The Conjuration of the Southern Circle
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Pagan Winds Return Winter moonlight in snow covered vast woods. Drawing kingly winds dwelling honoured on my throne. Suddently I wondered on the highest cliffsedge of my homeland. The nightfall mist brought me visions from beyond the red horizon... All stood still, this omen would not last overnight. My name is whispered, time has come for me to die... At the sound of Hecate wings, behind the shades of Set. My eyes closed awaiting fearless she took my hand. To a white cold landscape once a glorious battlefield. And swear by my Celtic heart to grant always the victory of the brave... Sword at my side, ravens and owls chanting proudly my death. But the moon glows forever, taste the winds return so dark... Fallen pale moon, the pride of wolves forgotten. Leviathan tears bath us under funebre skies. Swing our swords through the triumphal breeze... My blood for you, divine beautiful Hecate. On her arms she held me high up towards. To touch the clouds in my last sleep... King I am, hailing for the eternal skies. Carrying the wolf within me, brave. My hordes riding like thunder, our flag shall not fall. Full moon and the pagan winds return. By fang revenge is ours!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Unholy Deity (Set) Dark Lord, god of all misery. Here upon your land. Scorch me with your sunfire. Cast me into darkness... Unholy Lord Set... Almighty destroyer and devastator. King of lies, reincarnation of evil. Set, opposer of the light. Grant me the powers... Unholy Lord Set... Cast, in the Sirbonic sea. Drowned, waiting for your ascension. Answer now to our prays. Reveal yourself to us... War-God, give me strenght. My enemies I shall slay. Their blood shall be your wine. Their souls in your domain... Unholy Deity, Dark Lord, Set.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
Last Sleep As darkness mantle covers the earth. I'm left alone stillness all around. Cold breeze wraps my body. Upon this frigid rock I wait for... Visions from my dead past now succeed before me... I close my eyes and enter into Darkland. Limbs become dormant, breathing slow. From beyond I hear the call of Morpheus... "Enter in my kingdom!"... Night has passed but I wake not to reality. The first rays of sun bath my cold skin. From beyond I behold my flesh decay... Closed my eyes for the last sleep.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
Nocturnal Prayers Impious souls summoned to celebrate blasphemies. Outcasted mortals scorn the Holy Trinity. Pentagram in red strengthening the altar. Naked bodies in ecstasy make the circle… The Whore sat upon the seven headed Beast. Appears drunken with Christian blood. Her chalice of gold now touches their lips. The hallucinating fluid burns inside… The ones which their names. Are nor written in the Book of Life. Now pray for the return of Darkness realm… As clouds occult the light of the moon. Chants are sung in forgotten ancient languages. Choirs are heard from world far beyond. Praising the Master… The ones which their names. Are not written in the Book of Life. We pray for the return of Darkness. Cursed be the Holy and his Son. God’s demise we await.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
Moon Of A Wolferian Shadow Witches whispering sorcery. Summoning their Master till dawn. Gathered in a black mass before the altar. Where I kissed the horned Lord… Sacred flames light the sabbat. All united in the nocturnal ceremony. Apprentices vowed for an eternal oath. As the ritual ends in lustful orgies… I look into the eyes of the Baphomet. As darkness embraces the full moon. The frost winds devour me. The forest’s silence… endless night… I entered in the jackal’s soul. Flying aside the Beast. On her wings through the northern sky. To the valley of Jurafas I behold… A force created by unholy vows. I acquired all wisdom in cave Sibyla. And slept with thousand whores. Whores that turned to silver serpents… My winter shadows that glorified me once. With powers and sorcery. Now I only hear howling echoing. A dethroned king awaiting the next millennium.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
I) Hallowed Massacre Fifteen century, the age of darkness Clerical power was never so strong The Four Horsemen riding then Plague, War, Hunger, Death Misfortune was all over the land Church found the cause of all that Inocencio the eight declared them heretic Thousands of souls would curse his name Hallowed Massacre, in god's name justified Thy creator of life, claimer of death Hallowed Massacre, in whose name justified Misfortune for all not fearing of god Accused of practising satanic rites Insane methods used to discover witches Twisted tortures obtained confessions Thousanda of bodies burned for delight Hallowed Massacre, in god's name justified Thy creator of life, claimer of death Hallowed Massacre, in whose name justified II) Inquisitor's Delight Your pain... I feel... Your body... My lust... Your screams... I taste... My delight III) Flesh to Ashes Black-coats gathered for holy sacrifice Bell's chime and sickening prays fill the air Call upon the one in heaven to see her die Summon Him to cast her soul in eternel fire From the dungeons her feeble body is led Sarcastic eyes follow steps to hellward pile Last words of sanctification are uttered Final plea the confirmation of her guilt Raise the purched torch, make the sign of the cross Prepare her In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost Let her burn The hungry flames rise for her body and The heat intensifies The smell of burnt flesh, the last screams Her soul is free So they commended her body to the fire With rejoice they saw her burn Earth to earth, flesh to ashes, dust to dust And that is all that remains Flesh to ashes Five centuries passed over catholic sins Ignorant minds still believe in God's word The book of lies, Holy Bible, should burn Only then humanity will see salvation
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
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Drums Of Valhalla As I stand here in silence. Amongst the nocturnal mist. In this land of condemned peace. The winter moon rises once more… I watch the shadows down below. Figures twist by the fire. The wind blows through my hair. Takes my fears away… Drums of Valhalla… The morning shall come. And swords shall be drawn. The Einherjar will guide our hands. Our foes shall be slain… Looking in the eyes of Hel. To battle we shall ride. If our bodies will fall. Only Odin decides… Drums of Valhalla… When the moon will rise once more. Valkyries shall come for our souls. To the Hall they will lead us. Hall of the Dead… To the sound of drums. Our names shall be spoken. Forever we will feast. Until our second fall on Ragnarok Dedicated to Rick Thor. Thanx for the help. (Only on 2002 vinyl version)
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Goddess Of The Ancient Tiamat, queen of the Ancient Ones. Goddess serpent of our homeland. Lead the seven demons of the flame and sword. Seek the gates to enter in Earth. Thee I call forth… Beneath the abyssic seas of Absu. Cthulhu sleeps in a watery place. Watching with azealed eyes of death. Cast your old vengeance to destroy. The spirit of the Earth and Sky… Thee I summon! Thee I worship! Thee I invoke! Goddess… Thee I call high in the mountains. Lord of spells and the knowledge. Worshipped since time before time. Remember thy war with the Elder Gods. No biding upon Anu… Riding the four burning winds. Breathe the incense of the evil hordes. Touch the stars on top of temples. The world ours as one. Ia Cthulhu!... Thee I summon! Thee I worship! Thee I invoke!
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026