- Ghoul
Time is torment and my fresh is cold
I walk the path of undead damnation
I hunger for the true kiss of the scythe
Dead flesh waking
Bloodless lifelessly deprived and forgotten
Deadness a holocaust soul
- Morbid Lust
Sepulchral whispers in the night, so silent, so cold
Carried by a funeral wind, seductive hellish desires
Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still as I enter the city of death
Her lifeless breath, restless morbid lust
In a coffin lies my beauty alone and awake... Waiting for me
Dressed only in white silk, the ravenous grim and those black eyes of yours
Your bluish for me to hold
- Mouth Of Madness
Decaying moonlight in my veins, I hear the shrieks of ghouls
Riding the nightwind
The true believers gather to feed upon the hanged witch
Fall asleep screaming every night, lost in familiar, and wilderness
An alien monstrosity looking upon through a still lake
Midst titan mountains
It's faces are legion... It's faces are mine...
- Possessed
Shadows raises from beyond eternal cold and dark
When they are seeking through the mountains as wolves hunt their prey
Possessed by ghouls and spirits, possessed by evil and hate
The only light is from their torches and the freezing desert moon
When they are riding with their weapons and the darkest medieval paths
- Primeval Fear
The sun is dead now and all that godly eyes could ever see
The image of the world is fading, storms and chaos there will forever be
Sepulchral voice of darkness, the daemon rise with grotesque eyes
Divine madness will prevail, the archenemy has risen
I am thy mouth madness, lurking within the shadows of the human soul
I am thy sepulchral voice of darkness, the daemon who has risen, prime evil fear
- Unholy Paragon
Embraced by the Cold Northern Light
Under the Throne of the Megalith
A Chilling Voice penetrates my Mind
I drank the Seas of Knowledge
Under the flaming Sun I saw them
The Twelve holy Disciples
To Regin the Creation of a God