1. IN OFFERING TO WRATH

I am the wrath and I am the sword,
That in blood raise it in the ifernal war.
By the glory of his name, by repulsion of kindness
by the wrath of demons, by the glory of Lucifer!

I am the darkness song that deafen the christians souls
And I am the lance that forme a sea of empalation.
By the force that guide me, by the pleasure of see you dying
by the pleasure of kill, by the light of Lucifer.

I am the destruction of the last hope,
I am the rape of the holy ingenuous.
I am the death...
That is carried to that march in submission.
I am the hammer that broke your truth,
And I am the truth that is hidden of you.
I am the justice that is impose to your hipocrisy,
I am the hipocrisy that slave you in your ignorance.

I am the journey that never will end,
and I am the end of your mediocre life.

When you see that you march to abyss
the betray only will be in the begin!
When you stay alone against legions
the fear don´t will save you!
When you feel repent of stay live
you will see that I am the key to your eternal torment!!!

The wrath domain the pain,
The war satisfy the hate
When you fall
I shall be the ax that broke you raise!


2. ILLU ADVESU DEUS

Wandering to meet the reason and of true
Through of steps left to the followed
He teach us the path of liberty
To that we know of the essence of life.

He give us the wine to celebrate the lust
To that we learn to dominate the pleasure,
and don´t turn us slaves of the human fragily.
He give us the immortality... cause he is the immortality.

To atmá Lucifer... hail!

His fire is in ours hearts,
His flames is in ours hands.
His “fall” was the begin
Thou is the Adversu Deus!
And we are the hammer that will broke the face of god!

Fiat Tenebras!

Lord of many names... horned god,
in ancient times his presence established the equilibrium,
on this lands was created the empire,
that in yours nine circles separating the strongs of weaks
to that with the Arcanu of his warriors
we´ll be the key of the macrocosm.


3. LORD OF HORIZON

Oh! Those times that evanesced so fast
but I can see when outside did rain blood,
that turn us always lives always strongs,
and the leafs fall.. I see it falling... like we fallen.

Where to have the love sick my heart throb in hate,
and of the belly of a prostitute will born my son,
that will honor my hate always live... always strong,
and one more time my black blood will blasphemate
against the contradictions words of god.

God that capture my more sincere feelings,
I don´t believe in your false love and senseless,
That turn me so unreal like your truth.
I will live forever without the peace of god...
I am the torment!

Despair in envy by my victories,
always fighting against yours bastards sons,
they prayer against me,
but in the end of times I drunk in chalice,
the blood of your blood,
of a crucified... in the flames of inferno!
Under of the strength of the hell´s flames!

I dip in the mysteris of fullmoon that follow my steps
I believe, and I am, the defeat of your son,
crucified... that bleed like a bastard filthy.
I believe en the only god that move the infinities dimensions,
and to do shine the horizons more distants of the life.


4. THE CULT TO THE NIGHT OF THE TIMES

When I can see the blood spurt of the betrayer
I smile because the revenge is a virtue of the strongs,
strongs and sovereign like the night,
that in his greatness and in his mysteries envolve us.
I walk free in my reign, across of nights, across of centuries,
The night show me who I am for inside, is the reflection of the “I”.
The cult to the night did born when she create us,
and when the first shadow did triumph!

I worship my dark thoughts in my silence,
the past is my sacred book, my knowledge.
The way of the wisdow only is followed with desire and daring,
the fear is the ignorance and the enemy of victory.

In the past was supreme gods... gods of ourselves,
our reality, and glories gone hidden by the fear,
during centuries the false doctrine gone reverenced,
and with promisses and lies, did try destroy our knowledge.

In the underword worships our inner true
our pride is always with us and burn within of the brest.
Celebrate our past, knowledges and glories,
celebrate the conquests os the great lords of the past!

The power come of the elements that I can feel,
Blood, nature, and the divinities that throwing me
Luna... nocte... umbra... ignis.
From birth untilcontinue evolution of the soul,
come the inner power,
guide us nocturnally to the victories
by the battles of the destiny!

My soul is forever in war in search of the absolute equilibrium,
between moments os extreme hate and utopic peace.
The hordes of demons advance destroying the sanctities shiny by the divine light,
rules by the instinct of fight, the hate and the revenge.

The cult to the night that the black age is invoked,
the age of darkness come to the supremacy,
the cult to the night of the times,
ancient rites to salute the lords of my lands.
Celebrate with blood the retake of the power,
Raise us afront the ruin of ecclesiastic palace,
Oh! Sir all is ready to your reign,
the time don´t is more important cause have the eternity.
The night of the times is come back!


6. DIABOLICAL SINUHE

Screams of hate annoy christians minds
In the night… crucifixes are raise in fire
We gone destroy sickly the christian dross
And gone raise a empire of evil force
Blood is spilled doubt are clarified
Rituals are celebrated to dawn of the black age
Blinds vomiteds of christianity are dying in torments
Havohej is tortured and die with his sons.

Let's go bleed the master of Christians souls
To break the cross… burn it
The eternal eclipse scatter the panic and terror
And the fallen angels shout by revenge
Across of galaxy and universe he is came
Blackening hearts and devouring christians souls
His greatness is splendid and profound
The symphony of gehenna announce the liberty and the pain.

Sometimes spoken with the empty
And comprise that live for him
Shout to destroy the fear
Bleed and the suffering never has end
The winds blows sadness and solitude
And mind once more turn it insane.

Madness and insanity rules the minds hermits
Memories to exist to be forgot!!!

I'm Sinuhe satanic gale
Fly to eternity… devouring the weak
Live to spread the evil and the sickness
I'm Sinuhe satanic gale
Domain and destroy the sincere sentiments
But the hate is supreme… the force domain is the evil!!!
…for all eternity will be!!!

Bastards of god bleeding to my pleasure
Edencia in flames… burn the kingdom of the skies
Hinom to bastards is the utopia to accomplish
…the desire of the death…
Demons are coming to the funeral of the last hope!!!

Tyrant (in the cross) look all with contempt
Evil… evil dominate…
Evil… Satan shall dominate!!


7. CURSE IN HOLOCAUST

Curse in holocaust

Desert... in the old times
My ancient ghosts to be back
Obscured souls by the night
Illuminated by the light of the moon
They're go out of your cold tombs
My eyes contemplate
A strong light that shine
Oh, full moon!!!

In the shadows of the my gloomy past
Sad people in morbid faces
And the despair perspire suicide
In the shaky body a tired flesh
For once releasing of this eternal cold
Of the forgotten night…
Where the cold winds sound loud
Storms…

And across of obscure curtain
The common vision of a soul that
The suicide is my only black war
For a life in… reality!!!

My father will appear to me
And become free forever
Some memories never go
And these forever will be here…

Curse in holocaust


8. WINDS OF THE INSAME EMPIRE

Remembers forgotten reborn with pain
In dark feelings the last embrace
…nightfall winds bring me sadness
under of darkness the destruction of human face…
the purification.
Maze of fire… fire on my skin
Possess my spirit my soul never rest
Eternal existence in shadows of my visions
My reality is the world burning.

Nightfall winds cutting my body
Revenge's fury burning my visions
Blackening my serenities thoughts
I dip in my reign inhuman in blood
To satisfy my wish of blood and fear…
Raise me cursed.
Hammering skulls and slavering sons of bastard
Devastating shines perpetuated the dark side
Sorceries of revenge of the macabre legions.

A dense mist darken my rot visions
My chimera is dead with all yours offerings
…the blood yet run, I see the marks on it
Secrets… desires… dreams… all burning insane
The empty belongs to me, I'm the king of darkness.

A tomb… enclosure of spell thorns
Will be your prison by the eternity within of
blackheart's envy.
…fallen, dethroned, the hell domain the tyrant
the upside cross is the symbol of your fall
winds of the insane empire whispers to news legions.


9. THE CRADDLE

First generation of warriors spirits
Is created the pride of kill and fight in search of glory
The warriors progeny of darkness raise his sword in blood
To defend his land… to defend his sacred blood.

In the mountain… I feel the cold wind in my face
I see the dusk blood in torments of my enemies
And forests dense of my land… whisper calling night
Oh! Full moon cover me in his beauty… nocturnal frozen light.

Dance… feminine naked body in worship to the spirits
Shout to you my glory… offer to you my blood
My motherland… embrace and cover me in his pleasures
I serve you only… to you a live my fatherland.

Spirits of war… spirits of soil
Spirits of forests… spirits of fire
Within my soul burning as the thunder's fury
Blessing the warriors in the cradle of victory.

In the cradle of darkness!!!

In voluptuous of battle, the song of destruction… by death
The yell of night's beast hail me
In the fields…
The gallop of death under of moon light
Fill yours eyes with dread… and the chalice of victory
is spilled on me!

Forever come back and forever will born
In the cradle of my masters!!!