Pentacle
EP • 2001
Created before creation, the mother of all wars Indicement against purity, the father of impiety War-lusting spirits, embodied in flesh and soul Marching through the gate of agony and trample down life's gift A deity without a mortal form, craving for insanity pure A struggle within the soul, consuming dignity as a whole The roaring without sound penetrates the void unknown Possessing the sanctum of innocence, riding the infernal winds It's the bearer of seed of what is being called "war" It's the voice without any sound It's the thought which drives one insane It's the hand which ends your reign Now, you've reached the point where no humanity is left A servant of utmost extremities is what you have become at last The horrors of insanity The acts of inhumanity The bestial thoughts of a war-torn mind The indifference of a destructive kind Worshipping the realm of war and serving it with all your might Through iron and lead you'll proclaim the word of terror and fright Bearer of the Seed
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
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We are the Legion of Doom We will use you for food Taking your life, giving death You should fear for your breath The dead below are calling your name It's just a part of their morbid claim To eat your mind, leave you insane Bleeding to death, unheard of pain We are the Legion of Doom Your time will come very soon Walk and feed with our kind Flesh we eat, bones we grind Killing all in our path Leaving blood, the stains will last For those to see, who don't believe We'll leave in pain, misery Forbidden terror, has just begun Our final feast is yet to come We are the Legion of Doom Your time will come very soon Walk and feed with our kind Flesh we eat, bones we grind
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Approach, you war-torn fiend Come forward, dealer of death Find shelter under these fiery wings As I guide you through the blackened depths Behold a hazy dimension Engulfed in man's emotions Expect no tender feelings But a bath in gore The moaning of the deceased ones Shrouded in the winds The howling of the past Told by blackened - bones The skull is whispering a forgotten tale Its rotten tongue is tasting your flesh Your ear is near its yawning mouth Absorbing the tales of Death Weeping blood, Devouring lead, Obscurity is filling your mind Deafening silence, excruciating noise Immolated in Flames Immolated in Flames Immolated in Flames Immolated in Flames An abstract world, secluded and hidden, evoked by Death's embrace Defying life, Lusting for Death, madness shone out of your eyes Rattling of grotesque laughter Stabbing the earth with steal Your trophy, a handfull of maggots For the wargod you must kneel
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
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Walking Upon Damnation's Land I'm sailing the treacherous seas While navigating with pain and strength My light of guidance, the burning eyes, is drawing me towards mortality's end I'm wondering where this voyage will end An insane death or glorious revenge Crowned with knowledge and infinite strength Adorned with visions of wisdom Humilated until death's end Maze of fear, chained in blood, Swimming in sulphureous streams Walking upon Damnation's land Mesmerized by an immortal spell A roaring sea devours my human shell Indulging in wisdom unseen Curse or blessing, yet unknown to me Into the chaos of a rebellious mind, inhaling the scent, sweet and divine Aeons of knowledge, cryptic defined, circle within circle, void within the mind Rising, downfall, untold Visualize hades, unfold Tasting the moonblood and see The gates are opening for thee Both demons and angels are drinking my blood Adoring my flesh and naked thoughts Guiding me to places of ecstacy, excess Tasting their kisses with an intense respect "666" - heavenly delight Numbers are visions in one's mind "Crucifix" - demonic delight Objects are tools for a tricky trade Lurking in the shadows of the winds Awaiting in the shades of life The servants of both usurpers are dwelling in my mind Crawling towards a pale light Running towards the thrones of might The path of the "righteous" one Is my guiding-light Walking upon Damnation's Land [x's 4] Damnation!!!
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
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