Bitter Winds (So Cold)
A blood-red sky,
a darkened sky,
purging the world of Heaven’s light.
The moonlight, reflecting
from the new snow, fallen
from an ancient time.
The sun shall not rise,
worlds shattered
into eternal darkness.
The howling winds,
emanating through the night,
the horns of an invading army.
Bitter winds, biting
the flesh from my bones
I’m so fucking cold.
I’m so fucking cold.
The winds continue to howl,
frost withering the trees.
Desolation, stirring
death through my veins.
The cold air, oppressing
the lost wanderer.
Snow covered mountains,
the frozen northern winds
penetrating the night,
as the sun turns black,
sounding horns of eternal dusk.
I’m so fucking cold.
I’m so fucking cold.
My soul is frozen,
frigid as the northern peaks,
but ablaze with black fire.
Winter winds, corrupting eternity,
whispering only death.
Wall of Silence
Black rivers flow silently,
eroding memories, leaving
me empty in halls of
reflection, mirroring
something unrecognizable.
I have wandered these empty woods
for what seems like eternity, no hope.
Shadows dance in the moonlight
as a cold wind descends, piercing
through the flesh and the stone.
Surrounded by silence.
Distant voices scream from the edge of the woods.
The triumphant howling of wolves.
A blackened forest hiding secrets within its walls,
a dreamlike moon frozen in time.
I heard the voices then, singing,
a glorious melody.
Stirring deep within, a passing
reflection staring back,
surrounded by enveloping darkness.
A raven flaps its wings in the night,
meeting my gaze as I search for life,
yet we both find nothing.
The reflection trembles, relieving me
from the soul-piercing stare.
Surrounded by silence.
Distant voices scream from the depths of the woods.
The triumphant howling of wolves.
A blackened forest hiding secrets within its walls,
a dreamlike moon frozen in time.
I know I’ve been here before,
within these endless halls.
The chanting ceases, alone
again, as silence resumes.
I can hear nothing, nothing.
I can feel nothing, nothing…
Descent of Eternal Sorrow
“…through me you enter into the city of woes
through me you enter into eternal pain
through me you enter the population of loss.
Abandon all hope, you who enter here…”
Flaming gates, defiant,
echoes of damnation,
tormented, deafening screams.
Unknowable chaos, shifting
within dimensions of darkness.
Blazing fires, the heat of
a thousand suns,
the never-ending flames.
The flames are shining bright.
Look to the heavens and despair.
My master calls…
Descending into the flaming maw,
beyond the annals of time
and shifting realities.
Ancient power, lord of night,
forever in triumph.
The flames are shining bright.
The wind howls in response.
Down, descending forever
as the flames dance wildly.
The darkness is looming,
approaching dark lords,
forever separated from
God’s iron will.
Trapped for eternity,
there is no escape.
Staring into the Black
Left in the shadows,
alone and cold.
Lying crying and screaming
for death’s cold embrace.
Cursing the name of God.
Shattered, broken
living in fear of the
mask of anguish,
the mask that you wear
to hide yourself
from the worlds beyond.
Surrounded by darkness,
the world becomes black.
Look deep, inside the shadows,
what do you see?
Your beauty, a facade,
a stranger with no place.
Gaze out to the endless seas
and despair.
Within the swirling chaos
the abyss stares back.
Staring into the black;
unveiling the mysteries
deep within.
Inside the darkness,
hopeless, pursued
by endless horrors.
The path that you follow
leaves you desolate and empty.
As the night descends,
a funeral dirge inside your head.
A lonely gasp of frigid air,
lost among the shadows.
Staring into the black;
on the precipice of
insanity’s reign.
Let not the light tempt you,
and let your dreams fall
into oblivion.
Bathed in the Unholy Fire
Pure evil, omnipresent,
a sense of impending ruin.
Freezing, binding death
as the torches blaze,
the flames of the abyss.
Inside the ancient tomb,
horrors await deep within
the bowels of the earth.
Bathed in the unholy fire.
Raped by the unholy ghost.
Bathed in the unholy fire.
Let yourself be freed
from the chains of the heavens.
Secrets revealed from
the ancient texts.
Cast off your shroud
and be reborn.
Read from the cryptic tome,
summoning gods of death.
The flames come to life,
furiously burning in the night.
Sacrificed, the cult
spills virgin blood.
Bathe in the cosmic light.
The endless devourer,
summoned from space and time.
Transcend this earthly tomb,
into unnameable dimensions
and blackened domains.
Bathed in the unholy fire.
Raped by the unholy ghost.
Bathed in the unholy fire.
Let yourself be freed
from the chains of the heavens.
Secrets revealed from
the ancient texts.
Cast off your shroud
and be reborn.
Cast down the gods
and burn the thrones of heavens.
Return to the Fields of Eternity
Deep in the moonlit forests,
shadows of mountains.
shrouded in a cold mist.
The forests speak, tales of
ancient secrets and untold sorrow.
Follow the song of the wind,
whispering in the impenetrable woods
echoes of the past.
A cold, lifeless night, descended
from the frozen black reaches.
The fog descends, consuming
the heavens in endless darkness.
As I walk within the halls of the dead,
I hear whispers, forgotten secrets.
Traveling above ancient sepulchers,
I hear the baying of wolves.
Descending upon the world,
oceans of clouds, enshrouding,
devouring the night sky.
Fading into existence,
dimensions of space as
the heavens are consumed.
Entombed, my bones return
to the earth that once birthed me.
Whispering, deafening,
as the silent snow falls.
Here I shall remain,
lost and forgotten.
Surrounded by
the sentinels
screaming to
be set free.
For the Glory of Satan
Under the earth, eternally burning,
resides my master, the unholy one.
Down in the depths of the abyss,
forever resting, plotting His revenge.
Bow to the great serpent!
Pay homage to the beast!
Crucify the servants of the lord,
and destroy the god of old!
For the glory of Satan,
my lord and master.
The one true redeemer of souls,
rise up and spill the blood of the holy.
Marching in the name of Lucifer,
under the wings of the fallen angel.
We rise!
To carry out the command of Satan.
Destroying, burning and raping God’s children.
We rise!
For the glory of Satan,
my lord and master.
The one residing in eternal fire,
rise up and spill the blood of the holy.
For the glory of Satan,
my lord and master.
The one who defies Christ,
rise up and spill the blood of the holy.
Under the earth, eternally burning,
resides my master, the unholy one.
Down in the depths of the abyss,
forever resting, plotting His revenge.
Bow to the great serpent!
Pay homage to the beast!
Crucify the servants of the lord,
and destroy the god of old!
Four Lords
Follow me, desolate soul,
into the depths of unknown.
Look to the north
as the black light shines.
Pray to the south,
as the shadows descend.
Beckoned from shrouded thrones,
through mystic rituals.
Feel the serpent’s breath upon your neck,
the darkness consumes.
Almighty gods of forgotten ages,
grant me your wisdom.
Summoning ancient spirits
from the endless shadows,
Lords of terror and hate,
grant me your power.
Descend from your thrones!
Enshroud us in your darkness!
Descending on winds of destruction,
bathe us in your light!
Come forth, Lucifer!
Ascending from the deepest waters,
envelop us with your might!
Come forth, Leviathan!
Lord of blasphemy, lord of lies,
weave thy spells against the light!
Come forth, Belial!
King of the eternal fires,
exert your dominion!
Come forth, Satan!
Shadow of Death
Under a moonlit sky,
the feeling of emptiness,
longing, lost in the shadows.
Melancholic woodlands,
embraced by a cold mist.
Empires long passed
in forgotten ruin, an empty shell.
Satan, I bleed, on the
precipice of death,
I come to join thee.
None shall escape
the shadow of death!
None shall stand before
the coming darkness!
Cosmic force, envelop me,
I stain the ancient stones
with my blood, with my life.
Endless night, take me,
shall have my grief, my joy,
my very soul.
Under a moonlit sky,
ancient rites have begun.
Life returns to the earth
from which it was wrought,
suicide in ancient woodlands.
Father, bring me to your
worlds beyond, unknowably
so that I may serve.
None shall escape
the shadow of death!
None shall stand before
the coming darkness!
Upon the Shadow Throne
Carried on the wings of Satan,
deep within the chasms of
the ancient abyss.
Bringing eternal night,
blood red storms plaguing the sky.
Born from the outer reaches
of the mighty, endless dark
descending, descending.
Summoned from ancient dimensions,
anointed in blood.
Raining down storms of destruction
upon the mortal realm.
Cleansing fires
of damnation’s reign,
burning in the moonlight,
calling His name.
Fallen from the heavens,
the black god of ancient stars.
Defying heaven’s law
covered in ash and death.
God of infinite power
grant me your wisdom.
Power insurmountable,
reigning in the endless flames.
The great serpent, lord of shadow.
No light hath shone
in the corners of forgotten realms.
O great lord of night!
O great god of shadow!
We shall forever sing
songs in praise of thee!
Outro: The Oceans are Never Silent
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