Firestorm Apocalypse: Tomorrow Shall Know the Blackest Dawn

The Gates of Hell (LYRICS: MARCHOSIAS) Shadows of the past fade before my eyes, there are evil voices in the air I sense a presence in the darkness around, pervading every sound and every shadow The moon is full; the horned messenger that has guarded this world for aeons Yet now only beckons to those who still bear strength in their hearts The strength to fight, conquer and kill the ones that have raped this earth For so many years I am drawn towards the woods again, where trees whisper of a storm to be awoken Of powers that were asleep for many years and a glorious past that was forgotten It is true that many of us had grown ignorant and weak Whilst the world around was slowly declining Fools! Unaware of the infernal wrath that waits to be unleashed upon them They fell to the liars' words and bowed before the cross of the dead one With my every thought the dark enhances thousandfold When suddenly I emerge from the shadows into a clearing A gruesome silence in the light of the moon, the ground breaths pure evil I know I have reached my destiny in this world Four others I distinguish, grim and pale faces with empty eyes Now the pentagram is whole, words are spoken and steal gleams in the dark The roar of a thousand storms approaches The earth trembles and the moon turns bloodred As we cut our flesh in honour of our forgotten Lord's return Demons start emerging from the abyss, the legions of hell are set free at last As a vast black shadow leaves the gates now opened wide Our mortal bodies lie scattered and dead But we shall be reborn in His fire and our deaths will not have been in vain For our sacrifice will wrap this world in endless darkness And tomorrow shall know the blackest dawn For we have opened the gates of hell, this will be the final holocaust of the human race

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Degeneration of Mankind (LYRICS: NIMROTH) I have been wandering the ages Felt the pain, injecting my heart with misery For we are particles of matter throughout the centuries Evolving to each others agony The evolution of the human mind Causes the degeneration of mankind I want to float among the stars Between a composition of light and darkness Gifted with powers of future times to come Released from a race, which drowns in vain For my transmission to the stars I’ve been travelling the desert of my mind With eyes frozen by the Eastern wind Forever gazing into the Stratosphere Surrounded by imperceptible phantoms Astral guardians, which never last Experiencing the transmission to the macro cosmos Into a world where my spirit flies free Make me rise like a Phoenix again Guide me through the halls of eternity

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

On the wings of imperceptible creatures I'm dwelling through a myriad of stars Innumerable dreams are weaved as one No destination, an arcane illusion With a supernatural elegance Oscillating through future times to come Hold in the horrible jaws of deformity All I see goes beyond my receptivity Heavens are swallowed by the darkness of night Another world now opens wide Is this real, an arcane illusion A dim fantasy, which leads to confusion? Synthetic illusions of dimensions unknown Gaze in a cosmic world, which has never shown It's all-embracing maze of evolution Abducting the human comprehension I've seen the future and the past The withering beauty for those who last Remaining silent in perished oblivion A phantom-view, illusion or just a horrible conclusion?

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 15, 2026

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Fields of Eternal Glory (LYRICS: MARCHOSIAS) Through clouds of fog and ice we are gathered under a dark starry sky Our pagan fires are burning in the night Flames rise high up to the sky; unholy omen of hell Riding with the winds we have come with the strength of one thousand swords The old man mutters words of hatred and grief His face scarred by traitor’s hands, eyes gazing into nothingness Shadow of a once mighty warrior Anxiously clenching the hilt of a rusty sword Now the time of repent is close at hand The ground will start to open And hellfire, bright and perilous, seething messenger of death and pain Will fulfill its destiny destructively For the day is not far when we will kill their sons and rape their daughters We will burn and plunder their villages Culminating in the destruction of their cursed churches Symbols of oppression and humiliation The glowing ashes of which they will behold before we finally cut their throats Smoke will rise from the ground The triumphant roar of our horde Condemned and mocked for so many years Will fill the air with a victorious rage Ride along my faithful comrades And feast upon their rotting corpses And curse their poisonous blood for eternity For our race has sworn an oath to earth and elements The sermons of liars we despise, the prayers of weaklings we hate Their bodies will rot on the soil they so eagerly tried to flee Eyes picked by the ravens, their souls will wander the battlefield evermore The fields of retaliation where the christian race will meet its final doom No mercy for the weak, by wolves’ teeth the sheep will be slain

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Perishing Nights (LYRICS: ASTAROTH DAEMONUM) As the wolves howl And the moon penetrates the driving clouds When the trees cradle above a murmerous cascade Your stature approaches closer and closer An Osculum Infame Your scent is still present In this place so dark, so pure At a bed of leaves I still see your shadow In the sinister shade of a horned moon Ishtar, my witch, my burning Goddess Every woman bears your make in her soul As the rustle of leaves and the rustle of flames Inflame your transistory (yet eternal) existence I embrace your light It shines through the leaves of trees so old As the beckoning of bells in the freezing night Makes us forget about the cold As the wolves howl And the moon penetrates the driving clouds When the trees cradle above a murmerous cascade Your stature disappears slowly and grave An Osculum Infame

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Eternal Damnation (LYRICS: LORD MYSTIC) Listening to the wolves in this cold winter night, This night we start our battle with pride Their time has come… Return to where you are from Them, the ones we despise, Will soon be at their end They will suffer for their own (believed) lies, For all eternity they are damned Eternal Damnation Filled with a sense of hate we burn and kill Driven by our might we fight Their destruction is what we must fulfill Power given to us by the moon in the midst of night We will accomplish our desire We fight with sword and fire Eternal Damnation Infernal Devastation We will destroy them by fire It is the will of him, they serve The ones we were always told to admire, Being burnt is what they deserve The battle will last long, they will be strong But we will fight for our victory, forever will be One by one we will watch them die, For the life they live for a lie We will accomplish our desire The time has come for him… the liar Eternal Damnation Holy Termination

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Firestorm Apocalypse - The Coming of a Greater Era (LYRICS: MARCHOSIAS) We stand at the dawn of the battle of ages And proudly raise our heads towards an endless bloodred sky Our heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and hate For on this day the cursed ones will finally prevail Fire in the sky – humanity will die Cosmic winds of hate – sealing mankind’s fate The feeble race stands frozen – realising they’re not chosen Their dreams will end in pain – through universal bane A ferocious yet majestic storm slowly rages on Consuming the pathetic mortals’ realm of light Celestial clouds are spitting astral flames without end Reducing pitiful christian souls to blackend dust Not a shadow nor a memory survives in this dimension And even time itself is doomed to perish in the flames Behold this day’s grotesque obliteration of mankind A monumental tribute to the rise of utter darkness A thousand silent centuries have passed Still equilibrium is once again regained Our heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and honour And as we proudly raise our swords to hail the dark of night A distant light marks the coming of a greater era…

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025