GRIM LANDSCAPE

Wallachian Visions Wallachian Visions Beyond this grim landscape Where all warriors have died A place full of graves Stones cover of blood Swords and axes tainted of black Raging to the sky As we perform ou march Under our banner I face this macabre sunset Symbol of rebirth Without brother of crusade A neverending war For eternity I will worship The gods of war And into the battlfield I will kill muslims I am the destroyer of goodness At any move there's only dust I am the hunter of weakness Raper of gothics on their tombs Cutting-off the head of god Kiling is my life through hate Roaming beyond the dark Servant of nebular night All around my land we Can see his limits A thousand of infidels Impaled is there Visions of blood flowing Make me hungry The only thought I have Is to see them die __________ Evil Seed On Earth The black ceremony is now performing by the dark gathering of death Unholy songs are sung as some grim virgins are making music Black candles are burning and a cold fog is appearing in the graveyard I'm opening my coffin's door and rising my bloody head Worship the force of death covered of blood A gaze beyond the walls of this black church I kiss my altar of hate As I start to walk towards my people my servants are kneeled I vomit my blood which isn't red but black on the face of a virgin Screaming all the horror she knows O dark lord I'm back again __________ Into The Deepest Of The Haunted Forest From a place that I never known I ear some voices calling to me Whispers of damnation contaminate the air I walk a path covered of leafs All the trees are dying and the wolves are there Servants of the night watching over me Into the deepest of the haunted forest Where demonic souls appear And frozen winds blow strong As the black moon appearing I continue my mysterious march I see the ruins of the forgotten church Forsaken by christian's on the run At the gates I can see some ghosts Waiting for my coming and to bring me In front of a dark altar Now I know the mystic secret Who sleeps into the deepest of the haunted forest Forbidden to god and his angels Unique point of evil manifestation I am the representative of the hatred Condamned to roam on earth Raping all the virgins and destroying the joy Children of darkness worshipping my name My throne is made of bones I live into the deepest of the haunted forest __________ A Gaze Through The Mirror A gaze through the mirror, A thousand flames is licking the world Mankind has failed once again proof of his weakness An army of demons is walking on the streets of the ancient town The hellish banner is dressed on blood and bones A gaze through the mirror, Total vision of desolation Cemetary is appearing, Saded souls are coming Reaper is waiting in league with the ancients gods A grim ceremony will soon begin A gaze through the mirror, Reflection of my hatred