VULTURE LORD - Blasphemy

Awakening The Warhorde

Where were you in ‘92? 
When thoughts became action 
Christ was fought with fire 
Where were you in ‘94? 
Squealing like a pig 
When they knocked at your door 
Where were you in ‘96? 
Entering a new scene 
Unaffected by the past 
Where were you in ‘98? 
Living the lies 
That we once used to hate 

The millenniums should be ours 
United militia beneath the surface 
Ready to strike our feeble foes 
With determination, force and wrath 

Individual thoughts upon a strong foundation 
Would secure the existence of a global (underground) movement 
Where extremity and hate is the essence 
Where all weak links are mercilessly removed 

So, where were you in ’92? 
When thoughts became action 
Christ was fought with fire 
Where were you in ’94? 
Squealing like a pig 
When they knocked at your door 
Where were you in ’96? 
Entering a new scene 
Unaffected by the past 
Where were you in ’98? 
Living the lies 
That we once used to hate
__________

The Rite Of Satan

Black church 
Satanic temple 
Hooded priest 
(with) Sacrificial dagger 
Black candles 
Upon the altar 
Virgin rape 
Black mass 

The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan 

Unholy prayer 
Chanting coven 
Infant meal 
Animal torture 
A pentagram 
Carved in flesh 
Opens the gates 
(to the) Lord of Hell 

The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan 
The rite of Satan
__________

Lord of Vice (Deliverance Cover)

From the depths, you feel my touch 
Look into my eyes 
I am Pan, I am Satan 
Lord of all vice, Antichrist 

Know my mercy, hear my laugh 
See your world, before the storm 

I am Pan, I am Satan 
Lord of all vice, Antichrist 

Drink my blood, eat my flesh 
Feel my pain, my little child 
In the past, where heroes died 
Before my throne, to await the day 
Now your souls, belong to me 
No time for sorrow, no place to flee 

Give to me, the mark of fealty 
Free to ravage, yours the choice 

I am Pan, I am Satan 
Lord of all vice, Antichrist 
Antichrist, Antichrist
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Storming With Vengeance

We await the night in the shadows of (the) day 
Waiting for the sign to rise upon the sky 
Riding on out metalclad machines 
Defend yourself, or you shall surely die 
So grab your crosses as we run you over 
Burn your towns and desecrate your kin 
Hide your daughters, or they shall get it 
Your god is fading in our pagan pride 

Christianized by swords, 
Dechristianized by machinegun fire 
1000 years slumbering, for once again to rise 
No compromise, now that our forces unite 

Heaven sinks in their tears for the damned 
The holy chose drowns in their pity for man 
The trinity gasp for their final breath, 
While mortals still (are) fighting like jackals ‘til death 

White, wurstbrot soldiers 
With black pounding hearts 
Are storming with vengeance 
Blood, fucking vengeance!