The Phantom Lodge

In dreams and visions I saw the beast rise again In chasms and voids of doom the circle of pandemonium I stole the sacred nimbus of the kingly dead Glittering treasures will haunt me forever now The thirteen words of spell I breathe Witchcraft and sorcery I've forseen all the fallen stars Wizardry and destiny Sleeping in the eyes of earth Sending dwarfs back to birth Sleeping entities of stone Down the dragoncaves I'll roam Demonized - exorcized - decapitated - resurrected [voice:] "...The kingly dead will haunt you forever now Glittering treasures are not to steal... They are sacred..." In past ages of war and conquer Battling for my immortal desire By the stab from a sword of steel I was shaped to a spirit of Zaal Hail - the ravenlord Hail - the only one

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

[voice:] "...The soulside awakes... Closing down the flesh..." Upwards a shimmering nightsky of far so distant starlight Above the obsolete horizonlines death came to reap Towards the cosmic hillsides beyond the lunar galaxy Closing down the fleshworld forever as the soulside awakes Whirling down a maelstrom of horror infernal Possessed by the grim and bleak eyes of the seventh moon Breathing the rippeling rythm of the coldest night Through shadows hearses must be led across The puzzling constellation of a deathrune The ancient sign of magic divine and flamboyance burning Old dusty thresholds and rusty gateways unentered (and) unseen A spiritpath in the thirteenth dimension cursed for evilcraft Obstreperous skyways of nightfall ornaments Cloudrealm corridors of miles and miles with mist Solarlight trapped into the blackest corner of universe The darkened space enthroned and time is moving backwards... Breathing the rythm of the coldest night An ancient sign of magic divine A darkened dungeon for the pale I seek A spiritpath for the thirteenth soul The sky is raised from a nightfall dream By the bodies with their souls in black Burning close in the cryptic night Rip young hearts out in the fields of light Horror infernal - the seventh moon - the coldest night Her world described - the deathruler's sign Flamboyance burning - an ancient deathcry [voice:] "Old dusty thresholds and rusty gateways Unentered (and) unseen... Obstreperous skyways of nightfall colours Oblivious to a spiritpath breathing of doom..."

Under banners of baalzathorn we ride towards the dawn Hold your steel close to hand and say farewell to your motherland Into the horizonlines spears so sharp in daylight shines Attack the realms unknown hordes of brave men fully grown With winds from our northstar striking shores oh so far Across the sea and land in armour proud we stand As northern gods we're born Beautiful woman they us mourn Baptised in fire and ice Sworn to face the strangers lies Sailing the ocean black and blue We'll show the world what is true When the night comes down Another land... Another crown... Striking upon the hillsides Battlefields burning in glory Chanting spells of graverites Battlefields burning in glory Warlord kings of hell and dark desire Godsend son drowning in smoke and fire

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

[first verses are real chantings - not to be published] Shadows - trapped in a coffin of death Demons - flying with wings of the night Ravens - lifting their claws to the sky This is the winter of an eternal season of doom I still rule the skylines beyond the lunar forestral room Scrolls of ancient wisdom carved under fields of bloom Empire of the deathstarved raging the battle so far Sunless days of years Sunburnt eyes of all fears

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

A lonesome wind entered the pits of my dreams Swept my thirst into shades of gleams It spread a rain of ethereal tunes Coloured my pictures so freezing cold By the shelter of the night the pale silver eye returned In the distance of the nordic light the inverted horizon burned A woven bridge between the sunken lands was forged Twisted my longing into caskets of time It opened the eternity of a cosmical maze Coloured my pictures so dusty and old Beside the vast snowy woodland Beside the enormous hillsides of frost Below the magnificent starsky black I am cloaked by the moonshine mist In nocturnal midwinter hours In bloodred darkness gone The call - I heard The vision - I saw The scent - I knew The oath - I swore

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Death takes 'em all... I am the hater! The sin of God, the whore of life I am the will who kill for the bloody sake of death I am the hater! The fear, the lies, the painful cries I am the blade which slits a throat to end another breath I bring terrible demise Spill misery over their lives I make sure evil will rise To end more meaningful lives I am the hater The tormentor An eye for an eye Everyone fucking die

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

The statues echoes through the halls of Baalzathorn long forlorn Unholy trolls with magic scrolls in spheres of infernal fire Glittering waters of demonic daughters An empire of gold so old Web of moonshine Long lost timeryhme In lore of medieval legends Demonic crossroads to ancient dungeons Burning as I'm lurking deep within A gateway through this sacred mist To the blazing demondome of murmurs and secrecy [voice:] "...Glittering waters of demonic daughters Web of moonshine... Long lost timeryhme..." Into the eyes of death Through moonshine portals leatherwinged serpents fly Grotesque shapes of the undead flew in straight from the tomb Far away from the light Creatures of the night Ghouls of the gravesite Corpse of the deathrite [voices:] "...Thii secriis sacriis ov dueish... Through the silent dominions of blackheim..." Seven lonely spirits of Zaal You must feel the soulflight redeem Long gone spheres of dismal gleam Winds of the age - fortunate tribes Murmuring grace on the lies No one ever dreams - fall with grace Cremation, decoys and the wind The rivers face - straight sidefall

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Caught in a woodsleep Miles down the crypts beneath Desert sands lay deep Sworn to an obscure belief Shapes with serpent faces Watchers in deathwish cry Warpzones in mazes Venomous tounges in sigh Upon the salty wall of the broody gargoyle Broody - come forward from the salt in your wall Broody - a weak human soul is your call Nightshade serenade Diabolical masquerade

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025