gathered at the flames of Hell
I piss on the rightous falacies,I defile the cross,and glorify the night of the left hand
I am the demon of hate,I am the demon of lust,my love is in the midnight,where graves lie
my bed is a tomb
my pact with Satan,written in the blood of my own selfs sacrifice,for I am his eternally
Embrace the darkness,all chains are broken,this is the hour
of xtian doom
the words of Satan are spoken
this is the rite of blasphemy,this is my right to be free,this is my rite,I am me Forsaking all that is good
feel my anger,feel my bite
Demon in flesh,body defiled
created in death
a decrepted child
My wrath,my fight,my death,my life
GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!
I SILENCE THE WORDS OF MORTALS
YOU EXIST NO MORE
living in the black flames
my music is the scream of pain!
I am in the hours of midnight
when darkness rules
HOLD ME....AND YOU GRASP HELL
I am both love and hate
for both my fate would contemplate
my eternal cosmic suffering
an ecstatic climax
as I am the altar inverted,I am the altar of Satan.
MY BODY,MY SACRIFICE
melting in the flames
I be one
bound by the shrouds of death,tomb of death,my bed
Holding back nothing---I give all
keeping nothing---giving everything to the darkness in abandon----as I am one with the wraith
I AM CONSUMED!
now it be done
now it is said
shadows will dance
on unholy graves
to drink the blood of Satan in unholy caves
THE BLOOD OF SATAN
WILL DROWN THE RIGHTIOUS,WILL DROWN THE RIGHTIOUS BULLSHIT!
negra imaculatus,portente esculante,pan,nefuratium,extrenium,pasculante demonius
infernium eternium,agnorab,enscentias,mas,et mas evil.
Come grave dwellers from your murky pits
Come Ghouls and Wraith of the Netherworlds
BEELTAZAR UNUM,PORTENTE ABSOLUTE,AVE DEMONICUS,E VI-IM-AZARIBORAGH---PHANTAM--DOMINATIO--ASKABAR--IN-COMBINE--SUC-DOMINI-INFERNUS POR NEGRITA EN MORTE TU DIABOLICA ET IMPORTANTE---DESACRILUM--FACULUS--ENTRI--SATANAS--BAEZZ--UNUM PATRICE ET SOLUM VENTRI--AVE SATANAS\' '/
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order of the Crow
the straw that keeps him
the flesh offered to pits below
The blood that serves him,the bodies he will keep,for now awake
he will take
ALL TO AN ENDLESS SLEEP!
It is the time of the reaper,harvest of the flesh,time of the reborn and the time of death
what in the world could save one?
from this certain plight
not now
and not ever
for the reaper comes tonight
Mr.Black dancing under the moon painted in gory detail,his face a portal to Hell
metal and knives juggled by demons,laughs that echo in a wall of mirrors
pestilence and disharmony,in tune with insanity...he dances with you,and before you,the voices resound,around you
in you
ghouls of evertide
even in silence,they still speak...under the sillouete of tents,and chests that hold magicks,one final laugh..this one is on you?????hello Mr. Happy Black!