Peer into the eyes of horror. So dark and cold. Will follow you, till life has run out. . Peer into the eyes of death. Playing with your fear. Trying to dishearten till the last step.
[music by Aaarrrgon,Lyrics by G.v.Beelzebub]. . Donner erhebt sich Bekmpfer der riesen Tritt hervor. er schwingt seinen Hammer den er nennt Mjillnr manchen Kampf hat er gefhrt.
[Music and Lyrics by Warrior, Originally performed by Celtic Frost]. . After the battle is over. And the sands drunken the blood. All what there remains.
"He will builds his kingdom on earth. and he subject to satan. the earth will be empty and. the people will kill each other". . "And it was given up to him to make with the saints.
"And I stood upon the sand of the sea. And saw a beast rise up out of the sea. Having seven heads and ten horns. And upon his heads the name of blasphemy".
"When the jews return to Zion. And a comet rips the sky. And the Holy Roman empire rises. Then you and I must die". . "From the eternal sea he rises. Creating armies on either shore.
Every fullmoon night the forest calls him to go out. His body turns from a human into a bestial monster. The light of stars guides the wolf to his graceful victims.
many days of games where over in the kingdom of Burgund. at the end a hunting should be with Siegfried as their leader. Gunther to Siegfried:. "take your weapons saddle your horse your the greates hunter.
One day in the deeps of hell deamons will break out. Master Satan said to them they should built on armee. Sender from the underworld to the mankind of earth.
Look through the window. The window of reality. Touch the streak of lightning. Let it enter the mind. . Awakw from the dreamworld. Reality is no dancing shadow.
God of silence. Hear his please. Your son begs you. To support him in the final Battle. . God of darkness. Give him the power. To conquer the Good. To reign over it.
You don't know who we are (sons of cretins). Calling you snakes a compliment. You don't know who you're up against (sons of cretins). He who conjures up hell burn instead.
At the birth, the moon cremated. When it cried, the rivers flooded. When it was hungry, thunders kept on rolling. The circle opened, doom was sealed. .
They told us from old legends. wonders far beyond. from warriors and honour. from boldness undaunted. from times of great celebration. from crying and from lament.
Foggy church yards. Neglected tombstones. Dejected wreaths. Sepulchral smell. . Morbid tales. Inner feelings. Perverse lust. Supress it whole your life.
The last sharp shooter. The lasy of shadows. The prisoner,. And the little boy. . The last sharp shooter. Came to the sign of three. All together in the lost empire.
Even now he's in the world. And his power shall be mighty. And he shall prosper and be strong. And shall destroy the mighty and the holy. . Burn under the protection of Satan.