Artefact
Album • 2004
Come from ancient civilizations of millenar centuries Menhir keeps its full magic power through the ages Under the banner of the stone, don't fear the spellbound of the sorcerer Vortex of sorrow can't touch your soul Machiavelic artifact of the wizards never worried him Under the mountains Near the altar of wisdom, await the mystical oracle that consecrates the chosen one. The village acclaims a new god with pipes and horns. Made of meteorits and starfires, the rocks illuminate the citadel with hyperboreal light But the times of armageddon are coming The wrath of the black horde has begun Once he's mastering the art of the ancient wisdom no one can touch him The constellations of Aldebaran and Antares are now shining
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Fire, end of disease The gloomy shadows are now released And in the twilight I fear my sight But I am mad, and yes, I like kingdom of monsters, chapel of ghouls Devastating the land, delirium of pure destruction, I am deep insane My eyes are full of blood, soon it will be my hands Kingdom of monsters, chapel of ghouls, my pleasure ! I am back, more evil than before I am cruel, my heart is down the floor Don't ask me why, I tell no lie I am the son of solstice.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Black ships on fire, haunting the sea Definding their homes, against the wind Battalions of fear, resisting the onslaught Retriving the faith, in deep agony Our minds are lying my friend, we'll never survive The nearer death is, the more the ship dives In this resurrection, we tried to resist So never forget, and rest in peace.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
Spit in a graveyard, after having lived hell Live at the mercy of an evil gloomy spell Possessed by an overactive force Guided through a hole of perversion Misunderstanding the reasons for this hate But loving, suffering and demanding ever more Power from the owner of supremacy The god of fear is knowing your needs All the passions you'll have to forget To become the toy he will get [Solo guitare] Your mind is empty and your words have now left Unable to express like in death To kill your envy, to possess your soul Demonic order / shattering road Let you fall deeper in this sweet kind of hell Never a come back that soon you can tell
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
To a all setherials, the weaker ones To shatter and kill and make the world fall in the dark Call me insane, make me starve, but you can't make me fight for your evil desire Satanic weak souls, not even stronger than anyone else's intentions Falling from grace and what else ? Stronger ones will never follow you Warriors of the cosmic light, shadows who will keep on fight Defending your throne, and preaching, singing your croon To a all setherials, the weaker ones To shatter and kill and make the world fall in the dark Call me insane, make me starve, but you can't make me fight for your fucking stupid goals With your culture, your knowledge, how can you believe such a calamity ? Disintegrate, erase, torture, we can't build a world founding our faith on this stuff Dismembering, the order could be the solution Prince of darkness should help us find a solution But poetries and utopias are not made to be realized Could we believe something All is neverending.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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