Anael
Album • 2003
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Morbid serenade for ... Heretic vocation to darkness Pride of the first in hell Occult force of imagination Unholy expression resounds eternal Infernal spirit of the fallen hear my call, let the fire of vengeance rise, rise, rise, rise ... Greet the voice that promises infinite rebirth of beauty and power Spark of evil creation Denier of blind worship Blasphemy dissolves the rotten law of men
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
And black dry tears rolled down my empty orbits While you remember with sorrow your ancient splendour The colossal pomps of this whitered remote times And yor regret impotent your depressing existence You oh pharaon, you oh so great and lofty king You without peace are now obliged to be derided Exposed into a museum for the pleasure of masses of courious They don't understand the tragedy of your poor remains. To be a black mummy! And now you return to that fatal cursed day First you had power and shortly afterwards were dead! Bonded at those ragges bandages for arcane doom You hear again the strange words of the nile's priest That you consacrated immortal as your ancestral will With holy bandages, the oils and unknown baptisms And at last this strange state that you've never forecast Dead among the living and alive among the dead!
Submitted by Immortal — Nov 13, 2025
Eius sanguis supra nos et super filios nostros En nomine dei nostri sathanas luciferi excelsi
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Lucifer, father of the doom He is darkness, he is light He is our shelter from the world of ignorance He is our sword in the war for freedom He is death, he is birth He is hate, he is victory He is our passion for the absurd dreams He is our way through a life of emptiness He is the shine of silver, he is the gold of spirit Avenger of the executed Mason of our fortune Key of the invisible Reason of our search He is scorn, he is justice He is the flame of the fire of truth He is the symbol of our eternal resistance Blind our enemies, light our path Guide our soul into infinity We are his glory, he is our triumph
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
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