1. WINTER BLOOD

Drowned in gray fog exposed unhuman shapes
Wooden claws beneath white chilling robes
Encircled by frostcovered majestic trees
As you dwell under the spell of winter

Freezing lungs by iciness burned
Senses pretending to suffocate
On biting cold air
Euthanized lifeless limbs
That perceive the living will
As you gasp the breath of winter

Straying forlornly through fenrir's realm
When orion's celestial sign reveals
Witness the downfall of a dying light
God forsaken in the shades of winter

Overwhelmed by the befalling dark
Life that's plagued by life itself
Weeping blood solidified noncrystalline
Frozen in the embrace of winter


2. WHORSHIPPERS OF THE GRIM SEPULCHRAL MOON (MOONBLOOD COVER)

Gathered underneath the glittering stars
Under the grim ruler of the nightrealm
Horrible and powerful screams
Of the nighthordes
Praising the fiery majesty
Storms of fire are torturing
The nocturnal horizon
With flames being heralds of a decadent hierarchy
The burning desire
To shine brighter than god's fallen stars on the sky
A superior race upraising
To oppress all slaves of the light
Graveless souls, dwelling under a sepulchral moon
Heretic minds living free of the lie
And by the goatlord's arrival
Golden dust is falling from the divided sky

Endlessly, eternally, immortal
Worshippers of the grim sepulchral moon
Knowing secrets never unfold
Keeping words never told
Holding the scepters of thunder in almighty claws
Until the surrender of the light

A ruthless prayer to the grim moon
An answer suffocating in global silence
A helpless yell to the lord of the night
But just quietude that strangles mortal hearts
United by hatred, an almighty force
Neverending is the stream of the graveless rotten souls
While god is weeping by that heroic picture
Unable to poison their will any longer


3. TEMPLAR'S PENITENCE (MOONBLOOD COVER)

They came from the west, conquered the holy land
Under the sign of the cross they've fought
Proud and merciless
For the glory of their lord
In a crusade against the unbelievers
Along the road to northern lands
Mighty castles were built to defend the conquered ground
Under the protecting hands of god
They did resist the mighty saracen hordes
Far away from their masters eyes
In the loneliness of dark southern fullmoon nights
The holy halls has been desecrated by an infernal spirit
Hidden behind the cross of the holy knight of god
A diabolical cult was practiced
To summon the unknown from the crypts of eternity
Inspired by the horned forces of damnation, they broke all holy law
Innocent blood did flow upon ceremonial altars of christ
And unholy spells did resound in the cathedrals of mercy
Ancient symbols of pagan glory replaced the crucifix' spirit
Summoning the magic cults in God's holy halls
Conjuring the ancient evil in the tombs of fallen knights
In southern europe's fullmoon nights
Possessed by the greed for knowledge
They betrayed the king of Jews
To reach the highest level of human existence
To reach the eternity's shores
Conspiracy in god's own temples, denial of the cross
Blessed with endless wisdom from the cryptic scrolls of an dead race
Guardians on the portal of golden dust
As cruelty adorers of pagan heresy
They worshipped lord satan's doctrines
Under the crucified nazarene's eyes


4. THE SAINTS IMPALED

On the sulphurous field on enslaved holy blood
Where death has erected it's mortal throne
And lies being the grain of fiery torments
A blood crowned saint yields the stakes
To ascend a throne of bestial demise

Where the hatred's malevolence rages blindly
And truth is hiding beyond leprous dungeon walls
Where words are being oppressed by just a single thought
And lightheartedness is responding only the torture's calls

An army of the praised ones marches in pain's bitter lockstep
Chained in steel, headed by a thornshrouded messiah
Who suffers the burden of their earthly fail
Absolution of their suffering, walking ahead their ghastly path

Bring down the hammer to rape their weary souls with precision
When a blackened pest sun has risen
The wooden stake caressing in weeping agony
Down on those who have ever tasted the sour apple of sin

Anally pierced by the most horrible kind
Ridden by penitence about to ride the steely mare
Once a saint but soon just a bleeding lump of meat
Whose fate by their own messiah got shared

Noone left to pray for their salvation any longer
As all peccant thoughts might ablaze
In hell constrained
Now all that once was holy becomes one in death
Inside the forest of impaled saints


5. THE BLACK EMPEROR (MOONBLOOD COVER)

Awoken from the shadows
10000 centuries passed by
Slumbered deep inside cold earth beneath
Inside a lithic casket bleak
Once banished by the ones that I condemn
From the countenance of mother earth
I have returned to sow the seeds of wrath
Fertilized with holy blood
That soon I may reap the fruits of death
I hail the realm of sin beyond the gaping chasm of horror
And hallow all that is impure
Impaled hearts by goat horns pierced, raw and pitiless
The wage for all of their apostasy
Let me conjure the 4 winds of perdition with magic black
Through the coldness of my hatred that freezes all arteries inside
If thou shalt waver, I'll cast my evil spell on thee
And stigmatize your virgin soul with the mark of 666
By the apocalyptic horns that I admire
Cathedrals of barbarity will dominate the charred horizons dark
And heaps of living corpses should build my fleshly throne
Let all the crosses burn like they burned the desires of men
Let smoldering stakes be the sooth's horrible visage
For my heart is even colder than before
Thy laments and weeping, all the screams thou vomit
Are overshadowed by the bleating mock of 1000 fiery goats
When I'll unleash the hell's crawly hounds upon Adam's seed
Because I am the black emperor


6. GLORIOUS DAYS ARE NOT FORGOTTEN (MOONBLOOD COVER)

To the battlefield they ride
Surrounded by the cold moonlight
Accompanied by the hysteric screams
Of their hordes

Steel-clad by shining armors
Reflecting the pale light of the moon
Riding upon black stallions
Into the darkness

And their bloodcurdling war cry
Slices through the creepy darkness
Shrouded by the stomping of the hooves
Of their horses

Gliding upon the wings of death
A legion of steel sworn to slay
Riding underneath cold moonlight
Into the darkness

Into the battle they ride
Swords drawn held high in iron gloves
Longing to kill and yearning
For the slaughter

For the glory of death they fight
And noone should stand in their way
No mercy is shown nor fear or retreat
When the killing prevails

Sworn into death and hellbent for blood
Blades that thirst for christian throats
Angels of disease who rule the dark
Enforcers of the will of the goat

Those glorious days are not forgotten


7. IN THE MOORS (MOONBLOOD COVER)

In the cold misty moors of stavila
Within creepy shadows near of an old spring
A dead carcass lies wrapped in it's blood shroud
In the frigid dew of the night
With a wooden spile rammed deep into his chest

Not unknown to the residents
But fright and anger are connected with his name
He robbed the maids, sucked their blood
Made them to satan's brides
Ensnared their souls just to please his lust
All became victims of the night

Befouling the water of the well with it's mortal curse
His blood is flowing nearly endlessly
The eyes are extincted but still spiteful seem to live
Staring above into the night
That all the leafs fade into gray

How can you resist the deadness of his gaze
Whose peace won't get disturbed
And even the raven avoids his company
Bloody and morbid they're smiling
Oh how sweet the lips of death are smiling
Because the burden to murder sticks to it

Grief is overshadowing his dead soul's grave
Those cold eyes, those gory lips which could lie so sweet
But in life brought only tears
And in death will demand even more spilled tears

And as the mourning sun has covered the horizon
The bloody corpse fell to dust
From the dust it was created, to dust it will decay
C'mon maid try to kiss those pale and gory lips
That could lie so sweet


8. THE TEMPTATION OF THE NIGHT'S EMPRESS (MOONBLOOD COVER)

Red glowing eyes starring through the trees
And misty air fills out the place
A black silky veil covers a mortal body
Shivering to watch coz something wicked surrounds it
Frozen shadows embracing that unholy beauty
Shadows without faces, haunting black energy
Arisen from flames is the empress of the night
Her cold breath of death spreads fear
But the temptation to watch that creepy loveliness
Is defeating all that mortal fear
Paralyzed inside the dismal forest's centre
Discerning the stench of moldy flesh
The horned queen of death is opening her arms
To cast her evil spell on me
Marking my skin with her fiery icon
Graving the sign of nemesis onto my head
Deliver me from the folly of false wisdom
Deliver me from that christian plague
Set me free to see the only truth
Deliver me, set free my hidden belief, be my breath
Rising pain makes my flesh quivering in ecstatic pose
A captive to her voracity, slave to her will
Forever bound to the goddess of the goats
Who's speaking with the voice of epiphany
Teach me the wisdom of darkness
To hallow the night's empress
Until the dawn of decay of christ