Songs of Sins and Decadence

Nobody knew what had engendered The phenomenon around the 11-year old The sudden appearance of a poltergeist It began with sweets and flowers And went on with hurled around stones Waking up with her clothes on fire The fires of Hell were glowing Waiting for her soul She could never walk away Wherever she would go She would never be left alone The mass of futile prayers Paved her way to the down below Alluring poison the seal of her soul The holy spirit proved to be helpless Against the power of Hell The prayers only enhanced her torment A circle of seance was formed To break through the evil spell By whom was the curse sent? "The depravity and evil... The misery and pain... You have to pay for the sins of your past life"

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 23, 2025

Your sombre eyes they pierce my soul Your flamboyant lips for a prey they prowl The night we met in that low-lit room Fullmoon, wolfbane bloomed You prepared me to break the chains of time ...to break the chains of life I can't but adore you My mistress conceived of demons Your body is my temple of elemental evil Your mind a labyrinth where I forever wander Your beauty eternal tears me asunder Cataclysmal was our flame of love When we walked the ruins of Byzantium For you I balanced on the edge of thorns ...until the end of the world Just before the dawn of day One can see two souls on their way Across the borders of time they fly Beyond mortality, away from the light Together we fill our souls with silent melancholy Our earthly lives washed away by the evening tide As shadows we are free to ride clouds in astral skies No death can break a love with a bond of blood immortalised A love that can never die...

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

Once I had a dream That inexorably Returned to me night by night Leading me to an ancient fantasy I sensed the warmth of the subtropical air Once I had risen out of the dreamworld abyss The heat of the sultry night was adorned By the gentle curve of her hips Midnight - when moonlight and shadows danced I met this dream from my dream Midnight - under taciturn stars I was under the spell of her beauty I handed her a black rose As a symbol of an everlasting commitment Its thorns gently pierced her soft skin Embellishing the sand with a sombre ornament Holding her hand I broke the silence and said No love could last forever even in a dream Down from the cliff we were standing on she fell A rain of red rose petals sealed her faith for eternity Midnight - when moonlight and shadows danced I bid farewell to this dream from my dream Midnight - under taciturn stars Forever only mine... her beauty The moonlit minarets they stood still Watching me disappearing in the desert horizon ...her memory haunting in eerie winds

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 23, 2025

To the web of sorcery we bound ourselves In this ancient dome at midnight hour To the voracious flames we sacrificed wisdom Out of the chaos smoke solidified infernal power The formula of the universe A cult devoted to Satan Redemption - of the concealed science Resurrection - of the dormant spectres of Hell Realisation - of the ever-lurking doom The shorn lamb will be slaughtered under a bleeding moon Visitation - to the servants of god Celebration - for the ones strong in dark faith Conflagration - set the ancient spirits free In the fire of Volcanus breeds the fountain of sorcery

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

At dusk she always disappeared The neighbours had no idea where They only knew what people talked After sin and lust they said she walked For years and years she could keep the secret Before some nosy parishers found out Why she had been shunning light For almost three years Angel de la Barthe - she was a devil's whore Angel - his offspring to this world she had borne Angel de la Barthe - she was a Satan's tart Angel - her perversions had been fed with blood Into the woods she had wondered Night after night lust she hungered To taste the platin horn she could Do what few women would For two years the monster son With a wolf's head and a devil's tail Had been alive feasting Upon the flesh of babies Angel did you know where all this would lead? From the moment of passion into the fire If only he could come and save you now But he's waiting for your soul to come down and feed his desires

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

An old crow sat there greeting the looming dawn That was undressing the atrocity darkness had adorned By the growls of the hound of god the gallows had been built Three bodies hanging as ugly fruit of unholy guilt Nobody could forebode What they would concede The Witchfinder General The serum of god to make you speak And the sun set over Lavenham (burn, burn, burn) Pyres fed the righteous desires Sundown over Lavenham (burn, burn, burn) Witches burnt in a holy fire Little did he know about the powers That were present yet unseen The bells of his funeral were already chiming But blinded was he by his greed Satan did not abandon his disciples That for long had sworn to his might The iron fist of evil was squeezing the town The legions of Hell would rule the night Crawl, hound of god, crawl! The old crow sat there watching the descending night Witches dragged the wailing General to die Stultifying the erodicated divine power The menace to their nocturnal rites was over He couldn't forebode Witchcraft was reality The Witchfinder General The hound of god down on his knees And the sun set over Lavenham (burn, burn, burn) Only embers remained from the pyres Sundown over Lavenham (burn, burn, burn) Hopkins burning in Hellfire

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

A brazing fire flies thru the night at the speed of light Thunder roaring Heavy Metal power the only might Smell of burning flesh and blood His fists reap wimps like a scythe His mouth belches insults like a machine gun The city walls echo his battlecries There's no escape from his wrath Say your prayers 'cos he's coming for you Tormentor - he's pure Heavy Metal from head to heels Wimp Reaper - play him disco and see how it feels Tormentor - he never stays in he's out for you every night Wimp Reaper - wimps leave with a broken nose & a pair of black eyes You can see it in his eyes his flammable rage against disco pufters Whenever he hears false metal sounds of breaking bones accompany his laughter His nose detects a wimp anywhere You won't have a chance against his might He's a guerrilla of Metal Strikes fast and disappears into the night

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025

Überall sind die Lichter erloschen die Stadt schläft nun ruhig und tief Nur eine Seele zieht einsam durch den Regen der des Nachtens Schwärze und Elend noch betont Des Nachtens muß die Seele wandern in ihrer Suche nach ewiger Liebe Gestorben ist einst ihr Herz und ließ die Kälte zurück Des Mörders Hände Fluch zum Symbol ward der Liebenden Blute für Unverzeihlichkeit und Hoffnungslosigkeit und für die Wanderung in ewiger Verdammnis Von Gott verlassen Ein endloser Weg in Dunkelheit Gemeinsam mit den endlosen Schatten entschwindet sie bei Sonnenaufgang

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

Alison saw them riding along the skyline of fire Like harbingers of infernal ire A blitz of decadence into the dormant world Seraphs seared falling into the murk Out of the welkins boreal Devastation to bring The blight of stability With blazing ardour Smiting the serene The left hand of eternity Alison kept on ogling the pompous sight The flame of her reverie ultimately to ignite To come was the checkmate of her foes Her rightful place on the right side of the throne Her summonings evoked the brothers in evil Had the singular form been false In the exegeses about the coming of the Antichrist?

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025

The oceans roll over the nocturnal landscape Drenching the corpse-filled ground Draining the last sap out of the skyclad earth Plague and hailstorms abound The boreal sky burns in the sign of pentacle The arrival of the Ones The trumpets celebrate the Apollyon's warriors The Apocalypse has begun The four warriors ride on dragons through the eerie night Bringing the True Ones mirth and to christendom blight The Harbingers of Metal Heavens burn before their might The Harbingers of Metal Resume the ancient Metal pride The destruction of the ark of covenant A wormwood to god The enigma of the fallacious cabal solved Eden drowning in blood With the whore of Babylon the four sip The fierce wine of her fornication The books of St. Augustine were burned By the Metal conflagration

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025