The Cult
We are force We are dark We are a hell We are a black flame We are a fear We are great We arise above death of christendom I do not see the barrier constructed by God Why this fleshless illusion is silent Spit on your bible and your angeldogs Where be divided their force and might Foolish sheeps Circle's vanity On the knees to eternal life They are not worthy of pity They have chosen the way
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
On the light's traces of the moon Far on the wolfways You go looking in the indifferent sky By trace we fly in height The wind mournfully cries Through a rustle of a rain Through a song of the wolf flight The passionate look is inverted In the indifferent sky Sad groan of storm Is poured in a gloom Proud spirit of darkness Broken fetters of light The song of death is torn Wind through cry Proud antiquity spirit Has taken possession of black hearts By the wolf lunar track You aspire in darkness Through black ice Through a heavy wind Left through eternity Will return again
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
Everywhere we hear Everywhere we see In our hearts the hatred boils Curing any wounds At cold crystals we take cleanliness From fire we take insatiability Everywhere we hear Everywhere we see Thousand eyes... Billion hearts... Blood will saturate the wolves From depth of unholy war Together we shall merge with night Erasing from memory All unworthy names
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
I was a demon and torments the Christ I was the angel and suffered in a shadow of a cross I was a spirit with thrist of fear and blood I was time and many persons have grown old I died and was born, I sobed and laughed I was a victim and hangman, I was a mattock and sword I was destruction and creation, I was hatred and desire I was a flame burning the sky and ground washed by a rain I was genesority and was greed, I was fear and was pity I was all and anything, I was the reason and essence Now I'm all; force, authority and power Laughter, tears, death and birth Love, hatred and passion
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
Ancient darkness in my eyehols Flame of anger in a vessel from death Five beams cut a way on the forgotten landscape Where in the sky the night flies on the wings Five beams and portal in the sky are broken In infinite darkness the soul aspires Having run away from bodyprison The force of darkness grows The pain of a rebirth is not Demon wings are spreaded ("...It I aspire in the first flight The Lucifer - son of dawn, father of night I call you in darkness I am inverted in Believe of the hatredd Your shadow prophesies a victory for me...") Victory for me!!! Five beams became a victory again Energy have developed as fires of battles I take their fire in the hands I shall draw the pentagram above ground and paradise dome I shall bring a pain and death for all Goblet of black agony will overturn in infinite space again There is no hope for mortals - only pain Forces of darkness torments the dawn Infernal damnation - and the heavens became ashes Epilogue: I laugh over the crucifix My wings are night colour
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
We have transformed nuns into the altars The churches are filled by a groan of whores And the domes shiver in vagin The demons have not claimed down yet I blame the god My poison slowly kills his blood All sacred in agony I know a steady smell of lust The tears of the god are not expensive the female's vagin Owning shameless language I fuck the sheeps And kill them All alive has rejected the Christ Is thrown in fire On the bones and ashes of churches We create the new world
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
Fire! Fire I greet thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controle Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Giving shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral feast
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
The cooled down blood Does not flow on veins Frozen fingers Do not cling any more to life Abstract fire does not burn consciousness There is no warm light henceforth The darkness lives in cold dreams The frozen winds sing as the wolves And burns the funeral moon The night shadows everywhere The eternal darkness covers space Abstract fire does not burn consciousness There is no warm light henceforth Fear... Death Pain... Emptiness...
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jul 05, 2026
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