Omega Millennium

Of all the coiling snakes appearing, PLAGUE of all plagues I call this flock Decay and wine keep fueling madness, germ-ridden soil and wind, acid and smoke Cinis ater et ossa Time passes by I hear the clock (is) ticking Revolting parasites, funeral dancing fires keep burning wisdom on iron mounts of death Black ash and bones, machines and stones, fly on the wings of your last breath Time passes by I hear the clock (is) ticking, (no more...) Omega Millennium The clock strikes Armageddon

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

All the feelings we have had All the people I make feel bad Northern dark, northern cold Northern lakes freeze thick and bold Now I feel like shedding skin All because now the horror's in I feel dead, and all the world spurs the dance in the solar whirl And while I now wander, through blackened blueskies I know I no longer will cut the solar whirl

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Fountains of crimson darkness ride on autumns breath, a dark delight Demon Rust like scorching fires in a tombstonewielding night Crimson nature I feel is coming after you Demon Rust spill forth thy blood onto my soul No flash of lightning guides my way Just boiling blood, a twist of pain Soil surrounds the fields of autumnal decay Crimson nature I feel is coming after you Demon Rust spill forth thy blood onto my soul

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Tried to escape Low sigh Spiritual mortality is spreading wide Deep inside the dungeon there is no way to escape Spiritual mortality Prisoner of fate Reeling on this trail all on my own Season of the flame has just begun Tempting, dead, forlorn and cold Calls this frozen place below Tried to escape Low sigh Spiritual mortality is spreading wide Deep inside the dungeon there is no way to escape Spiritual mortality Prisoner of fate

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026