Toteslaut

(<em>Instrumental</em>)

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Känn nu stanken av döder man Känn nu mina oynnesta tankar Dessa ljud gnagande tänder Av egen lekamen förtära På mina likben gnaga Av egen svepnad tära I gravens mull I en svart kista Människoliv förtvina Dö för eder turrnande överman Från en likkista kommen Spunnen av vampyrens dröm Frukta gravfält människobarn Där dödens skörd vila Sök nu i gravgårdar och kistor Må ni aldrig finna ut pestens boning Känn nu lien nalkas eder kära Känn nu stanken av gravens förruttnelse Herren varde född Från pestens hålor Guds tjänare förrutna Dö för Satans lie I pestens svarta mull Nachzehrer vila Min avskyvärda sång Är ur graven skapt Ur en blodfylld kista Jag kommit till mardrömmar Att styra och tortera Från en pestbesmittad grav Skåda mig Ni är redan kadaver i mitt sinne

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Lord of the Woods (1994) Greased with the ointment of him Dressed with a wolves skin Cloaked in darkness I raise my arms towards Nanna I beg, plead to you, make me a werewolf Make me a beast of the moon's shape Cut my tighs Breed my inner wolf You outstanding phantom of darkness make me a werewolf, advance to me dark one I (now) run through mistcovered trees I smell the childrens vital flesh My howls freeze the earth Smell the horrid death Lord of the Woods Werewolf You shalt bleed, blood unto me I am the beast of the forest My eyes burn red like fire My claws glims under the grey fur I slash your neck I tear out your entrails I open up your chest and feed upon your heart Lord of the Woods Werewolf

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Dwelling in stenchful holes Bred from the black earth Envy me as I fly at haunt As I seek out prey in the nightly world In my grip life turns to death Claws tear in rotten entrails Living among bones and skulls In the land of death, covered in blood Akhkharu's coffin Vampire's coffin Stapin de obscuritate Fantoma nucturna Dragostea inseamna viata resnica Care o obtinem numai prin moarte I rise like a dustwind of smoke She has stared though my soul Envy me, I am immortal But I live in the undeath, in the Dragon's breath I turn bread to ashes And withdraw baby blood Living among skeleton parts In the land of death, covered in gore

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

I ett djup av begravningsmull Levande i döden, orörlig I en svart kista, gravbelagd Till nio dygn av magi Känn dödens odör Känn stanken av ruttnande tarmar Beskåda den odöde herren En sådan herre bär pesten Vid doften av mästarens ankomst Buga eder människoföda Det är er en ära Att ge ert blod till furstens tunga I drömmar blod beskådas I likkistor fyllda av dimma Människoslavar fallna att ruttna Vampyres skörd fullbordad Känn döden odör Känn stanken av ruttnande tarmar Beskåda den odöde herren En sådan herre bär pestens välsignelse Skåda in i härskarens ögon De är så en spegel av döden Från öron och näsa rinna blod Handerna svullna, skarpa klor Konung pest Neuntöter Prins mardröm Neuntöter

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Bnu kev ku kana Ugly mist covers the rotten corpse Touches the moist skeleton The dead skin that links the limbs To hold mummification lives again, breaths Your grave is open Horrible stench cleanse the air A beautiful image rises I raise the cranium towards seven stars I caress your dead bones I cut with sharp things though the leather skin I consume your putrified entrails For you to live in me May the rotten bones absord life again May the ugly spirit haunt again Wolf cry in anguish again You and I live in one body May the children find my bones May they touch and taste the dead meat May they die in torment, in sickness, in plague I am what rests, waiting for children's lovely death Spirits of dead come forth from dark holes Rise now from graves, absorb life again Seek now, seek to find relatives Drag the ones loved to tombs to feast upon Give the sleepers horrifying dreams For no one to know, but their fear Blood gushing into the black earth Warm and tender, filled with life's force Transform the living power into master Satan's hand Feast upon the bowels of your loved ones May the rotten bones absorb life again Vampires rules from their coffin lair You and I live in one soul May my loved ones bury me May I walk about again May they die by the sight and smell of me By the touch that marks death

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Hear the wheels scrambling, voices Hear who sounds the melodic tunes Watch the army of rats Whom are lead by the smell of death Let me dance to the worm's feast O, Lord of nightmares Shepherd of rats, bearer of plague Let me fly among your dwelling You make the dead rise again Shrouded and rotten corpses What we loved is now their prey For love is now hate Close in your human dreams See it clad in your own remains Your skull adorns a stake Your bones are made into art Masters of horrors, undead wraiths Let me serve as messenger Let me sound the human bones And I shall give you blood to dwell I sacrifice the infant mummy soul

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Jai Ma Kali (1994) The world is suffering O, terrible wife of Shiva You chew the human meat O, terrible wife of Shiva Your tongue drinks the blood O, dark mother, O, unclad mother O, Jagratan Kali, O, terrible O, Chinnamasta, she who to be beheaded O, Chandi, most horrifying aspect O, Kamaski, consumer of souls Hear our pray, O, terrible wife of Shiva This is the age of Kali, So arise from the abyss Mahisharu Mighty goddess whose claws ripping The moonsickle on your forehead, The bells, the wormeaten black meat Every skull that adorn your necklace Laughs of horrible life O, goddess Kali, you who your own head cut off To drink your own blood This is the age of Kali

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

Smelling bones Human rotten excrements Placed in black urns And coffins of wood Graves are open Exquisite smells The odour of death Odour of rotten blood (Gilles de Rais) Craniums, open rotten skulls Cheek-bones, rib-bones Let me tender the stinking cold meat Let us feast on human ashes and skeleton marrow Leg bones, remains of infected worm-eaten meat Cold dead human flesh Cold meat Grave stench Smelling ditches Holes of dark flesh Maggot devour dead organs It is eve of torturous souls Graves lies exposed Corpse-like Khadga Every ditch is a night-scar (Gilles de Rais) Stenchful remains of humans impaled Coagulated blood and semen cover the soil Childrens cranium I kiss Their bones and dead flesh we succour So lovely butchered Sodomized, raped children cut into pieces Exquisite gravestench!

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026

(Instrumental) (Spoken ) : Nosferatu, der Untote... Er trinkt das Blut seiner Opfer und macht auch sie zu Gespenster der Nacht. Er ist wie ein Schatten, und hat kein Spiegebild. Wenn es Nacht wird, geht er auf Beute aus.... ...dringt durch Mauern, Wände und Türen. Er schwebt als Fledermaus in die Zimmer der Schlafenden. Als schwarzer Wolf jagt der den Flüchtenden nach. Es gibt keine Hoffnung mehr, wenn er kommt. Obwohl der Vampir ein widernatürliches Wesen ist, muß er doch einigen Naturgesetzen gehorchen : "Das Zeichen des Kreuzes bannt ihn." "Der Strahl der Sonne vernichtet ihn." "Eine geweihte Hostie kann seinen Schlupfwinkel unbetretbar machen." "Wenn ihm eine Frau reinen Herzens den Hahnenschrei versäumen läßt,tötet ihn das Licht des Tages."

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026