Devil, Stone & Man

Cold stone guards this severe scene A sable monument that kindles the stubborn spirit A testimonial of victory, damnation and evil I scream unto you Jaweh, I scream Your angel's wings are broken Your chain and your key I hold And I bring it back! The mysteries manifested in a dance of powers The barking of the hellhounds a declaration of war - war! We plunder and defile Christ's sacred grove We heist the cross to let it shine forth reverse Yet breaks every bone in the face of Ichtus And divine blood is defiled in a flood of our urine I scream unto you Jaweh, I scream We stab the key into your heart And open it up like a mellow, sopid fruit Have you heard about the clash? And Satan's soldiers march? Prepare now for the clash! Cause our fists are about to strike Into your idle face tonight Hallelujah! Das Lamm ist erwürgt Heavenly father, feel the malodorous breath Of the mouth that lacerates your throat Your blood soaks the earthly fields Adorns the pate of man, serpent, wolf and goat And ere your senses swipe the sails You should have the certainty That our iron fist will judge your parish According to your horrid mortality Thus your infants will be dashed in pieces And to the flames we send their souls Their wives shall be ravished and filled with sperm And their children snared in hell-holes And all thee of your Odem can't resist The strike of the dominator's fist

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I am awake! The handle of the orphidian door Slowly turns to the south I let my senses cramp under your will I let a stone form to a sacred opened mouth So I feel your breath again! My mantra collides with your miasma of death A first strange taste on the lips of god Silent works this madness, motion- not emotionless So cathartic the stench of long dead blood Shall I reach out to the strangers pale hand? To become one with the night Guided on unknown land To let parts of an ego behind Shall I reach out to the strangers pale hand? To become one with the night Guided on unknown land And drag myself to the other side When force meets lameness The train of thoughts decays leprous This is a journey to the gallow I leave the waters frail and shallow Cold and dead, but with the pulse of Ain In appearance of pure horror to the eyes You caress the vision of the third To awake a king in a somnambulant world Let us walk among life and borders And let flood our stirring waters Let us walk amongst burning worlds To our will just a simple torch Let us head towards my hell Strife for heavens Let us rise ever downwards Crack shell by shell Shall I reach out to the strangers pole hand? To become one with the night Guided on unknown land To let parts of an ego behind Shall I reach out to the strangers pale hand? To become one with the night Guided on unknown land And drag myself to the other side

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Bring ye forth the iron gift That neither wind nor time can shift Let it grade the dirt we've piled And let it judge upon every child Let him shine blood-red In all his glory Commit your deeds Diabolical hammer The hammer strikes upon Golgotha with wrath Through holy hands and feet He hit nails into a cross The hammer appeared In countless nights to vex Once he cracked the head of a whore While she was having sex Let him shine blood-red In all his glory Commit your deeds Diabolical hammer, hammer! In 84 the hammer Brought horror to the states To cast shadows Upon countless fates The hammer is restless His work is still not done As already promised the hammer Will come upon everyone Diabolical hammer strike! The hammer strikes through stone Without a doubt it strikes through bone Dare to see! Dare to feel! The hammer strikes through soul We brought you all the iron gift To release the end! A single strike entangled the world An act of caprice, a tool at hand

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

A threatening wearing Of sharp wing beats Cuts slick through the air Finds my ear, sage on mind Balancing from stone to stone Through the consciousness-morass And molten stinking excuses And then I see Odonata fields Thousands fly Odonata fields The highborn dragons Trying to filter the sound of the golden wing To follow like a credo and a descent king On the fields I see traces of those who struggled Odonata fields Nations quests Odonata fields Stress the hungry welt Hollow thoughts rise up from the shells That now rest where burden decays All those silver wings flew into naught Never to come back to the cleansed garden Life's offerings hanging from the trees buried by time Branch by branch a fearful heart buried by time Many are those who leave traces in the sand But soon they'll be forgotten Few leave footprints in grown ground While we leave hints in stone, yes i stone

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

All that remained Cold ash and sepulchral grin Temerarious blood and celestial chagrin All that remained The thrilled temper, the diabolical intellect Destruction and devotion never to fail affect Where we have taken the cross None of your fruits will thrive Where we have taken the cross In the shade of the scythe Where we have taken the cross We commit the waste of the firstborn Where we have taken the cross Not an act of charity, but rather one of total scorn Leaving deep traces in vacillating storms On enquiries regarding the seminal doss No sin weighs heaviest on the pilgrims cloister The lord enters deep without moisture Where we have taken the cross None of your fruits will thrive Where we have taken the cross In the shade of the scythe Where we have taken the cross The ordinance of privation Where we have taken the cross Heralded by the voice of contemplation We curse you all! Both ground and man Both you who kneel And you who hang! Here is were the wolfs gather To prepare the final hunt And from here is where all light flees But the wild has scent you, dehydrated cunt

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Trident torch Highest head Venom of the other god Opposer, accuser transcendental threat They fed me through an iron grid Unmeant nurtured the thought of breakout, bit by bit They ignored the winds that carried The omen of impending danger And treated own premonitions Like those of a stranger I aspire, I aspire To the triple fire They say dark accidents happen here and there But what is it for real that affect the alterable soul-sphere The remains of man Burned within a crowned pyre A rite that fuels and frees The triple fire Your light is the Alma Mater in which we learn And time is the fire in which we burn What is the self amid this turbulent blaze And what is formed around it in this waning haze I have impregnated darkness With the fiery sperm of your torch Just to see within your fire The Alpha and the Omega scorched I aspire, I aspire To the triple fire I've slit my throat to sing your gospel I've held my breath to release a storm most hostile The remains of man Burned within a crowned pyre A rite that fuels and frees The triple fire

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

The slobber runs from my mouth I romp, I spit deadly words And channel all my energy On your future, on your destiny My desire carries the vocable far No shield can fend them off Wafting over peak and over chasm Till they topple the crown of scoff Words become weapons Vipers I chew Spitting and spitting Curses upon you You suckled the nurturing teat 'til it bled And then spat out the milk You've never grown and killed your siblings But only moraliser will call you moral bilk I suckled the roots in the deep dark earth Remained in furtive wait un-beguiled I cocoon the web and sharpen the blade But only fantasts will call me Voodoo child Words become weapons Vipers I chew Spitting and spitting Curses upon you Judge and judgement My temper does not sue The justice-hammer crushes Curses upon you A heart dies... Yet the magnificence of my deeds will last As niether life nor death shall break the spell Through all spheres these words are cast And sealed they were by the chiming of the devil-bell Words become weapons Vipers I chew Spitting and spitting Curses upon you Judge and judgement My temper does not sue The justice-hammer crushes Curses upon you

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Unconcerned at the beginning The child stands alone But quick it realizes That it was born far from the devil's home Far from home but always close to the devil's tone It rages and seethes in the abyss Out of the waters never still The dark fire rises It rages and seethes in the abyss Shadow-born creatures in all corners Veils manifest a stairway Over which the flames reach higher Shadow-born creatures in all corners The primal-animal demands his liberation But the beyond seems to be deaf Shaken only by higher spirits The ego awakens from his dream It beats and knocks at the gate Inside the ram is waiting to strike And outside they are searching for keys It beats and knocks at the gate A wild tomb breaks course The outbreak so imminent Undeviating, nothing can prevent it The wild mob breaks course The primal-animal demands his liberation But the beyond seems to be deaf Shaken only by higher spirits The ego awakens from his dream Thoughts sharper than any blade Cut the tentacles off Our life shall be a hellride Only rebels are living free Concerned at the end The child stands alone Since it started the journey To shores unknown

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?