A Night for the Demon
It will be the final twilight when the sun won't rise anymore... The most mournful bell will strike up, the endless ring will be heard, and the crowds will be able to see the truth... four seals are broke, delivering the four riders of might and condemnation. War, hunger, pest, and death fly under an infernal sky darkened by so dark clouds, turbulent like the seaquakes of Poseidon. Rich and poor, slave and lord, all mortals will see flames of fire spreading more and more on the fields and hills burning endlessly... The one forty-four thousand feel the deepest fear because the book lies. Satan is free and on the golden throne that bleeds rejoices in victory. The dead's blood runs, enrapturing the demons while they slaughter the twelve ancients and steal the seven last trumps from the archangels. Turning them into horns of the most devilish sound ever heard... The dragon blows burning the book of life that is turned into dust and spread in the wind that howls, joining the laments of the dethroned dead's followers drowned to the deep wells of damnation. The golden throne is finally destroyed and the black throne emerges in cataclysms and destruction sacramenting the eternal domination and the so waited rising of the Fallen Angel. His hordes so numerous as grains of sand united cry the victory hail, and the Armageddon battle will be over in the night... ...the eternal NIGHT FOR THE DEMON...
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
The wolves escape down hill When hear the demoniac growl... The echo runs through the forest Spreading death in all way Contorting skeletal and leafless trees Mortifying even the most perverse ones ! Branches like sharpened daggers Needles like thorns... The evil's untied Free like silver Light from above Bulwark of enchanted shine Brings the wind of "the change" By THE FRIGHTENING MOON OBSESSION The red eyed creature Like the running warm blood... Observes silently demons silhouette mingles with the night... Claws like sharpened blades Jaws of bestial seizures Stuck deep in the victims lacerated just before start screaming. Fear mortals This thirst only will be satisfied By the nectar shed by a haunt Of darkness... Always unexpected sudden hit. Run away mortals... The third night's on after the crescent The night's light bleeds the presage Of the curse... Demonised lycanthropy - metamorphosed beast Indescribable living hate hides during the day... The dew mantle dresses the lawn and tall trees in tranquillity The shadow subside in the July's cold grey morning... But the sun dies at the sunset and no one can escape from the night. Insomniac eyes lurking obscured tracks One who enters there ... will perceive...
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
An oath written in blood - The promise of immortality Has turned me and them into one - with our Lord During seven waning moons - we closed the ceremony Sacrifice to the lord of shadows - was consumed in his flames After drowning the blood - of the newborn victim Moonlight like skinned women - received us in lasciviousness and laughter The screams of rapture and fire - fed the malevolence Lust and lasciviousness unite - to our desire of perversity... (in the) Old dungeons made of stones with its torches Chains bind the white and beautiful ones Smiling they beg to be whipped Sounding: chains, screams, ecstasy and pain. ORGY IN TORTURE AND BLOOD ORGY IN TORTURE AND BLOOD ORGY IN TORTURE AND BLOOD ORGY IN TORTURE AND BLOOD (once) Virgins now they need more and more Screams... they moan like hell Savage, they swallow semen in lust Blood runs on the pale innocent's skin... "... Candles burn, reflecting the symbol in the puddles of shed blood ..."
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
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Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 18, 2026
Total eclipse - one child is born in a secret place, prepared to the baptism in the Sacred Blood. The flames of the temple's pillars burn strongly tonight. The world rests in a deep sleep, doesn't notice that across the lands spreads The red fog of devastation, omen of the incarnation of the damnation. The never read Holy Book now is unsealed, the seal is broken. Bloodwritten verses in Latin are pronounced by the designated ancients and mentors. The chalice of gold - Fluid of the power All the power - Will be given in his hands The child is beautiful... and great His purpose will take its place When the time comes... The ritual of baptism in blood - is complete The hell's conspiracy - is achieved Cyclones and lightning strike - the earth THE FORCE is united in victory - for the Son The Son of Satan - inheritor of hell Splintered his mother's womb - at the birth The seed of evil - is alive! This is the beginning of a new era - to the world... ...SATAN'S CHILD BORN TONIGHT EVIL SEED TO THE GLORY OF HELL... ... And all the mortals run of fright!
This is the ancient time when the torches light up the corridors of the palace When us disciples of the lord of shadows practice sacrifice We drink the blood and bless ourselves kneeled in front of the victim Laid on the mortuary table covered in black stained of red. Intense vampires, don't stop drinking the hot blood that runs fast The black witch of pleasure looks at us with beauty and lust The blood runs by the side of her mouth, her eyes burn like hell She surrenders herself and her long black hair slips between my fingers Bitch vampires, one by one she bewitches with her power she inflames in us the fire of hell Fell her... The swords reflect the shine of black candles lighted around the pentagram Don't break the circle, don't break the spell Satan is present - night of the scarlet death When the midnight comes I'll be convoked to TOLL THE BLACK RITE BELL TOLL THE BLACK RITE BELL TOLL THE BLACK RITE BELL TOLL THE BLACK RITE BELL We summon seven legions of hell to proceed the ritual The sacrificed victim must rise Become one more of the Satan's living dead and live in between our medium We close the circle and the high priest turns it impenetrable. Once more we recite the secret words of pact and invocation The ominous mist of beauty's resurrection spreads on... It becomes intense involving the ritual and the mortuary table The wound heals, and the girl slowly opens her eyes Pretty smile ... mixed of innocence and wrath, in the supreme mystery...
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
This is the call of the wild The Genocide Force is ready for the hunt ! We advance with the wind of damnation, so sharp as the blade of our weapons Riding fast and indifferent to the scalding sun or the cutting cold Firm in trail of infernal hate obsessed by the will of exterminating the enemies Fixed eyes by mortal violence Blows of maces and sharpened axes Decimate our enemies lacerated into pieces! Crushed opposers, Empire of holocaust Gallop tormentor... BLOODY SLAUGHTER AND REAP Decapitated corpses the water of the shore turns into blood Intense mutilation inhuman ferocity in the battle Stick in the soil sceptres with the enemies heads Vultures fly over tracks of cadavers by the thousand! Victory and wealth in the harvest to carry the women and regain the gold We knew the danger of proliferation of the enemy tribe there wasn't time to loose... There will be a great battle in the future, the golden hawk's battle in their iron ships and birds But the ignorant civilization blind and fool will fall into the wise victim's trap...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
I burn with force and pride in the Satan tracks and make it overloaded I burn in the old flames of the first and never ending authentic glory's breath I follow free no doubts fast like wind I'm the Hard Rider of hell I'm on fire, in all desire of seeing a new dark age I blaspheme tonight Around the world the Force of damnation brings the earth back to the past And turns the seven last trumpets into demoniac Hellhorns to play a thunder roll Satan in total dominion guide (us) his followers (all) united and strengthened DEMONTHOR across the sky, leading THE FORCE on the route of Conquer Battle All the opposers fall like pitiful puppets (all) crushed and slashed Dead with the illusory reality of the slave's god's commandments And I tell you, there is a wide difference between being slave and free And now you can, with no fear, take your great decision And go on with Satan in this way of victory freedom and Rock'n Roll Above the damn fools jailed in their reality of lies So, all of them tremble before that when man and beast are one ! Break the rules and triumph in pinnacles of power And just one spark was lighted very long ago in the womb of utopia And there was spawned a serpent and now is the harvest time... The poison of the serpent is our wine Now, our steps are clanging... Loud!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Echoes through the stairs - on the way of the dungeon weighty steps - recall the hammer of the sentence The frightening presage - becomes the cold death of the hope - The last empty plate... The last rat crosses... SUDDENLY ... THE HANGMAN freezes your last breath! Moulded muscles - by the weight of the axe scars and past - silent shadow "... Who are you death's servant, masked executioner..." The victim's final contemplation mowed down in mystery. "... ENCHAIN HIM AND GIVE ME THE AXE SEE THE WASTE ON THE WOOD AND THE CRUST OF BLOOD... CALL THE WOODCUTTER! LET HIM CUT AND BRING A TRUNK. ON THIS, HE WILL BE THE LAST..." SUDDENLY ... THE HANGMAN freezes your last breath! SUDDENLY ... THE HANGMAN poisons your last breath... Sudden hangman - countless heads... Unexpected hangman - his life, his deads...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025