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What happens to me when the moon shines Which morbid longing is tormenting me That greed for blood, so fresh and still warm That lust to creep through the nocturnal forest Hunting to satisfy my mysterious greed Ah... that pain I can't stand it anymore I must go out: in the night Cold winds whip my naked skin When I enter the freezing darkness But the hunger forces me out Out in the streets, I take in the scent Bloodlust under frozen skies My teeth want to rip the victim's flesh And my tongue wants to taste the juice of life Ah... what a great feeling! The odor of death is for what I'm living for My nocturnal howling under the grey moon Forces of unnatural silence over the night Embraced by lycanthropy's spell: The eyes of my victim are still opened Distorted because of the horror they saw in the end There is no mercy in my wolf heart Only that magic, which forces me out at night
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
The fight, of night War between death and lust The right, of might Possesses the skull's key-rules The sign, is mine Take the knife, hold it high The lord, of death (invocate my name) A torturous yell (blasphemate with deep hate) Open your soul, your throat, your veins Look how the blood is going away And don't ask yourself a why It must be the path to end all life Then throw away the knife Kill yourself with hateful fire With abhorrence be o' mine I am the end of all My name is death, I won! I killed the arts of dusk woerot Profaner of eternal sadness I rejected the existence of the moon Ruler of the abysmal darkness Conqueror, emperor of maggots I suck the dead men's black blood I am the end of all, the rotting And when you die, you will be nothing Dead forever, no arise Impurity, no chaos Unholy dark demise
The enemy has failed And the sun was swallowed by a total eclipse Their iron weapons still forgotten on the battleground Our forces were too strong and our war cry frightening We killed their best warriors during the first attack Lightning and thunder were on our side And the rain forced them to defense We did summon the winds And the storm they've created Took the defenders high into the air Dead bodies came bleeding back on the soil Conspired of the forces of maliciousness Our greedy blades and thirsty axes Did wait for the sign to attack The horses stamped evil with their hoofs Fire streamed out of their nostrils Fire was their diabolical breath The monks of the dark brotherhood did summon the forbidden forces Our enemies fought proud, but they couldn't win Our dark brotherhood was chosen to beat The Christian bastards The last final battle was the decision who will rule the eternity We did run against the enemies' defense lines And lightning and thunder fought on our side Powerful we've beaten on the defending Christians Warrior and warrior did fall in our rush of blood The burning arrows set their camp on fire And the ground was wet from blood Then came our horsemen Upon black horses, who spit fire They killed the last remaining fighter Slaughtered Christians, dead like their lord And we watched our work, a picture of horror ... Then came silence...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Enter the enchanted forest During your journey every night A freezing wind accompanies you Let the veil of night spirits cover you Let them protect you You, who is creature between man and animal, Procreated through the sperm of Astaroth In a night which people call unholy In a night of the demonic spirits Day for day you saw that illusions And it was horrifying, cause you couldn't explain it Today such a night opens its arms to embrace you And you know your destiny and the reason of your existence Your birth was cursed by holy mouths And your existence is blasphemy in the eyes of Jehovah But the dark necromancers enjoy your occult magic flair Your body and your mind were prepared for this night Under the right constellation of the planets You will await thy supreme overlord So step on, nearer to the light of the flames inside the shadow Five grandmasters of witchery will await you Inside the magic Pentagram you must wait On every edge they stand and greedy eyes observe you Blood runs from their arms to the middle And flames blazing high by the touch Your mouth is calling magically the words of his arrival And during the planets building a line And the flames burning the blood of witchery Thy lord rises up under a bearing thunder sky His eyes are red blazing flames The hoofs step on the earthly soil And his breath burns all He's coming to you to perform the demonic wedding Your father will be the father of your spawn The necromancers died, cause all blood run away During the planets building its occult constellation The enemy has been procreated, called the Antichrist Astaroth left this universe, back to his abyss And inside your body the archenemy will grow There are only a few years under the reign of the light's race When his eyes see the light, the Christ will fall...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Bloodless moon tonight forsakes the dead's last rest Scattered by frozen death winds Are the bones of all who died without remembrance Died alone their own special way To pay their sins and god's betrayal Heretic souls, forgotten and banished Dwelling in eternal punishment And rest in the dark on unblessed soil Can never again hold the torches of life And will never reach the eternity's fire Which they are longing for so many aeons Blind are god's eyes and falseness hides behind his face Not able to forgive past sins, but praises himself as your lord Wings unfold in the crimson dusk During thunder defeats darkness silence Storm is coming from the mountain side Came to pray for the dead's last will And louder than the loudest thunder their chants resound That all blood freezes by their sad melodies And mist rises up and all coffins burst Creeping shades arise with the angel's lament Panic is ruling, but it's too late to escape As bony fingers grip for white silk and ripping their sweet bloody skin Coming through the soil with the shadows, creeping evil They arise from graves, legions of the dead To wreck all what is of god Holding high the weapons they were buried with Swords and axes, armors of steel Iron blades cut the angel's flesh Screams of torment calling loud But suffocate shortly after And all voices grow silent As blades cut through their throats Blood and death, the dead's only war chant, conquers the grey mist Under moonlight, white and cold they die Suffocate on own holy blood And merciless slayers stalking through the darkness
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
A dark deep night Walking by the hills and the plains Under the Goatmoon Above the eternal glowing stars Hearing the voices below From a world beyond the consciousness Feeling the strength of nature The power of unearthly forces Touching the caress of snow on my skin Feel the freezing winds from north Covering my bodiless soul Searching for my pain In my open wounds Longing for a sign The wolf is coming Within my flesh and blood Away... far away Hear the weak helping screams of Christians Suffering and praising for death
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025