THOU ART LORD - Apollyon

Prelude To Apocalypse

Drawn is the pentagram on devoted foreheads
Now the massacre is ready to be started
to free souls with blades by listening these words
Sovereigns gathered to conquer on pain 
Come forth and join all lords of black earth
'cause this is the dawn of satanic rebirth
The icy forests whisper our name
The breed of the Ancients will reign in hate
Come now and swear with your heart's blackest flame
for the reason the loyt lands we want to reclaim

When chaos is blasted on earth
no grace will be given to anyone's birth
Rejoice is absolute death, the rivers run red
Let the unholiest spells from our mouth will be spelled
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Experimental Magic

Incarnations in the voice of a child
Spells brewed in wizened fingertips
Eyes implode and guts fountain
cranial terror of the invader 

Twelve disciples erupt in flames
The thirty air consumes the ashes
Unleash predators avenging shadows
pursued by barbaric serenades

Experimental magic
Blood of a new Christ
Whirring in isolation
vowing revengre on the cosmos

The moon commands the creation
hatched under a lunar bane
charged with universal melancholy
Protozoic words slither from lips

A new product of Sodom
greeting from the torture
fed upon a graveyard erotica
It's the eve of dead souls
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Moonscar

All the devils are reborn
dancing with burning children
Fornicate with demonolators
Hellbound by ghosts in flames

The shambling stars cry vengeance
The cries of beasts unnature
Velvet holes appear and close
Havoc rises unboundly

Moonscars, icicles of blood
Feasting on pumping
Flesh, moonscars, 
Moonscars, icicles of blood

All infant offal magus
firing the lunar throne
punishing in desolate lands
greeting in the fortune garden

As necromances weave the invocation
thunder lights the cavelands
An amorphous beast of slavering offal
howls in the eye of the storm
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Wardance Of The Empress

With 9 veils amde of dragon's blood
weaved (from) the witches of Sagoth
Drapped is the queen of darkness
the empress of the moonclad tribes

Within Enochian spiritforms
she speaks the serpent words
"The time came round you faithful ones
(to) be my fiery blade (and) do my will" 


The flute now sings the hateful tunes
The skulldrum gives the ritual rhythm
The empress in a crimson trance
begins the steps of the wardance


With each veil transformed into soil
black angels ride forth from Hades
(to drown the world in blood and tears) 
as the spell of the nineth veil
completes the warlust circle
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Societas Satanas

Wolfen heart
Ruthless sight
Iron will
Blood, honour, loyalty! 

Of noble breed
Odin's blessed
Satan's sons
The chosen ones

Magic runes
light our path
Ancient ways
inspire our wrath

What is last
will be regained
Our souls burn
like dragon's breath

Societas Satanas

I remember the days
when in our sacred shrive
we exchanged vows of loyalty
and oath of blood

The castle walls were trembling from our shouts
and the gods of the old ways were watching us with pride

We will not betray our vows
When time will come we'll rise again! 

We saw the signs
We heard the call
we saw the ravens
caw for war

The rites of Galar
clear our minds
The Volva's spells
strengthen our hearts

The glory days
will come again
We stand as one
We die as one

Like black wolves
we'll sweep the lands
and the black sun
will shine again

Societas Satanas
Blood and honour
Societas Satanas
War and triumph
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He, Whom The Gods Hath Feared

Thee I invoke, the bornless one
Thee that didst crate the earth and the heavens
Thee that didst create the night and the day
Thee that didst create the darkness and the light

Thou art lord, whom no man hath seen at any time
Thou hast distinguished between the just and the unjust
Thou didst make he female and the male
Thou didst produce the seeds and the fruit
Thou didst from men to love one another
and to hate one another... 
Thou art the manifestor unto the light... 
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In Blood We Trust

Cold winds and burning tears
Blood signs the epitaph
Rejoicing in unholiness
when life ends in great pain

Bleeding in the fields of war
tasting cold acrid blood
Cruel path of warriors
of all delights and sorrows

Blood is the life
In blood we trust
In blood we trust

Crawling embraced with pain
Entrance to eternal oath
Black is the light that brightens
the last reflection of my existance