The Spell of Retribution
This track is instrumental.
This one, one of the most enganging sagas It is a recollection of perseverance and omens Of Hypnotizing protocol and whimsical chivalry Suggesting spaceless landscapes and enshrined memories For the migration to the desolated lands Menaced too by the Extinction the greatest and rawest of all Shattered, fragmented. but always with face towards the sun The dying one, the fifth of the Purifiers The Plan for this Curse, the avenging dawn bringer Heraldic Colossus, my ironwill on fire Burning the already charred mists of imperfection As the summoning grows in defeat The radiates Ectoplasm from the Wraiths This, the Omnipotent Codex... Symbols and cryptic annotations of the past Serve me in the upcoming retaliation of this present And pave the road to the baneful future For your essence is still haunting the Cult (And we all hail this omnipotent source of perception)
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Cast in pieces of liquid Wrath the oblivion, the warning of a serenade So deranged, the decay of my wounds scars of a lost reflective shadow Once in fury, forever in grief Once in sorrow, funeral is embraced But how to overcomen the pure idea of being trapped, Conqueror... As i reflect about the crushed age of memories gone as i recall the cathartic frontier once my Soul passed... Vociferations and imprecations, the discouraged cry for my departed rendering, Warlord... The reaction was futile, the Commanders and Scathers gathered for the privilege of Revenge. (To Kill) some very feeble forms of pathetic rage They perished in Agony and Ecstasy For their ultimate Punishment, our Punishment to their Misery WE judge those who once perverted the core Perdition and no forgivness, final destiny and fate A farewell to the Temple that Ruled the Empire Commanding in Pain, I Have Returned...
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
I have taken the torch, enforcing the Mirror of Destiny With the fear of the Fallen Ones, with Black Eyes of Mournful Blood Yes, Decimate and Reconstruct Apocalypse of inner War, in this soil of dried bloodpaths Through the tongues of the giants My Scepter has spoken, and if i feel the future I see the Final Victory, but in the end nobody has Won... Decimate, Reconstruct... And as the lights go black, and the feeble scream in fear, sorrow... I tell the whole vally that my hammer has become the ruler... Misfortune for the perished ones, (because) i have manifested my intervention...
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
The blasting echoes of a real perception a vitue of those who have perished and for their everlasting dominance I sealed my fate a will so strong it vanishes the damnation Yes, the power to reign, to dominate again in fury and in honor, through my eyes I seek the lost torch visions of my inner conflictuality, joined by the birth of Mourning Blood-Red sun bathed crypts of Abysmal Chaos Since the early stages of this defined Retribution Never surrender, and fight 'till the end So we walk in grief, but we march in Victory because this destiny is my own creation Failure is unknown, Triumph is the all. Hammering the last nails of their Fragmented coffins (a symbol of their own impending defeat) Rebuilding the Fortress...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
There was a smoldering thunder Vicious corruption of the purity on the Ether We once believed in the Spiritual induction Cause and Myth of a grand knowledge of Fury and once I walked in the Deadly path and once I drifted below the crisp infidel winds There was Pestilence and Rain made of Tears A Coven of Hunters and King-priest and a hollow structure of fallen dreams and Megalomania infects the Crypts, of my Reign of Despair The Beast Within, the warm breath of my inner Demons Corrosion of the last delusion Infraworld and Infrafate I speak to you, My Elder Ancestry I remain strong and strong is the will To conquer and expulse the decimators of the stolen Prosperity, Retribution of the Lost Years...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
In The Realm of the warriors of the underworld All disciples betrayed by the filth Forever changed, scarred by deep tragedy Discovered an unfathomable call It was like a singing flame, the moment of the torment And it went through them like lighting through dark-storm clouds Contamination of their Will, Aspirations of the Quincunx, Conjuring.. Traveling between the layers of the Universe The world trees deciphering the Codex Invoking and Conjuring the 4th Cataclysm And Omnipotent and Multiform, the thorns of my soul for I was the Iconoclast, the bringer of Retribution Destroyer of their feeble ideals For I'm the Oppressor Conjurer of their Demise Rebellious, Unmerciful, Mourning the Death of my Beginning...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
I)Sentence and burden In the eye of the Revolutionary storm My blazing strenght is the Vortex, creator of Millenium Chaos And of voices of Honor and Disgrace There are no words to describe this sorrow Cursed from the start And blessed from the solar wings of temptation. I want to recreate the tale of the Arcane Torment to explore the land of the United Light and Shadows (The place the wisdom rules and perpetuates) But the sentence is way too heavy. This burden I shall carry on and on II)The voyage Deliverance appearing in dreams In appearences from another dimension The extract of the Fate that decided to bring me here To a place of no return, to a time of awakening and Broken Prosperity To a fountain of weathered truth, and Utter Melancholia This is the way of this mania, a clamor for the Apocalyptic direction III)The Restitution To the Grief, to the Death To the pristine Resurrection of my Fortress To oblige and purvey with Glory and Apotheosis For my fevered visions of the Scythe, Restitution... To the Grief, to the Death The frozen grief of gathered Emptiness
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Occult tales of destiny, were prepeared for the new desire... rage, destroy, fulfill... Total Debauchery. And the torment and the chaos will fill our dried souls, For we are this: The Remains of an Arcane Covenant...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
And the Strangest yet Strongest phase of this Infraterrenal journey has been put into the final crease With uniform eternity, depiction of the failing shadows Description of my Inner Vision, but I choose to suffer I choose to Reign, complete in fragmented timespaces No forgiveness... For the Eternal Cycle of Potential Spiritual Extermination Is about to commence, yes, walking again, lonely in this path In a Circle of no return, in the Hall of justice forgotten As the energies around my Temple have progressed Discerning what this procreation has intended, and continues to intend, Scar by Scar, Epic by Epic To a portal to the bravery of my thoughts As we avenge all the misery planted by the ignorance of the Scum, (and) as we cast them into Catastrophic Exile, My faded memories scarred asked myself: Are we all Dead? Is Everything lost? And the Price we paid, it was worth it? A torrid and mesmerizing silence was the answer
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025