Wings of the night Has turned light into shadows And through the deep forest Only the mist prevails Carried forth by the whispering wind
And in a glade of the deepest part of the forest The black pounding heart of a thousand peoples fears Thirteen figures perform the most obscure dance Around an altar of stone while the eye of Satan Beholds from its high seat in the starless sky
Dark eyes stares with carnal bloodlust at the fettered virgins helpless struggle Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and pierce the night with her cries
The sacred blood of god's creation flow As the eyes of the creatures woefully glow * As gleaming red as the hair of the beasts ^? Dreadful shadows plunges through the veils of the mist at their screaming prey Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and force her spirit beyond the gates Of black divinity
The sacred blood of gods creation drips And run down the throats of the creatures who from open vein sips And the moon glows - as pale as the skin of the beasts
Three crosses breaks her skin A soul for Satan to win
Three crosses for the price of blood That so triumphantly brought death to the son of god
Three crosses for the breed of Cain That throughout time in blood will reign
Three crosses for the abomination from Nod Who so fiercly drank his brothers blood
Three crosses for the breathren of Judas
All praise the black deity So fearsome great and mighty Mark our spirits with thine blessing dark divine And through our eyes you powers all will shine Upon the forthcoming millenium
The sacred blood of gods creation is gone And her soul is now in the hands of the horned one Who laughs as bloodfreezing as gaze in the eyes of the beasts
Three crossess breaks her skin A soul for Satan to win
Three crossess for the price of blood That so triumphantly brought death to the son of god
Three crossess for the breed of cain That throughout time in blood will reign
Three crossess for the abomination from Nod Who so fiercly drank his brothers blood
Three crossess...
3. Of Hells Fire
I hear the evil calling of the spirits of the dark And see the beauty and the power of the devils mark The night always calls my name Gaze into my eyes and see the shadows of the flames
Of hells fire Torture and pain I desire Let the flames reach higher And lick the realms of the Nazarene liar
Dark reflections sweep the night a call from the depths of the earth Antichrist is rising the image of Him to which hell gave birth Necromantical chants are brought forth by the winds of the north The message of destruction from Satan and his court
The toll of damnations bell Open the gates to hell I can feel the delightful smell Of rotten souls who in darkness dwell
Thou - The archangel who fell from the heavenly empire Thou - The hand that wound with evil and unholy desire Thou - The black lord of the unlight to which we all belong From the deepest part of gehenna tormented soulos sings damnations song
Write my name with the slaughtered angels blood As I step in the face of the fallen soldiers of god All the children of Jehova will always be our prey Beyond the pearly gates we shall crush, rape destroy and slay
Grant us the first power Up from hell we storm at the witching hour Where we ride the soil turns sour The evil eye behold from hells highest tower
The power of christ doesn't compell me Lucifer I kneel before thee Join the forces of Satan for you will see Grim and dark the future is going to be
Of hells fire
4. Slay The Nazarene
It was predicted that with every tool That the romans brought pain to you thy fool People to your god should be lead While our warriors lost and scattered fled You should be the king on earth Bastard son of virgin birth
Slay the Nazarene - In christian eyes supreme You will die
Slay the Nazarene - Your might is just a dream You shall die
Slay the Nazarene - Tourtured you will scream You must die
Slay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene Die Die
On your command man should do what god wilth Glorification of holy christian slime and filth Your vision of your crusaders bravery That turned the wiched out of their slavery You should be the king of kings But now feel the embrace of Lucifers wings
Slay the son of god - Drown him in his own blood Meet your death
Slay the son of god - This is your sinners flood We praise your death
Slay the son of god - Scum of inferior blood Hail your death
Slay the son of god Slay the son of god Death Death Death
Now glance upon your teachings In the pits of lost realities
Behold the righteous ones Before Satan at their knees
Slay the scum of the earth - Whoreson of infidel birth You are dead
Slay the scum of the earth - Your cross is nothing worth Your teachings are dead
Slay the scum of the earth - Teared apart with sadistic urge Your god is dead
Slay the scum of the earth Slay the scum of the earth Dead Dead Dead
Humiliated as no other Seek patience at the weak chest of your father I.N.R.I. Crucified you shall die Mocked and spitted at Your feeble rat
Slay the Nazarene - In christian eyes supreme You will die
Slay the Nazarene - your might is just a dream You shall die
Slay the Nazarene - tortured you will scream You must die
Slay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene Die Die Die
SLAY THE NAZARENE
5. Nightwing
Nightwing - fly across the sky And cast your shadow over those who before dawn will die Beyond a great vast forest lies the desolate land Ruled by men controlled by Satans hand Craving for the ever blood dripping saints stone And with dark rites in the nights blackest hour Nightmares strife for the darksides blessing and the higher power
And the mantel of power should be shouldered by the firstborn The one who crave evil and all kinds of human feelings scorn He who drank his fathers blood and leaves his foes ripped and torn And which the king halls up high since long forlorn
Have you ever wondered what's beyond the human sphere To behold life through deaths dark veils from the demons lair To stand above the eternal rest and every night rise up from your tomb And behold life like the ones who with teeth was born from their mothers womb
For I am death and so you shall be When on the nightwing you ride with me
The warlocks deciple, enchanter of ghouls With exposed fangs from which the blood drouls
Nightwing - storm through eternity And rip asunder those who fall for the human mockery Within the massive castlewalls lurks the evil now again Which with wise men made a truse by giving the blood of gods best men He who possessess the gift which sends shivers down the spine And awaken people who step away from the mortal worlds decline He is the fierce creature which the angels fear to chase Who see pain as passion and lives at war with the mortal race
His tomb is for any horse to cross like a mountain step He has come to awake the devil from his sleep
The warlocks deciple, enchanter of ghouls With exposed fangs from which the blood drouls
Pulled from our frail existence by the claws of death To defy the scythe and feel the reapers breath To walk the tunnel backwards when you first life has been slain And when all mortal feelings has ceased to cause you pain For I am darkness and so you shall be As on the nightwing you ride with me
6. Dreams Of Blood And Iron
The ravagings through his homeland gave the dragon the realm of Sebes By saving his people from the turks and powers fatal to the flesh But the turkish sultan Murad saw this as a treason to their deal And swore to his god that one day the dragons fate he would seal Across the donau with peace in mind the three of them ride Dracul his father and brother was captured on the floods other side The dragon swore his soul to the turkish realm of the sand And left his sons to their fate in the infidel muslim land
As time went by Dracul for humans grew a great disgust Aswell as expiering the pleasures of the harems sinful lust Decietfulness , intrepidity and cruelty would become his name Man or beast, muslim or christian it would all be the same Brother Radu won the hearts of the turks and become Murads own son While Vlad's powerful innerself would make him king in the long run But as thunderbolt from clearblue sky Message that father Dracul had died
Words have arrived that brother Mircea has been captured and buried alive Dracul swore that his killer, Hunyadi, wouldn't be able to survive Along with the turks he turned against the first goal he could see The wallachian throne ruled by pro-hungarian family Danesti Two months later Dracul was cast out from rule By conspiering forces who feared the lion and desired a mule In fear of the turks and his fathers hungarian slayers He fled to Moldavia and hoped that lord Bogdan would answear to his prayers
Lord Bogdan of Moldavia has fallen from rule in a pool of blood Assassinated by rivalry powermongers to the fathersbrother of prince Vlad Strengthened by promises of his cousins blood and steel Dracul now will force his opponents to before him kneel His fathers and brothers killers trust he now will earn The realm of Transilvania awaits with fear his return With twenty thousand crusaders he will drive poles through Every follower of Danesti ruler Vladislav II
7. Dracole Wayda
Back in Transilvania to be met by the news Which struck the christian world as a blaze Konstantinopel has fallen into the hands of the turks And the emperor Konstantin is dead The fear of the turks is growing but the sword of Dracul Will show the muslims the reapers face Vlad now took shelter in Sibiu so the coloured ones Couldn't manage to get his head
A servant of god in league with Satan A christian crusader who made the angels cry A defender of moral and faith with nature bread by hellspawn As driven by demonforces his army the muslims and christians defy
But four years after his departure from the town Vlad appeared outside town In the forests cold haze His wallachian army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu As raging demons terror they spread Teared apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen into the afterworld gaze Maimed and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day Out into the night fled
A servant of god...
Dracul now repair his castle which the tartars centuries ago Made a rampaged place "His clothes had to work til the clothes fell from their bodies" An old chronicle said >From Poenari Vlad rules with an iron hand and his strife for power ^? Leaves a bloodstained trace The boyars was gathered for a meeting and soon on poles They dying blead
To cherish the soulds of his subjects In fear of divine punishment and hells embrace Dracul raised abbeys and supported the church as a sign To the godwill he god offered But the mortals he by orgys of bloodshed and torture Made clear that they Vlad had to praise Eternal death to thee who had the nerv To not the voivod and inquisitor dread
A servant of god...
8. Kaziklu Bey (The Lord Impaler)
Kaziklu Bey - Devils son Chosen one
After the fourth crusade all christian piety is gone And the greatest commander against the muslim turks you have now become
Kaziklu Bey - Stormbringer of fright Now show the world your might
Impale you every foe with delight And let the frail decend into eternal night Gather your armies for the decisive fight Your elite state is now in sight
Storming in fury with ten thousand men To teach the muslims a lession again In the port of Giurgiu their ambush will fail To Wallachia in chains the turks now grow pale With poles through their bodies they all now will die And the sultan Muhammed in anguish will cry
At the forthcoming winter the war since long planned To spread the religion which the turks banned Went on all the way to the Black sea Where overwhelming armies forced Dracul to flee
Kaziklu Bey - Lord of blodshed The infidel you dismembered
Rise and conquer with your army you people from the turkish yoke liberated After the battle at Giurgiu the deathfigure was 23809 turkish ears, noses and heads
By poison the wells and burning the land Dracul only left ashes to the men from the sand While the peasants joined Dracul the turks heard the cry Of wolves and only saw vultures in the sky
At the "terror night" Dracul striked the starved turks And killed thousand and thousand to complicate their works Next morning the turks found Tirgoviste in flames And a forest of Impaled men with turkish names
The the sultan gave up his conquering plan "What can we do against such a man?"
9. Deme Quaden Thyrane
On a cold mist october morning In the year of the lord 1462 The horses appeared on the hills of Brasov The process of damnation would soon begun
Dracul would show the world how to correct The rumanians which lacked strength or showed disrespect The following story is just one of many on Draculs way To outwipe every opposer who didn't him blindly obey
He killed by crushing them under the wheels of barrows Others were undressed and skinned alive To their very bowels and others were still impaled upon wooden poles Or fried over the glowing embers placed under them
The cold wind of death follow in his way Deme quaden thyrane
Some of them were run through with stakes that impaled their heads, breasts and behind Until the pole was driven through the mouth To ellude the lack of any cruelty he drew stakes through The breast of mothers and then he went on by impaling Their infants upon theese
The cold wind of death follows in his way Deme quaden thyrane
So many have to die By the horrible ways of torturing them With such instruments that can only be invented By the most nefarious cruelty possessed Uttermost dreadful tyrant that ever existed
But the hungarian king Mathias Corvinus now Dracul betrayed And for twelve long years Vlad now in the kings prison stayed But the bonds of blood that Dracul in prison tied Made his king in Wallachia again with Mathias as an allied With lord Stefan Bathori's army and military skill Dracul now will make all saches, boyars, Danesti's and turks blood chill
10. Anno Domini 1476
But since Stefan failed his word and let Draculs enemys come from every side
Dracu has no choise but with his two hundred men into death ride During the last battle the turkish lines begin to scatter And Vlad rode up on a hill to see the inferior blood splatter But treasonous boyars ambushed the lion to his blood spill Dracul fought bravely but the twentieth boyar would be his last kill When the turks found his body they cutted of his head Which was stuck on a pole in Konstantinopel to show the muslim world That Kaziklu Bey was dead The night of the lord impalers demise the worst storm man could remember struck the land Kaziklu Bey was dead but not gone and by thunder his foe's now again could feel his hand
