The Skull of Golgotha
This track is instrumental.
Bestial hatred upon mankind Gazing down from the throne gushing misanthropy Disgust, dripping from the mouth Expression, twisted insanity Ritualistic art of dying made by my horns of hate Gone are my humane emotions what is left is a faceless void of downcasted evilness Submit to the HORNS OF HATE For you are just flares in the eternal night Horns.. Mislead lambs where is your shepard now? Never see the Light... Book of Revelations, prophesied wrong Defeated armies of god Glorious triumph of Satan Cursed black magic from the Horns of Hate
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Revi hänet sisältäsi ja paiskaa pirstaleiksi Ota naamio kuolion kasvosi lamauttamaan Ikuiseen pahuuteen sillä kristus ja valo poissa ovat Katso haudattuun maahan Kylve sen kosteassa kuolemassa Kadonnut, kätketty voima Saatanallinen ylivertaisuus Ihmisyyden irkikuva, loputtoman kärsimyksen monumentti Kulje tie pimeyteen Älä koskaan käänny, älä katso takaisin jumala ainiaan kirotkaamme Saatanassa ja yössä on voimamme Kadonnut on hän, joka laupeuttaan jakaa Saapunut on hän, joka tuhon julistaa Oma tahtosi on lakisi ikuinen pahuus on voimamme
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
In a room, darkened Full on my suicide notes On the walls.. In the ceiling.. Covering the floor.. Every corner saying goodbye cursing this world hailing death As I stagger in this world and the one beyond The words of the notes Form faces, grotesque Demonfaces, horned and mocking Staring at me Laughing at me Screaming in my mind Elder scriptures Tongue of demons Written and carved all over my skin Written to summon those creatures in blasphemy Deny Heaven and walk the way to blackness In the last momets "odo cicale Qaa; sodoreje Iape sodirejo Noro Mada, hoathahe Saitan!" and the demons rip me apart...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Kärsivan rukous Tuskissasi jaloissani ryömit Armoa anoen Vuodattaen verta tuhansista haavoistasi jotka suolalla ja myrkyllä kyllästin Ei ole armoa Ei anteeksiantamusta kun kasvojasi ilkkuen potkaisen Kuka nyt on Herra ja ketä on korkeuksiin katsottavan? Kenen varassa on elämä ja kuolema, kenen vihaa on nyt peljätävän Kurjuutesi on onneni! Heikkoutesi on vahvuuteni! Mahdin alla taipuu kovinkin teräs Pelossa katoaa syvinkin viisaus Viimeinen isku Raastaa sinusta elon rippeet Ruumiisi häpäisen ja hautaan kuolleeseen synnin maahan Kerran taivaan valon ruhtinas nyt ravintona matojen Kun jälleen yöhäön palaan on nimesi vaipunut unholaan
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Dead like a priest hung from a tree Ropes drawn about his armpits Crows have picked his eyes away Flesh is scarred and ripped to shreds The crucifix still hanging cold Dancing slow to the wind of the north His faith couldn't save him, nor could his god Weak human destiny, nothing pure inside His soul cried for angels But I raped it endlessly A thousand days of torment Doomed to fucking die Hopeless, starved, miserable You'll see the eye of Master Never will you see the light Morbid fate of a mortal man Mortal worms - crushed by The hammer of the Nocturnal
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Kostonkuu joi verta tuhannen kristityn Höyryävän maljan heidän kalloistaan Edes aseet ruosteiset eivät itkeneet Ne vihdoin saivat nauttia veriteoistaan Ei auta parhain miekkakaan Ilman miestä ja tahtoa takanaan Heikko kansa (joka) luottaa jumalaan Jää aina tappiolle - kuolemaan Suru nousee uuteen loistokkaaseen kunniaan Vaikkei herran kansaa täällä kukaan surekaan Kun tanner verestä juo jälleen humalaan Syksyn pakkastuuletkin saa kosto juopumaan Vanhan kirkon raunioille Ei elämä tee paluutaan Herramme on saapuva Vallitseva ikuisuutenaan Helvetin kunnia mukanaan
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Human cruelty Animosity towards each other by command or by will Wars for religion and land Executions, slaughtering, torture For earthly fortunes and pleasure So worthless is one life Geniosity of most fierce way to produce pain Brilliantness to invent thousand agonized deaths From gas chambers to nuclear weaponry Man truly is a misanthrope Incarnation of the Antichrist Leaders of murderous holocausts I hail dictators! I salute massmurderers! The true artists of human suffering Masters above the dying herd To wear the skin of another To carry the skull of one's enemy To cremate a living person by force To push the button inflicting poisoning To dismember one limb by limb To beat someone 'till last breath is taken That is the true artwork in praise of Satan
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Staring at the cold bleak light Steaming breath leaving from my lips At the circle of malevolence No joy to benefit from here Time is sharpening my knife Reflections of pain and misery Had humanity meant a thing to me Would I still embrace depression? Secrets of the moon Nail me to this place Filled with nausea And whirling memories With age would I wield knowledge and mysteries But the human in me Will lead me to decay I hear the humming of the trees The calling of the withering leaves The shivering voice of remembrance Cold steel for an age of hate...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025