Slaves of the World

A curse of the fallen That once died in wars In battlegrounds of hades A legacy is born In the storms of the fire The burning crusade Soldiers in black Enslaved by their hatred Death is now bound to this world Breeding the spawn, the ones named mankind One life forced to exist In the circle of lies Betrayed by god Slaves of the world Black is the dawn That arises from hell and beyond Dark is the day that possesses The souls to decay Far away from a past to remember The spawn embraces the world Far into a future of pain Life goes on, destined to fail

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 15, 2026

Dark prince of the underworld Start your battle, prepare your war Enter this world through the gates of hell Unleash the wolves and your demon-slaves Roots of malice buried in the ground Buried beneath what's never been found The portal's thunder roars from beyond And calls on evil to kill the weak In orbit through hell's realm Like clouds drifting in pain Bleeding like rain the feeds The earth of Satan's flames As the troops of hell arise From the graves of beyond The storms of hell unleash The silence of doom They have come from so far away To a world of fire The sons of mortality, a beast called man Demons in flesh

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

In the mist of the morning light's shadows Triumphant, he stands battered and proud In the dark of the morning light's shades The meadow is red, and the fallen lies dead Tales of a menace, abandoned by god Fierce is the wrath, and this is his land Onto the gateways, kill and disarm This is his nation, surrender and die Born on the fields, far and beyond Raised by the ruler, like father, like son His talents unfold, the future is war Wherever he rides, nothing will grow Tribal reunion - ready for wars Destroying the earth as they move on Masses are fleeing, ready to die Again they will conquer, conquer them all All ground pulsates, as the horsemen attack Nothing remains, infernal is their path Onward to glory, forever he rides The king o f the masses, forever in pride Time has moved on, and the legacy is faint But words from a past are written in blood Those who remember carry his words His blood they will bring, and this earth they will flood

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

One day a blaze will shine upon this earth And all we know will be taken away One night they will come from beyond Invaders of the darkest crusade Death is unleashed now, life belongs to the past Saviours of doom, they've come back for your soul A future in pain A would bound to decay Alien malice reprisal We await the judgment day Dark is the world when seen through dimensions A place that man will never forget Drifting with stars and their unholy gods The mortals will die, covered in sin Time has set free, the true, dark enemy Black is their goal and black is their soul Death has arrived

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

Where is my god, the saviour of faith As I'm wandering here through this world I created I am a lonely killer And I am trapped in despair Death is my path Fallen to madness In a world of my own I worship the beast And I am his son Fear the wolf In a case of fire I am trapped Burning my soul Lost in the secrets of pain And I give no remorse I will find those hidden On my path of destruction Where to hide When your blood is bound Where to hide When the moon shows the way

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

Memories from a dark, cold age Where life was bound to suffer Blessed with power and blessed with sin Hunting down the ones that infest the wind Arise from hell And join the crusade Come forth and rise The banner of hate Remnants from a distant past is all that remains The glory is lost, but the seed still grows When the sun fades below the trees We come on command As the moon rises upon the hills Follow us far into the past In a time when the dark is killed The light And the sword ruled all When man was filled with hate Warriors of the night Death is your fate

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

I am going to make you suffer Suffocate you to death Bury you in my torture chamber You shall rest in agony I will devour your soul The sacrifice to my god My revenge is dark and grim And remorse is all but gone I am your god The mortals shall die In presence of evil My demons shall rise And follow my hate Slaughter the sheep Until nothing remains Killing by numbers They all look the same, pain is the only thing I can Create Like creations of art Life is for me to seek out and annihilate Annihilation of all

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

Tiden har kommer Na skal tronen bli var Fylt med vart hat De skal slikke sine sar I kaos og sorger Ligger alle fortrapt Na er din tid forbi Alt det som var Fra gammel tid tilbake Skal vise oss vei Mot morket vi vandrer Dit hvor taken forer Vi gar imot sorgenes strommer Vi kriger om makt og alt som skal bli Om aere og dod vi alle mann drommer Jorden er var blodet skal stromme Ferden mot fienden's land gar i takt med doden Mot morket vi vandrer dit hvor taken forer Nar alt er forbi Og tomherten seirer Den sterke skal sta Med ditt blod pa sin hand

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 16, 2026

You will not walk alone When you travel through My realms of hate You will not see the end of days Welcome to my realms of death This world is mine, until the end of time Killing by numbers Find and destroy From here and beyond Dark servants around the world Bow down to your god A world filled with desire A world filled with my hate The rage of torments fire Death is your fate

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026

Enthralled into the dustwind Crusaders of a lost battle Warned by a thorn of war Jeweled in their own blood Yarns of fugitive elements In distance to the thorncastle Empire bricks thrown to the soil Sharp and poisonous thorns Pure it is, like defenseless spring births Unpleased by a sudden nightfall Turned its back on love and life And made it all unpure Lovesongs of the dove, seen through Time of what he song A messenger of the nourishing light Were attacked of enemy ravens So therefore, it song no more Pearlgate servants, in the end you gather In the clouds beyond clouds Foundation walls of the raising temple Prisoners of a time that was Promised sentences long before years Came to join the hearse that rode And will always ride In the hearts of them, historical plague

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 06, 2026