Here we are barking up a storm. About what will be and what will come. But nothing ever advances. In result of all our hatred. . Now the harvest is at hand.
Surrounded by quietness and silence,. you look into the face of that creature which once gave delight.. It seems to you unreal and slowly blurring inside the mirror of life..
where tie is tortured. where suns and moons are pitch black. where demons fear the darkness. where cold is death. mystic god. unholy wars. no honour in death.
In solitude I stand. Awaiting a manifestation. A sign to cross the threshold of life. A spirit guides my way. Unmasked death speaks to me. His venomous tongue revealing truths.
From blood-drenched earth. The mighty oak arises. From its roots. Flow rivers of death. . Shadowed bodiless forms. The rotting cores of the damned. Drifting - howling to blackened skies.
Where night's black bird (her sad) infamy sings.. . Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell,. Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell,. Exiled for ever, let me mourn.
Her beauty must success less prove. For this heart is stronger charms. Feeble, feeble arms and hurtless dart. She will not in war prevail. . Alas what hopes to wound a heart.
Flow my tears, fall from your springs,. Exiled for ever, let me mourn.. . Flow my tears, fall from your springs,. Exiled for ever, let me mourn. Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,.
meeting the elder ones. hel, heloym, sother, emmanuel, sabaoth, agle, tetragrammaton,. agyros, otheos, ischyros, athanatos, iehova, va, adonai, saday,.
Warm up:. Black man with a fresh cut. Pants sagging, see you done messed up. Dress code got the nigga coming out'cha. Ain't spoke one word, but they know all about'cha.
chzend brechen alte Eichen. strzen krachend in das Dach. Risse spalten das Gemuer. Blitze fassen gierig nach. Feuer schlingt mein Haus hinunter. Sturm trgt meine Herde fort.
Ich wei, da ich hing. am windigen Baum neun Nchte lang. mit dem Ger verwundet geweiht dem Odin. ich selbst mir selbst, an jenem Baum. da jedem.... . ...fremd.
Am Himmel stand die Sonne tief. Das rot des Himmels trankte den Wald. Die Erde bebte bei der Wiederkehr. Ihre Bestimmung war es zu sterben. . Nach einer langen Schlacht.
Devant la symphonie oppressante,. L'art macabre se doit d'operer par des executions massives,. Car l'essence meme de l'etre humain est aujourd'hui corrompue..
From the depths of depression subsiding below. To the center of your pain as all hatred grows. You swear to avenge. Destroy self control. Ideas self destruct.
The threads are stripped, the walls are crumbling,. nothing you say, could never stop me.. The threads are stripped, the walls are crumbling,. and piece by piece, everything's falling..