The Mystic Path to the Netherworld
Day breaks out upon the mountain. I'm alone- the last one left alive. I know they're getting close. No turning back, I've sworn my Vow. Our sacred grove must not be dishonored. As long as I live, I will defend it! They're too many, this battle I cannot survive. Determined I cast my last prayer. Cross is their sign, but there's hate in their eyes. Iron and fire for the heathen? Come and taste my steel. Swords singing, souls crying, blood falling in the mud, sending them to their god. But pain rips through my flesh. I fall down, mortally wounded. Spitting blood, suddenly all go dark, My life... is fading. Oh Ancient Gods, I've sworn my Vow I kept my Vow. Take me.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Wide open eyes staring through the Black abyss of the dismal sky Mesmerized by her call - Eternal Orb of Night The moon above is laughing or crying No one could ever tell. Freezing cold I don't feel - Obsessed by the ritual Released free as the wind, strong as a storm breaking the chains of baptism The night shall sign Shine down to us all. Blessing her children I see the night brighter than day the shine of moon shall never fade I see darkness clearer than light Beautiful, hypnotic, in all its might She appears in the mist Ebony beauty with a ghastly gaze I'm embraced (by) nocturnal wings Sanctified in Unholy Desire And the breeze whispered: "Glory to Lilith, daughter of the Moon"
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
While the Gods laugh, I am the eye of the Cyclone within the world Whirlwinds of emotions sunk in the sea bound by laws that they define The deep black waters uproar and froth and the fierce waves lick the shores of our existence. The curse... is cast Shapes and sounds from distant voids In the warp of chaos the serpent smiles Once a nameless God blazing now a cripple near his astral cave While the Gods laugh
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Orias! Barons of the broken oath I call upon thee now Ancient wisdom has revealed before my mortal eyes Fallen Hierarchy Conjuring what is beyond The dark domain of hell Glasya / Labolas Oh, spreader of death Astaroth Visions, knowledge, secrets of the past Forgotten, Forbidden, Forever I am marked Fallen Hierarchy. Fallen. Bael, Amon, spirits in my dreams Shabnock, grant me the never-healing wound I am yours! Burning in a bright flame the contract for my soul Gremory shall guide me The path where I belong Baphomet!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Before the far southern seas lies the islands of the mists that swirl throughout all time since ancient aeons of the past There the dragon spoke to me its ruby eyes gazing my soul it was still dreamily in silver, shiny scales but stood silent, sad. Its sadness identical to mine had lost its fury as time passed by Its life and glory was the magic fading from this world And all nature stood still as the monster of myth wept before me in red tears, tears of blood. Divine Blood... like shed before. I shared its pain. Oh pain... My own strayed race destroyed everything worth So be it! Drink my flames and swallow their smoke All is left behind, no need for this world Then silence - no more Tears in Red Summoning the powers magic runs through my veins once again But it won't last, I can tell, together we make the final spell ...and reverse this worthless creation.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
A bolt that cracks the sky awakens the sun for last time A rain of flowers bathes our eyes in purple Of Ebon and fire We are born Axes raised high reaching forth the horizon's eye On seashores of flames we ride A last plea for absolution denied Crimson landscapes drawn in blood-think mists Crystal mountains in their shining grace Cities beneath the seas of everlasting rain Everlasting our sorrow to be A bolt that cracks the sky awakens the sun for the very last time a rain of flowers. Behold the sign of a new era. Sign of a new era. Welcome...
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
Cloud the eager flame of love and fog the shining gate This so-called god that dreads above will never guide our fate Nightingales above our heads with haunting chants reply and so we kill with blood-soaked hands as they fly by our side As the sun went down the earth grew cold the valley echoed with a shivering sound of Deathlike Silence "Death has reared himself a throne" all coward souls are ours the moon is gleaming bright as sun deep red paints the flowers The ceiling of this frosty night is casting astral spells as warriors of the unlight rose in the sounds of Luciferian Bells Glorious thy night, father of all Evil.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
The astral dome I shall crack with an emblazoned fist I gather the stars in my hands, now a handfull of dreams Stare at the eerie landscapes of the outer world As I ascend to where no one's gone before Hades lies beneath me The lans opens wide its gaping jaws Through the abyss and raging Acheron I'll find the way marked in my soul There it is- the symbol of Death! The place where all dead meet. Now I feel the negative existence it is the castle of bones. To the castle of Bones! Where the elder God of death lies slain like a lamb, upon his own altar I summon the strength within and climb all the way to the Throne of Saturn Now I am the one, the guardian and the keeper and my laughter is Eternal Not a smile, it's the laughter of a Skull as it rests on the battlefield forever, staring the clouded sky.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025