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The Age of Torture
02:43
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Magical midnight that embraces Zugarramurdi,
A radiant fullmoon elegy of the shadow’s circle,
Unholy feast... coven of the forgotten worlds.
A thousand spells will be proclaimed,
Bones levitation, weeping of the candles...
Equinoctial throne possessed...
Eternal blasphemy... balm of the witches.
A sacrifice consummated in the depths of the forest,
Inquisitor’s nightmares dragged you here, now suffer and rot in your fucking cross!
Empire of witches!
Pleasure and lusty fire
Spectral caresses gut your hopes
There are no saints or gods
The lascivious praises burning in the 12 bonfires…that lick the ancient spell.
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The scythe that cuts the christians heads,
executioners raised by the blackness,
the lamb of god nailed to his infinite stake by non-existent compassion.
No more empty blessings, no more promises without paradises.
Eternal obedience and genuflections over the jaws of abysmal agonies.
Penitent, sinner and redeemer of rats…
Eons of laments fed with disease, castration of the spirit,
orgy in the epitaph, this is your condemn in extremis.
Black ceremony where the wolves howl at the moon…
The path illuminated by human torches,
the ancient evil shines, your flesh consumed by the grotesques shadows, death breathes on the rite.
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As evil shadow walking among the old graveyard
Lilith’s lust that emanates from the howling mist.
Like a migthy incantation, like a dream of unnatural profanities, imprecations of the gallows which adorn a horizon rotten inside.
Great slaughter that swims in black forgotten centuries,
hate blessed sleeping serpent of chaos that awakens like the human sigh of hell ruling over the promised land.
Fire burns among all the fire of our ancient battle...
winters of eternal beheadings dance with the witches of all incantations.
Curses feed our bonfire while the tears of the sacrificed,
the dawn fornicates every star and the aurora howls over.
The empires of cruelty built by black metal warriors of the past!
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MCXXXIV
03:56
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Knell before me...
Know the slave-face of your poisoned god!
I am the silent dictatorship of this age
I sowed the ancient seed of eternal fear in the human heart
For years I feed the war of men
Hunger for blood moans thy winged name
Cruelty supreme power behind the cross
The silice in total trance... pleasure licking to molestation
Convulsive prays for the arcane redemption,
Nihil conspiration crucified yours anguish for salvation.
Thousand mutilated bodies by confession
They fall they burn like flies on empty psalms
When the dusk gone the tortures open his abysmal mouth
Dark dungeons cry heretic blood, cry that still has echoed in others slavery eras to come.
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Altar of Decay
04:52
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The bleeding sword front of the altar of decay
Honor is a lost word in the poisoned tongue of time
My pride is the primordial fire that destroys everything
Can you see the fall of your ephemeral plane?
Can you feel the collapse of this slave civilization?
Symbols of Kali Yuga
The destruction of all man,
The weak return to feed the hunger lions
As in the times of blood on black steel,
Corrupted worthless slaves humans annihilated by desert’s scavenger
I hear the ancient call to war,
Cry in battle darkens the sun
Unleash the plague on this corrupted land.
War armed arm of ancient ages
It is the return of hate that created the empires of the past.
Infects the impure consumes the foundations of the modern world.
The slaughter contaminates the ether with its proud pestilential stench
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Nostri Peste Noire
04:18
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Behold! The redeemer rise among the rats
Behold! Childrens without skin baptized with unholy plague
Death shines on high like the great indulgence dancing in the dimensional crown of coffins.
Liberation from ulcerated flesh.
Salvation is rotten satanic red eyes from beyond.
Omnipresent black aura enthroned our PESTE NEGRA!
Walking on skulls penitent deceased!
Uncelestial reality without agonic idols
Terrestrial origins of all carnal laments
Vomit, sigils and stench... flesh rejoicing in the storm of flies and worms.
Behold! Pain speaks through wounds of this moribund world
Medieval canonization of the black death..
Now do the invocations, the thirsty spirit smile of the cremation pyre,
Listen the arcane voice of fire.
Drown my sigils in the burning flesh of the ultimate sacrifice!
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Sacrificial Temple
04:45
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Screams transcend the years of sacrifices,
The world drowned in the blood of the soil
Shadows of a distant past return with the leprous skin of the present, slaughtered impiety, hangs over the tree of total death
Rages storm of forgotten kingdoms,
At the end of winter Hell opens and the vortices consume the crying that becomes eternal in the womb of the plague.
Misanthropic annihilation
Necklace of kings' skulls hang over the altar of my sacrificial temple
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