They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral
For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling to my hands When the moment sings
For I have read the signs And I have solved the riddle of eternal life The Jinnah have spoken
For I have read the signs And I have solved the riddle of eternal life...
(From The Dark Past)
A face in stone... decayed by age A man who has returned to tell of his damnation Fears so deep, the mouth open wide The scream died away before dawn of this time The eyes - stares so empty The mouth - screams so silent Tell me! - what did you see there? In the darkness - of the past Ancient times legends stories so dark Blackened his sight, now not even the memories are left Back after such a long time the stone is cold as death But what formed it's true fears only the wind is able to tell
The death throes of your final benediction echoes Down the spiral of the world's spine Down upon your great army behind the burning lake The fiery last days of your reign on earth
Your falseness is your pity pride Your cowardliness is your whole life
My blood is the way of your future My army of pureness will crush your idols
Age of empire total war Paradise lies in the shadow of my sword Have i been understood?
In a circle of stars In the afterglow of the last war Do you hear the voice? Nothing but demon ashes remained You lost everything you believed But me the reconstructionist the voice All paranoia of rotting drugs What could be Satan himself? One star left in the rotting ocean You scream in birth all of you A river left... a river of blood Of life... a new All paranoia of rotting drugs What could be Satan himself? I feel the light breeze The sun takes control And nothing here remains But you but me
For everything around me which I experience is cold and dead The blood of others are of a colder substance and taste Therefore I must spill and serve, The blood that in me runs vibrant In the frost of the dying minds, Of Western society I recreate It will be the resurrection, Of the brotherhood of holy death In the year of the Holy Roman Empire, Of night times to come and last The day of which I shall, Lay my sword upon your throats Upon the mighty warriors, Of the land of northern regions Upon the shores of our desolate coast within the waves I can see the wreckage floating ashore of the dying culture And so I greet those who still have eyes to observe and see And who still have courage to break through into the dying light
Visions of that no mornings light ever will come. I'm to old now. The dark is so near, will I ever reach the land beyond This is where we go when we have to die. I've been old since the birth of time.Time buried me in earth centuries ago, I tasted blood. Buried by time and dust. Many years has pasted since the funeral. Missing the blood of human throats so many years, ages ago. I must await, feel my bodies stench. Wanderings out of space. Wandering out of time. A world out of light, death at the end. Only silence can be heard, silence of peoples tears. No one knows my grave. Buried by time and dust.
You have now entered from the womb In my reconstruction from deconstruction Where instruments of genetic distortion is me Abandon your pious ways You Between sacrifice and worms It will Take you lifetimes of dying to live again In my strata of war And you think that death is finally home Morphing in cell structures The future is still hidden Time bends like mirror light I am in your mind You are part of me As me in you, you in me
Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain KILL
Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain
Winds of war, winds of hate Armageddon, tales from Hell The wage of mayhem, the wage of sin Come and hear, Lucifer sings
Command for blood, command for war Command for Satan, command for Hell Command for blood, command for war Command for Satan, command for Hell Command for blood Command for Satan Command for you
In the century where man dies We the huntress of the hollow hills Must put ourselves above pity Above self deception as law We must be again as once were We the soul of the earth As reaping time descends The sour gain of mercy withers Into the night we must go into the darkest abyss To a level of consciousness unknown to Christendom We want life we crush the dream of heaven As we bring the blade down one swift move We are the chosen ones chosen by will to life You life lairs crawl on you banded knees As you finally die you will eventually have lost more By not living by the sword than what you lose in death Not by mercy by strength we end your pity lives Not by spirit by flesh we awaken the beast within Knee deep in your repulsive blood we march Victorious by the power of our minds and bodies Watch the twilight of your god As you system cracks and all your life is dead priest Take a look into our minds Feel the pulse of omnipotent strength Take a look into our souls Feel your life drained of everything that was Hear my words feel my wrath Your death is sweet All your life is dead priest DEAD!!
In the century where man dies We the huntress of the hollow hills Must put ourselves above pity Above self deception as law We must be again as once were We the soul of the earth As reaping time descends The sour gain of mercy withers Into the night we must go into the darkest abyss To a level of consciousness unknown to Christendom We want life we crush the dream of heaven As we bring the blade down one swift move We are the chosen ones chosen by will to life You life lairs crawl on you banded knees As you finally die you will eventually have lost more By not living by the sword than what you lose in death Not by mercy by strength we end your pity lives Not by spirit by flesh we awaken the beast within Knee deep in your repulsive blood we march Victorious by the power of our minds and bodies Watch the twilight of your god As you system cracks and all your life is dead priest Take a look into our minds Feel the pulse of omnipotent strength Take a look into our souls Feel your life drained of everything that was Hear my words feel my wrath Your death is sweet All your life is dead priest DEAD!!
"I will present you with this fornication. Something in space-time is logically ill." What can be seen in the rear view mirror, expectancy was a Mephisto's gasp, Your past was never quite there, there was nothing that loose in the constituents of your substance, it does indeed exist in parts of your neural commitments to the mind body, Or does evil exist? There was always something paranoid in the ways she behaved in your guilt, Conclusions are never to be trusted! You are not dead, you never existed... You are not dead.
Her devotees were never that pure, pure existence was never arbitrary, Not in my convictions of the truth, she gave the demon seeds life, the necessity of the game given, displayed a virtue unseen in you.
There is gang-green in the tubes, of the vermicular ethics of how your world view presents itself.
Contradictions in terms of how, your life evolves in the chain of being. I claim you were never a part of reality.
This is where your life lie grows pale, never known to your mirror self, She was a creature alive in you, But I put my hand through the...
"Hell was never an option for you, Luciferian tolerance yields the given, Your dissolving truth tables" You are not dead, you never existed
"The sum of all you ever knew equals zero." You are not dead, you never existed. You are not dead, you never existed... You are not dead, you never existed.
The claws of death await you Soul less on your deathbed The witches dance in circles As your manhood fades away When the world of glass shatters A shapeshifter appears before you Exposing your loathsome self Life does not forgive weakness
This is all but falseness You have nothing, you are nothing I shall reveal your truth I Am the Ghoul you fear I Am the psychic truth I Was There when Satan went
