Barathrum
EP • 1994
Forest by night Dancing shadows Witches burn fire It is Beltane Sanctissime Colere Beltane Sanctissime Colere Satanas Fullmoon so pale Like bones of dead Skeleton exhumed To feast with dark ones Sanctissime Colere Beltane Sanctissime Colere Satanas
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025
Summon the spirits, listen the wind Look into flames, listen your mind Study great arts, be sure what you do Collect the parts of puzzle so huge Mind is tool and weapon aswell Its powers can raise the hell Mind is abyss and pit with Gods It is store of boundless arts Aaaarrgh! Boundless arts Aaaarrgh! Abuse your mind
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025
Angels are crying their tears of blood They learned the meaning of fallen angel Instinct of nature Carnal lust Dark side of nature Dead, evil, black Sinister autumn smell of death Grave is calling for the weak ones Death takes weakest ones Who are not strong enough to live (in this hell) Autumn smells like death Death of weakest ones Preparing for autumn rites Rites with expensive sacrifices
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 23, 2025
Lord of evil Spread wings wide Hand on the heart Knife on the throat Bleeding veins Heart ripped out from chest My song is Soaring up from hell Black darkness Moon, forest, death Moonshine Evil, blood, rage Wild fury Plague, black night Hear the voices Soaring up from Hell
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025
..Evil... ...Counqueror... ...Chaos... ...Disorder... ...Blood... ...And honour... ...Demon... ...On the earth... ...WARMETAL... ...WARMETAL... ...Crowd... ...Of fortune... ...Public... ...Of mortals... ...I am... ...Immortal... ...Demon... ...On the earth... ...WARMETAL... ...WARMETAL... ...Black... ...Destroyer... ...Master... ...Of fire... ...Greatest... ...Warrior... ...Demon... ...On the earth... ...WARMETAL... ...WARMETAL...
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 23, 2025
Extreme practice made mind so strong Equipments of rite of revenge Someone’s destiny will be sealed Someone’s fate meets the end Do not suffer Strike back hard Use your strength Power of your mind Dagger, seal, vengeance Remember the pain it must be paid In pain and torture of its causer’s flesh Make waves of pain screams of terror Hooks rip the flesh and pain is real
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025
I am lying on my sheets In my sweat I cannot sleep I stare the ceiling without rest I feel the calling of moon Wakeful night, fullmoon prevails Night calls for expedition I'm possessed by night and shadows Moon calls me up for hunt I hunt dark experiences I spit fire, I bark for moon I sing and dance on the hills Fullmoon is obsession of mine I feel the beast inside of me I must open myself right now I adore the force of moonlight I run, I bark in the night Fullmoon prevails Night is calling Shadows - my obsession Moon calls
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 07, 2025
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