Deus Vult

“Cursed be he who does not stain his sword with blood!”<br/> <br/> Word from the thought<br/> Became the flesh under heart<br/> Stretched from the East to the West<br/> From wound in chest<br/> Cruor, Adam’s ale<br/> <br/> We gave heed to disgrace<br/> Defilement of Sacred Place<br/> With temples turned in masjids<br/> Ironclad fists<br/> And our hearts have risen<br/> <br/> We evoke the sky<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the saracens die<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Swords will sing our chant of doom<br/> <br/> We will trample their shrines<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Retake what is ours<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the West prevail again<br/> <br/> Till the heavens pass away<br/> With this oath we faithful stay!<br/> <br/> With fervor of Theodor<br/> (On) Ascalon granted by George<br/> On Michael’s sword of release<br/> And scales of deeds<br/> We solemnly pledge<br/> <br/> To forsake emerald hills<br/> Valleys of the Alps, northern cliffs<br/> And dusky woods draped with moss<br/> Until our cross<br/> Eclipses crescent!<br/> <br/> We evoke the sky<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the saracens die<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Swords will sing our chant of doom<br/> <br/> We will trample their shrines<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Retake what is ours<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the West prevail again<br/> <br/> Till the heavens pass away<br/> With this oath we faithful stay!<br/> <br/> Miserere nobis!<br/> <br/> We dream of walls<br/> Of precious Jerusalem!<br/> Heart’s blood will flood<br/> To cleanse the Promised Land!<br/> <br/> We evoke the sky<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the saracens die<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Swords will sing our chant of doom<br/> <br/> We will trample their shrines<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Retake what is ours<br/> God Wills It!<br/> Let the West prevail again<br/> <br/> Till the heavens pass away<br/> With this oath we faithful stay!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

Thursday of life and forgiveness, the mist enshrouding the streets <br/> Towards limbo we head out, to convert alms into sheep <br/> One to be reborn for Death, to walk in the shadow of gallows <br/> Under our protection and the cloak of Lady of Sorrows <br/> <br/> Fifteen steps to death <br/> Contemplate last breath <br/> Crucifer leads our way <br/> Follows the trail of the Cross <br/> <br/> Oh suffering Lord, let yours be the glory <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> Deliver your children from false sanctimony <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> Repent for your sins, not yours is the glory <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> In final hour you’ll give testimony <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> <br/> Now Friday falls on world’s shoulders, blessed Arma Christi we wield <br/> Psalms of Confession hit Heavens, scourged and prostrated and still <br/> Our chant is swelling in tide, “Remember, man, about Death” <br/> Your flesh turns into thin ash, wind scatters all that is left <br/> <br/> Fifteen steps to death <br/> Contemplate last breath <br/> Crucifer leads our way <br/> Follows the trail of the Cross <br/> <br/> Oh suffering Lord, let yours be the glory <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> Deliver your children from false sanctimony <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> Repent for your sins, not yours is the glory <br/> Memento Homo Mori! <br/> In final hour you’ll give testimony <br/> Memento Homo Mori!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

“Scio opera tua, quia neque frigidus es neque calidus. Utinam frigidus esses aut calidus! Sic quia tepidus es et nec calidus nec frigidus, incipiam te evomere ex ore meo. “ <br/> <br/> <br/> Ruler of immortal pastures <br/> Father of eternal strife <br/> Let me fight in Your battalion when I die <br/> <br/> Always few against so many <br/> Beacons in secular night <br/> Seas of blood and walls of fire in my path <br/> In my path! <br/> <br/> Heavenwards <br/> We ride forth <br/> Wounding <br/> Bleeding <br/> Quia Sanctus Dominus! <br/> <br/> Heavenwards <br/> Pathway goes <br/> Killing <br/> Dying <br/> Quia Sanctus Dominus! <br/> <br/> Storming smelteries of Satan <br/> Tearing down the walls of lies <br/> Wrap me in Your steel and let me burn with wrath <br/> <br/> Absolution in savagery <br/> Severity in deeds of light <br/> Hot as lava, cold as ice - don’t spit me out! <br/> Spit me out! <br/> <br/> Heavenwards <br/> We ride forth <br/> Wounding <br/> Bleeding <br/> Quia Sanctus Dominus! <br/> <br/> Heavenwards <br/> Pathway goes <br/> Killing <br/> Dying <br/> Quia Sanctus Dominus!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

With thorn in my side I split the web of time<br/> Resistless towards horrors<br/> Anguish of responsibility splits my mind<br/> <br/> To see the crash of nations and keep dignity in pain<br/> Witness self-crucifixion<br/> All of this must be remembered as the end<br/> <br/> Into the night we joyfully ride<br/> Falling from the edge with no hope in sight<br/> Into the night withering from blight<br/> Obsequies for elated kind<br/> <br/> How did it come to this? Now hour is at hand<br/> When soil returns it’s dead<br/> Essence of the human hatred will be raised<br/> <br/> Not You are the chosen, who deem Yourselves to be<br/> But those despised in pride<br/> Will overtake in word and power, plant the seed<br/> <br/> Into the night we joyfully ride<br/> Falling from the edge with no hope in sight<br/> Into the night withering from blight<br/> Obsequies for elated kind<br/> <br/> Into the night we joyfully ride<br/> Falling from the edge with no hope in sight<br/> Into the night withering from blight<br/> Obsequies for elated kind<br/> <br/> Into the night we joyfully ride<br/> Staring into void, forsaken moths into light<br/> Into the night with tears in our eyes<br/> Doom for humankind!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

Oldest in clan, warden of a dreadful name<br/> From father to firstborn dim clandestine lore<br/> To summon her in the hour of peril<br/> <br/> Who calls must pay the highest price in life<br/> It has to be done, there’s no escape<br/> That at least one could come back<br/> <br/> I cannot find out<br/> About my dwelling<br/> When soul will part<br/> Remains of my earthly shell<br/> <br/> Who guides me now<br/> To obscure old threshold<br/> Distant in life<br/> Thousandfold farther in dying<br/> <br/> Familiar soil will bind me to ancestors realm<br/> Water and coal for astral ablution<br/> Waiting for soul by my head<br/> <br/> Spirit is struggling with mundane flesh<br/> Free it at last, turn arid eyes<br/> Don’t hinder the fight for release<br/> <br/> <br/> I cannot find out<br/> About my dwelling<br/> When soul will part<br/> Remains of my earthly shell<br/> <br/> Who guides me now<br/> To obscure old threshold<br/> Distant in life<br/> Thousandfold farther in dying<br/> <br/> I cannot find out<br/> About my dwelling<br/> When soul will part<br/> Remains of my earthly shell<br/> <br/> Who guides me now<br/> To obscure old threshold<br/> Distant in life<br/> Thousandfold farther in dying

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

“Our forefathers were religious men and feared God. Now in their places a wicked generation has grown up, sinful sons, falsifiers of Christian faith, who run the course of all unlawful things without discrimination”<br/> <br/> <br/> Our grandfathers their broadswords<br/> Washed in oceans, ground in barrens<br/> And we sins of our fathers<br/> Wash in weeping wounds of ours<br/> <br/> The land lies languished, the folk lives chagrined<br/> The East took over souls and tantrums<br/> Those frail shoulders took hard millstone<br/> Grasping holy plague in ransom<br/> <br/> Hail to our King!<br/> Bearing Kingdom’s guilt<br/> Hail to You, Sire<br/> Kingdom’s in the mire<br/> <br/> To the saddlebow attached his body<br/> Horns resound, blood strikes like river<br/> This half corpse leads foolhardy champions<br/> By the blade in rotten hand sans fingers<br/> <br/> His gaze is fixed on the tree of rescue<br/> As lipless mouth breath silent prayer<br/> “Don’t let Thy Kingdom fall on my duty<br/> Make me David, Goliath’s slayer!”<br/> <br/> Hail to our King!<br/> Bearing Kingdom’s guilt<br/> Hail to You, Sire<br/> Kingdom’s in the mire<br/> <br/> Hail to our King!<br/> Bearing Kingdom’s guilt<br/> Hail to You, Sire<br/> Kingdom’s in the mire<br/> <br/> Hail to sovereign<br/> Dignity regained<br/> Hail to You, lad<br/> Christus Imperat!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026

"Dieu sait qui a tort et a péché. Il va bientot arriver malheur a ceux qui nous ont condamnés a mort"<br/> <br/> <br/> Ancient warrior monks, iron soldiers of Christ<br/> Men of prayer and men of war, fearless against demons and hordes<br/> Champions of the Holy Land, first to engage and last to depart<br/> All devoted to so high a case, who find their end in fires at the stake!<br/> <br/> Eremitus!<br/> Secluded from world<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Eternity to mourn<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Last in the chain<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Keeper of the grail<br/> <br/> Eremitus - that’s how I’m called, a fading light of glory of old<br/> Solomon’s Temple last cavalier, who fled to unknown on wings of sails<br/> The island of oaks is my final home and resting place for miracle of the Lord<br/> The seven must die, all oaks must fall, until that day the legend will grow!<br/> <br/> Eremitus!<br/> Secluded from world<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Eternity to mourn<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Last in the chain<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Keeper of the grail<br/> <br/> Lo and behold the sons of the West!<br/> Urging to the quest of quests<br/> As our world is falling apart<br/> The last crusade is in our harts<br/> <br/> What we have fought for thousand years<br/> Is left unguard, without esteem<br/> And if we do not speak out loud<br/> Then the rocks shall rise and shout!<br/> <br/> Like a phoenix in its nest,<br/> Burned the red sun in the West,<br/> Sinking in an ashen cloud;<br/> In the East, above the crest<br/> Of the sea-like mountain chain,<br/> Like a phoenix from its shroud,<br/> Came the red sun back again.<br/> And this day will ring my name!<br/> <br/> Eremitus!<br/> One against the world<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Soldier of the Lord<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Sworn in holy trail<br/> Eremitus!<br/> Keeper of the Grail!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026