Bloody Creed The New Age Of Terror 3

The Storm Of Darkness

This is the end my friends this is the end gone are the fabled days of yore

Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope 

I feel the weight crushing down and to feel the moon of oncoming darkness

This is the end my friends this is the end gone are the fabled days of yore

Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope 

I am touching the void like that of the ghost of Troy where once was life has now been destroyed

Only my father can hear me now as I solemnly make this eternal vow  I feel the weight crushing down 

And to feel the moon of oncoming darkness all of this is a useless and pathetic ploy

Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope

I am touching the void like that of the ghost of Troy where once was life has now been destroyed

I cannot think or fathom what is to come when everything has now become undone

The serpent will arise into the Great Leviathan to find his unforgiven and his bastard son

The great beast will open the abyss and will unleash the Master Hades and the wrathful Titans

The messiah will never ever see the light of day how his followers will their lives to pray

Never to live to see the sunrise again the blood will rain down for this oncoming annihilation

The Ravens Are On The Wing

I scour the battlefields in search of my wretched enemies and their debt is in blood

On the ground where they once have stood they will fall down onto the crimson mud

Damnation unto those who are weak and may they suffer into purgatorial pain

Their statuses mean nothing blood will fall will down onto the ground like falling rain

With vengeance on their mind the ravens are coming with their reckoning

With revenge on their mind the ravens are coming and they are on the wing

The Arctic winds will swarm onto your rich fertile and abundant lands

Forever trapped inside the darkness fate is the one that holds your hand

The ever present blade will be raised onto your pathetic useless throat

A vulgar display of power splatter your remains and let the blood defile your Lord

With vengeance on their mind the ravens are coming with their reckoning

With revenge on their mind the ravens are coming and they are on the wing

Ash for our spear-hafts yew for our bow-staves oak for our deck planks oak and elder our shields

I give you my hail I give you my blood I give you my life O Sylvan Liege

My life bleeds forth unto the earth to slake your roots Great Old King

Ash for our spear-hafts yew for our bow-staves oak for our deck planks oak and elder our shields

My life bleeds forth unto the earth to slake your roots Great Old King

With vengeance on their mind the ravens are coming with their reckoning

With revenge on their mind the ravens are coming and they are on the wing

Dying From The Inside

My child has been taken away from me and there is nothing I cannot feel

These wounds are lurking deep inside of me and I feel as I am fucking bleeding

I am down at zero and I feel the weight coming and crushing me so far down

I ask God for some salvation and there is no reply as I am crushed to the ground

I am trapped inside this fucking void and I am dying from the inside

I am dying from the inside and I do not know whether to live or to die

The bastard has stolen what was most dearest from me my child and my family

These wounds are lurking deep inside of me and I feel as I am fucking bleeding

I am down at zero and I feel the weight coming and crushing me so far down

I ask God for some salvation and there is no reply as I am crushed to the ground

I am trapped inside this fucking void and I am dying from the inside

I am dying from the inside and I do not know whether to live or to die

I am down at zero and I feel the weight coming and crushing me so far down

I ask God for some salvation and there is no reply as I am crushed to the ground

My child has been taken away from me and there is nothing I cannot feel

The bastard has stolen what was most dearest from me my child and my family

I am trapped inside this fucking void and I am dying from the inside

I am dying from the inside and I do not know whether to live or to die

In Aeternum

Come with me onto a journey towards eternity 

Come with me onto a time that was ever real

From the forests where the centaurs roam to the thousand 

Beasts that ravage and savagely kill all of these hallowed lands

This is an ancient time where religion and science come together

Only the prophets speak the tongues and the words of the gods eternal

The Sphinx holds its presence along side other creatures the scourge and the thorn of the gods

Into the temples sanctuary against the rain and the ground lies in muddy crimson 

By the waters of the Styx come with me to a journey towards eternity

Triton arises from the sea a blood-letting manifesting for all to see

King of  the Gods and of Olympus demands your audience

And you all will see the beasts from whom the gods have created

Hyperborea awaits the land of Apollo and all of the sacred sages

Lean wisdom from the gods and what you shall seek you will find

From wise old men to the treasures and the jewels of the ages

From enlightenment and to the riches that are beyond your mind

And now this time is eternal and the Earth is in their presence

Only the prophets speak the tongues and the words of the gods eternal

By the waters of the Styx come with me onto a time that was ever real

Suspended From The Throat

I want to take you down and leave you in eternal misery

Forever left to fucking drown and left to fucking bleed

You will get what you have wanted what you deserve

A pathetic useless life whose future will become uncertain

And I will suspend you from your fucking throat

No more leaders, no more saviours and no more lords

There is nothing more satisfying than a nosebleed

You are facing the wrath of your own uncertainty

Flaunt your pathetic arrogance but keep your distance

You however disgust me with your ignorant vapid culture

And I will suspend you from your fucking throat

No more leaders, no more saviours and no more lords

I want to take you down and leave you in eternal misery

Forever left to fucking drown and left to fucking bleed

You will get what you have wanted what you deserve

A pathetic useless life whose future will become uncertain

And I will suspend you from your fucking throat

No more leaders, no more saviours and no more lords

The Iron Age

The pathetic victims of deception living on the edge of society

Blindly inheriting their greed for their useless narcissism

What do they know from their created system

Forever more a blade lunges to even the score 

A thousand dead souls left from before

The declaration of war has been called and now placed into the law

Sleepless nights are now thrown into turmoil

The rise of a bloody hurricane as the anger 

Which begins to boil into the raging storm

Behold the embodiment of the Gods thy scourge of the sea Poseidon

Armed to the teeth Cerberus the vicious dog of the underworld

Three headed demon with such display of ultimate power

No more hope inside a world of confusion and delusion

Where the arrogant and the ignorant who wish to uphold

Themselves into their own pathetic domain

Forever more a blade lunges to even the score 

A thousand dead souls left from before

Vocare Ad Regnum

No more that I am going to be one of your fools

You have lost it all and there is nothing you can do

The blood drenched rising rip-tide comes to the surface

Not a god not a king when no one gives you a name

This is a call to the kingdom

There are many challengers coming for your throne

These vicious warriors will not ever leave you alone

Your armies and your greed is useless against them

Ready yourselves for war men for we shall dine in hell 

This is a call to the kingdom

No more that I am going to be one of your fools

You have lost it all and there is nothing you can do

The blood drenched rising rip-tide comes to the surface

Not a god not a king when no one gives you a name

This is a call to the kingdom

Genibus Nitito Canus

No more hierarchy and no more one man up-ship

You are the one who shall pay the fucking price

You live in your ivory tower filled with your vanity

I can see right through you right through your lies

Now get down onto your knees you dog

How many more lives is it going to take

I cannot fathom the outcome of the casualties

You will have known about the price you paid

No more hierarchy and no more one man up-ship 

Now get down onto your knees you dog

No more hierarchy and no more one man up-ship

You are the one who shall pay the fucking price

You live in your ivory tower filled with your vanity

I can see right through you right through your lies

Now get down onto your knees you dog

Grigori Rasputin

A paramour to the queen the only self appointed healer

Fire and insanity burning inside of this crazed individual

Women how they love him inside of their companionship

The sex and the wine comes in ecstasy to this hellish preacher

The alpha and the omega his name is Grigori Rasputin

What has made me different from all of the other men

I possess a power that takes over all of their women

The tsar and tzarina have given me privilege in their presence

The winter palace has become my abode of my pleasure

The alpha and the omega my name is Grigori Rasputin

A paramour to the queen the only self appointed healer

Fire and insanity burning inside of this crazed individual

They tried to kill and poison me many times again and again

I laugh back at their faces as I resurrect myself from the dead

The alpha and the omega his name is Grigori Rasputin

The alpha and the omega my name is Grigori Rasputin

In Nomine Patris 

I despise you and I will deny you and I will defy you

There is nothing and no hand to be offered from you

You have taken everything and nothing is ever given back

There is no going back as your world will soon fade to black

Fear the parting darkness and the chill of a cold never ending winter

The guillotine is drawing ever closer to your head

You do not know what lies on the damned road ahead

And you should know that the price is hanging on your head is death

May your kingdoms face destruction and desecration as one thousand fire ever burn

One by one they will all fall the end of your delusion of grandeur

It is the garden of bleeding and pray thy kingdom come

For my will be done and no God will replace what you have done

Bloody Creed The New Age Of Terror 2

As The Storm Rages On

I come from the many lands that are unknown
Born from the fire with a heart that is made of stone
Inside the forests and inside the temples I shall dwell
My mind thirsts for knowledge it cannot be quenched
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

Invite me into your presence Master of the sages
Anoint me into your rituals borne from the ages
Bring me my bloody sword and my amulet of power
This world will know me as their God everlasting forever
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

I come from the many lands that are unknown
Born from the fire with a heart that is made of stone
Inside the forests and inside the temples I shall dwell
My mind thirsts for knowledge it cannot be quenched
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

Arise, Thy Mighty Colossus

Thus begins the apocalyptic war of one hundred souls
No more use of will as they will lose all of their control
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

The gods begin their militaristic warfare a hierarchy that will not fail
The humans will not find power nowhere the coffin has been impaled
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

Thus begins the apocalyptic war of one hundred souls
No more use of will as they will lose all of their control
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

The Suffering Of God

God created the earth and the heavens but the bastard did not create me
His pathetic humans are slaves for his leadership nothing more than a dictatorship
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

Encircle the religious and the pious and send them into the jaws of the lions
Eat his body and drink his blood and then all together sing a song of false love
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

God created the earth and the heavens but the bastard did not create me
His pathetic humans are slaves for his leadership nothing more than a dictatorship
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

Let There Be Rot

A sanguineous appetite a bloody feast that is ripe for the feeding
Castrating and ripping another victim that is kept forever bleeding
Nothing will not stop your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
The slice of the blade is the last moment that you will ever see
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

Desensitized since the age of birth borne with all vices and spite
A heart that is so cold and with eyes so blue as the freezing ice
You all knew you all should have seen this coming your vanity
Asininity will only ever remain your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

A sanguineous appetite a bloody feast that is ripe for the feeding
Castrating and ripping another victim that is kept forever bleeding
You all knew you all should have seen this coming your vanity
Asininity will only ever remain your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

Surgical Precision

The tools of the trade that are in my hands dwell in anticipation
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

The rivers are flowing with the blood and excrement of the filth
The veins and the callouses are corrupted just filled with shit
A Jihad of epic propagations a call for an unholy war on terror
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
This is heartwork of its kind a canvas for the fine art of murder
The de los muertes has arrived sanguineous in its burning fever
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

The Unspoken Name

The Devil's dog is back again on the streets doing his dirty work
He has failed numerous times and the impressions are never lasting
He is living in a non fictional reality a junkie messiah to the lepers
A so called celebrity a jester for the king's court a human novelty
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

A legend in his own mind however it is more like a pathetic passing phase
As long as he has his fix of drinks and drugs he will never become the same
I despise the cunt and I cannot stand his useless and fucked up narcissism
A club to the brain a taste of broken glass the annihilation of his system
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

The Devil's dog is back again on the streets doing his dirty work
He has failed numerous times and the impressions are never lasting
He is living in a non fictional reality a junkie messiah to the lepers
A so called celebrity a jester for the king's court a human novelty
The end has come for his monarchy his system that was built by nepotism
Greed rears its ugly head one by one his days have become numbered
Weak and pathetic the pain he will suffer will be brutal and tortuous
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

The Sex Trade

The street walkers of the night and the harlots servicing in wicked pleasure
Influential men of power converse and indulge within their own sexual leisure
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

Revel in decadence and dance like the Marquis de Sade the taste of hot leather
Women are falling down and procrastinating at the feet of soldiers and leaders
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

The street walkers of the night and the harlots servicing in wicked pleasure
Influential men of power converse and indulge within their own sexual leisure
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

This Broken Society

Heavy is the head is what lies in the crown
Never to be seen or to become ever found
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

You think you want people to bend down to your will
In context your reign will never ever become fulfilled
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

Heavy is the head is what lies in the crown
Never to be seen or to become ever found
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

Cast Down (Southern Texas Death Ride)

This is the last time I ever want to hear from you I scold you for evermore
Where were you when those you loved suffered under your fucking reprisals
The hounds of hell are following down your trial for all that have suffered for
Well I am Death and none can excel I will open the door to heaven or down to hell

Cast down into the flames and into this eternity you will forever burn
I am death I have come to take the soul leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame dirt and worm both have a claim
To dust of all creation to ashes there will be nothing for you to transform

This is the last time I ever want to hear from you I scold you for evermore
Where were you when those you loved suffered under your fucking reprisals
Your arrogance is fleeting and no weight of gold were meant to prove your fucking worth
The life burden of depression and grief is left to all of those that are now left to suffer
Well I am Death and none can excel I will open the door to heaven or down to hell

I Digest My Offerings

Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Treacherous amongst are the flock no shepherd without a rod only born only to serve
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Treacherous amongst are the flock no shepherd without a rod only born only to serve
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

From Bruges To London

As the journey begins, the clouds thicken
Broken hearted and grief stricken
Saying goodbye to the friends you've made
Recovering from the pints you've slayed 
Bag on your back your all done and packed.

Driving through the grass meadows of France
Desperate to have that last glance
Boarding the train to go back home 
Destined for you personal dome

All is done the trip is over, as you reach the white cliffs of Dover
The weather is miserable and  so dismal
But as you scroll through your pictures, your mood is changed to something more cheerful.