Exterminating the Bastard Forces

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Drown yourself in tears of fear or hope it's just A story born by reversed dream A poem of world surrounded by inner weakness Of self-proclaimed rulers, gods and other scum Under the shine of the sixth star Bones are crushing under the feet Led by the power from anger and scorn Insane shrieking of corpse-eating beasts Flying for the next portion of prey Tears the sky pregnant By the clouds of plague-bearing snow Mountains with memories Of thousand years' pain and wrath Discharge the hordes knowing no mercy Stones just moan under the march Of spawn from deliric dream And herds of ghouls are sniffing In the traces of death they feel The land so fertile before So fertile for "chosen" scum Is turned into boundless grave Dismal ruins of forts and towns So unconquerable in the dreams of builders Still wear the smooty veil of nothingness With blood, fire and death With banners of bile and misanthropy Wolf-riding ferocity is crossing The sentenced plains ruined By crimes of their dwellers Wolf-riding madness and laughing Of those who broke the chains Now howling in pleasure Punishing the cold ash and fresh blood They walk the way of no return

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

In trying to search For the calm of sleeping In hope for a while A moment of blind illusion What I saw beyond my eyes What I've found instead of dreams It's terrible to trust That in this bloody horror I saw the truth about life Dark chamber was what I saw Drowning in the blazing swarth Black smoke of nothingness Above the desert behind me Black rain, weeping across The emptiness around me Black wind of unbelief In darkness before me If it was just a dream... Vision where I've found All sources of despair All doubts that kill my mind Then I touched something I want to forget Then I reached something I must remember Forever! If this is a dream of reality Then I curse the chamber Looking like a grave Why I must scream into dust If I would like to fly above the stars And bad dreams always I must call the life Where the most beautiful things Hurt worse than the knives So where the future burns And what I'll find in this ash If this dream wasn't just a lie

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Naye'Nazgh'An'E Only mountains live forever Only stones live forever We know it is for generations And today is a right day to die No one of us is afraid of death We never show you our pain But the right is on our side Hey white eyes, you'll die first We are the spawn of Usen And our name means the people We live with our mountains Deserts and plains Feasting on knowing we gained Through the years of our voyage Feasting on knowledge we earned Through the centuries of fights Under the Apache Skeenay Under the sun of N'De You call us Apachu Los diablos or red beasts All depends on languages you speak Your hate and fear With pride are filling our hearts This is the place we take the power To continue the fight Of handful against the thousands We come with the darkness of the night We come in the light of the day We come on silent steps of death Our fire will crush your dreams Our knives will free the blood from your veins Our lances and arrows will crucify your last thoughts Our clues will show us your brains Then we leave your bodies Robbed, mutilated, unburied As the memory on our brothers you killed As the picture feeding your fear Our name is N'De And Naye'Nazgh'An'E is he Who leads us to fight the enemies Enemyslayer, leading us to kill you Naye'Nazgh'An'E Slayer of the enemies Naye'Nazgh'An'E Enemyslayer

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Having a key to the gates I explore the nameless horrors From the depths of the worlds Through the channels of times Dawnless day of world after its end Embraced by dense, sticky, corroding stench That pushes my stomach almost out of my mouth Something I've never seen before Feeling that ensures me That this is deadly stench Of final degeneration, decay and destruction Earth is sounding in hard metallic roar In dark, dirty night, veiled by suffocating fog No starks on the moonless sky Just flashes of distant fires on the horizon Again I landed on the wrong place And in wrong time on the remains of world Without signs of life Observing the ashes of time no known to me Darkness, smoke, fires Drawing the horizons and sky And smell, created to kill, corrode and bury World of just four words ANNIHILATION EXTERMINATION OBLITERATION ELIMINATION Maybe it's not the world of mine If yes, I hope it's far away in time Maybe the past forgotten long ago OK...no...for all I still believe in I must believe it isn't the future Reaching the nearest horizon

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Born from the dung you hate all that tells you the truth Feeding on depraved vomits you spread your stench Through the world non interesting in mutant scab of dying age Wake up from your beloved excrements Look to the mirror to see The truth you hate at most At last spit to the face Of your senseless disturbing vegetation On the edge of all that considered as Human behaviour We know who you are Filth non interesting for us Just fruit of error it happens Something too far from the Focus of meaning of life We try to search for Something unworthy nor to think about Your schemes of life Need no comments anymore Why we would have to be so stupid To waste any kind of our emotions Be it positive Be it negative On something from the sort Of unspeakable dying things You see in every look to the mirror On mortified tissue on the body of mankind We are just curious to know How something like the mutant spawn Of intravterinal anal incest Or something like that Odious and feeding On its own infected blood Can feel itself

Read what is written In the pictures that fire Draws on the stormy skies Roars from the signs saying That the old orders are perishing In iron rain Let the hammer roar And let the swords swing The song that wind sung At the halls of clear eternal might Songs of those who have seen The forepictures of world Awakening to the rebirth In the age that's coming Through the valleys Of so long forgotten dawns Dawns in the fire of the ancient might Might of these times of purity When man was the man And wolf was the wolf When life meant the life And death was just the gate To the journey to higher spheres Now this world is dead at all Degraded thoughts rule the world But still left the people Not to be crushed Not to be perished In the mouth of hell you offer That mutilated child of projections Born by the minds of filthy slaves So here we are under the sky Darkened by filth from various pits I hobe with the real legacy of heathen fire I hobe with the wings of freedom, pride and honour Not of your maniacal father and his suicidal son Not of your bastard leaders and their inferior goals

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

The time has come, you lost all places to hide At last you'll be crushed by merciless laws of wrath Your dream of superiority has ended As bitter fruit you've to eat now Once almost gods Now crying pieces of mud Forced to swallow the truth Forced to choke on it Incarnation of danger The role you wanted to play Now, faced to your predators You're nothing just prey You've no more chance There's no mercy for you Vermin is pushed to the corner You'll find out really soon How deplorable bags of intestines You are Nothing more just slough Now you see the bringers of the end Amaze them with you coward's tears Make'm laugh with begging for mercy You'll never get Where's your arrogance now Where's your illusion of power Incarnation of all what's degraded Enjoy your shameful pleasure Of horror freezing your veins Of fear decaying your blood Kneel deep faced to dawn of the end Where all you tried to be proud of Dies in cleansing fire of your doom You, once trying to rule the world Proclaiming yourselves as superior ones Now leave the world crying Under the scourge of abyssic storm

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

1598 Dawn of December 23rd Pale misty dawn lurks At the plains by the heels of Andes Mother death waves her web Before the birth of Southern summer's day Anno Domini 1598 Chile The last sleep of those "superior ones" The brave knights of Spanish Crown Was broken by warcry of Pagan daemons from Andean Valleys Savage storm born by heathen fires 300 Mapuche riders Enemies of white god and his servants Cruel sword of revenge For Christian crimes and plagues Storm led by Pelantaro the Lonco Wiped the enemies out Few hours before Holy Christmas Day The day of "Saviour's" birth That turned into deathday Of bloodthirsty hounds with white faces Who left their bones On the plains of Curalava The soil of Mapuche Lands Drank the blood of Christian invaders The blood so sweet In the moment of overtaking and dismay Sound of merciless death Dashing on more than thousand hoofs Was broken by only one Spanish gunshot Chusos, bolas, arrows and clubs Christmas present from savage riders No one of whites returned home They went as feast for the Condors And skull of Governor Garcia de Loyola Turned into ceremonial chalice Chalice of victory for next 300 years Of Araucanian resistance

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Swarth of the night, bloody raining Red eyes of demons shine through the mist Scarlet moon laughs on the sky While the stars weep far beyond the world Unholy winds whip the heaviness of clouds Shriek through the stones of eternal silence Trees are weeping In the cramps of old pain Whipped by storms With wings of dragon power When the heaven falls To the slags of bloody hell Last night of the reason starts It's too late to close the eyes Heartlessness the almighty goddess Give us the power of the storm Stay with us on our ride of doom Fire of knowledge With swords in our hands No gods no daemons Just crying lands The future dies in flames of eternity Our souls deep in laughing insanity Despair and grim, sources of our belief For life we run through the valleys of grief Thristing for truth Chained by lies Flying through flames Through weeping slaves We see the end of ancient world In storms are dying senseless words Death is queen and mother of all No one conqueror I see in this war

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Internal eclipse and the soul shrieks in pain Veins pulsating in chaos of freezing emptiness Awful is the dreaming of star lost in infinity Nothing just loneliness remains, I can't believe it As the only dream is trying to escape So what has left to do Or what the time will bring Rack of the memories on Queen of fire and ice Rising realm of golden gallows of desire Of velvet thorns and smashed desires Whirlwind of battle lost beforehand Dawning of wounds carved in soul Razorblade cut of seablue loss Eternal longing for star so far away And whatever else tat tears the heart Murdered by the play with pride Passion crushed on the fortress All weapons broken but the warrior lives Island is hidden beyond the ocean Near the mountains of flying vultures Doors to the palace Of thousand enslaved souls Of the sun fettered by chains Made by plagues we had chance to crush I could build the tower of skulls Vanquish the storms in the age of hate And raise the bloodshed roses Near the castle upon the abyss After the dawn that never came Never or forever Eternity or end Elysium or emptiness Doom or paradise....

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

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