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I hail you, king of the night
in your name I spill the blood
to seal your conspiracy in eternity
for the death of all (false) light and life...

In glory I praise you, Master
let me be at one with your might
so that these eyes once could see

Black Metal is War
The glare of churches burning in the night
The glow of nails and steel in the darkness
Nordic blood that boils with hatred is the knife
That slits the throat of the christian god...

Eliterian tyranny, strife for a revolution
Is the path towards the new black order

The Cruel voice of the night
That calls you in your sleep
When the silence is broken
by the yell from darkness
The moonlight embraces the unseen
that is given life from your fears
The furor awakens to convulse
your frightful soul

The first depth
Before he built his six
When you, the son of the guide, son of the Transylvanian plague,
Started to fail, beneath the Turkish rein
We hail your grim arts of travesty, the pain was real
Your arts of grim desseray
Fear and death, agony and synestithy, to anyone who didn't obey you!
The grim arts of disastrophy has started!

Reign of tyranny, of magick and strength
Enthroned Aryan spirit the resurrection of our reich
Valour of pagan Europe
War and warrior's blood
We know that our destiny lies in the forgotten stars...

Burning eyes of the werewolf
The runes written in stone

Born from the blood that was carried through time
Encircling the true essence of the wolf
To reap the weak as a cursed shadow in the night
And let their death ornament the snow

When the fullmoon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When carelian forests echoe with your death

In the forest of broken crosses
The aryan wind has blown
The blazing torch of death's majesty
Reflected on the skull

Torching winds of war
The semite creation in ashes
The remains blown away to the past

...As the end of all twilights is at hand
The moon ascends to eclipse the sun forever
And the earth is enlightened
By the stream of the screaming souls
A ray of obscure unearthly light
That carves the shape
Of an eye to the pale surface of the moon
He has given us His sign...

Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench
Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks
The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance
…of the contagious children of the crypt

Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased
Stealthy heralds, sharpening the scythe of plague
The parade of creeping shadows, like a living floor

Come come
The wolves of my funeral
And rend this flesh

Stab your knives
Onto my coffin
To kill the sorrow

This sunless landscape of my realm before my eyes
Like and untouched creation from the darkest ancient times
There, where the raven flies, lie the gates to my kingdom
Forgotten and buried in snow behind these lifeless trees

My kingdom, where my throne is eternal
Where my reign is lonely in silence
Where the bleak sky is guarded by the ravens

The pyres burn in the distance for Satan
Barking dogs in the woods are far away
With my shield and sword worn with valour
I smell the terror of the holy in the wintry night

I stand at the fires, still my breath steams in the cold
In the light of the fullmoon I mount my horse
It's the night of retribution and christian holocaust

IN THE INNER CASTLES
OF OUR BLACK SOULS
THE AERIE OF VAMPIRIC CONSPIRACIES
WE CONTRIVE OUR KNIVES OF RETURN
TO DEFEAT THE ENDLESS BETRAYAL

WITH SPECTRAL STARLIGHT SHIMMER
THROUGH ENDLESS

A dream of a nest among the stars
That cradles the sleeping ancient one
Whose now closed eyes were the first to see
The trail that leads away from humility

Through the eyes of a raven he watches
In utter scorn and dreamlike aversion
Those who cannot conceive the delight

Frozen woods holding within the wisdom
Forbidden spirit of war and our blood
Ancient battles that were fought then
Are now revived to glorify our reign

Agonizing freezing winds
Whip your christian flesh
Our heathen steel will break your bones

A forlorn eye burns on the altar of darkness
To reflect the fire of the majesty of death
In his glory and in praise of all evil
Awaken the wolfish shadow, let darkness reign

Satan's Werewolf - The chalice of life stands barren
Awaiting fulfillment from the cursed wine
Satan's Werewolf - In the light of this one candle

Funeral darkness, clouds shadow the pale surface of the moon
Amid peals of possessed chants out from the darkness and the fog
The demon with black fur and claws as dirks is unbound
Skulks the woods in monstrous craving for blood

The burning eyes of the werewolf
The runes written in the stone
Forbidden wisdom hidden within

Banners fly as we march through the plains
On the path towards the unholy war
The wind from the horizon carries the stench
Of our enemies who await us in fear

In the last rays of the setting sun
A thought passes of a new dawn, a new age
Still, by blood and by sacrifice

Mountainsides clad in cold mist
Damned land of mortal terror
Ghastly temples of forests and ruins
In the kingdom of evil souls

In the blackest evil night...
...Cursed for eternity
As a gestalt of the vampire

Nature's primal unchained energy
That is enshrined in all that exists
The power of great destruction
And creation on the crumbling remains

Satan, creator
Satan, destructor
Satan, master residing in the void

Thou Evil Spirit, Thou fever of the desert
Gather unto this circle
My blood I offer, feed and grow strong
Enter my flesh we shall dwell as one
The moon eclipsed, darkness enthroned
The primal serpent stirs
Awaken hordes long sleeping

The northern winds carried the vision of a time yet to be
when the cold breath of evil once ascends from it's throne
To join me as one with the night, in the light of moon
to let me inhale the mist of my sorrows
Let them flow through my veins and awaken the malice
the convulsion to be reborn like Fenris unbound from its chains
So that I could forever wander in search for his morbid heart
and leave behind just the footsteps in the snow.

Sieg Heil! The sign of our cross rises
The age of fire and retribution is upon us
Shadow resistance, the order of hate
Against the cross that has oppressed us for so long

Torching the jewish creation
Laughing on their despair when they cry
Blood shall be our guide - On the battlefield