Taedium Vitae

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Bleeding Runes Symbols of chaos are blazing again Showing a new way to follow Marks of blood engraved on stone Remember their unholy past Through the dark centuries Holding their wrath Their black witchery Will spread eternally [Runes have spoken] "By blood we brave the gods To the true satanic wisdom By blood curse the gods To the true eternal wisdom" Legends and tales about those marks have made their power Only knights full of true hate knew heir ancient language With the unholy craft Created by the sinners of God The alliance dreams About glory and revenge Proudly dead by the sword Of the holy saints Sadness, melancholy and malice Have made the rebirth of the bleeding runes [Runes have spoken] "O' mother nature! Give us the power to strike again And make total death come true" Through the dark centuries Holding their wrath Their black witchery Will spread eternally

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

L'Hymne Au Corbeau Il subissait toutes les souffrances éternelles Accroché a des espoirs lascifs Absorbé par des desires naîfs et furtífs Domi par une vie superficielle Conscient, il vit sa chair se déchírer Admírant ses ailes bruler Il suivait le corbeau Il volait vers le trône des damnés Tapissant la lune d'ammertume noire et malsaine Déchirant son envelope faite de chair et de peine Il ressentit l'odeur de la tombe gelée lorsqu'il sentit son sang se glacer Il voyait les portes sous lui s'animer Il poursuivait les plumes noires de sang souillées Chassant de son esprit toutes ses pensées naussives Fixant le ciel qui s'effondrait, il suivait le corbeau

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

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Ancient Blood From these depths my roots have grown To the pantheon of gods 'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient Wrath, the blood of the true revolution The true ancient blood See these unholy red streams descending The majestic mountains of doom To flood impious, those who have drunk the false wine The red throne of the moon will be the Color of our empire, The empire of truth The empire of blood Hail! Hail to this wine! The red wine of truth During centuries, my blood has frozen into The bleeding moon awaiting the red omen My curse will be the curse of the red storm of Hate, into the depths, God will fall 'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient Wrath, the blood of the true revolution; The true ancient blood

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

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Omen of the moon In the dusk he talked to the mystic face of the moon Promising that he will cover it with blood [He said] "See for what I fought so long, O' coldest moon, now to you I belong" He slept seven nights in the snow and the deepest breeze Until his flesh begins to freeze He couldn't hold his breath Caught by the nocturnal death See this unholy throne of blood This is the last omen of the moon Unclenching his cold fists Entering in the blackest mist Worshiping the funeral winter Wiping his last tears "Je garde dans mon Coeur la douceur glaciale du néant, Ô triste lune, te souviens tu comme je pleurais en te regardant?"

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

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