Demon Lung
Album • 2015
This track is instrumental.
child born, blessed by the goat her reign will be unrelenting ascent to a throne of darkness centuries of sin a mother warns of the evil unveiled false prayers uttered to the heavens his grasp closes in around her answered from below behold, the daughter invoke, the father disguised in a holy cloth they pushed her away can’t know yet what is her path now awakening rest easy now child this is your home life must go on and forget the old hiding behind purity, it is her veil but truth in her eyes tells a different tale dark thoughts of ruin disguised with a smile no one will believe what is within this child bound to the father with blood and bone queen of the abyss awaiting her throne now the year of 15 has arrived the end begins darkness falls, unto this house of light the end begins! watch her rise from below noble heiress, welcome to her kingdom
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
I hear their call out from the past I recognize its tortured cry you know we’ve been been here before we can always be instead of dust don’t be afraid death’s not the end I live in you would you die for me? my body is a graveyard and I am haunted innocence is a blessing easily tarnished impossible to maintain slips right through your fingers I was once wounded here and very near dying if it pleases you my dear we can go together my body is a graveyard and I am haunted by the black of the night and the bend of the trees their boughs will crack when we sleep beneath if you are afraid to bleed for our love let us swear by the grave the shelter of our souls avoid the moans, give me your time what we swear is not of light for we will die, in the marsh beyond the grove it feels so cold and awful here but I know I am back the meadows we leave behind we will die together
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
enter the covenant lips adorned with blood blend into each other then blend into he giver of all fruitfulness leaf, flower, and fruit behold, thy new servant we call unto you we beseech the arianrhod we beseech the silunus we beseech the arianrhod we beseech the silunus contorted dance of flesh indulgence of excess they lie within a trance sacrificing innocence visions of the dark taking over they can’t be saved, Samaritan futile, are the prayers of the sister the left hand path has chosen them with this bond we shall always be our evil lives on eternally if one is torn away, avenge we shall show no mercy, repent bow down before your Gods the new angels of light
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
this is what the devil does fulfills desires now feel the warm embrace from the kingdom of fire the sacred adversary no longer denied a promise that we have sworn to you to bring down the sky we made a pact sealed it with our blood father, we made a pact now the deed is done you call yourself blessed and deny the presence of the dark you worship death I worship life I call the lord of earth to curse this holy place come forth from the abyss strike down this sacred space
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
somewhere upon her skin is the mark the mark of Jubilee my love Justine now hangs crucified you will all die soon her last breath lingers in the air the ambience of sorrow entombs, closing stillness glares out from her eyes reflection of our future gleams from the pool of her cold blood the primal sense of losing all echoing through the caverns of my marrow monument of despair this emptiness will soon be filled with the wrath of my vengeance I swear here and now by the one called Belphegor her spilled blood will not go unanswered or ignored this night will be your last, for our pact must be seen through my curse, strengthened by the deaths of all of you heed my call to Aamon heed my call to Astaroth penance for holy sinners your deaths shall be merciless and by the glory of the morning Star pray for Justine
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
once of beauty, now she sleeps in a coffin of blood rises now to bleed the world raped by the serpent now the Babylon whore Dracula of the convent a tormented disgrace blackened by the flames rip the throats of the pure at heart turned into the phantom’s shadow scratching eyes, happiness derailed this love brings death curse these words I speak unto you one by one they fall to a scream oh hear how they burn tears of vile and black no one is spared their lives are cast away together they ripped out their eyes for the times that they looked away tore out the tongues from their mouths for each time that they spoke her name they snatched the hearts from their chests for trying to destroy love removed the hands from their arms for the times that they prayed to god nevermore to feel the pain their hearts connect like fire
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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