Sanctus Diavolos

Rise up the strength on them In the name of a fruitful land In the name of a bright path Trodden with ignorant steps Warble out in my cradle' s edge Rex grandis - adustrum - malum - ab erevum Ac adcervio - malum - ab optimus In the name of a future calm In the name of a pure light Marching with a bright shade Conquering the entire range Rex grandis - adustrum - malum - ab erevum Ac adcervio - malum - ab optimus He who graces himself a joy Fell the grief he may destroy An unending glorious lie Harm the power and defile

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

Rise up the horns of sin The caves of the cursed I have seen Where mortals souls covered with the temple of sin The strength of demons I feel Ceaseless passion to restrict And wicked angels surround me Burning me with their fiery wings Who shall dare to join them in To stain his soul with the aura of grey And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain Oh God chase me Oh God save me Who shall sink them to the bed Painting the sea with the colour of red And when the flame of wings remain Seeking for golden fountain Oh God chase me Oh God save me Who shall dare to join them in To stain his soul with the aura of grey And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain Who shall sink them to the bed Painting the sea with the colour of red And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

Μακαριοι εστε οι τολμηροι Μακαριοι εστε οι αμαρτωλοι Μακαριοι εστε οι διαφορετικοι Εουσου δοκει Μακαριοι εστε οι καταραμενοι Μακαριοι εστε οι κυνηγοι Ενός ονειρου πραγματικοι Αθανατοι εστε οι δυνατοι Αθανατοι εστε οι ερμητικοι Αθανατοι εστε οι τραγικοι Εο σου δοκει Αθανατοι εστε οι ρομαλοι Αθανατοι εστε οι τολμηροι Οδοιποροι των αισθησεων πραγματικοι And when the bells of fate sound Digging your soul deep into the ground Setting your sense to the bound Spreading your eminence all around And when the bells of fate sound You walk in pathless ways till the dawn Screaming for salvation so loud Spreading your indulgence all around And when the bells of fate sound Then you immortals stand up and shout Then you blessed martyrs doubt Here comes a new age's blow Slaves of fate instigate And feel your sword's blazing edge Your section to the enemy Wound for the sleepy age Slaves of fate instigate And feel your sword's blazing edge Your section to the enemy Wound for the sleepy age

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Space trap the time Mind owes the world The perfect twin for your spatial globe I am your parallel existence The fate / The wrong / The extremely forbidden thought Wander just beside my face Travel in my desired expanse Detect the omen that are said But still I search you / Still I hope in you Roaming in a distinct space Walk upon my errants shades Laugh upon my wretched race But still I search you / Still I hope in you Stride on the other space Live on another sense Melt on a different earth But still feel you / As I left you Running deep back in past time Tangle into spatial time Limit up my mental sign But still I search you / When I face Travel in my desired expanse Detect the omen that are said But still I search you / Still I hope in you Roaming in a distinct space Walk upon my errants shades Laugh upon my wretched race But still I search you / Still I hope in You my parallel life Ages back but still besides Trapped in a spoiled spatial hollow Break me down with your shining bright smile When I'll find you I can't forgive you When I'll find you I can't excuse you When I'll find you I will beg you And my life back I will claim from you

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Soldiers, prepare / prepare / Fight for our cause Soldiers, prepare / prepare / Our cause is Heaven's cause Heaven / Graver summon me Graven my rusty tomb Heaven / Prophet show me The omen of virtuous cross Mortals, prepare / prepare / Die over the fights field cause Mortals, prepare / prepare / Out cause is God's cause Heaven / Graver summon me Graven my rusty tomb Heaven / Prophet show me The omen of virtuous cross The price to guard the virtuous cross Heaven oh Heaven / Way to mayhem Sins number seven / Welcome to Heaven I will die for the virtuous cross As this is asked to me from hyper force I will die for a host in Heaven It will give to my sins a shelter Soldiers, prepare / prepare / Fight for our cause Soldiers, prepare / prepare / Our cause is Heaven's cause Heaven / Graver summon me Graven my rusty tomb Heaven / Prophet show me The omen of virtuous cross The price to guard the virtuous cross

Rex grandis - adustrum - malum - ab erevum

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

Feel your sense that burns Serve in Heaven or rule in Hell Serve your instincts or reveal the sense Inhale the fear or spit the distress Blind on tear or behold the revenge See your soul that melts Enlight your soul with fakes / Foggy hopes so gray Believe your senseless pain / Rise up the lambent flame Feed your ignored will / Being ingratiate Name the souls existence As a son without birth As a son without birth As a flame without blaze Name your souls Existence as a dead that is awake As a leaf that dying drained As a dream that fades away Serve in Heaven Or rule in Hell Feel your sense that burns

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Και επλασεν τον ανθρωπον, χουν από της γης Και ενεφυσησεν εις το προσωπον αφτου πνοην ζωης Και επλασεν ο ότι εκ της γης παντα τα θηρια του αγρου, Και επλασεν ότι εκ της γης παντα τα πετεινα του ουρανου God desires to be born In the flame of human sense Bursting and rising Higher and higher And what if there are no roots on earth And what if the stoned residence Is a ruined hotel Where the flame of God cannot burn And what if the human sense Appears as a son without birth On an unequal battle Where the stoned walls are made of human flesh God desires to reign In the flame of human fear Creating and burning The fields of humans' fear ...prepare your soul for the eternal burn... ...and what if the human sense is a son without birth...

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

Idealism / Materialism / Scepticism / Pragmatism Electism / Fideism / Immortality of the rational soul Free inquiry for the one that is the flame of life Pure power to the spark that keeps the fire bright Offspring of evidence ambiguity of reason Reasons for what had happened but have no reason Idealism / Materialism / Scepticism / Pragmatism Electism / Fideism / Independence of sense / Perception Onus for the existent, inheritance of a different purpose Release of a man's estate tranquility on that cosmos Setting the minds on the bright prospects Awe the emotions of a luminous project Reveal of nature becomes apparent God proves with his act the existence of madness Offspring of evidence ambiguity of reason Reasons for what had happened but have no reason Lawless wings of doctrine I revive and search Lawless wings of doctrine I imagine, break all chains Lawless wings of doctrine I squatter and I confess Lawless wings of doctrine I produce and I create

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Is this the holy thing to see? Is this the land that sun shines Above the Heaven? Hear those children's desperate cries Oh, children do they cry? Do they hear their fathers sigh? Is this the fertile place to be? Is this the land that sprouts Green reach gardens? Hear those souls flickering cries! Do they beg? Do they smile? Do they frame the long line? Here shines the sun of a lower God The light of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here burns the bright torch of soul The flame of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here reigns thy mighty crown of horns The horde of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Well blossomed is his existence So unwilling in their souls to see So weak to face him from The outcast angle of earth So rapid do they flee When bells of order are echoed Nemesis for the anxious heavy spirit Nemesis for a generation free Grantis spiritus SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here shines the sun of a lower God The light of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here is born the light for the blind world The flame of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Against on what prophets wrote The aura of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Will reign, will prevail, Tranquillize the human race Grantis spiritus Grantis spiritus SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here burns thy bright torch of soul The flame of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here reigns thy mighty crown of horns The horns of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Against on what prophets wrote The spirit of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Will reign, will prevail and Tranquillize the human race Grantis spiritus SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here burns the bright torch of soul The flame of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Here reigns thy mighty crown of horns The horns of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Against on what prophets wrote The spirit of SANCTUS DIAVOLOS Will reign, will prevail and Tranquillize the human race Grantis spiritus SANCTUS DIAVOLOS

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025