Booswichterij

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The chimes spoke stars in rusty winds As the rider arrived at last our haven One hand risen, one tend the horse For warfare driven he shall set flame in our course. Here we find chilly void Ever since our fathers tamed the Lands of Lochlann Here we hail Crom Crauch welcome Death worldwide makes love begone Here the Evil Eye signs our shields And our swords so sharp wait for more kingdoms to conquer Down with their banners, down with their heads The Horde marches towards new bloodshed Human, see the cold be our herald And snow covering our trails Where our ships have landed The horizon is ablaze Fire forged in the heat of destruction Cries raped silence once and again The followers of the earthwhore are dead or enslaved The Land of Youth became the Land of Graves (24-9-02, Gwydion Sagelinge)

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Shine as my wrath! Knife of infinite kills You belong to me My hate is yours Shine like no star ever signed The grave of innocense The ancient wrath Of a soul thrown into the dark Give me domination In glory of blood and fire! Give me strength by the Council of Chaos! Spirits of the Ganzir Gate Take this life to rise up high So we may see earth fall Deep into the pits of despair Where life will merge in a black void eternal (17-6-02, Gwydion Sagelinge)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

't Graf gebroken... scherven schitteren... de Maan tekent schennis op een kerkhof door God verlaten. Engelen huilen, doodskisten kraken... de Zwarte Tong doet de lijken ontwaken. Uit 't donker kruipt voort 't Leger van Nammtar, dodelijk en ongenadig... heimelijk naar bloed, smachtend naar mensenvlees. Grauwe ogen zonder leven... de spreuk zo gevreesd laat de grond beven... lucht roert zich, Cthulhu rijst uit zijn slaap. De laatste nacht ontwaakt... Ellendig (9-5-02, Gwydion Sagelinge)

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

"Violets are dead, a faded ribbon, and a dusty curl or so; Half-torn notes, forgotten tokens Of some heartache ago. Kneeling by the hearthstone sadly See, I throw them in the grate; Crackling now they burn, these ruins Of my joy and luckless fate. Lover's vows, oaths false and flightly, Up the chimney fast they fly; And the little god, I fancy, All unseen, stands chuckling by! Still I sit beside the hearthstone, Dream-of what I cannot tell Watch the sparks amid the ashes dying out. Goodnight. Farewell." (Taken from the Book of Candleburning Rituals)

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Where the graves have a white wintry cloak and death returns to the Land of the Living wields the wizard his sword to the moon, a certain destiny he has chosen. The curse which led him to satisfaction revenge!! Admired by the Majesty of Hell the works were infinite evil, the flame lit the torn sky... The dead will live to serve, in obeyance to destruction. Shades so dark and cripple, voices freezing cold, left the nightly cemetery. Light soon will be destroyed. (9-5-00, Gwydion Sagelinge)

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

't Is het donker wat je roept, naar waar men alle hoop laat varen. Nammtar wijst de weg naar de Koningin en de Hare, ver weg van 't leven... gevoel voor vrede vergeten. Vecht voor Ereshkigal en de Kroon van de Absu. Dat al het licht vergaat naar nacht, waar sterren zwijgen en zwart 't oog bindt. Dood is daar eender met 't grimmige heden. Vecht voor Ereshkigal en de Kroon van de Absu, dat al het licht vergaat naar nacht zonder einde. Dingir XUL! Peta Babkama Luruba Anaku! Ina Qabal Girru! Ati Me Peta Babka! Ana Harrani Sa Alaktasa La Tarat! Zi Anna Kanpa! Zi Kia Kanpa! Zi Dingir Kingu Kanpa! Zi Dingir Nammtar Kanpa! Usella Mituti Ikkalu Baltuti! Eli Baltuti Ima'Idu Mituti! (13-3-03, Gwydion Sagelinge) Translation for the Sumerian language part: Dingir XUL! Open the gate for me so that I can enter here! In the middle of fire! Gatekeeper, open your gate for me! Road whose course does not turn back! Spirit of the Sky, remember! Spirit of the Earth, remember! Spirit god of great emissary, remember! Spirit god Nammtar, remember! Raise up the dead here consuming the living Dead will be more numerous than the living

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Into the tragedy that delights my heart with fire And yours was there to die as I struck once again With lightning so fierce I blew God's child away, so I shed this blood and feast on the entrails Within the wandering herd, sheep of the Sang Real, we act as wolves with an hunger eternal Feel a hunter draws near, wants to scar that skin so dear. Hear your scream escapes the woods, where the soil stained red. And the animals couldn't pity another death, where trees hide my newest kill. Ochone, see fair angels weep so long, and rain made all the trails be gone You cried my name into the distant horizon, Where hope could not perceive Your urge for lucky saviour. Here your soul did flee and left your tiny life. Here I digged your grave It will embrace your body save... from the Sun (5-8-01, Gwydion Sagelinge)

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025