Heidenlarm
Beloved of the night The Dark bride Call the Horned one to your nuptial bed Let your brothers guard the Towers of Directions Let the Lords of Elements be your witnesses You can feel the gates becoming wet And Extasy flowing through you from the West to the East Delight in love with both of the brothers And create Desire in Astral Extasy Birth and Death in extasy So perceive the neature of Creation Behold the three Islands Ask the three priestesses Let all the evil go away! Enemy-cheesus-die! Let the moon rise with the ninth simbol And bless all those who came for you with your blood Behold the three islands Ask the three priestesses And let your wish remain in the World's great testimonies
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 14, 2026
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I'll raise the heroes from the Overseas And ice will melt in Uttland They'll rise from the dark frozen desert They'll take your thoughts apart with cold fire They'll stop your life with a sword Those who came to Darkness for Tiamat Those who percieved the power of reincarnation And the name of the Dark Godess Those shall gloriously rise in decline They'll freeze Waiting for the battle And the Dragon's Shadow will stigmatize the Earth And fire arrows will pierce the sky Sing the song about the final battle, oh pilgrim Sing, for you have seen the decline Sing about our Dark Mother's tears And about the heroes that lay under the mountain About the ships that will come from the Overseas About the King that dwells in darkness Sing, and we'll be back You remember the river of fire The birth of the mercurial lion In the fading fire of Sabbath Our strength is in these words Your oblivion is in these words We who came seven levels down We crave for vengeance Those who came to Darkness for Tiamat Those who percieved the power of reincarnation And the name of the Dark Godess Those shall gloriously rise in decline They'll freeze, waiting for the battle And the Dragon's Shadow will stigmatize the Earth And fire arrows will pierce the sky
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 14, 2026
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The ice castle of fire Oh, horned god of the north, Nanta And great mother of earth, holy Herta! I adjure you Let me through, open the gates I shall keep the path in secret Let me percieve the mysteries Of the eternal gods That came from the stars on a Milky Way The earth sings in blue light I shall release the sword of witchery There, where the Lord of light dies in chaos In the cold desert of Utlend I shall find the seven keys and open The door to the dark gods The earth split open before me The Goatlord hears my words Oh, Betom, Lord of the storm Red lion, show me your power Open the gates, let me in Where the storm is roaring Let me find the magical power The Great King's Scepter In your desert, where land dies in fire Where in a fire hurricane rages the storm There lies the darkness beneath The gates of the worlds I shall open the gates And there shall I find the magical power So stroke the thunder and roared the storm Lord Betom has heard my call A candle shall I light in the East And wings of dark shall lift me up I can feel the body of a beautiful woman caressing me And my masculine force is fulfilling her The trembling of her thights in divine extasy And the knife of mercy in her body The moon goddess dies to resurrect again Oh, Lord Exarp, open the gates Let find the dagger of magic under the tree of creation And the sea rose up in the presence of the Eternal one And chaos shall some to rule forever Where people go when meet death Where death forever dwells and Where there is no turning back The shining silver dragon rolls Offering me the cup of absolute power of the black lotus The one who shall enter the realm The realm of death and come back Shall be named "The Serpent" once again And the Ancient King shall rise in his soul Love with a dead woman, the deadly poison The breath of Zernunos, Ergot, mandrake and blood The Great Dragon, the Silver Lord rose from The depth of chaos and lift me up on his wings We took the path of the elder gods And dark stars shone again Four castles raised from oblivion Satarial, I call you by thy ancient name! Satarial, by thy name I open the gates! Satarial, shall the souls of the unbelievers be frozen! Satarial shall bring you Back to life, yo let you Avenge yourselves For being forgotten!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 14, 2026
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"Не Крестите Мою Землю" И время придет, враг так не умрет. Так кровью ты напои свободу нашей земли. Волчьей свободой, ветром ночным, Элем хмельным меня напои. Пусть лунные блики разрывают костры Праздника Богини Темной Луны. Вороньим крылом, эльфийским цветком, Ветром ночным меня призови! Каждый когда-то выпьет Напиток судьбы. Там, где падает кровь, вырастает цветок, Что фея весны вплетет в свой венок. И ветром свободы к тебе я вернусь, И слезы твои губами сотру. Там, где падает кровь, где пел меч войны, Где смерть танцевала танец судьбы, Празднуйте праздник Богини Темной Луны! Не крестите мою землю, Не крестите… "Do Not Baptize My Land" The time will come and the enemy won't leave this way. So give your blood to drink to our Land's freedom. Let me drink the wolves' freedom, The night wind, let me drink your heady ale. Let the moonshine be split with fire on the celebration of The Dark Moon Godess. Call me with the wing of the Crow, With the Elve's flowers, With the wind of the Night! Each one of us shall drink the cup of fate someday. A flower grows where you spill the blood And the fairy of spring shall plait it into your diadem. And I'll be back with the wind of freedom And I'll wipe your tears with my lips. Where you spill the blood, Where the sword sang, Where Death danced with Fate, There you should praise The Dark Moon Godess. Don't baptize my land, Don't baptize my land...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 14, 2025
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We shall drink up this heady bowl of pain together We, the Dead cities' children We pass through centuries as shadows aiming the living With stardust on our garments For them our way is a bird and her name is Death And our life shall forever remain in their sorrowful dreams So kiss my mortal lips And light up the obsequial fire so that I could die In fire my flesh shall resurrect We always get to know pain through pain Above dead bodies shall the last king rise And fire of creation shall be his sword The heart bets in iron clutches born of the fear of those who left forever Do you remember when they perished in delirious dreams Night became our home under the Starrain But the day came like Magedon And pain touched us with her soft wings By pain you shall be stigmatized Our Alfaron has left forever
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 14, 2026
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"Раса Богов" О, сын мой, возьми мистерий меч, И пронеси огнем его над землей. Ведь вплел в него я семь металлов, Пыль звезд и пустоту ничто. И города пред тобой откроют двери, И люди пред тобой падут на колени. О, Демиург создатель, Отец ты смерти и мать жизни. Ты солнце, под которым все гниет, Рождая сладкий плод. Ты свет для тех, кто слеп. И бог для тех, кто тлен. Твое сознанье - смерть. И ты, рогатый бог, Ты пал, чтобы победить. И в нас вдохнул огонь, Чтоб Демиургу мстить. Ты - древних городов прославленный король, Ты - утра темная заря. И жизнь, и смерть тебе чужда. Ты ненавидишь в нас, творенье Демиурга, И любишь нас, сынов своих, Сосуд огня. Веди же нас в бой, О, наш король. Чтоб смерть победить, И Демиурга власти вновь лишить. И третьей силою взойдем мы во вселенной, Великой расою Богов. Ведь обладаем мы Силою творенья, И темных звезд огнем. "Divine Race" Oh, son of mine, take this sword of mystery, Carry it over the land as fire, For I have plaited seven metals, Stardust and the emptiness of nothing into it. And the cities shall open their gates, And people shall fall on their knees before you. Oh, Demiurge, the creator, father of death and mother of life. You are the sun everything is rotting above, giving birth to a sweet foetus. You are light for the blind and god for the weakened, Your creation is death. And you, the Goatlord failed to win And blew the fire into us, to take revenge on Demiurge. You are the lord of ancient cities, You are the morning of a black dawn, And life and death are alien to you. You hate in us the Demiurge's creation, You love us for we are your children, Your jar of fire. So lead us into the battle, to defeat death and Demiurge. Thus shall we become the third power in the universe, For we own the might of creation And the dark stellar light. We are ye divine race.
Submitted by Immortal — Nov 14, 2025
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