Six days six nights given away A pair of arms that desire And crave bent in half You're there I'm here You know who I am? I've craved and desired...
There's anger hidden somewhere Love is carving The flame of contempt There's a flower... Which blooms at dark It's the fire that kindles The grief...
I catch a thin thread On the blue of your eyes That sailed for ages In simplicity of my nights And I wait... Heavenly fruit of sin It's a flame of your
[Bathory cover] God of Thunder Who crack the sky Swing your Hammer Way up high In chariot of gold Ride across the clouds The black storm is unfold
[Mayhem cover] Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind
The moon's glow On the lake Is a reflection of the night's crown Taken from six heads Once the nymph's crown United the power She was the Ophis of the
[Venom cover] Black is the night, metal we fight Power amps set to explode Energy screams, magic and dreams Satan records the first note. We chime the
Hour is here by eternity measured Eternity is from ages annealed By hour, in which born will be pain In endless depths of bloody plains When seventh
From opened veins and mangled arteries Flows the treacherous venom I crawl wounded like the lowest reptile From opened aortas, deep wounds Laves the
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain To receive power and riches and wisdom And strength and honor and glory and blessing! [Revelation 5:12] Whiplash, laughter
Two millenia I adhere you Millions of generations brought to naught You infiltrate my body With a treacherous hunger In the temple of death, at the
I'm waiting for the power of redness I'm waiting for the sweetness of blood... I'm running away from the day So I can love at night So I can taste the
"Sticking nails into your bare neck I furrow with claws your innocence Nectar of life flows straight to my throat Slowly you withdraw Pale-green body
Caedite eos! Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius Per signum crucis Millions of annihilated begins Millions of death sentences Laus tibi! Per signum crucis
My thoughts years away from my body My mind shivering from cold Leucoma, nobody s sight I touch the smoke of burning carcass I hear the smell of burning
Whosoever will be saved, before all things Is it necessary that he hold the Catholic Faith Which Faith except everyone do keep whole and undefiled Without
Endless depth of inexhaustible desires Only the scent! Only the taste! Nothing else do I feel Imperious albugo begs - more!!! Savour of redness Smell
Even until now lives a settled conviction, that salvation can be bought here, on the Earth, by praying the so called offering to the priest of grace.