Nazghor
Album • 2014
The unholy father invites us to a ceremony Thus we exhorts the souls around us To speak his name and impede those who do not prevent God From expanding his prayers Cos he is the one master of chaos and darkness We call upon oh Mighty one We call the seven trumpets of hell We salute thy evil one Let the spirits travel lands Let the darkness shroud the starry skies We call the clamorous trumpets As the hymn of his arrival Oh solemn one! Lord of death and non-creator Who shall come to expel the sacred one And complete the end of divinity Taking us who remain on a journey Through darkness and hell
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Die bower of God Phrasing ireligiously Like a butchered man The feast of he unworthy may begin Into the dark Follow the path of Satan I rather die cursed and unblessed Cursed and unblessed! Cursed and unblessed! All the serpent's lust Venomous avidity Higher than above Essentially great, tenaciously Into the dark Follow the path of Satan I rather die cursed and unblessed Cursed and unblessed! Cursed and unblessed! In the darkest realm Far away, underneath Hail Mighty king Endless are the shadows that embrace you
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
The infallible God Flawless one King of the night Infallible God He who want all men to be at the devils side In the batle against the saints and the holy church Made your guidance bathe the evil that rest inside of me Lay a spell as permission for the burning of the cross The burning of the cross The solid black mass There's no sun o there's no light, obscurity is glory No faithful angel nor man shall be a holy God In the magic circle of black arts In the occultic side of life There's only one complete The one and truly God Infallible one There's only one Flawless God our lord Master of hell If there is one Flawless God Is our lord, the one and only God Master of hell! You are always in the dark, watching those who fall Taking care of the spirits lurking by the lights of God Make me see the torch that illuminates the dark path Grant me power cos you are the only one that can The infallible God, flawless The one and only God, the infallible one
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025
In my dreams I am the portal A witch a ravens claw I see the light slowly fading I am my masters eyes Between inverted worlds Of non-existence Behind every life Lies a scourge I feel snakes around my presence I drink poison blood In this world I follow death In death I'm alive Calling the one lord bathe in ashes Curse my flesh to burn down in ashes Throne of might decorated in ashes Calling the one lord bathe in ashes I lay down my cane I'll flee the maze of time Now that I found death I feel much more alive I feed the bird my skin and brain I impale my heart I'm now the mouth of gloominess In ashes I fare Between inverted worlds Of non-existence Behind every life Lies a scourge Calling the one lord bathe in ashes Curse my flesh to burn down in ashes Throne of might decorated in ashes Calling the one lord bathe in ashes
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
One man arrived at the house of God You'll be welcomed so he was told The man inside this holy temple Told him to make a confession The church of God kills and lies Make the Children realize The truth of this corrupted path Follow me to the other side Unilluminated, unilluminated Follow me now! He asked why he must do such act When the Gods all of them lies and murder Thou they never make this confessions Still flies from earth to the skies The church of God kills and lies Make the Children realize The truth of this corrupted path Follow me to the other side Unilluminated, unilluminated Follow me now! That man should run like the winter Yet Cold and dark but with freedom Impious unsactified irreligious Free of Gods holy lies The church of God kills and lies Make the Children realize The truth of this corrupted path Follow me to the other side Unilluminated, unilluminated Follow me now!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
The king, the land, the might, the act of sacrifice Oldest term and the black book in the elders rime The blood, the mind, the knife, the lack of sanctified Once it burns and a sear appears as a mark Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath! Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath! Into the deepest forest Into the coldest nights Infront of the adherents I stab my preys heart Into the blackest shadows Infront of summoned souls I Yell for black alliance A once starless oath The beast, the meat, the corpse, the stench of death In a place so dark one can only see the altar The cave, the dirt, the norm, the sign, the candlelight In a circle formed of wraiths and pentagrams Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath! Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath! Into the deepest forest Into the coldest nights Infront of the adherents I stab my preys heart Into the blackest shadows Infront of summoned souls I Yell for black alliance A once starless oath The dark replies, the rite, the words from hell Let the living and the dead make a great connection The strain, the smoke, the strike, the great success Execution of an oath for the whole existence
This track is instrumental.
Tartaros is the core of the abyss Growing deep in the dark Eternity far beyond space and time Where evil is born Deep down, rising hell Suffering for the weak and the blind Mother root of the chosen Underworld, paradise, afterlife All the nature of hell Into, life, we arrive We come from the womb of Tartaros We where born in the flames We come from the womb of Tartaros We where raised in the dark We come from a place beyond space and time We come from a place deep and dark We come! Tartaros! Primordial were the seas of blaze Eternity a nightly realm From as womb the dead comes to life All the souls became one... with chaos We come from the womb of Tartaros We where born in the flames We come from the womb of Tartaros We where raised in the dark
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Wide is the line connected between the entity and the host Created by those that ignites the torch to the path of the dead Irreligious, pagan, impious Sacrifice the holy minded Unholy is the name of the lord That we today worship as king The flesh the blood the ritual An infestation is made Act of trance like the impish dance Call of demons words of rabid rimes The book is been held high as we praise And consume vast of blood oh The flesh the blood the ritual An infestation is made In the state of abstraction One is free as mist attracts the evil Force who joins the rite Dispatching the soul as the body ruts Wide is the line connected between the entity and the host Created by those that ignites the torch to the path of the dead Infestation The flesh The blood The ritual Wide is the line connected between the entity and the host Created by those that ignites the torch to the path of the dead
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Requiem and dirge, lurken the speech of the dead - of the dead Elegy, a call, obey the the masters yell - masters yell Inhabitants, creatures within the circle - the circle Funeral hymn sermon to praise the devil - the devil Through darkness and hell Practice the rite, order at black mass - black mass Elect the one tainting the inner flame - inner flame Temple of snakes, inflamed demon gates - demon gates Bounded by ire, hyper vehement rage - vehement Through darkness and hell Requiem and dirge, elegy a call, inhabitants, funeral hymn Practice the rite, elect the one, temple of snakes, bounded by ire Master yells! The circle, the dead, the devil, the flame, the demon, the gate There is a non-hume operation were a powerful and high energy of the dark Teaches the unhallowed terms of satanism, there is a world beneath, there is a world beyond, as on this earth, there is troubled land, where there is pain, there is sorrow, where there is are sadness, there is agony Where there is struggle there is defeat This contempt stink extermination, or between breeds contamination The acolytes of the Bright light are dishanded Gone are the angels, gone are their disciples, gone are the heavens, the promise land is no more Behold the impalement of God and the desolation of the human race The religious world is chained to one sancted god, as the church retains it's power from being prosperous, as he promise, he the light and holyness The saviour o pawns, opposer of Satan the so-called God There shall be an ejection of malignant spirits, a furious demand, a crusade of demonical proselytes It shall be heard, it shall be seen It shall be done? We were born on a winters night... An eclipse so pure and dark We were raised in a world of deceptions As obscurity desolates the light We were charged but we disobey and refuse As we slowly embraced the other side A shadow so cold yet so beautiful We commence to walk the left path A struggle between God and Satan As the truth awaits under ground We gained permission to descend To the chamber where time stand still No more need for lies or sorrow No more pawns chasing the one Instead he reaches through lust And songs of fire and death We fell in love with the darkness As we sang praising the lord We arrived at the gates of inferno We amount the demons of hate Like followers of the lord we enter A place full of joy and chaos We are free to persue our temptations As we ride through darkness and hell
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
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