7 ian. 2009


Inferno Rex Sathanas Inferno Rex Sathanas Descendants from heaven gather at the burning gates, black winged demons from the kingdom cursed to man. Where fire burns eternally and is the only light to shine, thou shalt kneel for the throne of his excellence Sathanas. Blood stains the dim halls where the screams of torture resound. The cauldrons filled with the remains of dying human creatures. His majesty walks among a gallery of impaled corpses. The shadows are alive and witness eternal suffering... Great lord Sathanas! Enthroned upon a myriad skulls, embodied by power and strength and the purest of black magick. King with a thousand names and a thousand dreadful faces, we praise thee in devotion an we will give our blood once more! Inferno Rex Sathanas - King of Kings! Let the flames of hell prevail! Inferno Rex Sathanas - Satan! Ruler of infinity and beings! "Come O lord, behold with joy as we draw the nails into his skin. Again and again like millenniums before, now the Nazarene dies a thousand deaths!" __________ By Amaymon's Cyclone The earth shakes... Come O lord unto this earthly plane where thou hast been driven forth from the celestial realms. Come forth, king of inferno, thou whose name is heresy. Great force against the light, I call thee by thy unhallowed name: Amaymon! Thou who hast might over every legion, over every spirit obedient to Sathanas. Crowned with th fierce black wings, bring us the final night. When the sky bleeds rain of blood and thy cyclone ravages the lands, when the dead rise from their graves it is time to enthrone thee again! The earth shall be purified, blessed with fire and ice. The age of pandemonium by Amaymon´s cyclone. And there is great bloodshed on earth and in heaven. Angels die by demons and storms, the earth is like millenniums before. The earth is dead... Come O lord and claim thy rightful throne. Great king Sathanas, the universe be thy kingdom! __________ From The Chasms Of Burning Flesh Demons of war gather at the citadel´s gate. Demons of flame burn the stakes with human corpses. Demons of hate lead the procession to vultures and wolves. Demons of blood laugh at the cremating herd of god. I have seen the chasms from which the fire leaps up high. Come, drink the blood from the chalice and celebrate Satan´s rise! Behold the melting flesh in the cauldrons of punishment. See the pure energy stream towards the infernal throne! There is no sky which could been behold. There is no light which comes from the sun. There is just black stone, blood and fire. There is the great kingdom of Satan! Hundreds of human candles, come, minions and behold! Smoke colours the sky so black and ash brought here by the winds... Fire - leap and devour! Satan - take all their souls! __________ Ungenesis Millennium 666 As wolves among feeble sheep, by bloodlust bound to this cursed soil, we roam disguised by the cloak of the night with the darkened shadows of revenge. We are spawn of unearthly depths from mankind´s abyss of thought, where never any light will shine into, where never god´s word will reach. Warlords and battlemages, demons and cursed souls of the dark unified by Satan´s mighty spirit, driven into the eternal war. Battlefields are red from blood, bloodseas mirror the light of the moon, gathered scavenger-beasts gnaw on the bones of cadavers. This is the final sunset, the earth screams out in torment. Rising the throne of malevolence for the coming ages and aeons. Satan give sign for unleashing the dread upon all which god hasd created. Unmake what gave birth to the weakness, unmake what gave birth to the light. Mountains jewelled by piles of bones, virgins impaled through their cunts. Winged creatures sip the leaking blood, crows pick out the broken eyes. Path of Satan´s citadel garnished with rotting angels´ corpses. By lightning all the dead will rise and roam the earth by war and fire. The moon is in zenith now, of bloodred colour, with evil smile. Watching the scenes of slaughter among all living beings on earth. All culture´s evil forces unite and form a supreme Satan with powers the cosmos never dreamt about, the ultimate focused destruction! Bring forth the hour when all collapses. Satan show thyself to mankind. Burial surfaces - as old they shalt be - spawn their armies from the darkness... Hymns To Blaspheme Daemonum Resurrectum Come forth, creatures of fire, from the gaping pits of hell, where the whores of Christ burn in anguish, and the horned king reigns in torment. Among the earth, black shadows rise out of every soul devote to Sathanas, firece as the nocturnal typhoon, the demon legions arise. I awaken them from their slumber, the great beasts shall return once more to carry the throne of Satan towards the fallen celestial kingdom. Thunder echoes among ruined wastelands where the bones of the dead piled tall into the sky. A plagued, whispering whirlwind from hell sweeps the dust far into oblivion. Awake is the kingdom of Satan, the sky shall bleed from the slaughtered angels. First strike: the human civilisation be erased. Sedcond strike: gods head be impaled for all to behold. Third strike: the earth shall break open with floods of fire, eternal hell on earth for the darkest aeons ever in time, I awakened these ages by my incantations, forever loyal to my emperor in hell! __________ Ultimate Hellish Magnitude Satan... thou who art omnipotence itself, thou who art the scourge of heaven and earth, thou who shalt be served by the true warriors, thou who shalt walk again among the burning ground. Thus I summon thee by my blood, but not only with mine... Servant, lay the virgin upon the black altar, uncloth her, prepare her for sacrifice. This is my sacrifice for thee, thy lords, thy legions! Oh, how gently the blade slides among her flesh... Black fog hovers above the stone-ground when the blood runs sweet into the unhallowed chalice. And my phallus unseals the innocence of virginal being, a symbol for crushing the white gates of heaven, and my seed of purest hate and wisdom rushes from my hell into the once pure heaven. The cirlce is aglow with fire, my vision becomes truth by my spells. I bow down for the horned silhouette I behold: The ultimate hellish magnitude has arrived. __________ Elysium Raped By The Horned King In a rampant and furious stream of hate, the whirling demon legions blast from the opened portal of hell like a storm of fire towards heaven. The nocturnal silence that was before now torn asunder by the roaring devastation. Satan leads his armies into god's realm to unleash the final war upon the feeble saints. Darkness enters where once was light. Vacuum enters where once was air. Swords and spears afflicting the bloodbath, as the angels heads roll and blood becomes the new seas. Satan crushes the head of Christ, while penetrating into Marys heart. Crushing her womb by his infernal spiked lance, while his servants lay godfather in chains. The blackness of hell rushes into heaven, as the life of god slowly fades away, while the demons of war tear his body apart beheld by the mighty emperor Sathanas. God's head on a spear, his innards thrown away into all directions, for his lambs to witness: Heaven is lain in ashes! __________ Dimensions Of Fire Where I walk is the heat of a thousand suns, where I reign, no life ever has dwelled. Where I breathe is the stench of pestilence. Where I slay is torment and suffering. I rule dimensions of fire, dimensions of hell. I am dimensions of fire, dimensions of Satan. The battle is clashed and heaven is no more. When I look upon the earth, I see my armies rejoice in trampling the bones of the feeble humans. My emperor´s kingdom is build, the age of darkness. Fire burns the green plains of earth, the sky glows like coals inmidst the furnace. The great conflagration from heaven to earth is now complete: Hell on earth! I rule dimensions of fire, dimensions of hell. I am dimensions of fire, dimensions of Satan. Where I look, flames devour the living, where I command, the great Satan speaks. Where I cast my spells, hell becomes expanded, where I walk is the complete Luciferian domain. Hail Satan! Tenthousand years are thine! Hail Lucifer! Enslave the souls of the weak! Hail Belial! The universe bows for thee! Hail Astaroth! The tormented speak thy name! The glorious age of Satan has arrived! __________ The Grandeur Of Pestilence In the Dark Age of the 11th Century, the human civilisation is nearly erased, an unseen entity rose from the depths of hell to spread disease and death among god's creation... Midnight fog creeps through the valleys, sulphur stench fills the stale, dank air, molten with the stench of cremated cadavers. An era of diseases struck the weak lambs. The bell tolls, counting the deaths in this night. A wooden cart drives through the pathways, piled with stinking putrid humans. A priest whimmers in front of the funeral pyres his weeping prayers into the nightsky, yet the faceless death rides through the air... He is the bringer of plagues, from the depths of hell he came, faceless wind born in Satans splendour, the grandeur of pestilence. He is the reaper of humans to rot the creatures alive. A rider of the apocalypse, the grandeur of pestilence. Wolves' howling sounds from afar, vultures circle above the valley. The stench of decay reaches the realm of god. The scythe of death is wielded, harvesting the dead for the cauldrons in hell, Satan awaits them to torment their souls. "Empty and silent lie the villages, now home for millions of flies. O spirit of Satan... Spread thy darkness over this world!" Satan... O thou lord of sin and destruction, may the fog carry death among the living. May their lungs be filled with vermin. May they embrace their god in the hour of ultimate torment. Empy and silent lie the villages, some cripples pick up the defaced cadavers, to bury them in their blessed earth, not knowing that these grounds already were desecrated. Twelve disciples once came and told the words of god, his love and grace now drowns in pestilental death. The winds of plague sweep forth through darkness, to leave the ground withered and diseased... __________ Desecration Of The Holy Sacraments The book of lies collides with my power gained by the unholy wisdom of Satan. I spit upon the sacred dogma, I belong to the everdarkness in hell. Satan I am, the death of all! Satan I am, I desecrate! Satan I am, I bring demise! Satan I am, burning thy lies! Fire cremates the holy pages, the sacraments of pure weakness. Belief in god is an eternal lie, your soul truly belongs to Satan. To Satan!

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