We Command the Wolves

When the sun sets in the west The night sends out the storm winds In the woods the darkness grows Down the hills and mountains Black wind desecration horde The awakening of hell on earth The hordes of eternal winter conquer the horizon Now we command the wolves With our teeth deep in your flesh Black wind desecration horde Oh you kings who rule the world Oh you masters walking earth Here comes fire melting stones Here comes the infernal horde

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I see your head Down in the water Of the old lake Like a torch A forebode the way to death Come on reverend Follow me to the dawn Of a new morning Down to the ground Of the old lake The torch burns on And the Wind whispers a secret I can hardly understand But he talks about you Between highest mountains Glacial rocks on top I sit and I wait I'm staring at the lake

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

On the seventh day after the storm When the ashes are gone with the wind Walking skeletons with empty eyes turns their back to life and face their end This is the work of true masters Masters of misanthropy Stone upon stone masons of death Build the pavement of the devils home Behind the barbwired fence reigns the devil And his demons with their black skin In the cold kingdom of the blood messiah

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

As I walked the green fields in the morning The fog was kissing my ankles and knees I arrived the old tree By the rivers behind the hills When I saw schemes in the rear Coming closer and closer to me I saw it in the peoples faces Mother and Father they were laughing at me The witch was already dead She was burning in the fire The smell of death lay in the air I came to late to see

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I got the metal chain around my fist In the night I take no risk You wait for me in the dark Blood in the gutter when we part Metal Chain You wait for me in the dark Blood in the gutter when we part When I have left let's get the rest In the misty morning light they clean the streets Possess your soul in my sacred pleasure Desecrate your temple is my unholy art With words of lust I poison your ear From a tower of flesh I unleash my spell Fists of evil let's raise hell Tortured by dreams of grief and putrid stench My dreams will become real tonight

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Born into a world That is twisted by christian morals There is a fine line between me and you We have nothing in common Where is the winter I can't see it in your eyes You crawl in the mud You live a miserable life Oh you weak and misguided You are wearing a mask But you're hiding is your holy soul Where is the winter I can't see it in your eyes You crawl in the mud And the gods arise In the winter there is cold Too cold for you In the winter you need the guts to survive You think you are a desecrator But you are a worthless poser You think you feel the necrofrost Well, I don't feel cold at all

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025