Midwinter Blood
Sentivo l'odore dell'odio Scorreva nel mio sangue Accarezzava la mia pelle Denti scorpeti, sbriciolati Occhi biancastri Corpi mutilati avvolti In una intricata ragnatela di vermi Mi fissavano, mi odiavano Perche' avevo colto il loro fiore Ed ora giacevano come steli rinsecchiti Avanzavo In una nebbia scura d'incertezze e disagio Le lacrime cadevano come gocce di sangue Ma nella mia mente non c'era colore Solo la sfumatura della morte Ancora molti erano vivi Ma presto nessun altro lo sarebbe stato Sentivo l'odore dell'odio Scorreva nel mio sangue Accarezzava la mia pelle
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Rage creeps deep inside of my essence without truce It's a gash on my soul... Dark blood is flowing from my wounds I'm the cruel judge who plays and tortures all creatures of god As an evil wave full of pain I came from the centre of the earth! Your screams are a shiver on my sick white skin! My forked tongue is realishing your fucking bodies! I'm an abortion of satan! An antichrist never born! I'm an essence of the infernal reign! Nameless creature of the sea of flames! Sweet oblivion father of forgotten souls Sucks every single breathe of life! God evokes me! I'm dancing with his living corpse! Hail satan sweet melody of pain! The infernal angels are your prison! Their flames will burn your fucking soul! They are black swans and they are singing a symphony of death! Welcome in this closed heaven where the evil wave reigns! Evil wave is a blood vomited by christ after his crucifixion! The sky is darkened by a great and Black butterfly with her bloody wings It announces the arrival of black army And the end of the christianity The door of heaven will be closed by infernal army! Everything will be destruction! The death will be the seal of the beginning of a new reign! Under a new star! The new star is shining in the dark sky! The earth is in the hands of our master lucifer!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The snow falls from the moon The winter is arriving All the forest trees Seem gloomy phantomas on the night Full of desperation Horrible visions see my eyes My blood frays with the candor of the snow Desperation on this time of deep melancholy The sky's turning black The death shows its power Shouting to the sky I fill my soul of hate This sad winter wood will be my grave The snow falls here And washes all my soul My bloody mouth That screams and cries its tormented pain The smell of death is everywhere Black winds reap my soul As the voice of the night Whispers my name Black roses, they adorn my grave And the obscure light of the moon Illuminates my bruise face
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
A voice in the silence whispers A new king has just conquered this world Creator of tears and sorrow And all the twilights Servants with human figures Demons harm this world Centuries of human creations Shall be buried under the dust Now in the dark age Where the angels are dead A journey into the world of twilight The first chapter of humanity, it's now ending Follow yourself, harass yourself And follow my paradise In apocalyptic rage I curse time and ages Humans bleed for me Coronation of dark victory
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Black winds through the night In this kingdom... Where the frost is the king Echoes from the past The dark era is comin'... Like a frozen winter storm I kill you, with the powers of the eternal shadows Me, conquering your throne of sin Sinners, I want to kill you The wind is shinning as the full moon With us or against us This is the rule You die with sorrow We are the conquerors... ...conquerors of the lands of unforgivable lord of heaven
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
For new era to come No mercy shall done For those on my way And I will surely prevail I am the fallen angel Burst through the clouds Scorched in the sky's fire Betrayed and deceived So now I’ve reached the crown On my feet mortals go down From shadows my army rides To end up weakness and light Darkness I fell, these shades with me Broken fears, what is this dream Is it my mind, making sensless cry Give me a sign, to leave this pathetic life Darkness swallows my screams What are these rotten dreams No one can hear my anger My voice, a shining thunder I am the infernal angel Looking for the revenge No rest, no domination Before punishments done I wont be your heaven's slave I curse all with my anger's blaze Battle continues till my soul rests Upon the highest and darkest mountain crests I cannot hear, I cannot see, can't understand my own believes... I shall see, I shall feel, another life, another existence
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Dalla terra sale, nella terra rientra e nei suoi recessi si nasconde Arriva mormorando parole semplici Che creano un vuoto ancora piu' profondo Dove il buio e l'attesa hanno lo stesso colore Le certezze del passato diventano illusioni nel presente Che si perdono e si dissolvono sul suo volto antico nei tratti Ma senza fatica nel corpo L'apnea si scioglie nel sollievo E alla fine tutto quel che rimane sono ossa E corpi putridi vestiti di foglie
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Fango nero risucchiava I miei pesanti passi Tra le lapidi antiche che pendevano come lingue esangui Dalle bocche delle tombe senza nome Il fiume era rame annerito carico della melma dell'ombra L'ombra dilaniava carni tingeva di rosso la nuda terra La voce dei corpi straziati gridava nel vuoto silenzio Dove vacui occhi bramavano il mio sangue Una volta, una volta sola l'ombra divenne irresistibile Una luce che pulsava come una ferita nella notte Fetidi lembi di darne dilaniati quassati da involontari fremiti Che onghiottivano il seme del mio destino
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Era piu' nera del buio di una notte Senza luna e senza stelle Ma soprattutto senza la promessa dell'alba Un'attrazione fatale Un affacciarsi affannato Sull'orlo di un precipizio Dove le rocce sul fondo Sono un richiamo inesorabile La promessa dell'oblio piu' assoluto Ma il corpo si rilassa La mente si distende Lo spazio si dilate Nei luoghi piu' ristretti Nei recessi piu' angusti L'ombra mi studia Mi sfiora Ed infine mi avvolge Nel suo abbraccio del nulla
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026