Cryfemal
Album • 2003
This track is instrumental.
Ruge la tormenta nocturna Liberando las raices electricas Que desencadenan la mortal descarga Diabolic chords acclaim the goat By the shrieks of the Beast Hell melts the metal black Hordes of chaos emerge from the pentagram With white faces marked with damned scars Las imagenes sagradas son destruidas Por los poderes oscuros Megaliticos tormentos son infringidos Sobre las costumbres catecumenicas Estableciendo los dominios no-sacros Ribeteados de cuero y acero los caballeros paganos Desatan euforicos su ira ante la masacre sonica Blaspheming against written hymns Taking the purified fire that destroys Religious temples which infect the Earth Clandestine rituals go on through darkness The torch of punishment burns Destroying idols' pictures
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 10, 2025
The wind blows in the cold nights of Winter While the snow falls in distant forest suspended in time Sacred trees grow up high, where spirits of the damned fauna Pale full moon that spread your light leading children of the shadows Those who were banished to the darkness of the night With the arrival of the foreign cross Bajo un circulo de sagradas piedras, el hombre anciano pronuncia el nombre de la bestia las almas de los guerreros dandoles fiereza en la batalla Espiritu de la gran sombra gris, que hiciste del bosque tu bastion, y de la montana tu reino Runes decorate our swords and shields, as in days gone by Your spirit will live in our heart, and your eyes will be our eyes In a night of revenge Where blood will be drunk in forbidden rituals The snow falls tonight in December over our faces While the full moon leads the Iberian Werewolf Warriors' souls
Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 10, 2025
Morbosos susurros en la noche... ...invocacion de las almas antiguas Our swords mutilate his flesh Our powers destroy their minds Your blood tinged my face... The horror screams in the night Are sweet music to my ears Darkness in our mother land Unmercy our fate We came for revenge To this rotten fields Los supervivientes son empalados Cuerpos sin vida estan ardiendo Bajo la luna de invierno El orgullo de los guerreros cobra vida!! Now our souls travel To dark land of shadows To live forever more In the kingdom of unholy ancient masters of war... ...within the next invocation...
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 10, 2025
Abre los ojos bastardo, hijo del dios cristiano, Clavado en esa cruz, deberas pagar por tus pecados, donde esta ahora tu falso padre? El no puede salvarte de tu cruel destino, Ahora soy yo, el que rija los momentos finales, De tu miserable, vida...siiii!!! Weak and unfortunate character called Christ, Assume that your life has been nothing else that a breat lie, We are here now to torture you, And turn your terrible pain into our joy, I impose this crown on you to appoint you As weak god!! Tu cruz se convertira en un simbolo de martirio, Para que tus seguidores vean, lo que les espera, Tu, solo has sido, el primero borrego en caer!! Todos debeis desparecer, de la faz de la madre tierra, Bastardos inquisidores de una falsa religion Os quiero ver sangrar, y sufrir hasta morir!! Fields will be full of execution crosses In which you'll slowly die without piety It doesn't mind if you'll implore pardon Because we won't feel any compassion for you And your smouts will be music to our ears!! In your dying bodies We'll thrust our knives, to make you incisions, To put into them our hands, and to poke around your dirty entrails, Making your torment, to be the most cruel That human mind, would haver ever imagined!!
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 10, 2025
Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego A blazing razor opens its way through My once healthy veins blood marks the end of life But the beginning of another one My eyes get blind, I feel his breath, it grows inside Denial of life I heard the breath of the unborn While my veins get empty of life Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 10, 2025
It always flies espirit!! guiding the soul! on its kingdom!!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 10, 2025
An ash grey sky tortures the reflection Of my image in the cold blade That soon at falling down is making me dieee!!!! Dirty ingenuous, your presence wants of the spirit's Culmination, Dark person, you know that you're different, But your pain, feeds his hunger!! El odio fluye, cabalga la dama negra El sustento es la muerte, el instante La respuesta al enigma Al grito de muerte le sigue la guadana Degollando mi cuello!!! Parece mi cabeza al hierro sujeta!! Un cielo cenizo en el charco de sangre Tiemblo, pero no siento Mi conciencia aparece cual turbia esperanza Ahhh!! He isn't one of us, Madness is his tragic ending!!!
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 10, 2025
Respeto es una palabra que la necesidad me obligo a olvidar Un significado sin origen del cual alguien quisiera recordar!! Ahora muchos enjambres vienen suplicando algo que se negaron A recordar, ahora es cuando yo me obligo a no sentir piedad!! I spread and beat my wings!! In one side, a blizzard is born and it unleashes men's throwes Will out!! In the other, it unleashes a storm full of malevolent smiles, Which unleashes centuries of human frustration!!! Jahh, jahh, jahh, jahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! The ones from the first side, roam as predator's servants Impatient by gobbe up empty souls!! The ones from the always "wrong called" opposite side Have been able to open their eyes They now understand the meaning of respect!! They now can pass to the other side!! Where reason and madness get together in the same side!!
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 10, 2025
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