Tales From the Black Book

In the night of the sixth day Behind those gates of iron Under the sign of the silver ray Children are playing among the graves Blond and delicate children Pale and angelical faces Running among the shades of the trees Following the Zephyrus wind All of them are playing the same game Till the iron bells starts tolling Blond and delicate children Pale and angelical faces Bats flying under the moonlight The vestal standing up in an imaginary circle The wind blows on her crown of flowers A trip on the psychic spectrum This is the ritual of the igneous angels crying Those ones who begin to dance during the nights Going within your more intimate and secret dreams Stabat mater Stabat mater

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

It rises the shade of fear Funeral and despair The damned horror Weeps the population The plague The bells of death Don't cease In panic, on the streets The alive ones still Hold on in the coaches To be buried With the dead They only want to die They only want to die Patients tumble without cure The potions have no effect A brutal assault Damned horror Sweeps the population Dying supplications The bells don't stop ringing Doors and windows always closed Screams for mercy Chills and palpitations Why did he abandon those he call sons? They only want to die They only want to die Where does the pagan god walk? They only want to die Why did he abandon those he call sons? They only want to die

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Pleasure, pleasure In God’s paradise Holy red wine Red hysterical delirium Musicians and magicians Are playing in the forest Silver moon, old moon Priestes of Bacchus Are dancing with goats Frogs Toads A bailiwick on lawn Succubus Witchcraft Succubus masturbations Sorcery Ghosts with hags Drunk devil’s incarnations Pleasure, pleasure On God’s paradise Old spirits Will never die

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

We'll set altars on fire We'll rape the belts of false chastity We'll profane all the books Glory to the emperors! Death to the generals! We'll renounce all of the servitude We'll renounce all of the crosses We'll build our land To the axes those who make use of them Here there’s a world In which the magician can tread But for doing so, it's necessary To be dressed in a shining armor A dreadful sword and a strong fist These weapons are strong But easily rusted during long periods In the atmospheres of these places With our blades we’ll cut your throat With the wisdom of our ancestors We'll build strong wall We'll build our own rules To the ashes the all false gods 'Cos the alive gods will celebrate this day The victory of the black metal The victory of the black metal

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Amid screams of horror And the sad groan of the dying ones The smoke rises on the deserted field Amid the chaos of destruction Devote to the devil Devote to the devil Devote to the devil Over the broken bones Meat and worms are mixed Men were killed by the morbid appearance Were harvested by the poisoned axe The creature flies at night on twisted wings Its eyes of fire without mercy That whip the soul with tortures and anguish It´s the princess of hell revenge Black and solitary executioner The vision can freezing men's blood And it's still flying Total destruction comes close

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

I see the man's anguish Abruptly disturbed by the deep silence There he is vanished after having contemplated Face-to-face the restlessness of the world Before what’s lying beyond The smell of white roses fills the air Calm and sweet is its perfume Of terrifying and chaotic manner Neither the prince Nor his siblings got dressed This way In memory to a perished brother With the face pale as silver Down there is the last inhabitant Of the fraternal chain Master of the desolation In the temple that one day had the sacred word And now just This fraternal kiss Under lute sounds Will follow his final legacy

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Damned the avid who runs with implacable hatred Presses his teeth ready to slaughter the victim Ancient totem raised in igneous rock Brass mask hiding the unchangeable time Aridity of the heart project within distant eyes Crushes the enemies beneath his feet Temple columns covered with sand Hidden portals opened by screams Jewelled knife stained with blood Represents the unquenchable unfortunate look Slaves chant melancholic tunes Of these human rags blinded by darkness At the oracle of a god that handles with lives He treads by his own for the followers fear him Making him stronger by sacrifice rituals Inner and solitary he smiles at futile deaths Damned the avid who runs with implacable hatred Presses his teeth ready to slaughter the victim Ancient totem raised in igneous rock Brass mask hiding the unchangeable time Jewelled knife stained with blood Represents the unquenchable unfortunate look Slaves chant melancholic tunes Of these human rags blinded by darkness

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Ele está nas trevas a comandar Os seus guerreiros para atacar Com toda sua fúria e sem se importar Seus fiéis soldados irão nos matar Mas não fiquem assustados Pois o mundo irá explodir E a ira do diabo Em nossa carne nós vamos sentir Guerreiros Guerreiros Guerreiros de Satã Agora já é tarde Ele está aqui E já está pronto Pra nos destruir Sua espada vai cortar Todas as gargantas que por deus clamar

Mind fights Black thoughts Recalling bones Recalling blood Battle - mind battle Battle - mind battle Of being wild On dangerous killers Denial instinct Recalling bones Recalling blood Battle - mind battle Battle - mind battle Battle inside my mind Battle inside me Over hills over bones Confusion and killers Riding dazed thoughts Killers and dangerous Battle - mind battle Battle - mind battle

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

And there were signs carved in the door But I wasn't able to decipher them Night laments arising from the woods The solitary tower erecting on the hill Naked trees pointing up the road And the boatman awaits to cross the filthy river Disturbing wailings crush the spirit A black plague threats men with fury Pagan god wraith projecting the slow death The red rain rolling down my face Born a monster in the darkness Now the signs at the door become clear And it says Leave, oh ye, and let all hope aside And there were signs carved in the door But I wasn't able to decipher them Now the signs at the door become clear Leave, oh ye, and let all hope aside

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Drums sounding in the distance In the night of the fatality The prince’s soldiers are marching through the land Like obscure machines They cross for morbid lanes Covered by unknown fog There is no return anymore Hidden by the thick fog Fetid warriors leave the Holes and dark caves For the encounter with Hell creatures Move forward to the fight Jump over the enemy to slaughter them Violent domain Attacking among the fire Danger omen Going towards the encounter with the lethal riot Danger omen Face to face with the lethal death Blades of fight, blood and steel Warriors’ scream, angry to kill Shock of hard iron Impact of hard iron A stroke, blood and steel Damage Devastation by the metals

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Eu sou o quinto cavaleiro do apocalipse Empunho em minhas mãos Uma espada forjada em aço e fogo Ergam suas cabeças para que eu possa decepá-las A dor não devem temer, pois vosso sangue Em minhas mãos eu vou beber, pois preciso De vossas almas para meu pacto com Satã pagar E de vosso sangue para eterno continuar Pois está tudo perto da total... destruição Daqui a alguns segundos suas cabeças vão explodir Tamanha a brutalidade do som que vão ouvir Nossos amplis estão ligados ao máximo Máxima potência para tudo destruir Nem satã ouvirá seus pedidos de socorro Pois vossas almas já estão em nossas mãos E o final já está profetizado Metal negro, total destruição Destruição Destruição Total destruição

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Do you remember? What you have done to that body? You are still aware to remember Poet, infamous poet Your feather never wrote something so vile That body, its grave violated by you Under the darkness of the night you led it On gallop, to the solar of the family In that night, there was no moonlight You thought of being safe, after all the attic Do you remember what you have done? You made love to that cold body, dead body Thirsty, thirsty of sensuality and madness And after that, still trembling and excited You took that old white weapon Still shining the sharp edge Destroying the body piece by piece Yes, you had to do it What feelings have you tasted in that moment? Which emotions have you tasted in that moment? You thought of throwing the pieces in the fire To fire, amused by that, you didn't notice The light coming closer A woman’s shout was heard Afraid and furious you rose Moving towards the intruder It was the poor maid She let the light fall from her hands She has also fallen to the ground She was the maid You hurt her with your sharp sword You lift the light still lit Looking at that pale face, without expression And she was the maid And you decide to write These blaming words With your own blood Blood of your own wrist cut by yourself With the same sharp edge that Put an end to your love Now your tragedy is written in red In the words of the cursed black metal book Forever and ever your madness will be readed In the dark chapter of insanity Is too late to coming back, poet Well come to Hell Your destiny is sealed in fire Sealed as the grave of the mind Once you loved pain Remorse, guilty and death

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

We're all prisoners In a strange world There's no return and we Got any chance to escape The fly and fly on through the night Searchin' more and more For those damned pack To fill their damned guys They made fear to creatures Of the night, turnin' dreams Into visions of horror Cutting our their breath So terrible and horrible It's the appearing Black and cold creep It's the torture of the soul

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 10, 2026

It's raising in the heart all the violence Siignal of the final day Nothing deny those the creatures They are for to real The moon and the sun will not light Tomont the sters will not pright The war and hungers will fill durb The fire on the land... nothing will remain!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 10, 2026