Ερείπια ψυχών

(<em>Instrumental</em>)<br/>

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Awaiting for the magical black feast, the ceremony of the black oath shall begin<br/> <br/> Under the ritual of the dark priests towards the passage of the mystical black oath<br/> <br/> Once again guide us to the world of sin facing the day of wrath that coming closer The false holiness is for the weak at the new dawn the honour of their god will disappear<br/> <br/> Under the sign of a misty baphomet We summon for the stygian kingdoms<br/> <br/> The dark priests isolated in their apocryphal cave near the spooky mountains and forests old shadows they invoke, the candles still burning for the ancient black flame is eternally alive<br/> <br/> I'm drawing the death with my fantasy create rivers with flaming tears Like apparent death in my dreams guide me through the fog and silence to the gloomy skies<br/> <br/> Dressed in black and kiss the dead dreadful shadows follow the lifeless old man wearing the ancestral veil and dancing in the wind as the witchcraft perish slowly in the sky<br/> <br/> I saw up there the crescent that was rotting in the shadow of death In the surface of the lake I can't see my face but another strange hallucination<br/> <br/> With their wretched nails cuts the wrinkled skin Immolate the purity's blood across the fields where the first drops lied the

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

A dead holy icon with tears of blood the morbid saint's praying for his death<br/> <br/> Screams of pain from the deepest abyss the maccabre dance.. listen to the spells of death In the shuddering silence of the snowy night Under the shadow of death..<br/> <br/> Strange figures dancing the maccabre dance around me My sins are falling with the impetuous rain my thoughts are wandering into centuries by the side of the wind and the shuddering silence of the snowy night<br/> <br/> Screams of pain from the deepest abyss the maccabre dance.. listen to the spells of death In the shuddering silence of the snowy night Under the shadow of death..<br/> <br/> From my dark chamber reaching again funeral shades walk beyond my soul Infernal forces from the bowels of the earth there where the ancient skull chants<br/> <br/> Howling winds follow you Eerie sounds haunt you Spirits walk on the funeral fire Above the mist that covers the valleys of death<br/> <br/> In flames the temple of god sharp nails of death fullfilled are all the prophecies the Ancient ones they came true..<br/> <br/> There where the light of the moon dying slowly in the dark Screams of desperation, dreadful shadows covered the yelling in their silence..<br/> <br/> Travelling through the rivers of death Shadows grow stronger with your fear Old spirits has fallen into eternal oblivion down there in the deepest abyss of Tartarus..

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Εξορία στο χρυσό αιώνα στην εποχή του σκότους ...πέραν των μορφών, των χρωμάτων και των ήχων..<br/> <br/> Στη μυστηριώδη και αλάνθαστη σοφία σε αρχέγωνα δάση, σε απύθμενους ωκεανούς ..και των σφαιρών στα σκοτεινά πεδία.. ..εκεί όπου τραγουδά η νεκροκεφαλή..<br/> <br/> Το πνευμα επιζεί στους ύμνους στα τραγούδια και τα σύμβολα στη δροσερή σκιά των ατελείωτων δασών Στις ακτές, στις ανέγγιχτες κορυφές των Ορέων ανάμεσα σε ερείπια, ερείπια ψυχών.. εκεί όπου τραγουδά η νεκροκεφαλή..<br/> <br/> Άδεια βλέμματα μάταια στο κενό καρφωμένα Μάτια στερημένα απο οράματα και ιδανικά Το αιώνιο σύμβολο του Ήλιου κεντημένο στο μαύρο πουκάμισο απο νεράϊδες, με νήμα χρυσο-πόρφυρο..<br/> <br/> Η νύχτα ήταν βροχερή στη μυστική πόλη των λειψάνων η μυρωδιά του θανάτου...στο ναό των φαντασμάτων Φόβος έτρεφε ψυχές και απλωνόταν στους αιθέρες εκεί όπου τραγουδά η νεκροκεφαλή..<br/> <br/> ..και οι εξόριστοι της μέρας οι Εωσφόροι στη μέση του ναού, στο βάθρο του βωμού την ώρα δοξάζει της θυσίας των ευγενών ενστίκτων και της βίας..

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

I have chosen death, journey into eternity the legion of immortal souls is near for me..<br/> <br/> Gnomes from beyond time and from above death Primordial darkness.. feel the aura of immortal souls..<br/> <br/> Hear the winds from the past, howling through the haunted woods there stands a deadly knight, who rapes the wombs of all purity..<br/> <br/> The sacred dark hills of the ancient ceremonies In front of the altars of blasphemy, feel the cold of death Tonight the witches sabbath they dance in a deep satanic trance you see spectres and phantoms in this flickering light.<br/> <br/> the charm with the sigil of the ancient dead skull a horrid labyrinth with dying stars..<br/> <br/> Into hades I'll be burnt, at the end of the funeral In this darkest night, the coffin is buried under the light of the moon<br/> <br/> Rotting shadows spreading evil to all satanic souls Infernal chants, the sound of the serpent Pray for your eternal life in hell Slay the lamb of god who had worshiped the jew..<br/> <br/> We chose to follow the path of thorns there where the dawn of sun is far away from us I shrive to myself, I praise this man beyond time His rays illuminate our path..<br/> <br/> Only revengeful and hateful emotions dwells within my heart Now again after many centuries the pure evil still dwells in my heart..<br/> <br/> Under the sign of the goat's spirit Into the ceremony of the unholy baphomet, We pray for total Death..

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Bury the sunlight under the claws of HIM aeons fall to dust on black thrones of chaos Apocryphal hymns are sung around the circle of fire Whispering melodies in this glorious conspiracy<br/> <br/> Chanting to the depths of the abyss devoid of organic life into avoid of spectres they walk a real nightmare.. echoes from the depths of Golgotha dark and cold, sun dying in shadows..<br/> <br/> In the beauty of darkness, on the hills of crucifixion awaiting for the diabolical gate to open again towards the haunted passage souls they enter and pass to the darkest paths of Golgotha<br/> <br/> Infernal forces call from the other side eternal journey into the cauldrons Mocking the shadows, cast by the candles from the cosmic fields summoning the evil ghosts<br/> <br/> Screams of greed from a kingdom possessed by pain a passage of mystery lost in legend and time Figures from the past gather and form a circle ...drink the sacrament of purity..<br/> <br/> Obeying his malicious intention, loathing the holy trinity reversed psalms, unholy liturgy, a ritual for the mighty.. Exorcize all these crepuscular demons psalmodies echoed from the darkest paths of Golgotha.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

From Maracanda and Sogdiana in the North to Ghandara in the east the gedrosian desert in the South kingdom of a thousand cities, now lies in obscurity<br/> <br/> Among the banks of the Oxus and the foothills of Hindu-Kush Remnants of an ancient kingdom, founded by Alexander the Divine<br/> <br/> Menander the Great, king of Sangala, conqueror of Pataliputra Morphed into legend, his remains divided, among the cities enshrined for all eternity<br/> <br/> Hellenistic glory of illuminating kings from the Euthidemid dynasty to Eukratides the usurper<br/> <br/> A perfumed altar in the shade of tall trees pour rich libations and sacrifice In order that he might entice you to guard the greatest of all kings Oh! Hestia the honoured one.<br/> <br/> The time will come and the Agread King will return The lost kingdom will be restored to it's former glory<br/> <br/> Ruins of once mighty temples still stand As witness to it's former glory A trail of a civilization lost Desolate mountains safeguard the tombs of kings.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

The cursed star appeared in the east So bright that it seemed to rival the sun And set the night sky aflame It’s luminous trail visible across the Pegasus constellation<br/> <br/> Comets blazed forth with such splendor That the whole sky seemed to be set on fire The star of Sinope, the great conflagration falling to earth The crescent symbol of the god of the sun<br/> <br/> Apocalyptic revelations in the oracle of Hastaspes Proclaim the brilliant crescent star of Sinope The scriptures of Bahman Yasht Herald the eventual fall of the evil empire<br/> <br/> Ages ago prophecies predicted The advent of the dreadful king Heavenly portents foretell the greatness Of the newborn Prince<br/> <br/> The ghost of Bouplagos rises up from the dead Bleeding from twelve gruesome wounds Sinister voice of Kronides Zeus Warning whispers bringing shivers of fear<br/> <br/> Beheaded Publius speaks in despair Raving about the horrible end to come Gory atrocities and unspeakable desolation Ghastly tales of sword and death<br/> <br/> Eerie signs of the impending doom Poetic visions evoke the offspring of the predator Macabre events famine and disease Rains of blood, plagues and monstrous births<br/> <br/> Oppressive stillness before the end As twilight gathers, nemesis is near Isolated battle voices condense to a raging bloodlust Tragedy lies Underneath lifeless fields of ruin

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026