Barathrum
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Black flames and blood Dark festival Witch sabbath Morbidity Black flames lick the wood Wood of crucifix Sacrifice who dies upon it Screams his infernal pain Satan worship Unholy mass Raped corpses Total impurity Stench of burning flesh Flesh of holy child He's one sacrifice Of this dark festival
Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 07, 2025
Hear what's written on the wind We come to kill and kill again Our arrows fall like hail Trample on the dead Ride through the gate of clouds Stand on the open step Run berserk spreading fear and pain Black shield and weapons, black our chain None can harm us not their fire, iron or steel For we have the will to power With power we will kill Kill with power Die die Kill with power Die die To the war God Odin you will pray And the curse of weapons shall remain On the blood of all our fathers On their weapons we now swear To avenge, not lament Give the false ones death Kill with power Die die Kill with power Die die
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 07, 2025
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