Bloodchilling Tales

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Beliefs are something wonderful. I lost all faith Faith to life, now it's only pain and darkness. I'm caught in a nightmare with only one way out. I stepped through to the other side, where I saw a ghostly reflection of myself. I'm victimized by the legacy of blood My two sides tear me apart. My soul is polluted, tainted with chaos, and the dark side has its upper hand. I'm beginning to lose my sanity. My soul is torn to pieces. So much pain I can't stand it. I have to release my vicious atrocity. I'm victimized by the legacy of blood. My two sides tear me apart. Now it's done, my mind has had it. I took up the fight and lost it. Suddenly my hopes are gone, all my dreams shattered. I'm walking the road to insanity. Each and every step I take, is toward the cold and bitter END.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Cold blooded murder in the night. Another victim cut to pieces Terror fills people's veins with fright. They talk of another "Jack the Ripper". In darkness you walk alone in the back street. So scared that you don't even hear the steps, of the one known by everyone More known as the psychopath Psychopath - kill in every sight. Ritual death - kill for Satan's might. Feel his hand around your mouth. Feel his knife slip through your throat. Then you never ever feel any more. You don't feel when he slashes your heart out. He drinks your blood, eats your heart, and mumbles the sacred verse. He can feel himself grow stronger. Then he disappears, and sacrifices are done. Psychopath - kill in every sight. Ritual death - kill for Satan's might. Obsessed with Satanic power. He shall rule the world. All of them are guilty. There's no innocent victims. Kill all those who denied, that Satan is the master of all.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Down in the valley, the village still asleep. The sun rises and the new day has begun. The village awakes and their life goes on. The reaper's out - collecting his souls Following his victim - until their death But no one notices, the stranger on the hill, who's carrying black rags, which cover his head and arms No one feels the chill wind, from the north. The reaper's out - collecting his souls Following his victim - until their death Day turn to night, the stranger moves downhill. With pride he walks down, with his scythe. Someone is gonna follow him down tonight. Darkness has fallen in the valley over the village. A poor drunken old man sits and begs in a corner. The angel of death will give him the gift of death

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

The twilight traps the wings of the silent valley. Only the sound of dark cold wings speaks. Furthest in horizon, sound echoes of glaring horns, And suffering screams of men in battle. The silence fractures of keen screams and fierce half. They only survived with victory in eyes and steel. Have find a well search for the campfire to burn. And then urge to a clam rest under the starclear sky. Wings traps of thunder, black as the night. Flying with pride. Dragons of the burning twilight. his limbs awakes by the sunrays struck. Gazing at the slowly dying flames with weary eyes An awful scene spreads when the sun turns black. Two enormous wings traps as thunder. Wings traps of thunder, black as the night. Flying with pride. Dragons of the burning twilight. Black as the night flying with pride. Turn mankind to ashes, only the fire speaks Turn brace warriors to burning corpses. No one can tell, but the legend is eternal. Wings traps of thunder, black as the night. Flying with pride. Dragons of the burning twilight.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Silent water floating north under the black mist of mystery. A cold aura spreads from the black water. Lifeless eyes star up from the deep. The traces of once so proud warriors. Now just twisted corpses under the river. Rivers of the dead The home of lost souls. Rivers of the dead Where dead men sleep In one night wen thunder rages. When the clouds fade. And the black moon rises. The signs are all clear. The position of Capricorn. And the shining black moon The calm water starts to twirl. Bony fingers start to climb. Shining skulls slowly rise over the water. An army of dead march to conquer. Rivers of the dead The home of lost souls. Rivers of the dead Where dead men sleep To kill in Satan's name. Rape the mankind.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

Two thousand years after the death of Christ. A desert city freezes to ice. Preachers praise the return of the messiah Astronomy's force the evening star. When three stars of heaven turn into one. Messiah are here and the world will be gone. All man that sinned They will be gone All those who didn't Immortality given The second sign will be the death of the sea. And all of those who live within. When the third seal is broken the earth quakes. Like its last attempt to survive. The sun will never rise. All freezes to ice. All newborn children die like once before. Sudden death is the sign number four. The sun will never rise. All freezes to ice. All man that sinned They will be gone All those who didn't Immortality given The day turns to night, clouds gather in the sky. The moon turns blood red. It's the sixth of signs When the dead rise from the graves The final day is here. Then you'll know what it's too late. No use to try, you can't escape your own fate. All man that sinned They will be gone All those who didn't Immortality given

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Beyond the limit of our minds Beyond the horizon of our world. High above our skilled knowledge And deep down under what's good. Left here to die. In pain I cry. Black wings fly. To the ashes I feel my heart stop beating. I saw my body from above. Then I heard a mighty voice tell. I welcome you to your eternal hell. Chorus 2x Descend to the ashes. 4x Then all powers of hell released. The pleasure of pain reincarnate. Dark angel of death awoke to crusade. The legions are strong again. Waiting at the last gate to march. And rule the world at last. The prophecy of wise men became true. The Antichrist, the beast will arise. I thought all was a dream. But I could feel the pain. Alive I saw myself be sacrificed. To the lord of the dark hordes. Chorus 2x Descend to the ashes. 4x

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Fight the sorceress on the mountain of hades. Execute her and go through eternal flames. Enter the fire-licked fields where flowers have faded Pass the sixth gate when one still remains. Go on, with the sacred sign of the blessed child. You march against the Lucifer legions of the wild. Your body will die your soul will survive. In the search of the tomb for the sword of the blessed - light. Nowhere to be found hear the march of the dead Unnamed and alone in the crypts of hell. Hear yourself scream you know him, the master of pain. You're caught by Lucifer legions of the wild. The dead will rise. To make us join them. The Lucifer legions of the wild. No one is there who could ease your pain. When you hang in your nails over eternal flames The legion will teach you to do the right. To not start riots against the master of might. Satan our father gives you to the legions You're dead, killed by Lucifer legions of the wild. The dead will rise. To make us join them. The Lucifer legions of the wild. Fight the sorceress on the mountain of hades. Execute her and go through eternal flames. Enter the fire-licked fields where flowers have faded Go on with the sacred sign of the blessed child. You march against the Lucifer legions of the wild. Go on with the sacred sign of the blessed child. You march against the Lucifer legions of the wild. The dead will rise. To make us join them.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

I draw circles on the floor with the sword. Imagine a line of golden flames following the sword's point. I held my goat skull to the north and whisper the rite. Oh, hail Satan, Antichrist and the false prophet. Hail you Belial, the leader of the force of evil, in the war of the son of light and son of darkness. Blood chilling tales of evil. By these words. By these words. Adversary, the lord of the damned the lord of fate. Take my soul and write with blood on my hands. All the ancient evil, and the sign of the son 666. Zazas, Zazas, Nasatanada, Zazas, by these words. Raise, raise and slaughter the priest, insult the blood. And curse the dismembered carcass of the lamb. Blood chilling tales. I A Luciferno, the prince of darkness, the prince to the crown. One of the four princes to the golden throne of blood. The leader of the almighty, whispering winds of mayhem., When the winds whisper the symphony of the damned. Into my ear, I know that the time is right. I held high my dagger with symbols of ancient evil. And sacrifice the virgin in the name of the four hoards. Name ti e four hoards. By these words. Blood chilling tales. By these words.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025