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Hold this earth in the hands of sulphur Cut the throat of the world With razor-sharp knife Keep all love cold and rotten... In murmur See the torso-god begotten In the flames of Slavic pyres See decayed mankind In the pits of bygone centuries There is no gold I admire... Into the Slavic fire See the torso-god cadaver Impaled on Slavic horns See the crucified mankind Leaving the last breath on the poles of destiny Never will I bring forth The warmness to my heart Forevermore I shall be drenched In everything named human... Oh, Maraš I proclaim these are the rites of passage Unto grandeour, misanthropic wrath To purify myself from the weakling kind And distance oneself from deceit Of feeble, lesser rage... A cosmic disgrace Hold all life at the edge Of a grave that is open Generations united in death... Unfolding Slay all the blind praising hallowed anthems Embrace buboning plague with blindfall Hold this soil sordid and rotten Hold this world in the heads of sulphur... Forgotten!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

The pace of time will take us down And level in despair The silent slumber Throughout chambers so hollow Where no daylight was ever sawn In the crypts of the underground Where no harvest was ever grown Halls of marble, pillars made of stone Underneath the crypts of the underground Plague-laden, embroidered in mist Bestowed one upon one with bare death we kiss Oh, in the crypts of the underground All laid as one Lost effigies of our centuries Crawling in marriage with maggots Drowned amidst the darkness Of the catacombs of Sirmium Whirlwinds of damnation Sweep through these emerald tombs Lamented, sealed ages ago in silver and gold We craft your doom in silver and gold Ride the whirlwinds of damnation Swept through these emerald tombs Breathless tunnels filed with eerie woes Omitted, stripped and left to rot With notion of decay and rust Upon silver and gold Henceforth, we must carry Bosom of impending deliverance grim Henceforth, we shall bury The last nail of your coffin A thousand voices of ours In cold, cold relinquishment Became hymns of burden and misery, Eternal eulogies

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Donešen sam na nosilima Praćen vranama nad lešinama Donešen sam na nosilima Zlim znamenjem celom zemljom pronet Izdaja!!! Sahranjen sam na kopljima Krunisam pepeljem, odenut ugarcima Sahranjen sam na kopljima Crvima i sukrivicom prožet Tako mi askurđela, prvoga Ognja i ambisa jada Tako mi predvorja pakla Pogrebne zemlje i mraka Mi smo prokleti Oduvek smo to i bili Ja sam pokojni Zauvek mi duša gnjili Tako mi zakletve Velesu Osvetiću ranu samrtnu Mi smo prokleti Oduvek smo to i bili Ja sam pokojni Zauvek mi duša gnjili Videvše me u podnožju planina Kako tumaram šumama pored vodenica Morana me kroz guste magle vodila Odvratna žeđ me morila Na pomen mi imena krstonoše ujeda strah Mnogi su tvrdili da sam crni vrag Kad grob mi nađoše iz njeg samo Izbi hladnoća i mrak

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

As night falls down 'pon this wretched ground I descend the fog-valleys below With no man, nor beast, but naked trees around And the moon that all light has bled I plunge into the hail of tempest Devoured by the firmament Let no joyful sound Spoil this winter air Let only be foul skies Aedent and arcid Linger on in despair This soil is black again The soil is black and dead The soil is black and dead Cursed... Be my tribe Cursed... Be our land Cursed... Borned my tokens Cursed... Sacrified in vain To Maraš, heathen demon of old To Maraš, the demon that destroys To Maraš, we must all burn To Maraš, on the path of no return Rites of a death-hammer Oh, the salt of the earth Procession through one to another On the path where I mourn Barren path on no return What once was I now is dead Embered bonefires forever shine What once was I shall be again There, at the summit of Prokletije

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Ništa se rađa iz Ništa Čak i svetlost truli u seni Smrdljivi život ovaj Tumaramo po mreni Ništa se vraća u Ništa Kralj Maraš zove k sebi Prelepa, ledena Leži u nedrima Prelepa, jedina Čeka u krošnjama Prelepa, ledena K'o oštrica sečiva Prelepa, jedina Tuga neizreciva Položi me u kovčeg od duba Prinesi darove i žrtve Kad se od Java rastam Prognan... Međ mrtve Četres noći me dvore Ne prepuštaj me mori Dok se srce u lepo ne pretvori Neka vatra uvek oko mene gori Podigni mi spomen od srebra Postavi u raku međ crve Između kamena i neba Prognan... Prelepa, ledena Zanavek oduzima Prelepa, jedina Slavu mi pružila

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Morana šapnu slovo Slovo grozno, slovo otužno Trizna i nesreća Gubava sudbina Odar vran u smrt proteran Crn k'o gavran, neoplakan Odar vran, crn k'o crv Zauvek u meni zgrušana Daljinom baklje blistaju u noći Slepe oči u pustoš mi zavij Dok me tuga šiba u samoći U jame prokleta Nava me sakrij Uzmi, Morano! Udri, Morano! Nalij mi gorkom zlobom pehar Odaje nose vreme stalo Kroz krošnje samo peva vetar Ja večeras hodim ka Navu Ubij, Morano! Ubij, Morano! Tuci grome, plači svode Veni smrčo, pucaj steno Zini zemljo, gutaj grobe Vej zimo, priđi praznino Nalij mi gorke zlobe pehar Oluje odneše vreme stalo Nad gorom davno zamre vetar Slegnu kosti telo ranjeno Bol, jad i patnju smrt jedino leči Prorog i Mogila Sudbina odvratna Odar vran u smrt zamotan Crn k'o gavran neoplakan Odar vran prinosi kraj Crna Morano idem ti u zagrljaj

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025