1. BLACK WINDS RISE

Wolves sing beneath a dying star
Through the frost I ride, from lands afar
A blade of grief, a crown of ice
I serve no god - I pay no price

The oaths were carved in ancient stone
By moonlight's hand and shadow grown
A thousand years of flame and dust
I reign in silence, ash, and rust

Black winds rise from northern graves
The dead still march, the forest sways
I kneel to none, I stand alone
With thorns upon the throne of dawn

Ravens wheel through frozen light
Each wing beat echoes endless night
Upon the cliffs, I chant the runes
The sky responds with funeral tunes

I am the bloodline of forgotten kings
The cold breath of ancestral wings
No church, no chain shall bind me still
I walk with death - and bend the will

Black winds rise from northern graves
The dead still march, the forest sways
I kneel to none, I stand alone
With thorns upon the throne of dawn

Through storms and steel, I carve my name
A spectral flame, a myth, a shame
The world shall fall - the dusk is mine
Eternal, proud, by cold design


2. KVLT IS STILL ALIVE

In the shadows they rise
Dark silhouettes in the night sky
Whispers in the blackened air
Ancient voices everywhere

Kvlt is still alive
Feel the fire, feel the vibe
Keep the spirit burning bright
In the darkness we find the light

Kvlt is still alive

Moonlight guides our way
As we march, never stray
In the chaos we remain
Harmony in the pain

Raise your hands to the sky
Let the magic amplify
In this darkness we unite
Kvlt forever burning bright

Kvlt is still alive


3. FEED MY DEMONS

In the crypts of midnight, I call your name
Ancient tongue of fire, abyssal flame
Bloodstained altar, moonlight gleams
Screams of the fallen echo in my dreams

Feed my demons - with wrath divine
Drink the venom - of serpents' wine
Through the void - I tear the veil
On wings of hate - I ride the gale

Shadows writhe on cathedral walls
Angels weep as the darkness calls
I scorn the light, embrace the knife
My soul a chalice, drained of life

No gods, no chains, no light remains
Only cold winds and funeral flames
Sigils burn in the eye of night
I cast my curse on holy light

Feed my demons - the flesh of kings
Crown me in death - with obsidian wings
Beyond the stars - in tombs of stone
I raise my throne - in hell alone

Silence screams through the frostbitten air
Ashes and bone, my temple laid bare
The earth shall rot, the sky shall bleed
And through it all - my demons feed


4. BURN THE VIRGIN

Naked flesh and empty eyes
Dragged before the altar high
Screams are drowned in demon drums
The rite begins - the Hellfire comes

Chains of bone and blade of rust
Her blood will feed the sacred dust
No gods here, no holy name
Only wrath and roaring flame

Burn the virgin - hear her cry!
Split the throat, let angels die!
Sodden earth in crimson flood
We are fire - we drink her blood!

White robes torn, the circle tight
Fangs and fists in sacred rite
Hands that grope, tongues that chant
The innocent dies where demons dance

Skies crack open - thunder speaks
Smoke and ash on bloodstained cheeks
The gods of man are slain tonight
We are the cult - we are the night!

Burn the virgin - hear her cry!
Split the throat, let angels die!
Sodden earth in crimson flood
We are fire - we drink her blood!

Blades to the flesh / Fire to the bone
Cursed be the lamb / The flame is throne
Blackened hearts / And blackened skies
She dies - and the darkness thrives

Smoke and bone now fill the pyre
Her soul devoured by the fire
The rite is done - the silence spreads
Another corpse - the altar fed


5. IN NOMINE CARNIS

Beneath the vault of blackened flame
The saints arrive without their name
Veiled in blood, adorned in sin
The feast begins - the rites within

Tongues entwined in serpents’ grace
The altar shakes - the gods displace
Oil and ash on naked skin
The devils dance where priests have been

Oh holy filth, thy temple bleeds
Through sacred lust and demon seeds
No prayer, no cross, no soul remains
Just flesh that writhes in sulfur chains

Candles drip on crawling forms
Whispers rise like coming storms
Mouths of fire and eyes of coal
They offer skin to feed the whole

Spill the wine and tear the veil
Rape the light and split the grail
Holy moans in pagan cries
The lamb is torn - the virgin dies

Oh sacred flame, unclean and proud
We praise thee ‘neath the choking shroud
Let every mouth and every limb
Sing Satan's hymn from deep within


6. ASHES OF THE CREED

Black winds howl through catacombs
Where shattered saints now gnaw their bones
No prayers remain, no hymns endure
Only echoes - cold and impure

The fire died, the pact betrayed
The shepherd fled, the flock decayed
An iron sky, a crown of ash
Faith devoured in serpent lash

When the altars turn to dust
And angels drown in boiling rust
We rise, unblessed, from soil and grime
Beyond their gods, beyond their time

Their holy words are torn and pale
Their sacred truths - a rotting veil
We scorn the light, we curse the tomb
And carve our names in endless gloom

Let their temples collapse...
Let the words of false gods rot...

When the altars turn to dust
And angels drown in boiling rust
We rise, unblessed, from soil and grime
Beyond their gods, beyond their time

Let their temples collapse...
Let the words of false gods rot...


7. BATAK

Steel split the dawn as they came through the trees
No warning, no mercy, just slaughter and screams
Mothers impaled on the altar of birth
Batak was drowned in the blood of the earth

Cries from the womb, silenced too soon
Torn from the flesh ‘neath the heretic moon
Weeping eyes stared into flame
And prayed to a god who never came

Where was He - the so-called Light?
As children burned in holy night
The church collapsed, the heavens black
And nothing wept for cursed Batak

We saw no angels, heard no hymns
Only butchered saints and severed limbs
The steeple fell like a twisted horn
A cradle scorched, a nation torn

What god lets infants bleed like this?
What shepherd feeds the abyss?
He turned His face, or was never there
Only ash remains, and sulfur air

Batak - a shrine of silent screams
No heaven answered those shattered dreams
So carve these verses deep in stone:
The cross was empty, and Hell stood alone


8. THE GOD UNBORN

Circle drawn in blood and flame
Call the beast - but not by name
Smoke ascends, the fire cracks
Voices rise, no turning back

Torches high - the sigil bleeds
Kneel beneath the ancient creed

Burn the veil, invoke the dark
Strike the flesh and leave the mark
Raise your fists, the oath is sworn
The void is fed - the god unborn!

Curses carved in blackened stone
Echo deep through ash and bone
Tongues unknown begin to speak
The stars recoil - the air grows weak

Crimson eyes behind the smoke
The earth shall crack - the pact invoked

Burn the veil, invoke the dark
Strike the flesh and leave the mark
Raise your fists, the oath is sworn
The void is fed - the god unborn!

No salvation! No retreat!
Only fire! Only heat!
From the pit, a crown shall rise
Wreathed in death - and serpent eyes!

Burn the veil, invoke the dark
Strike the flesh and leave the mark
Kneel no more - the rite complete
The throne is forged beneath your feet


9. MOTHER OF SCARS

O harlot crowned in serpent gold
Thy voice is plague, thy gaze is cold
Thou who drinketh light through shattered bone
Come forth - and carve thy name in stone

Saints have burned at just thy breath
You kiss like knives, you birth through death
Upon your tongue, a scripture vile
Where gods forget, you sing and smile

Astaroth - O mother of scars
Torch of ruin, queen of war
Crowned in pain, enthroned in dust
I crawl through ash to earn thy trust

You wear betrayal like a veil
Your altar bleeds, your womb is pale
We slit the lamb - you twist the flame
We bring the flesh - you take the name

“I spit the psalm
I crush the host
I curse the name
They love the most”

Astaroth - unholy bride
Gospel written in suicide
Nail my tongue to thy decree
Let me burn in thine ecstasy

Hail the wound that will not heal
Hail the queen who makes gods kneel


10. THE KING WE DARE NOT NAME

Through circles scorched in goat blood flame
I call thee King of Hell by name
Rider of winds crowned in storms
Master of secrets in shadowed form

Trumpets sound from the eastward dark
As beasts kneel low and candles spark
He comes with fire but speaks in ice
He comes with law but bears no price

Paimon O mighty King
Thy voice commands thy name we sing
Bearer of wisdom breaker of light
Thy crown devours the throne of night

I kneel in ash I carve the sign
I offer blood I break the spine
Let flesh be coin let will be flame
All things obey thy whispered name

He rideth upon the blackest beast
With banners torn from angels' feast
He speaketh not yet all obey
And stars retreat from where he stay

Paimon King who walks unseen
Lord of the void where thought has been
Open the gate thy crown shall fall
On temples lost beyond them all

Hail to the silence
Hail to the flame
Hail to the king
We dare not name