Katharsis

(<em>Instrumental</em>)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

I am your worst dream I m the one you better should pay attention to I give no satisfaction I just knock you out with a fist full of steel I take responsibility To each single bad taste you've ever felt I promise your own hell I turn your life to insanity I am melatonin I am floating in your vein I am melatonin F m entering your cells Lack of light brings me up pushes you down I see you fallin, hear your mourning in restless lamentations And in the meantime i decomposite turn to opposite Absorb your positive energy restlessly Your nightfall is My sunset cause: I am melatonin I am floating in your vein I am melatonin I m taking over my reign

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

We don't, we don't, we don't, We don't, we don't, we do not want your war You can't, you can't, you can't, You can't, you can't, you can't be almighty Come on, come on, come on, Come on, come on, come on and show your face Shut up... What about the truth It seems you don't care What about the people Who live in fear and pain What about the people Who pray for freedom now What about the people Waiting for your war What about the truth It seems you don't care What about the people Who live in fear and pain You are to proud to, you are to proud to... Admit your mistakes the game of war Millions of dollars you want to be the strongest Support your enemy but we don't care... What a false game fuck the... We don't, we don't, we don't, We don't, we don't, we do not want your war Shut up...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Sie ist zu friedlich, die weit in der wir leben Doch dann kam er, der 11. september Sie machen sich bereit, die truppen des friedens Ein volk hat angst und schickt ihre söhne Troops, send the troops, troops, troops of freedom War, start the war, war, war of freedom Sie kamen, zu suchen, die waffen einst selbst verkauft Der grund eine weit, man fühlt sich so bedroht Sie fanden den tod, zerfetzte körper am boden Getreten von füssen und es klatscht das volk Das blut, es entrinnt, der sand er färbt sich rot Dort liegen die reste trocknend in der sonne Es weinen die mütter, opfer muss es geben Doch morgen, ich verspreche es, werden wir gewinnen... Und so toleriert, ihr das was passiert... Sie war nie friedlich, die weit in der wir leben Macht auf die äugen, und fangt an zu fragen Menschen sollen sterben, menschen werden Troops, send the troops, troops, troops of freedom War, start the war, war, war of freedom Troops, send the troops, troops, troops of freedom War, start the war, war, war of freedom

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

You got a message to tell and the whole world is watching you If s not simple, it's not true Cause it ain't like that things don't work like that cause it ain't like that If you argue simplifying voices of seduction let you Lead your mind-testify varnishing reality Blur your eye-makes you belief there s a reality Ironic teutonic textures, phrasing anciently repeating word patterns, Sophistic, narcissistic illusions, spreading lamarckism, spencerism, Marching rhythms Within specific type of word, within specific type of god Within specific type of anger, dwells a force you rather resist

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Zum schütze vor den biestern Der feind gegenüber, liegt, lauert und horcht Die manner stehen i'm gewähr Über den wall schwappt das blut und es riecht Den feind zerfetzend, rotzt die biester, Wärmende leichen, die kälte schmerzt Zurück in den graben zum eigenen schütze, Zum stoße bereit, das bajonett aufgesteckt Blitzgewitter, gasangriff Flammenmeer, massengrab In weiter ferne, es wartet die nacht

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

God's representation on earth, wrapped in white cloths Hidden in buildings so splendid, marked by the signs of time Looks from above to his audience, his spit dropping down He shutters with trembling hands, every word witnesses decline How can you follow this crowd, how can you believe in false words Why do you obey this man, why do you submit yourself Don't follow this crowd, don't believe in his words Don't obey this man, don't submit yourself Violator, murderer, opportunist, torturer... Don't follow this crowd, don't believe in his words Don't obey this man, don't submit yourself

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Entering darkness, cruisin through the darkness Of my night for a day of light in summertime Blowing out the darkness, inside outside upside down Inexistence is not good to drown In my life i never felt, young and sweet, crazy cool But gorgeous bad and big with hate Get these cripple bastards, bust them out cold Make them feel like... Draw a line, there's no worth to them Make them feel like you Blowing out the darkness... Wait-calm-down-slow, down-wait-calm-down

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

In the night, in the city, in the streets, Day by day, with his gun, with his knife Behind my back with his knife no way out Stabs at me there's no chance i fall down He doesn't let me go, i feel no pain, blood comes out He feasts his eyes on the view know i'm dead With my blood on his hands no more fear A short time, satisfied a balanced man after a while same anguish.. He doesn't let me go, i feel no pain blood comes out, know i'm dead After a while shivering hands the same method another place...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

(<em>Instrumental</em>)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

On the way to world domination, always arrogant and snooty Only interested in your own, disregard opinions and needs You bring freedom to the world, with your bombs and oppression Only interested in economic success, reckless behaviour at first Judge of your action, opponents of the system The act of revenge, the sign of war Guest vocals by jonas / carnal forge and centinex

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

Du, die wie ein messerstoß In mein stöhnend herz gedrungen, Die wie wilden heeres tross Wüst und prangend mich bezwungen Die erniedrigt meinen geist Sich zur wohn- und lagerstätte: Scheusal, an das ich geschweißt Wie der sträfling an der kette Wie der spieler an die sucht, Wie der trinker an das glas, Wie an das gewürm das aas- Sei verflucht du, sei verflucht! Mir die freiheit zu erringen, Flehte ich das rasche schwert Eine feigheit zu bezwingen, Hab ich tückisch gift begehrt Gift und schwert-verächtlich böse Boten sie mir wort, die zwei, Bist nicht wert, dass man dich löse Aus verworfner sklaverei. Narr! wenn von der herrschaft schrecken Dich befreite unser mut, Würdest du mit frischer glut Den vampir zum leben wecken ...."charles baudelaire" ....(charles baudelaire)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026