Interludium

Ride out by the wind of wild Wolves are on the hunt tonight Sanctify the last who save the pyre Let us pray for those in front of us All the night victorious Wake the storm and bring to fall the liar No rest, no hiding when the moon is out at night No test, no warning come to life We are lost together Terror rising with the wind With no heart, with no rest we bring fire All the night we revel And for blood we cry and sing For the lord, for the fame, and for God Wolves of war! Wolves of war! Wake up those afraid of us All the time mysterious Came along with pain and war and fire Christ of mercy is unknown to us Pious, dead and pesterous Lead the horde to praise up to the spire No rest, no hiding when the moon is out at night No test, no warning come to life We are lost together Terror rising with the wind With no heart, with no rest we bring fire All the night we revel And for blood we cry and sing For the lord, for the fame, and for God Wolves of war! Wolves of war!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

All aboard kissed by the iron fist We are sainted by the storm Strive across the seven seas Under banners of the cross Brave the walls of deadly waves Born to pay the price for loss Went ahead by force of will And the sails up to the sky Sainted by the sacrament And blessed to testify The belief that a land will rise And of glory be our dome And hand of god will lead us home All aboard kissed by the iron fist We are sainted by the storm Facing the wind for we all have sinned We are tainted and forlorn For the wild, for the night For the land and the fight Seventy feet for the iron greed We are sainted by the night Ride the planks and beat the sea On our quest to lands unknown Gone for praise and sanctity All to give our flesh and bone Onward into foreign seas With no fear and no regret Heavy and with thorns equipped The crown upon our heads The belive that the lord will rise And in heaven we all roam By the grace of god, we die alone All aboard kissed by the iron fist We are sainted by the storm Facing the wind for we all have sinned We are tainted and forlorn For the wild, for the night For the land and the fight Seventy feet for the iron greed We are sainted by the night All aboard kissed by the iron fist We are sainted by the storm Facing the wind for we all have sinned We are tainted and forlorn For the wild, for the night For the land and the fight All aboard kissed by the iron fist We are sainted by the storm Facing the wind for we all have sinned We are tainted and forlorn For the wild, for the night For the land and the fight Seventy feet for the iron greed We are sainted by the night

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Midnight mass, came to pass Strike the demons to the ground Midnight mass, stained the glass From the spire hear the sound Say your prayers any Sunday morning Think of heaven any time all day By the dawn and when the night is falling Fold your hands and pray Any sabbath, any resting moment By the clock we pray the dark away By the dusk and when desire calling Prayers lead your way No ten thousand prayers in exile I said no Graves cannot build our last empire I say no prayer at midnight No prayer can testify I said no prayer at midnight For thе last of us alive I say no prayer at midnight No prayer can tеstify I said no prayer at midnight For the first of us survive Never dare to unattend a sermon For the mass is what you can't betray Any given day we praise the lord Is all we must obey Send a credo in your final hour We remember all the rhymes to say May your body rest in peace and prayer Any night and day No breakout of sancted holy fire I said no Wait for the end on burning pyres I say no prayer at midnight No prayer can testify I said no prayer at midnight For thе last of us alive I say no prayer at midnight No prayer can tеstify I said no prayer at midnight For the first of us survive

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Meum voluntatem ventura Meum voluntatem ventura Meum voluntatem ventura Meum voluntatem ventura In christum dominum Ex sactum nominum In rhymes of praise we bring the final hour In iesum dominum Ex bellum oremum In times of war we strike with sancted power When from the sacristy I rise To bring the final sacrifice Sing words of praise to glorify my name and Stand still Sacrificed to my will Sainted be what I say Preaching My will be done – here and all my life in heaven My will be done – Christ our saviour bring the sacrament for My will be done, I command you – will be done Fugare luminum Extatum nocturnum With hearts awake create the highest tower Peccatum nominum In mortum animum No swords can break the will to rising power When from the sacristy I rise To bring the final sacrifice Sing words of praise to glorify my name and Stand still Sacrificed to my will Sainted be what I say Preaching My will be done – here and all my life in heaven My will be done – Christ our saviour bring the sacrament for My will be done, I command you – will be done My will be done, will become, will be praised forever My will be done, Lord in heaven My will be done, will become, will be praised forever My will be done, Lord in heaven My will be done – here and all my life in heaven My will be done – Christ our saviour bring the sacrament for My will be done, I command you – will be done

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

From the land of the storm they departed And the wind of the plague they became When the sand of the shore turned to red By the blood of the fallen All the force of the wild we were facing Lindisfarne was taken by fate Not our god nor a prayer could help but Our trust as we call the saints With no mercy they plundered and slayed Tainted the ground of the Holy Isle Burnt the abbey to ruins Can't give up Stand tonight Altars on fire Can't deny Get up together to weather the night Can't give up Come to life Friars to frontlines Can't defy Born to forever or never to fight Stand up and pray the night will rise To defend what was holy and sacred We stood up by our weakness and fear All aware to be slaughtered and torn By the wild, by their sword and spear By the dawn all the few of survivors They were taken as slaves under will And the altar was burnt and despised By the horde, as the godless killed They brought agony, thunder and hate Unsainted the halls of the sacred child Burnt the altar to embers Can't give up Stand tonight Altars on fire Can't deny Get up together to weather the night Can't give up Come to life Friars to frontlines Can't defy Born to forever or never to fight Stand up and pray the night will rise

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

From the land of the seven hills Came the might of the fateful twins In the blood all the will to kill Remember the wolfborn Fire born and to face the fears By the blade of the swords and spears To the quest of a thousand years Remember the wolfborn From the heart of Rome to the land of the war and hate First came the lord, the rebel, then the fire To the sacred dome and the hand of our God and fate Last came the sword, the weapon, then desire At night we all pray that the dark will never end At day we are forced to hide in silent graves Rex lupum domini From the land of the seven hills Came the might of the fateful twins In the blood all the will to kill Remember the wolfborn Fire born and to face the fears By the blade of the swords and spears To the quest of a thousand years Remember the wolfborn To the battle zone from the land of the noble seed First came the claw, the fang, and then the creature For the fame alone we are sworn to the iron seal Last came the moral, mercy, and the preacher At night fold our hands to the force in heaven high At day we are bound to lie in darkest caves Rex lupum nomine Light of the wolfborn Shine through the sacrament Might of the wolfborn Strong to the end At night we all pray that the dark will never end At day we are forced to hide in silent graves Rex lupum domini From the land of the seven hills Came the might of the fateful twins In the blood all the will to kill Remember the wolfborn Fire born and to face the fears By the blade of the swords and spears To the quest of a thousand years Remember the wolfborn sons

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

In the final night bring sundown forever In the darkest time we follow the trail of this game In the full moonlight the godless endeavor Stand pale and lunar On a dead end sky, so restless but ever Giving up the fight, we bring back the blood in your name And again tonight Let out a beast you can't tame Come raise your hands and fight Get alive and wake your might Midnight Madonna come Get alive and break the light Midnight Madonna In the primal dawn, bring blood from the living On the sabbath morn, we strike back and leave no farewell And a foreign might, held strong by the father's hand Sanguine order On a sabbath night, so faithless but ever Living up defied, we bring back the saints of despair And before the dawn Sacred and borne on the air Come raise your hands and fight Get alive and wake your might Midnight Madonna come Get alive and break the light Midnight Madonna Come raise your hands and fight Get alive and wake your might Midnight Madonna come Get alive and break the light Midnight Madonna

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Bête du Gévaudan, méprisait ses attaquants Malédiction forgée dans les enfers Bête du Gévaudan, le fléau du firmament Inspirait la terreur et la colère Traquée sans répit et jamais capturée Semait la panique et l'horreur et puis disparaissait Pour l'impie et l'innocent, vint la bête du Gévaudan Exécuteur, un tueur mi-loup et mi-machine Pour le prieur et l'enfant, vint la bête du Gévaudan Un rédempteur, un croyant, qui saigne et assassine Bête du Gévaudan Bête du Gévaudan, des ténèbres l'instrument Vint châtier les trahisons des menteurs Bête du Gévaudan, attaquait férocement Massacrait les profanes dans la terreur Des centaines de chasseurs, parés pour le combat Face à ce tonnerre qui s'élève contre les apostats Pour l'impie et l'innocent, vint la bête du Gévaudan Exécuteur, un tueur mi-loup et mi-machine Pour le prieur et l'enfant, vint la bête du Gévaudan Un rédempteur, un croyant, qui saigne et assassine Bête du Gévaudan Dans la nuit les bruissements de la bête du Gévaudan Nul ne peut échapper à la colère du martyr Les prières et les chants, qui résonnent en Gévaudan Il est trop tard pour se repentir Pour l'impie et l'innocent, vint la bête du Gévaudan Exécuteur, un tueur mi-loup et mi-machine Pour le prieur et l'enfant, vint la bête du Gévaudan Un rédempteur, un croyant, qui saigne et assassine Bête du Gévaudan

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025