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Die By The Sword
06:24
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This war rages on as long as you keep believing in your fake fucking god
I've slept for to long, bide my rage sharpen my axe with armor on I advance
I have been thirsty for this hunt, my bones ache
I must replenish my vitality with a potion of holy blood
If i live by the sword then I will die by the sword
Collaborate amongst yourselves the reason for this stupidity, you will fail
Associate the wrongdoings of priests with society, still the children wail
Satan waits for you, demons feed on your soul
Accept my steel through your heart, this battle is not won with blood
Sometimes I can't believe I exist in a time where the world is run by ignorant fools
Holding the cross like its their cock, yet here we are...
Believing the lies, submitting our minds to religious conformity
Invert the cross, tie the noose - kick the chair, open your eyes!
So I call upon the demon of sorrow, asking him for no tomorrow
Id rather die than live in this shithole...
There is no such thing as peace, a dream only a fool dreams
If you choose to live by the sword then you MUST die by the.... SWORD!
Go kill yourself.
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Frostbitten To Hell
05:34
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Black as hel, cold as hate
Emancipate
Soul is lost, demon of frost
Deviate
Icy Veins, Landscape untamed
To weather submit, frostbitten to shit
A warriors mind is only as sharp as his blade
A palace of light once, now decayed
I cringe at warmth, positivity
I dont care if my bitterness affects my longevity
No desire to live, I let my body drift
Into the arctic abyss, the temperature could not be as negative as me
Stand upon the rock which Lucifer fell
Within the frozen tundra, frostbitten to hell
Sharp points incise your skin
A frozen soul at bay theirin, crying for suicide
but then your blood turns to ice
Frostbitten to hell
We are condemned to dwell
Frostbitten to shit
Upon the living we spit
Frostbitten to hell
I have no soul to sell
Frostbitten to shit
I guess this is fuckin' it....
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The Suffering Ghost
05:07
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The coldest wind that blows reminds me of a home
I have not touched with my own hands but have seen with my broken soul
Covered in the blood of the innocent
The path I traverse is not shared with others
I walk alone amonbst the ether, my bloody heart hangs by a tether
The suffering ghost
Suicide upon a throne
A cold wind blows into an empty hall of broken strength
Still recouperating from the affects of the christian stank
A message in the sky, forgotten wisdom, Odin's eye
Your religious lies bring no comfort to those enlightened by darknesss
Give me darkness, allfather!
"NONE CAN MATCH THE STRENGTH OF ODIN"
If you were dead like me youd love to watch the others bleed,
drain them dry of their pride and stand upon their rotting hide
If you were dead like me you would dream of hanging from a tree,
give one eye for your belief and travel down.... dark paths
Dark paths unseen
If you were dead like me
If you were dead like me...
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Ved Midnatt...
06:07
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Jeg vandrer gjennom marken
Jeg ser kroppen til en døende hjort
Vinden bærer hvisking som
bare kan høres av de døde
Jeg snubler borti en ensom mann
Hengt i et asketre
Sjelen hans dingler ved
siden av hans døde kropp
Jeg finner bein fra barn
Støvet ned på en ødelagt sti
Deres mødre søker endeløst
i evig desperasjon
Med endeløs sorg er
jeg besatt av tortur
Jeg er fylt med sinne
Fanget i dødens kalde hånd
Der jeg går
der jeg ser
Sløret er løftet
i det hjemsøkte kalde riket
Kald vind fra nord
gir meg fred
Et kaldt hvitt glimt
på frossen krans
Steinene sover på
gammel slagmark
Evig jaget av Helvetes hunder
Besatt av Satans kraft for all tid
Jeg er besatt og vil alltid forbli!oo
Ved midnatt vandrer jeg
mellom de levende og dødes verden
Desperasjonens vei er lang
Min sorg er dypere enn den svarteste natt
Ved midnatt vandrer jeg blant trær
Jeg samler sjelene fra de gamle døde
De mørke hvisker til meg
Om hemmeligheter fra underverden!
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Incumbent Kaos!
07:48
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Ill drink so much to wake up dead
Ill smoke so much ill lose my head
Paranoia is setting in, my skin is raw
Nestled gently in Satans claw
I shut my eyes, I hope I go blind
It's easier than you think to lose your mind
"If I scream loud enough will I lose my voice?"
Parading around you fucking prick, like you have a choice!
Exist to serve well thats your loss
None of us can escape, incumbent kaos!
I can smell your putrid stench....
The stench of life!
You hate me and you despise, my rebuttal an my reprise:
I am sublte but I am not lost, defamation of character was bit a piece of the cost
Why do you mock me when you do not understand?
And why is your only goal to repremand
The darkness that I have bevome when it was forged by you and "gods only son"?
So now i sit upon a throne of skulls; devoid of life, devoid of hope
And the so called empathy you say I lack has been tortured and strangled into a form of attack
THERE'S NO COMING BACK
A swarm of insects, blood spray on the wall
Rotting intestines, regurgitated mouth ful
Corrupted wisdom, the desire to kill
Blessed by the visions of death, life without the thrill
Exist to serve well thats your loss
None of us can escape, incumbent kaos!
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Fealty Of Diabolism
06:27
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I see no color in the sky
The trees sway and yet I feel no wind
I watch my fires burn and yet I cannot embrace the warmth
Am I alive or am I just delusional?
What can you call humanity in a world like this?
A burning aura surrounds me
The great GOBLIN REAPER of light
It takes no form but twisted shadows
I am the chosen one, it is my time die
I crawl into mouth of hell
Wish me well....
My tears rolls of of a monstrous boulder
My hair entwined with the aching earth
My eyes have seen only the greenest pastures, once bloodied by a spiritless war
I call your name in the dark
I feel your sweet caress
My names are many, concealing power not just within nature but also within you
The ethereal trumpet is sounded from the dark abode of tartarus,
for this is your call to ascend with me
I bring, in many shapes, THE BLACK FLAME
Look upon me for with my name of power, am I trumphant
And bearing a great and terrible light!
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Gather, All Ye Hellions
05:23
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I float in a river of blood, face down where i drowned
The worms eat my eyes
As the tide rolls in my flesh melts away
I walked to my own doom, naked I embraced the filth
I sacrificed myself to Lucifer at my own will
I AM REVIVED
Welcome the bane of the light and the horned ones unholy strife
Glory, a warrior reborn in the great graces of evil!
Gather, all ye hellions...
the heads of Christ and Abraham are yours for retrieval
I perform upon you now a black magick thrash ritual
To summon the demon within
Shining black armor, engraved with daemonic blasphemies
To sicken our dogmatic enemies!
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Mistress Of Mayhem
06:01
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She calls to me from under the winter moon
Her eyes laden with fire
Her bed is swarming with venomous snakes and the poison tastes so sweet
She demands an offering, I cannot disobey her words
So i give her my soul in return...
In return for earthy pleasures
She is my witch of dark desire, a bitch who feasts on the liars
She would have you too but she is only mine
She stands naked under a black robe bare to the woods that surround her
She calls out to this darkness it answers her with a sign
She can hear the voices of the dead
She can taste the torment on your bleeding lips
Her nails carve "love" into to your flesh
You die to her, worship her body
You're a slave to the pain
You show your weakness, hide your disdain
She is my witch of dreams, bitch queen of fiends
You cannot handle the power
She moans upon my flesh tower
Shes a vampyric beast, on my seed she'll feast
She'll take my rod of pleasure deeper than any mortal measure
She'll suck the life right out of me
Under candlelight, demons free
Her breasts fill my eyes
Her flower...
A BLOODY DEMISE
Mistress...
Mistress Of Mayhem
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I wander through the fields, I see the body of a dying deer
The wind carries whispers that only the dead can hear
LISTEN!
I stumble upon a lone man hanged upon an ashen tree
His soul swings beside his dead body
I find the bones of children bestowed upon a broken path
Their mothers search in eternal damnation
With sorrow unending I am possessed by torment
Taken by rage, Gripped by deaths cold hand
Everywhere i go and everywhere I look
The veil is lifted into the cold realm of the haunted
The mortal chill brings me peace
A cold white blaze upon the frosted wreath
The stones are sleeping on ancient battlegrounds
Eternally chased by the hounds of hell
For all time enchanted by satans spell
I am haunted and forever will be
At midnight I walk between the worlds
Between the living and the dead
The road of depair is long, my sorrow is deeper than the blackest night
At midnight i walk through the trees
I gather the spirit of ancient corpses
The dark ones whisper to me
Great secrets of the underworld!
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