The Third Of Storms
Three days of absolute eclypse
Introduce the evoked tribunal
Hailstorms proof, they told us the truth
Total destruction, mankind to hell
Blind and insane the misguided repent
But it's a bit late
In the heat of infernal lightnings
And in the shadows of poisoned clouds
The world will die under the sword of destiny
Go out and see, the omens are here
A church is red like blood of an angel
The rich and the poor, both will fall into the flames of malice
Crucifixion
Crucifixion they called the game
Bestial penalty, a deadly maim
Crucifixion, the way that sinners go
Holy torment, last malice ya got to know
Crucifixion, crucifixion Bloody Hell, I won't die here
Crucifixion, crucifixion I'm blood covered in pain and fear
Hundreds of years they raised the cross
Evil dark priests black stones they toss
The bible, it praises that bloody wood
A priest, he prays with an uncanny hood
Rusty nails sended them straight to hell
Illtreated, they just got their souls to sell
Crucifixion, the way that sinners go
Holy torment, last malice ya got to know
Dark Warriors
Horrible warriors prowling through the night
Legions of darkness heroes of fight
Axes in their hands coming across the swamp
Stalking their prey the victims got no chance
Dark Warriors living in the night hungry for flesh thirsty for blood
The gate of hell breaks open and Satan's sons come out
Who will now survive when the warriors are in town
Axes in their hands and daggers in their waists
Some sluts are lying dead killed by this evil force
Dark Warriors living in the night hungry for flesh thirsty for blood
The nightmare was over then morning came around
The town has never been the same since that night
Smell of death is in the air the blood runs through the streets
Maimed and slaughtered over all no one survived that night
Dark Warriors living in the night hungry for flesh thirsty for blood
Power Of Satan
Horrible things have to be done
Clouds in the sky away is the sun
I'll be the tormentor on Satan's command
The victims will die I'm the master's left hand
I know the tower where the sorcerer's at home
I feel the power of Satan in my soul
Havoc and hate my weapon's my mate
I'm a soldier of death I'm killing for hell
Blood lust I feel my axe is from steel
I'm a hero of fighting and I know it so well
I know the tower where the sorcerer's at home
I feel the power of Satan in my soul
Torture I'll bring a devilish thing
Black is the sky the nightmare will come
The moon is shining bright it's the only light
My legions will fly fly for the night
I know the tower where the sorcerer's at home
I feel the power of Satan in my soul
When Hell's Near/Decapitator
Premonition, last decision bloody hell, sin to sell
Creature in black mask sold by Satan for its task
Heavy axe falls on the block crowd roars in a shock
Execution, execution wearing black, on death's track
Crying in fear, when hell's near cold is on ya breath, fingers of death your last fun, the crowd has fun
Eternal insanity, his mind's defaced
Thousands will die, lunatics have risen
Decapitator termination, barbaric expression
Harsh sounds when steel meets entrails
Decease will come, neck pierced with nails
Decapitator termination, barbaric expression
Got no control about his deeds hatchet in hand, the tool he needs
Repulsive noise as axe cuts bone head off the neck in an abhorrence tone
Decapitator termination, barbaric expression
Buried And Forgotten/ Death Fiend
Veni spiritus Satanas necromantical screams only the mounds are deaf
But the glassy eyes behind the wood freezing breeze, last bell is mute as I run through night's fog
My feet lurch over the grave have them buried long ago still awake but without life
Rustling leaves, I sweat in fear I see a shape, no two, no three hollowed faces pale and declined
Life is death or is death life?
Soul is strong but flesh is weak laughing is frozen and eyes are lumps
See the graveyard's church but the gates are closed walls are bleeding cross gleaming white
I've entreated death, he answered me you entreated death, the answer will come
Debris of faith, even the wisest is bad immortal morals, catched up with time
Vault of darkness, filled with hate deny life, evoke the dead
Procession of damnation, expulsion of light
Hazardous ways alone in the dark only the mounds are deaf
Obsession in my mind of the deadly kind
Fight the battle to kill masturbating ill
I'll send you to yer grave make ya pay for your sin
Death fiend death fiend
Cut yer fucking cock giving ya death's shock
Riding through the night use my hands to fight
I'll send you to yer grave make ya pay for your sin
Death fiend death fiend
Buried deep in your grave now be death's own slave
Searching for barbarism acting in schizoism
I'll send you to yer grave make ya pay for your sin
Death fiend death fiend
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