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Reduce to ashes
After seven years deep into the shadows of existence
We are reborn to take this world
Spells and bounds are ready to take your soul
You’ll be trappes in your thorned cage!!
For the second awakening, the seven swords of Ninnagesh
Are shining in the face of God
Let the unholy horde bring the plague!

Many scripts I wrote about the way to torture the holy
My soul's still so hungry
I cannot turn around... try to forget it

I came out of nowhere, born from ashes
My blood's boiling, inside me, the demon of anger I'll always be

Reaper of morality

Judas the only one who hasn't lied to us
You remain faithful by showing,
The world hypocrite and merciless
In the name of the demons and the powers of hell,
Christians I damn you making the sign of pentagram

I do call you great Master Satan
From the bottom of darkness, the strengths breakout

Ol sonuf vorsag goho Satan lonsh Calz od vors caosgo; sobra zol Ror i ta nazps od graa Ta malprg: Ds hol-q qaa nothoa zimz Od Commah ta nobloh zien od luciftian Oboleh a donasdogamatastos. O ohorela taba Ol nore od pasbs ol zonrensg Vaoan od tooat nonucafe gmicalzoma. Pilah Farzm znrza od surzas Adna od Gono de Satan, ds hom od Toh. Soba croodzi ipam ul vls Ipamis. Ds loholo vep nothoa poamal Od bogpa aai ta piap piamol Od vaoan. Zacare ca od zamran! Odo cicle qaa! Zorge! Zir noco! Hoath Satan bvfd lonsh londoh babage.
--Ave Satana--

I reign over you, saith Satan/Lucifer in power exalted above the firmaments And over the earth; in whose hands the sun is as a sword and the moon as a thorough-thrusting fire: Who measureth your garments In the midst of my vestures And trussed you together as the palms of my hands And brightened your vestments with infernal light. I made a law to govern my sons and daughters. I delivered truth and furnished to you The power of understanding. Moreover, ye lifted up your voices And swore obedience and faith to Satan/Lucifer Who liveth and triumpheth, whose beginning is not Nor end cannot be. Who shineth as a flame In the midst of your palace and reigns amongst you As the balance of righteousness and truth. Move therefore and show yourselves! Open the mysteries of your creation! Be friendly unto me! For I am the servant of the same! The true worshipper of Satan/Lucifer In glory and power exalted, Of the kingdom of the south.

The black Northern winds, swept the dust
who covered my ancient tomb.
The prophecy of the ancient millenary,
call the horde of the goat...

Darkness entomb, the souls of the saints
sentenced in front of the goathrone.

My life, hatred, nights beside your dreams, branding our souls,
when the forces of hell make total mayhem on earth.
A silence in the night reign with fear in honour to never lost Satan!
A silence, before the fight which is near.
Invoking you to clear myself oooh! Unholy dark father,
Invoking you to clean the world of the bastard Jesus Christ
Invoking your far from your depths by my own death dark father.
Invoking you far from your depths by my own death Lucifer!

Lord Alrinach, fill storms into rotten sky,
Set pits on fire, burn martyr masses
"Here comes a world of uncontrolled oppression in chaos"

Can you hear the damned bells, talling for the end of these days?
Can you feel the Hellfire`s beat raging under your feets?
The earth shaking, Legions from the abyss rush to retaliate under the mark of Satan`s empire.

Immersed in my hypnotic slumber
I wander through the paths of a cemetery
In an unhearithy night, the high storms break the fire of sky
I hear the call as I go to a grave
The crypt of the demons is calling me,
For the darkness ceremony,
Where the tales of ancient hordes will be recited
And the blasphemy will be sung

Reborn through the breeze in a snowstorm
In front of thirteen black brilliants candles
Reflecting under my eyes, and letting reappear
The Medieval visions of my ancient empire.

Prince Lucifer, powerful you buried my corpse
And keep my spirit, to challenge the good in the
Name of evil and to declare an endless war,

Take Me!!!

Blank eyes in sight
Empty body for a soul full of sorrow
Confusion is growing in me,
Spining wihtin my blood,
"Razors are hammering"

1632, Namur in a forlorn corner of the town, "striking midnight, the
Pendulum ironically engaged us to remember wich use, we did of the fleding day.
Today, fatadical date, friday 13th we have although everything we know
About the way to lead the PATH OF BLASPHEMY..."
[J. Carnières 1585-1641]

"We've blaspheme jesus, of the most incontestable gods, like a parasite he
His!! We've got everything to please to the coarse !!