Piene

Beneveld deur de foezel in mien bloed, graop ik ’t vlees van mien voeste. Knagen en knauwen as ’n ratte aan rot vlees, ak de verdoemenis in de ogen van de duvel lees As de vredesdoeve ontdaon wordt van zien veren, schient de duvel ‘t hellelicht uut zien lanteern. Gesnister uut ’t kreupelholt is wat ik heur, ’t liek dat der lig gef ’n gloepends vieze meur. Voesten moeten hard en knokkelig wezen. De laomer van christ staon in de riege, Wacht maor, da’k ze in mien knekels kriege! Botten zunder pezen Botten zunder vlees Wapens in ’t duuster Geven meer kwelling en kwaod

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Black Bile Inhuman might Black bile Desecration. Hellpriest recites the words of blasphemy Under this blood moon the circle of magic is drawn Black breed is here to destroy, desecrate and kill Desecrate and kill! Desecrate and kill! The cry of archangels sealed with an oath of bile Summon the evil of night to make the virgin fall Make the virgin fall! Make the virgin fall! Hell priest vomits to drown the christchild Black Bile Inhuman might Black bile Desecration. In this soundless night In hour of hate Eleven priests for war And one to desecrate

Ze kommen, duustere engeln met ’n wens veur piene. Vlerken uutspreid, duuster tegen de maoneschiene. Deursteken de nachtlucht met een zweerd van ies, ’n nagel an mien kiste in ’t aovendrood zo vies. Ieskold in piene Naodels deur de huud Ieskold in piene Ieskold in piene Bloed in de maoneschiene Ieskold in piene As de nevel veur de maone langs jaogt, verduusterd ’n deken van vlerken de maone. Een hekeldicht van angstig gefluuster, begleidt mie, as ik starf in de nacht tweiduuster. Ieskold in piene Starven in de kolde Ieskold in piene Ieskold in piene In ’n zwarte kiste Ieskold in piene Gans allenig vuul ik de kolde kommen, ’t vret an mie as vuur aan aske. Stillegies heur ik mien grafstiene fluustern; “met dood en ziekte bust du beter af” Ieskold in piene De dood integen Ieskold in piene Ieskold in piene Lieken op een staopel Ieskold in piene Duustere engeln hebben heur wark daone, kroepen over de grond, graaiend in ’t bloed. Knekelige klauwen om mien kraoge, mien leste aodem en de dood is zoet Starven in de kolde In ’n zwarte kiste Ieskold in piene

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

Pentagram, bloodcult of the night Beastpreacher, in stench being born Blood vomit, in night of the kings Annexation to the pentagram With wrath wrapped in chains The hell priest draws blood from wounds Murder under skyline of the wolfmoon Tonight's the night to sacrifice Beastpreacher, in stench being born Annexation to the pentagram Occult night, of deathlike eternity Blood drenched, thirst for holy blood With wrath wrapped in chains The hell priest draws blood from wounds Murder under skyline of the wolfmoon Tonight's the night to sacrifice Blood vomit, in night of the kings Beastpreacher, in stench being born to the pentagram

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Scars on my wrists, frostbite in my veins Scars on my wrists, bleed for the demon breed Scars on my wrists, my sacrifice to you Night calls my name Pain ties my chains Slicing through flesh Wrists bound in pain Razor shiny metal Carving the symbols When metal touches flesh RAZOR SHINY METAL!! Blade sinks far into my skin Amazed how much it bleeds Razor shiny metal Testify in blood and poison the path of God Mark me, cut me, watch me bleed Razor shiny metal Scars on my wrists, frostbite in my veins Scars on my wrists, bleed for the demon breed Scars on my wrists, razor shiny metal Night calls my name Pain ties my chains Slicing through flesh RAZOR SHINY METAL!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Look at deaths door, still scream for more Sabbath witch cult Hell Got soul to sell, midnight cult strikes Deprave all lust of men Sacrifice a virgin's cunt the whore that licks the goat Put a dagger in her chest Satan lays her soul to rest Death decrease and Hell Death decrease and Hell Look at deaths door, still scream for more Sabbath witch cult Hell Got soul to sell, midnight cult strikes Deprave all lust of men Death decrease and Hell Angels fell and were defiled merchants of Lucifer came and destroyed morning light Witches spell like a gunshot through the night murder is airborne with the wind as we fight Sacrifice a virgin's cunt the whore that licks the goat Put a dagger in her chest Satan lays her soul to rest Death decrease and Hell

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Let the breed decay Stigma of our nemesis, sarin attack Eternal doomsday, sarin attack Death to the world, sarin attack Human melt down, sarin attack On a crusade to destroy the world Sarin attack, paralysing holy lungs Sarin attack, destructive acronym Sarin attack, unleashing unholy artillery Sarin attack, vomiting Christian pigs Stigma of our nemesis, sarin attack Eternal doomsday, sarin attack Death to the world, sarin attack Human melt down, sarin attack Sarin attack, unleashing unholy artillery Sarin attack, 2033 On a crusade to destroy the world Stigma of our nemesis, sarin attack Eternal doomsday, sarin attack Death to the world, sarin attack Rape of the world!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Blades of the aggressors Crushing and cleaving Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce Born to blaspheme and kill Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce Blood red night, stars bare the sign Now we fight for victory, fight for the sign of hell Aggressors on the rise Aggressors on the rise No mercy for the weak and the wounded Bloodstained blades in their flesh Blades of the aggressors Blades of the tormentors Knifes and swords gleam Blades of the aggressors Crushing and cleaving Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce Born to blaspheme and kill Aggressors on the rise Aggressors on the rise No mercy for the weak and the wounded Bloodstained blades in their flesh Blades of the aggressors Blades of the tormentors Knifes and swords gleam Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce Slaughtering blasphemic hellforce

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Heilige riddergies op witte peerden riedend uut westen in naom van de grote Lippe wiezend naor 't oosten grote kruus van de biebel onder de armen striedend met haoken en bielen, stiegende scharpe zweerden 't geluud van starvend vlees over de uutgestrekte vlakten wegzakt in de blubber en afslacht as schaopies, allent deur de Drentse nevel Striemen op de pokkel zien ziel onder de armen stiekeldraod um de kop wat bielen in de rugge een stok in de reet in 't veen liggen te rotten Heilige riddergies op witte peerden riedend uut westen in naom van de grote Lippe wiezend noar 't oosten grote kruus van de biebel striedend met haoken en bielen, stiegende scharpe zweerden wegzakt in de blubber en afslacht as schaopies, allent deur de Drentse nevel

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Gar weit in Moor und Nebel liegt ganz einsam fern den Weltenlärm, wo Hollands Greze ist ein Todestal tief im Mist Es liegt so still und kalt, eingesloschen von grunen Tann Es schauen uns ganz so alt am Weg die Toten an, Toten an Gar weit in Moor und Nebel liegt ganz einsam fern den Weltenlärm wo Hollands Grenze ist ein Todestal tief im Mist

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025