Human? World! Earth...
Human? World! Earth... Human? World! Earth...
Human? World! Earth... Human? World! Earth...

ELDER GOD

Elder God...
...Listen to Me!

Satan...
(The Confrontations...)

I... The Elder One...
Who Speaks to You...
Trying to get through to You...

...Sent from the Elder Gods...
To accomplish... And reveal to You...

Listen to my Magick!
Hear the Voices of Fury...
Alive are the Voices...
Hear the Elder yell in Me...
Listen to my Magick!
Hear the Voices of Fury...
Elder is your Magick...
Hear your Voices cry into Me...
Satan... Go back! From... Beyond...
Satan... Go back! From which You eternally lie...

Listen to my Magick!
Hear the Voices of Fury...
Alive are the Voices...
Hear the Elder yell in Me...
Listen to my Magick!
Hear the Voices of Fury...
Elder is your Magick...
Hear your Voices cry into Me...
Satan... Go back! From... Beyond...
Satan... Go back! From which You eternally lie...
Forever...
...Listen to You!

THE RESSURECTED PORTAL OF HEAVEN (TRILOGY)

GARDEN OF DREAMS
(Chapter I -Supernatural Appearance-)

Awaken! From my rest...
Something is... Grabbing my senses.
Something is... Pulling my roots.
...Half conscious, ...Levitating from my bed?
I stood up! In sweat.
As my pores... Were burning! By...
It is...

Awaken from my rest!
Something! ...Grabs me?
Still confused...
Something ... Levitates from me?
Awake in sweat!
My pores redeem heat...
It is...

Him!
I reach my dim door!
Opening it, reveals...
Vapors of blood in the air that succumbs...
Into the scent of nothingness...

Glancing beyond...
My body is being hurled through the air!
Spinning invertedly...
The head fragments in shards...
Carved in his flesh! Alive on My chest!
Burns the sigil of Baphomet...

The specter marches the chamber...
Throught my steps? I stumble within the residue...
Facing skywards! Drips my inhuman degeneration...
Excrements blasted apart surround my images...
Fumes putrified from the opaque glass...
Regardless... Sonic vibrations...
Mirror! Mirror! Face to face!
I only see, the Shadow...
...Reflecting off the glass!

That mirror shatters my soul... Black blood hole...
...Propels infinite falseness,
Explodes, releases ultra sonorise resonance. Receive...
...Pallesthesicly.
I'm unwilling to kill me.
That dark effigy deep in the well. Of disgust...
Unnature, undead.
Maleficent, Destroyer!

Revelation...
Peers Reflection,
Abomination...
Reflects possession,
Manifestation...
Possesses Creation,
Penetraton...
Creates Domination.

Clairvoyance...
I'm dark... I'm pure silence...
A dream... Or the shadowgate truth...
Open to the smell?

Abomination...
Demon... Abominations!

ONCE... UPON POSSESSION
(Chapter II -Legacy of both lores-)

In fiery of my wake!
The forces of Light...
Strike my being to dissipate the Evil...
Affectation, that was displayed... Upon my soul.
To prevent, eternal nights... Upcoming days of regression.
Like those past... Previously? And before me...
YOU!

My images You given over to the dead...
TURN BACK!
My images have You seen with the dead
...
TURN BACK!
My images You thrown to the side of the dead
...
TURN BACK!
My images have You thrown to the ground of the dead
...
TURN BACK!
My images have You enclosed with walls
...
TURN BACK! All l~!) Images...
My images have You locked into the gate of the wall...
TURN BACK!
My images have You given over to the god of fire
...
TURN BACK!

The undead spell was repelled...
The reflection is clearly me.
But that smell was not actually gone?
I hasten myself in the basement.
Without looking, what is to be found?
In those disgusting chambers...

It is dark...
I'm afraid of what lies beyond...
(I come towards You...)
I enter the front in face of me!
And couldn't see my path...
It is windy...
A void of impurity!
(Once... Upon possession...)
A presence of shadowing life...
Imminent is near me!
It is... It is... Inside me.
(Screams in utter darkness... The grief of being possessed!)

Execration of the wind blows...
The Dark engulfs me into Its shadow...
To fall endlessly?
Precipitated in the chasm.
Extends my burning soul!
Absorbes my flame...
Has it makes His rest in me!
The black lurks my vitality.
Stun by the night!
My chakras are possessed...
The Behemoth enables Its coccon within!
It is... It is... Inside Me.

DEAD ZYGOTE
(Chapter III -Dethroned Son-)

The skin, the veins, my flesh are tearing by themselves...

The inverted flow of my pulsation, of ym life
Is being asphyxiated?
My glands begin to secrete acidic pus
Aspiring my organs...

He's damnation, early transmigration...
Unnamable are my forms of decay. Decay.
I run, spitting forth my thick blood...
I crouch to mortify my sleep. Sleep.
Muscles are crushed from the inside?
I pass away! To die...
I volatilize as a soul... Soul...

Growing in at dark speed!
The demonic presence has baptised in Me
...
I won't let Him be born!
This immortal creature,
This demoniacala vigorous demon.
I plunge in my corpse...
To clash the Uproar.

I storm by rays, bleeding Its energy.
Suffering... He reveals His toxic corruption.
Spreading... Its decease envelopping my anguished pureness.
Paralysis sets in Me?
I blaze of holiness... temouring His sickness...
I grasp His power... Draining Him to be enffeble.
I eradicate His remains...
To negate His last particle of life...
Blast to invisible ashes. Choking forth...
Infernal blitz... Into immortal reality.
The Anti-soul evolution fades away...
...It regresses eternally.
The shadow of Hris fear...
Which inhabited me for years!
Lost His answers...
...Of Unmortal-spirituality.

My life half rejoined my other half
Soul and body to make one lethal force.
In connection the reincarnation of my cells.
...Returned me as my own!

I feel...
...Recoverance from my rest.
The Night still has a part of Me?
Awake...
To forge my Soul...

Untrapped from reality,
In the middle of a ceremony,
The shield of time breaks in a church?
Regardless as the candles were losing life...
*Scripts of blood bound in the wax!
To melt deep below the lights...

...Extinguished the hoing priests.
...Blind confused thoughts.

The Sun's Rays, Destroy... The stained glasses...
I scream... VICTORY...
When I run to bash... The front doors...
...INFINITY.
Light beams of... Wonderful Fire!
...Burns Me.
Soul freed! Happiness avenged Me
...

* -) Inscribed on the candles is the Day without a Dawn! -(

WORLD OF TREASON
(Instrumental Vibrations)