Black Funeral Holocaust
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Black funeral holocaust, end of life Cruel winds that blow from the open grave Of the raped corpse of the son of god We laugh at the sight of god's despair Children of darkness in total war against life To cut the throat of the virgin Spill the blood with excruciating pain Consume the chalice in our master's name Only torment for the weak ones When darkness blinds their eyes Our master Satan's onslaught Black funeral holocaust
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
A castle stands ageless Caressed by frozen winds Unholy and fearful A shrine in darkness A coffin lies silent Once imperial Now black and foul Like it's dweller Under the eye of the moon Black hearts revive To drain life's goblet On the wings of the nightgale All weakness is hunted When we rule in darkness Countless rotten tongues Covet your torments
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Incarcerated within a dungeon Putrid souls cry in misery Where is their "god" when they scream In endless torments Pierced by burning iron Bones crushed in a wheel Organs cut with a knife Impaled in a grievous delight Tears fall into excrements Venial prayers are silenced Their "god" closes his eyes Frightened by the force of the true master Limbs torn from the body Throat lacerated by the blade Fed to the rats while still alive For the honour of the dark lord Buried alive into the crossless grave Drowned in the cold deep water Deformed, mutilated and crushed To abandon and denounce their faith Cries that won't be heard Inside a chamber of torments Pleas to an extinct "god" All without avail For the glory of the dark one
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Come forth into our funeral A sacrament to surpass this life To seep rebirth from open graves Mysticum Corpus Satanae Colere Satanas We chime the burial bell The steps lead through death's gate Towards Ater Imperii Satanae In the cold eye of the moon A Pentagram is shining In the hidden parts of the forest My temple is forever silent Kneel before the horned star The symbol of our mayhemic souls The quest to reach our morbid crest Ad Thronus Satanae
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026