Black Easter
Sol Invictus Lyrics


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Descending then ascending, the fall then the call
Climb ever upward to join the world once more
See the serpents rising, angels on a chain
Come to meet together, come to make their claim
Black Easter
Hear the chants of old powers, the weak fall on their swords
Nature is above all morals, destiny a shameless whore
Fallen angels, like black flowers, bloom and are ripe
Gather round the lords and princes, bringer of a promised light




Black Easter...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sol Invictus's song "Black Easter" describe a scene of darkness and despair, where fallen angels and powerful beings gather to take control. The lyrics speak of a descent into chaos, where the weak fall on their swords and morality becomes meaningless. The idea of a black Easter brings to mind the inversion of the traditional religious holiday, where instead of celebrating rebirth and renewal, the world is plunged into darkness and corruption.


The image of serpents rising and angels on a chain creates a sense of conflict and struggle between opposing forces. The chorus of the song repeatedly mentions "Black Easter", emphasizing the darkness and dread of this event. The idea of a promised light being brought by lords and princes may hint at the idea of a false savior, leading people further astray from the truth.


Overall, the lyrics of "Black Easter" paint a bleak and apocalyptic picture of a world turned upside down by dark forces.


Line by Line Meaning

Descending then ascending, the fall then the call
From one state to another, from low to high


Climb ever upward to join the world once more
Reach new heights and return to society


See the serpents rising, angels on a chain
Witness the corrupt rise along with the innocent


Come to meet together, come to make their claim
Join forces to take what they desire


Black Easter
The dark celebration of rebirth


Hear the chants of old powers, the weak fall on their swords
Listen to the ancient rulers, while the vulnerable die


Nature is above all morals, destiny a shameless whore
The laws of nature trump any human morals and fate is unpredictable


Fallen angels, like black flowers, bloom and are ripe
The fallen souls flourish despite their dark past


Gather round the lords and princes, bringer of a promised light
Come together under the guidance of those who promise positive change


Black Easter...
The ominous celebration continues




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@johnlause945

amazing. hallucinogenic

@erykpakula

Dr. Julian Karswell: Do I believe in witchcraft? What kind of witchcraft? The legendary witch that rides on the imaginary broom? The hex that tortures the thoughts of the victim? The pin stuck in the image that wastes away the mind and the body?
Dr. John Holden: Also imaginary.
Dr. Julian Karswell: But where does imagination end and reality begin? What is this twilight, this half world of the mind that you profess to know so much about? How can we differentiate between the powers of darkness and the powers of the mind?

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@astevenson5554

Entrancing!

@whitedwarf13

pretty sure I can hear David Tibet on this, right at the end

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@johnrossini3594

classic

@brandonoverholtzer7933

this guy cant sing

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