From the Cradle to Enslave E.P.

Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled our common grave Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs From the cradle to enslave? Sickle constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the Bitter winter moon Prowls the clouds, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide... Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon to be kept Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden A fresh horror blows But ten billion souls Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees This is the theme to a bitter Armageddon Nightchords rake the heavens Pan Daemon Aeon! And what use are prayers to that "god"? As devils bay consensus for the space to piss On your smouldering faith And the mouldering face Of this world long a paradise lost This is the end of everything Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Dance macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black? The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back... I see the serpentine in your eyes The nature of the beast as revelations arrive Our screams shall trail to Angels For those damned in flames repay All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day We should have cut our losses as at Calvary But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief Salvation, like a promised nation Gleamed a claim away... This is the end of everything you have ever known Buried like vanquished reason Death in season Driven like the drifting snow Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war On our knees or another fucker's shore Hailing new flesh Read, then roared To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause What else be whipped to frenzy for? This is the end of everything Rear the tragedies That the Seraphim shall sing Old adversaries Next of Eve Now they're clawing back I smell their coming As through webbed panes of meat Led by hoary Death They never left Dreaming sodomies To impress on human failure When we've bled upon our knees Tablatures of gravel law Shall see Gehennah paved When empires fall And nightmares crawl From the cradle to enslave... This is the end of everything

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026

Sister midnight comes blaspheming Screaming in the keys of faith and fear Unentwining our spines twists me to kneeling... Spilling like the moonlight on her glistening rear Defiled at heart In this perfect hell Under red leaves bleeding Over scaled chateau we fell To demonocracy Where neither Adam or Eve Conceived of such iniquities From pleasure or pain Or the razor's edge inbetween Thou art my seventh heaven burning Going down as with the sun... Within like a river fluids moves a torrent Bound to please On denierred knees In any wicked way That her whims may warrant I hang on every verb Every dirty word Interred In her pornoglossa... Christlike, whipped and weak Painted nails driven through the meek Yet in obituary My dreams still weep Of dark blood and fucking thee Thou art seventh heaven burning Going down as with the day Baring lunar curvature Like canvas for a lick of pain Writhing like a viper Deep inside her Eden Forbidden to eat I kiss leylines to her feet Then baiting wrath I steal a path Back to the fruits of her womb Back to the crack of her tomb... Her roseate sliver Quivers with snuff appeal The torque of her hips Lip-sync me in for the kill Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread like disease I drain the cup of this Miss Sire Her water into wine for me Thou art my seventh angel squirming 'Neath the forked tongue of the beast Arching toward the fabled Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief... Whilst the world outside (A wood of suicide) Would die for this release Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... By night and by candle At each other's throat In a slick drift of red Setting god's teeth on edge We were as wolves preying inside the fold Of a slaughtered lamb throw On a four poster bed... Succulent, Succubus Laid without rest In the dead of the night Succulent, Succubus In thy arms And thy wetness On glossed lips I taste Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries laced With thick unguent rum Black-rayed suns and Autumn Always in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon my seed Starved Persephone Succulent, Succubus That I might keep Thee with me in Hades Succulent, Succubus Succor me Succulent, Succubus Succor me Succulent, Succubus Succor me Succulent, Succubus Thou art my seventh heaven burning Going down as with the day Baring lunar curvature Like canvas for a lick of pain

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026

Turn the lights down low And bolt the door up Future is coming Future rising up Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead With both eyes open I wait up for the kill Feel the evil Feel the heat as I blast you open Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out And death comes ripping out Flesh and the blood Too weak for the likes of you Turning it over A little too late to penetrate Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out Death comes ripping And I know that death comes ripping out Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026

And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here And still I cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so dear Please ease my burden And I still remember The memory and I weep In my broken soul The scars they cut so deep Please ease my burden Please ease my pain Surely without war There should be no loss Theres no mourning or fear, no pain, no misery No sleepless nights missing the dead, oh no more No more war There must be no war Sleepless

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026

Pandaemonaeon Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Rear the tragedies that the seraphim shall sing Pandaemonaeon Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Rear the tragedies that the seraphim shall sing Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Rear the tragedies that the seraphim shall sing Rear the tragedies that the seraphim shall sing Rear the tragedies that the seraphim shall sing

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026

Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill Lucretia Is my love in vein When thy tears bleed sweeter Than the midsummer rain? Bewinged, infested belfries Toll o'er the sobbing throng A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes Whipped and welted 'neath the barbed windsong... (In sadean paradise Ancestral legacies linger on...) I am He The crowned and conquering darkness Satan robed in ecumenical filth Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed "Beauty slept and angels wept For Her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia The pleasured dead speak of her In necromantic tongue When ambered daylights are done Masturbating in their graves On her zenith to come... This catafalque night when awed stars report Their absence from the heavenly brow Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts Whilst the cloaked maelstorm resounds throughout "How the storm it fulfills My heart, though unhealed Celestial knives ebonied And wild woods thrill Yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me" Carpathia Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates The path towards the castle weary innocence takes I rule as Master here Where feral hordes impart my temper Love sank wounded when I, betrayed Saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage "Usher the spite seething Draconist And commit this world to thy ancient Sovereignty" Erubescent veil descend Psalmed sunset thus portends And laid to rest, I now am blessed With this darkness...Forever more Supreme Vampiric Evil This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed "Beauty slept and angels wept For Her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia The pleasured dead speak of her In necromantic tongue When ambered daylights are done Masturbating in their graves On her zenith to come... Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows, to kill...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026