I Am Legion

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As dawn breaks upon the frozen waste A light burns bright on the horizon From sleep of ages they awake A thousand years of bloodlust in their eyes A pact, was signed By hands of doom The dead retake their arctic tomb True north! True north! True north! True north! Black wings cut across the sky With nothing left alive in their wake A vast, endless void opens wide Plunging all into eternal night A pact, was signed By hands of doom The dead retake their arctic tomb True north! True north! True north! True north! A pact, was signed By hands of doom The dead retake their rightful tomb True north! True north! True north! True north!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Peering through the east-end mist, with a gaze impure Counting down his victim-list, his taste obscure Shadows chase the candlelight, as white eyes burn Death is in the air tonight, he waits his turn Soul reaper of the underworld, high-born and bred Whispering forgotten words, from years long past Servant of the queen by right, her chosen one Keeper of the seance prime, the last in line Ravens call - welcome, night The uninvited one has arrived! Ravens call - welcome, night The uninvited one is inside! 1855 in the year of their lord His breath, it cracks and spits For every waiting life Underneath a waxing moon His dull dagger gleams They always beg and plead But there's no mercy here... Then he's gone, a blur in time, into the fog of the waiting night A pound of flesh, coins on the eyes, not one cared, no one dared ask why As it comes, so it goes, a stench of death in the morning light A pound of flesh, coins on the eyes, not one cared, no one dared ask why ...welcome, night!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Out of the dark, howl of the beast Voices are calling from the deceased With candle in hand, a cross to my throat I speak the unspeakable to the unknown The verse reversed, the path left-hand They answer the call, the call of the damned Out from the deep, a chorus of screams The baphomet fly, of blackened wing Avow... the crucifix burns to the touch Daemon... on blackened wing your darkness bring Daemon... the churches burn and the dead shall sing Backwards and forwards, the chanting begins Rite of the templar, the codex obscure A chill in the air, a twitch of the nerve Summons them all to the astral curse Avow... the crucifix burns to the touch Daemon... on blackened wing your darkness bring Daemon... the churches burn and the dead shall sing Bleeding from the eyes and parched with thirst The death grip comes with wisdom's birth Gripping... choking the life out from me As the circle breaks And the old ones wake Like a shadow out of time... Daemon... on blackened wing your darkness bring Daemon... the churches burn and the dead shall sing

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

From the watch I can see them all Precious, living things One by one, they each will fall Food for the worms... ... and good deeds for the dead unsung Arrow's head, tread of the tank Human flesh for the wolves of war Piece by piece the machine will eat In what god's name should we kill for? So cold and clean And white as death These bleached, dry bones... are all that's left Into the fire of the enemy line For faith or flag, they're ready to die Flash of the blade, a twist of the knife Sends them to their grave and the afterlife So cold and clean And white as death These bleached, dry bones... are all that's left Crack of the whip, the Behemoth screams Annihilation time for the pawns of war Snap their necks, burn their flesh An addition to the heap of deeds that are these bones So cold and clean And white as death These bleached, dry bones... are all that's left

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Storming the gate, the hour is the near, the idols of man Come crawling back again Blinded by faith, bonded by fear, the masses disperse As superstition reigns As superstition rules them all... the ouroboros eye! I am the prophet, the unbeliever, I have the vision, the great deceiver Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here Cleanse the flock, cleanse the mind, the cult demands And the cult is who decides Servants of Seth, tapping the vein, carving the skin The blood-rite now begins The blood-rite of Amun!... The ouroboros eye! Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here Raise the chalice! I am he, one and all, archetype and overlord! I am he, one and all, alpha and omega, stand in awe! Passive and numb, they eat their young, indoctrinate total devotion Cabalistic, mortified, teach them order, tame their worthless lives... I am the prophet, the unbeliever, I have the vision, the great deceiver Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here

Nearing from the skies above, a judgement dawning Six-winged celestial beings, now come calling Thunderous their flight descends, without warning Mouth of darkness, eclipse the sun, abyssal yawning Celebrate the golden throne, with sword in hand Come to cull the shepherd's herd, celestial reprimand Beelzebub, Leviathan and Asmodeus Fell from grace - The Seraphim, in heavenly betrayal March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan't be named March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame Praise! Give praise! Unto him! Carved in the text of Enoch - an eternal fall Ikisat of Gabriel, a flock led astray Overthrow the seven gates into the underworld The ninth order set afire, to burn in infamy March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan't be named March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame Praise! Give praise! Unto him! Kadish! Kadish! Unto him! Salvation is upon them The sulfur caves await To purify with everlasting fire... Swing open hell's gate March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan't be named March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame Praise! Give praise! Unto him! Kadish! Kadish! Unto him!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

This lust untempered, satanic desire A burning ambition for wealth divine A stroke of the pen, contract in blood My soul is his, but the world is mine Rivers of excess, humanity's creed A god among men crushing mortals at will Like rats they run, with fear in their eyes From a madman born of the devil's design At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done The gold and riches, the women and wine Come crashing down, unwinding in time Alas, the beast, great giver of greed Has come to reap what the bargain decreed At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done ...it is done!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

There's a bustle of leaves - as we move out of sight 13 is our number and the moon shines red tonight We gather to learn - the whispers from afar Knowledge and witchcraft - curses and spells - from a portal left ajar A midnight meeting - down by the ruined church Oh, spirits and demons, from stranger eons Who will be the presence here tonight? You.... have chosen to join this mass Only you know why you're here and why you chose tonight Leave all worldly faith and it will come to pass Don't break the circle - don't break the chant - and oooh, avoid its eyes! A midnight meeting - down by the ruined church Oh, spirits and demons, from stranger eons Who will be the presence here tonight? But wait, what is this presence here? - It's so much stronger than before! Oh no, why is this presence here? - This is not who we chanted for! - This is not who we chanted for! - It's so much stronger than before! The circle is brought to its knees, oh why did we catch his eye! The circle is under his will, and our coven catches fire... A midnight meeting - down by the ruined church Out of all the spirits and demons We should have known Who will be the presence here tonight? Out of all the spirits and demons, we should have known The unexpected presence would come to claim his own!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

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Stare into the abyss, hear it call your christian name A clandestine catacomb below the holy sphere Verses of the ancient text whispered to the air Rite of transformation - immortality is near A gnostic vision through chemistry In exaltation rampant devilry Wisdom from the codex, the necromantic art Elevating consciousness from dark ages past Older than their gods, older than their laws You are what they were, and what they once foresaw A gnostic vision through chemistry In exaltation rampant devilry Through sense perception in heresy You sow sedition unbridled blasphemy Cryptic, philosophy, the sulfur reeks from between the lines Altered, anatomy, the codes unveil what the scripture hides The alchemist speaks in tongues The conjuring, meet the all-knowing one A gnostic vision through chemistry In exaltation rampant devilry Through sense perception in heresy You sow sedition unbridled blasphemy ...Aaaahh.... where's my pentagram! I cannot pass without it!!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025