Under the Banner of Suffering

Does praying bring a cure to your fear? And did it improve your pitiful existence? Don't you feel you are making yourself a part of the weakest kind? So you have chosen to be a slave,maybe stupid, maybe blind... We deny the elite, leaders of the weak No god we will fear, no cross we will lick Creating our own rules, we follow no book The truth is not written, so i draw it up with your blood. Wake up, or die by your own hand Those who are born slaves have just one way to be saved Burn it, the effigy of Christ Deny this book that has filled your mind with lies Anger let your heart breathe at last Freedom in our kingdom you will taste burn it the effigy of Christ Deny the holy book of lies. We have no masters, all sovereigns And we spit on the illegitimate rules We follow none but our own will We have not chosen to live in fear of The idol of weakness, a corpse on a cross The bastard son of a chimerical god will never lead us Eternally blinded by the odious masquerade You dance on the music which leads you to your grave. Your allegiance has destroyed all your willpower I see in you a caricature of existence, the tortures of freedom Now you are nothing, just the puppet of an illusion Slave of nothingness, worshipper of lies. When I see you celebrating the bereavement of reason When I hear ypour pathetic sob which sound resounds in the night When I smell your disgusting terror of death, terror of life When I feel the powerful feebleness which oozes out of your being. Hate becomes my mistress, the autocrat of my heart I dream of destruction, I wish your mutilation Wake up, or die by your own hand Those who are born slaves have just one way to be saved Hate becomes my mistress, the autocrat of my heart We prefer damnation, rather submission So we choose blasphemy as our way of life Slaves of weakness, we will never let in.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Blessed is the embrace of hermes Trismegiste The ogerie of power through knowledge. Mystic mysteries have not resisted my assaults Soon, the atavism of the untiring will flow through my veins. Only the devil is missing to my realisation. And I lauch my call beyond the well of the seven seals, beyond the moor where the double headed worms reigns. Earth dust of oblivion Water gathering place of tears Air gates toward the invisible world Fire incarnation of Nemesis "I heard your call and I crossed the stream of fire" Now, my power is satisfied momentarily Knowledge offers me an opportunity of domination.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Shadow comes upon Nehwon's sky The conspirator will have to die Coming chaos inside Lankhmar Words of rebellion will lead to war They shall come, the guardian gods Bring justice through destruction They must awake from their sleep By the power of black magic. The priests, they sing.... We hail thee, we, servants of the evil circle We hail thee, keepers gods of Lankhmar Bring the fire, justice through destruction. Their coming will cost many innocent deaths The price to pay for their immortal srength Mummified evil undead lords Kept alive by the magic of gods The throne of Lankhmar Remains ours.... Through cannot kill what is not Touchable by mortal weapons Dead you will be before the rise of the sun. At times when the existence is only a memory And whereas the sky eludes his desperate torment, The old gods make fall a shroud of morning on the creation, Tearing the landscape of agony. Their faces you shall not see The blade will pierce your eyes and pain will be.... Torture of your mind The only memory of your mortal life The vengence of these gods Is stronger than the most powerful strom. Slayer gods, keepers of the throne Bring us fire, purification Holocaust will be the only justice in this land Holocaust will be salvation for the feeble ones Those who are ready to die...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Crusaders walked on this sacred land Blessed by a gathring of sorcerers The eath cried, her heart bled Soiled by the presence of the dirt They came with their snivelling religion Burned this immaculate site Besmirched this majestic landscape All beauty faded with their coming. Crusaders were slaughtered at the great prestness's behest They were emptied of their blood and their viscous were a regal feast Witches built a great keep with the bones of the dastards Impious bastion of the brave In order to check the Christian invasion The black tower screams.... The blood of the apocryphal knights, the lewdness of Christ's slaves Have given a soul to the dark tower It exists to keep black arts sheltered from the hordes of the factitious god See the splendour of our sovereign keep... Secret site of pagan rites Symbol of the war against the cursed invades of Christ. Lost in the mist, the last bastion will survives One day its hatred will glitter again... ...ad infinitum.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

She has cried, tears of blood all night long Pregnant virgin, long before the age of Christ In a spring, she had met a male demon Incubus, he had raped her mind Mary was her name Though aware that she carried evil She could not resolve herself to kill him. The demon was born, she would not outlive his arrival But thanks to her, the most perfect creature was free He brought her back, gave her the shape of a demon A succubus, her beauty was close to perfection Maleficentia, they offered her a demonic name She was born, half demon, half goddess Queen of the damned, mother of the evil prince. Wind of horror blew, greetings to her arrival The demonic reigns upon the feeble humans began She stood motionless at the right of her son, the beast Insensitive to the pain that endured those who once were brothers of her. Maleficentia, queen of the damned, she will remain As the first day of her immortal life Maleficentia, spread your black wind across the land And burn the faces of those who cannot bear your sight. Once more she gave birth To a million of mutant beings Incestuous birth for she had copulated with the beast. With her, pain became an erotic game Her beauty split madness and her blood shed death Her kingdom was flesh, human blood flowed like a river Only strong minds reached to find her mercy Disease, war, were some of her tremendous weapons She usedthem to slay paltry mortals. A link of blood with filthy mankind Made her hatred for them grew stronger every time Her countless children fell down on earth Their only presence was a suffering for humanity Maleficentia, humanity has wounded her immacule heart Because of its unsightliness, because of its slightness Maleficentia, half demon, half goddess Queen of the damned, mother of the evil prince. Centuries passed, one day they felt asleep They felt the need to rest for new tortures to be dreamed of. A speel was cast, to keep them in eternal night But still they breathe and the prophecy foretells their return.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

A battlefield at the time when the moon is rising An eagle sings for the enemy shall die War hymns echo in the night The voice of Death from the mouths of our knights Sword in the hand, with no fear we arrive We are pleased to crush the people of Christ End your prayers now, Christian shit Time has come for you to resent your belief Kill for annihilation You are the weakest blood, you shall die with your son We will eradicate your cursed churches Crucify you all after you are cut of. We are one with the beast We are one with the fallen angel. Bow down before us, your faith is lost Down on your knees, your life is ours Truckle to our splender, your torment is born. The army of the goat walks Another Christian village we will strike Rising above a mountain of skulls Mesmerized by the beauty of their dead bodies. Surrender now and your death will be quick Show resistance and we will torture you for eternity Kill with delight No mercy we feel when we hear your wiwes screaming Let your child be burnt, his blood spilling Let yourself be tempted by this dark evil feeling.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Something in the sky begins to tremble Something in my eyes begins to burn Tearful shadows appear around me Death has moved, a taste of despair assails mankind They arise from beyond. Relentless legions, invisible death Sunset brings horrific revelations from an ancient age Sunset brings the final element for this forbidden summoning. The flag of blood streams in the wind They will build their kingdom on your ashes They are addicted to the joy of slaughter Viscous humans are their toys See this hole wide open on your torso See your bowels split in the dust. Lifeless bodies begin to pill up Wholesome madness begins quells my heart Dressed with the pain, I join them under the banner. Your beheaded child wanders among the burning ruins Screams of suffering are breaking free from his non existent mouth Your raped wife gives birth to the unutterable Bringing forth is for her mutilation. The flesh has become totally made My well being in boundless at the night of this ocean of corpses in mutation An eldritch chasms tears the sky Humanity's fate falls into nothingness See the kingdom of dust rising to the impious eyes Such a vulture rushing on his carrion See the chaos devouring the excrement on the altar of rancour.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025