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Now the night lays dark and cold
Upon a world at sleep
Across he world sweeps a crimson haze
Now the virgin′s seal is broken
The fertility rite is complete
And the seed is sown in a holy place

Born a child of the underworld
The fire and flame
Born a child of the underworld
Desire and pain
Born a child of the underworld

Evil prevail
Born a child of the underworld...

Now the day is slowly fading
The 12th night is comed
Prepare soon the virgin shall give birth
To the son of Satan, Child of Hell
Spread the news across the universe
Satan′s child is born tonight by womb untouched and pure
All Hell rejoice the birth of the Son
Laced in sin
Child of Hell
The spirit of lust and pain
Baptised in sacred angel blood
Now Evil can prevail

The fire and flame

Desire and pain
Evil prevail
Born a child of the underworld...
So light the 13 Candles

@ Bathory

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Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged.
Still pain is all you feel.
A piece of meat that hardly breathes.
Still much a human being.
Forcing his way into your ass.
John Wayne Gacy is near.
Flesh will rip and bloody will flow.
This death comes in your rear.

One of 33 Something.
All who were raped and bled.
The last thing you will ever hear
before your fucking dead is...

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.

With every breath inhale the stench
of lubrication shit and sweat.
The smell of love the smell of human
blood and excrement.
Once you′ve played with Mr. Gacy,
there′s no way out. No release.
In the attic is all hell, then in the
basement you′ll find peace.

One of 33 something.
All who were raped and bled.
The last thing you will ever hear
before your fucking dead is...

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.

@ Bathory

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Dark baleful shades astride the mystic heath,
Old land’s enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam,
The moon slips ’neath the darkening sea,
The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream...

As a black moon broods over lemuria,
Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels,
Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods,
Ophidian eyes glimmer through the icy whispering moon-mist...

Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To the ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.

By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,
The forst-shrouded trees whisper of silent paths,
Brooding shades rise forth from the night-dark sea,
A black tide of fiends erupts from the ebon gate.

Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.

Winter moonlight gleams through crooked boughs,
The icy caress of night entwines the eon-veiled obsidian tower,
The whisperings of ancient tongues are borne upon the winds,
Dark time-lost spells hold the key to the frost veiled gate of the black moon...

And in the dark ethereal mists of winter dreams,
The ebon waters of enlightment gleam ’neath the black moon,
And the valley of the silent paths beckons...

Slumbering upon the throne of moon-caressed ice,
I have supped deep the draught of white vapours,
Shimmering upon the gleaming garlanded marble,
A single strand of glimmering gossamer...
Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs,
I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night.
In brooding and sombre visions I hear cries,
Enthralling cries ’neath the frost moon rising
I hear the slithering of forces that seethe serpentine in black guffs,
In the dark and silent places...

The whisperer in crystal speaks in dreams,
Of silken shadows, and the softest breath of dark enchantment.
Of ancient cyclopean temples, raising jewelled spires to the stars.
The is witchcraft in the moon,
And brooding silence reigns over the woods.
My storm-forged sword (stained with the blood of a thousand slain foes),
Ensorcelled by eon-veiled incantations.
Dark wizzards’ spells entwine me in ravening shackles,
And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent’s tooth...
I fall into the rapturous embrace of sloe-eyed witches,
The moon gleaming upon their ivory bosoms,
And descend into the still, icy waters of the lakes.
Beyond the veil of north-winds, I await the emissaries of the tyrant,
The wind whispering across the everlasting snows...
My slumber is as light as a wolf’s.

Serpents coil entempled ramparts
Of sunken jewelled cities,
Wolves of winter’s moon are roaming
The temples of the heather gods.
Great worm whose tail rests in it’s mouth,
The circle-without-end burns bright,
Brood o’er the far night’s distant vale,
And shifting heather hills wandering light.

Like snow that falls on the sea,
Like smoke that rides upon the breeze,
Like hoarfrost that melts before the sun,
Now silence broods over lemuria...

Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.

’r’acan ahalgana chamiabac ahalmez ahatocob tocapa chiamiaholom ahchami.’

As a black moon broods over lemuria.

@ Bathory

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Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the master
Of the cold northern breeze

Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake

Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night

Along the black mountainside scattered
By the campfires awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men in battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow axe and the sword

By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the sun′s first warm rays

The elder among the men looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die

Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
a forest of spears appears onthe hill
the steel shines bright in the sun′s first rays

@ Bathory

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When I asked myself the other day I came to realise I′m not ok
I′ve burned my fingers bad before I′ve seen myself through worse I′m sure
But just the same I′m really not ok

Oh how I wish that I could sleep
I try but won′t just sink that deep
My fingers won′t stop aching so tired yet awaken
Or should I let it all loose and just weep

I′ve been pacing up and down my floors I have lost all sense of time
I sometimes halt and ask myself if I′m about to loose my mind

All in all I know

From when I get up way past lunch time I keep on asking myself
If when the night falls hard on all I′m up to pace around again

All in all I know

@ Bathory

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We just never seem to keep a single promise that we make
We just never seem to mean a single word of what we say
I just can not believe in the very well accepted need to
Piss about your territory and then set off looking for that

Somewhere someplace we′ve never seen
Where the grass is always much more green

I′ve found that place you′re looking for
I need no keys there are no doors
No signs will help you find the way
No use to call me I should say

I swear I hear not a single sound
I float an inch above the ground

We just never seem to stay for long enough to learn a thing
We run head long between the raindrops
And like the rats we jump the ship that sinks

Why does it always had to be someone something else in the way
Why do somebody always seem to be always on their way

Somewhere someplace...

I turn away from what I see I′ve found so much more inside me
I know what I don′t want to be and that′s the way it′s gonna be

I swear...

I close my eyes I see not a thing
I just let the wind and sun slip in

@ Bathory

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Now that the virgin bitch
breastfeads death
and the winds smell strong
of the dragons breath

And all the stars fall down
like fuckin′ rain of fire
there will be souls for sale
but only one damned buyer

Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?

Drugs and pills
there′s no oil in Vucovar
when a one night stand kill′s
no matter who you are

When the Earth cries loud
but not a damn thing is heard
and a pussy is an asset
in this fuckin′ world

When the blood runs down
mother Nature′s thighs
and the TV-preacher is caught
while jerking off before Christ

And an audience pay′s
just to fuckin′ gloat
how the bitch is cut wide open
from her cunt to her throat

Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?

Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?

@ Bathory

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I swear the oath of blood
and tear the virgin′s flesh
I gash the wounds of heaven
and rides the wings of death

Tonight the cauldrons are filled
with brewage madeof hate
Tonight we blasphemy
possessed we desecrate

Tonight we raise our cups
and toast in an angels blood
Salute hell′s victory
despise the words of God

Armageddon

Eternal battlefields
no prisoners we take
We rape your sacred souls
behind the seven gates

Tonight you all will hear
the angels cry of pain
and in the sky you will see
the all eternal flame

On earth you mortal fools
obey the christian ways
but there is no mighty God
to hear your final prayers

Armageddon

Forks of lightning strikes in the sky
the sound of thunder rolls
Satan, chimes the bell of death
and beckon all your souls

Heaven′s angels realizes
there is no place they can hide
Tonight the furnace gates of hell
stands open wide

Black witch of beauty
hovers around and cast her spells
Tonight a virgin′s womb
shall breed a son of hell

@ Bathory

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Blood Blood Blood

Voltures soaring high above me waiting to descend
To sink their claws into my fucking flesh and to rip myself apart
Leeches slimy creatures drain me bone dry and leave me to die
On my knees and sliced to pieces badly beaten cut and bleeding

It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you it′s not for you that I bleed

Swollen the vein your pleasure my pain
The blade to the skin and the sapping begins
So powerful red and soon I′ll be dead
The smell makes you high and blood is life

Bleedin′ Bleedin′ Bleedin′ Bleedin′

Break my fucking bones and squeeze my head you want me dead
Crush my fingers tear my flesh leave me laying waiting for death
Parasiting vermin biting ugly features faceless creatures
Rob me of my very soul and try to push me down your hole

It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you that I′m bleeding
It′s not for you it′s not for you that I bleed

Swollen the vein your pleasure my pain
The blade to the skin and the sapping begins
So powerful red and soon I′ll be dead
The smell makes you high and blood is life

Bleedin′ Bleedin′ Bleedin′ Bleedin′

Blood

@ Bathory