The Ren of Se​-​Akh

by Church ov Melkarth

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Compilation of 2016 Singles, This Album is dedicated to Eerie Nocticular Knightstorm IX©, Michael O'Dwyer, Agoryth and our brothers and sisters in Awen Featuring reseampled Keyboard pieces from our Original Keyboard Player/Sound Engineer Midgardsorm, and Guitars from Jon Natten of Cronophage and Hel-Razor


released July 20, 2016

Keys, Samples, Vocals -- Catullus
Keys -- Midgardsorm
Guitars -- Jon Natten




Church ov Melkarth Houston, Texas

Arisen from scorn and ashes, Church ov Melkarth exists first and foremost as a cabal of esoteric occultism, and channel their energy into music designed to tear down the wall between this world and the next, and align the like-minded with the 63 current. ... more

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Track Name: The 4th Gate (Excerpt)
Spirit of the Sun, Remember!
SHAMMASH, Lord of the Fiery Disk, Remember!

In the Name of the Covenant sworn between Thee and Race of Men, I call to Thee! Hearken and Remember!

From the Gate of the Beloved ISHTAR, the Sphere of LIBAT, I call to Thee! Illuminator of Darkness, Destroyer of Evil, Lamp of Wisdom, I call to Thee!

SHAMMASH, Bringer of Light, I call to Thee! KUTULU is burned by Thy Might! AZAG-THOTH is fallen off His Throne before Thee!
ISHNIGARRAB is scorched black by Thy rays! Spirit of

wielder of the Burning Disk, Remember! Spirit of the Never-Ending Light, Remember! Spirit of the Rending of the Veils of the Night, Dispeller of Darkness, Remember!

Spirit of the Opening of the Day, Open wide Thy Gate! Spirit Who rises between the Mountains with splendor, Open Thy Gate to me!

By the Name which I was given on the Sphere of ISHTAR, I ask Thy Gate to open!

Gate of the Sun, Open to me! Gate of the Golden Scepter, Open to me! Gate of the Life-Giving Power, Open! Open!

The fourth gate was a shining beacon of gold, and here I met Shammash, lord of the sun. In his right hand a flaming disk, emanating rays of light and life. In his left hand a flaming spear, burning those he found unworthy to naught but ashes, emanating rays of death and flame.

I had passed the threshold of no return. Few made it here. The secrets of life and death were revealed to me as one, as Shammash, the creator and destroyer upon his throne of gold hearkened to me.

The knowledge of the cycle of death as revealed to me by this shining god, ate at my mind. I no longer knew if i could continue, tormented now by the knowledge only fit for gods, but my hunger still grew, that chaos still called to me to continue.
Track Name: Alone (and A Gift for The Darkness)
Alone by Edgar Allan Poe:

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen

As others saw — I could not bring
My passions from a common spring —

From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow — I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone —
And all I lov'd — I lov'd alone —

Then — in my childhood — in the dawn
Of a most stormy life — was drawn

From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still —

From the torrent, or the fountain —
From the red cliff of the mountain —

From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold —

From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by —

From the thunder, and the storm —
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view —

In the background we have Mister William Golding reading exceprts from his novel Lord of The Flies and Mister Willem Dafoe sampled from The Last Temptation of Chirst (C) Universal
Track Name: Malediction (Alternate Instrumental Mix)
Track Name: Annabel Lee
By Mister Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes! - that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Track Name: Hymn To Pan (AWEN Cover)
By "Bad Touch" Uncle AL

Thrill with the lissome lust of the light,
O man! My man!
Come careering out of the night

Of Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady!

Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and satyrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,

Come with Apollo in bridal dress
(Shepherdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautifal God,
In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of the amber fount!

Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantonness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain - come over the sea,
(Io Pan! Io Pan!)

Devil or God, to me, to me,
My man! My man!
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill!

Come with drums low muttering
From the spring!
Come with flute and come with pipe!
Am I not ripe?

I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp -
Come, O come!
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.

Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All-devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye,
And the token erect of thorny thigh,
And the word of madness and mystery,
O Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan Pan! Pan,

I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan!

I am awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The Gods withdraw;
The great beasts come, Io Pan! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.

I am Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan!
I am thy mate, I am thy man,

Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end,
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan! Io Pan!
Track Name: The Ren of Se-Akh
Blessed Monuments
Hewed from Stone
Purveyance of the beyond
Sundered upon death
(Ba) I am the power
I am the divinity
I drink the water of offerings
I eat the bread of offerings
I bathe in the incense;
Resins of distant lands
I watch over the Khabit
And take flight: into the realm of the dead
(Ka)I am the essence
Remnants of self
I drink of the smoke of offerings burned
Standing vigilant
Over Khabit and Khat
I walk in the awaken land
In the shells of Ushabti
Traversing the oceans of sand
But I mustn’t wander far
Lest the wicked cut off my head
I have not entered into the house of destruction;
I have not been brought to naught, I have not known decay.
I am Ra who come forth from Nu, the divine Soul, the creator of his own limbs.
Sin is an abomination unto me, and I look not thereon;
I cry not out against right and truth, but I have my being therein.
I am the god Hu, and I never die in my name of 'Ba.'(Ka)
I have brought myself into being together with Ka(Ba) in my name of 'Akh'
In their forms have I come into being in the likeness of Ra. I am the lord of light