Howling in Candlelight
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
I quench my thirst on mortal blood in unholy nights of fullmoon This crimson pleasure not only to nourish but to satisfy the satanic sexual hunger And every time I drain their life they are bleeding for Satan His majesty pulsating in my essence all this bleeding for Satan The death I grant to them in moonlight after the sin licking copulation Will be the sanctuary and the shrine of the orthodox praise of the Adversary And every time I drain their life they are bleeding for Satan His majesty pulsating in my essence all this bleeding for Satan Shimmering cold blade to caress my flesh so will I bleed as a vessel of His Will His majesty is my True Will to follow and so to a chalice I'm bleeding for Satan I leave my offering on the altar unearthly currency for the forbidden worship In unholy nights of fullmoon Bleeding for Satan Bleeding for Satan Bleeding...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
When gazing out from my chamber to the moon, to the dark I feel closer to the source of ancient wisdom the one that drives man to ponder mysteries Darkness... The one unlight of my Lord Satan, thy fallen glory risen to a king The one Darkness to lead astray and to guide those of the nightside I summon the ancient mother Lilith, queen of all vampires I succumb to your spell of eternal night as your inhuman beast I will walk Among them... Nocturnal blessing from the Prince of Darkness Embraced by the queen of the night I've become a gruesome vampire beast hidden behind a moonlight mask Fearing the dawn...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
No light in my chamber except three black candles And when I close my eyes I can finally truly see Howling in candlelight but my mouth stays closed I feel the call of the werewolf ancestors I'm the shapeshifter to run in the night Spirits of old and unknown I hear your tongue I unite with my brothers but not of the human kind I'm one with thsoe who howl at the moon Hear me brothers across the known world and beyond We burn with the same crimson passion We are of the same lineage, born in different times Howling in candlelight but my mouth stays closed My brothers have heard my werewolf chant We are the shapeshifters that run in the night
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
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The ocean roars with thunder Violent waves and a cruel wind A ship, vessel built by man caught in the claws of Leviathan A desperate battle for life in the merciless grip of the sea They carry an unknown secret, enigma A curse centuries old "I am the horror of the night an abyss come to flesh but unliving I am the nightmare of human souls arrival of death from the sea" One by one their lives end bloodless bodies are buried in the waves And when the ship embraces land again there's none left to tell their tale "I am a poison to rot in the blood of proud Europe the savage cure of anti-life I come as a swarm of black rats and so will fall the grandeur of this civilization" His presence is disease, spread like wildfire His doom spare none, cruelty vanquishing life His kingdom is in the ruins, pestilential silence and from this bleak misery can a new world be born
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Desperate shadows will always linger Desperate shadows lurk on your path Hear them moan Hear them weep Hear them growl Hear them speak They are the opposite, darker They are the adversary, drainers they will suck your blood and give you ecstasy They are your worst fear, nightmare in flesh Desperate shadows will always linger Desperate shadows lurk on your path Hear them moan Hear them weep Hear them growl Hear them speak They will draw your energy if you let them The will haunt your soul if you follow them They are a glimpse of the nightside They are your true strenght and wisdom
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Alone in the cold on this mountain top where the snow never leaves Below the world of mortals distant yet reeking of its false reality In grim solitude finding solace to distance oneself from deceitful life In this solitude the essence of the soul can be found and truly cherished In grim solitude can be found tranquillity misantropic seclusion from the masses In the silence, in deathlike silence can the voice of Satan be heard Empowering melancholy black starlit sky above Celebration of death and the birth of something new
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
I can hear it calling to me through the pine walls of my coffin I can hear the beat of their pulse grow stronger and stronger Like a long forgotten war drum to this dead hearted fiend My voice travels on in the mist and breeze enticing the prey My whispers lull them closer Closer closer to the coffin my sweet, let me pierce thy flesh and taste the blood that weeps She enters the ruins not knowing why she has done so the beat of her life getting stronger, closer, louder faster as fear creeps in, her heart pounding under her huge bossoms she does not know why she can't leave but my voice like a lullaby of death in the air compels her to stay Closer closer to the coffin my sweet, let me pierce thy flesh and taste the blood that weeps Within seconds of her opening the lid I materialize behind her, my hand on her chest, my teeth to her neck I can taste her pulse as my teeth penetrate her flesh her body twitches with ecstasy and agony I want that beat to stop echoing through these ruins I want the warmth to drain and her to be as cold as my heart her eyes turn to stone and body goes limp and the night... is only young
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026