Pentacle
Album • 2019
Three archaic biplane spectres Strings and canvas held Howling towards their birds of prey Aerial invaders from a northern land Faith, hope and charity Behold…denial, despair and cruelty Warriors from an obsolete era Through age, their time has come Faith, hope and charity Behold…denial, despair and cruelty The ‘’lightning’’ attacks The ‘’hunchback’’ strikes Climbing to gain height To repel their might Target in sight A deflection burst The bullets hit the opponent’s fuselage Down they go…to earth’s embrace Hitting ground…a fiery doom…doom You named me faith, hope, and charity I give them denial, despair, and cruelty You named me faith, hope, and charity I give them denial, despair, and cruelty Faith, hope and charity Behold…denial, despair and cruelty Old messenger of death Chivalry no more Our task is to kill the opponent unknown Bygone are the years of a significant task But when our guns roar, age is irrelevant Die!
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
A burning ambition reveals itself to play the cards of initiative An audacious plan to strike at night to deal a blow to the British fleet The human torpedo must create a hole Blasting the netting of steel Rushing through come the MT boats to attack the ships at berth Self-sacrifice is the keyword here A tool of destruction and nothing less Determinate to bring forth death and to act as the reaper’s breath I christen thee…doom! I christen thee…doom! A mindset guided by devotion To serve one’s personal convictions A common sense of duty in the name of your country Darkness is all that surrounds you and the sea your lonely companion Your vessel will bring destruction, when you are allowed to fulfil your mission Fear, doubts…you name them They all cross one’s mind Waiting for the right moment to speed up when the target is in sight It’s time to move towards the bridge The first boat did not explode The previous attack missed its goal Diverting course right now! Forward faster Pillars in sight Impact imminent Death’s command. I christen thee…doom! I christen thee…doom! An honourable death, but torn to bits The sacrifice had been in vain A glorious demise of a warrior at sea, yet the result was nihil
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
Defenders of the air over Malta Round after round after round Keeping up the rate of fire as much as your bodies allow Drifted to utmost perfection, you’re the one with the gun Blasting the sky to pieces Thick choking fumes Deafening to the ear, blinding to the eye The breach is opened and closed Empty shells lie around Their numbers are growing fast Into the sky, by hundreds they go A screen of steel they form Black clouds of death, mercy unknown They reach out for their throat Pointed to the sky around you Day and night on guard Dust and sweat Nothing less You claim the enemy’s share Now…spit forth death Now…spit forth death Pray to the shrapnel god Pray to the shrapnel god Raid after raid, exhaustion takes its toll No peace today as Jerry bombs away Weeks passing by, the strain is high Endurance to the end, never we will repent Raiders attack, we turn them back, yet they come in again A fiendish assault, a story untold, a ship-barrage unfolds Protecting the ships, while the Stukas flip, blazing the enemy sky high We hold the line, repelling with might, raising hell with delight Fly, fly, my enemy Keep your distance with fright When you try to provoke me, the ack-ack will claim its pride
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Black void of darkness Nameless shapes entwined Soundless visual mindscape Senses numbed and deprived Vibrating inner core Soulless eyes staring Drifting towards insanity Pounded into submission Mental state declines Losing control, morals let go Survival one’s only goal Storm of stone, red mist dawn Dust settling down Sulphur breath, infernal grasp Fire is raining down Blessed by fire Perpetual reign Armageddon absolute Wasteland complete Blessed by fire Exterminate the foe All living creatures are cut down by steel Life denied, death defied Primal mortal fear ignites Nowhere is the end in sight Cultivated day of doom Now at hand, but nowhere soon Annihilation will proceed Tormenting the earthly dwell Drawn into an apocalyptic spell Mankind’s ruins are here to tell A sordid tale, so sound the knell Screaming from the sky The envoy of your demise Final message sent Your fragile life is spent Demon dance above Blazing fist strikes down Carrying the load of hell Blessed by fire Perpetual reign Armageddon absolute Wasteland complete Blessed by fire Exterminate the foe All living creatures are cut down by steel White cross, black cross Symbols of totalitarian might Domination from above Terror strikes, death by night A nocturnal horseman rides the sky Now proclaiming the end of times Angels of decay are roaming free A morbid salvation is what they bring Metallic death comes with speed Total damnation is their…creed Burn…Malta, burn…Malta, burn…Malta, burn…Malta, burn…Malta…
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
The hungry depths of the Mediterranean are calling my name as I fly above the watery graves of many before The greedy claws of a predator deep down below are subconsciously reaching out for me An appointment with death I hope it forgot my name Eager to add another victim through its fame Yet everything I do will see the sun rise again and watch the moon shine above the darkened island I command thee my fiends Unleash an utter rage Spare nothing in sight and reap your rewards Drink…from the chalice of blood Feel…the power within Indulge…the freedom to act Forwards…now move with speed Dive…demons of decay Deep…ride the waves Fast…hell’s unleashed Strike…no mercy to give Chaotic dance of devastation Malevolent acts of uncreation Ripping flesh through penetration Tearing steel through determination The fury of retribution We demand your share Pay in blood as equals and accept your fate Avenging angels of the blackest kind roaming free Under a burning sun or a pale-lid moon we hunt you down Drenched in blood, covered in gore, death on demand
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
He, who carries the weight of the world on his shoulders, is going to take you down into the blackened abyss Black beast of damnation One-eyed harbinger of doom moving beneath the surface Searching for the perfect kill An iron coffin, a mass grave to be, damp, confined and cramped Disciples of the grave, scavengers of death, insanity, and courage are one Bearded messiah of the deep Rigid commander of the waves Morbid prophet of the sea Ruler of the murky depths The assignment is given Deeper than deep they go Within the bowels of the beast, frantic actions prevail Anonymous prey, into the crosshairs she goes Fire at will All life departs Resurrected from a salty grave Cycle inverted, born again Abstract thoughts, reality unseen Twisted soul, heart-broken dream Tenacious to the core Revel in war Adrenaline runs high Conscious of one’s plight Sticky is the air Oxygen in high demand Sweat all around Nervous breakdown As one with the sea, we are drawn to its depths A lover so cruel, mercy overruled Born on land, yet died at sea This shroud is given by life’s enemy The depths of the abyss, with mesmerizing charm, are calling forth the Upholder’s name
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
Entangled through devotion Spiritual supremacy Mind over matter Dedicated to lunacy Recipients of hate Raging furies above Blackened avenging angels, duelling to the death Blind panicky fear Seized by primeval urges Diving into the maelstrom of steel, fire, and smoke Flirting with death, the heavens seem to split A titanic duel A tremendous jolt An ear-splitting crash A stunning crescendo of a horrendous sound is filling the air The sky is filled with a confused mass of bursting shells and twisted planes High and low, they circle around Sacrificial lambs to the gods of war Steel cutting steel Steel cutting flesh Fire melting steel Fire burning flesh Pressure-cracked nerves Stamina breaks down Physical endurance is now at its end A glorious ace or a fallen eagle The black book decides victory or demise
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
She limped in slowly, battered and hurt Proud and unbeaten, ready to fight again The stones looked upon her and braced themselves to guard her The walls around her whispered memories The sun was up, when the vultures came Hovering high, above their tortured prey Diving steeply, one by one Straining impatiently, to join the fray Flashes of scarlet, spreading death A myriad of guns, a gigantic belch, gave immediate throat and answered them From the land, the batteries swelled out The overture, shells bursts around Hung in the sky, like snowballs in the sun Wreathed by the grimy, death-smoke of the Hun The barrage died, the fighters attacked Pounced on the tattered, remnants of the foe A pall of dust and smoke hung in the air Hiding great wounds, easing the blow A breeze came from the sea, the picture cleared Desolate buildings gashed, roofless and leered A mockery to heaven, blasphemy of god Collapsed and in ruins, homeless by now The old world has laid down its life to shield the new, the brave and the proud Riding safely on her anchorage, which was meant to be her final resting place Not unavailing was the cities’ pain Nor was the agony of death in vain Not unavailing had the workman braved The horror from the air, the ship was saved Ten long days, they came in with might Each day we scattered them, and took our toll But round the docks, lies aged blood of three great cities, which played their roll Might bastions wear proud your scars Through honour and valour, unbroken you are Blood, sweat and tears, was your reward Live forever, revere your pride Only remember her, she was supreme Illustrious!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Confusion starts to fade I lay in a pool of blood Cold chills under my skin A sign my life's coming to an end Cloud of mist I travel at light speed The tunnel of life escaping me Burning grip takes hold as I die Sulfuric gas collides with acid rain My body burns Everlasting pain A lost soul searching for domain I beg for mercy My torture never stops Endless hemorrhage Suffering for the sins of life Forbidden pleasure The rite to live A time to die!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 16, 2025
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