Sorcier des glaces - L'éternelle Majesté Des Montagnes

Sorcier des glaces - L'éternelle Majesté Des Montagnes

Au C½ur de l'Éternelle Majesté des Montagnes
Avec la (maintenant) Faible Lueur de la Tombée du Jour
S'en allant vers la Nuit, au plus Profond des Forêts Assombries
Dans les Montagnes, au Claire de Lune
Les Ombres Semblent Danser
Attendant Impatiemment la Noirceur Totale

L'Automne Règne avec Fierté sur la Majestueuse Nature
Sur le Trône du Moyen Âge
Avec sa Sombre Atmosphère Nordique
Cachant Hâteusement la Lumière du Jour

J'ai passé au Travers des Temps
Pour Conquérir la Nuit Éternelle
Pour Posséder la Majesté des Montagnes
Pour Enchanter l'hiver qui Tombera
Je Retournerai vers le Royaume des Glaces
Là où la Vie est Oubliée à tout Jamais,

Là où les Âmes sont Noires à tout Jamais...

# Posté le vendredi 26 janvier 2007 14:08

1349 - Hellfire

1349 - Hellfire
My icon is the pentagram
The warmth from me
Are pleasures of the flesh
I fill you with ecstasy
My nature is that of excess
Let me out of the circle
And I will burn you

I will burn you!

My icon is the cross of Peter
I turn the aeons
I destroy dead dogmas
And create the paradigms
Of the new order
Of the new order!
Of the new order!

I sparkle with vitality and force
Why,
Fools of fear
Do you want me to burn inside the dead?

# Posté le vendredi 26 janvier 2007 14:13

deicide - bible basher

deicide - bible basher
Holy one unsung, you are the scum of his philosophy
Will you ever learn that it is god who is the enemy?
Step across our line from the divine and twisted beaten path
Spewing forth in bullshit to your final fatal bleeding gasp
What you have to say about your lord don't mean a thing to me
Bash your fucking head in with this book of his insanity

Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Who is your god?

Ram your religion so far up your ass
Till it becomes just a thing of the past
Trample the cross and you cave into hate
Bible basher I'm destroying your faith
Blasphemous and vicious as I'm ripping you from head to toe
There are those who wish you'd leave them the fuck alone
In your face I spit to contradict your lord's integrity
Time to admit, you are swimming in fantasy
In a fit of rage, Satanic ways you will be crucified
Bound and determined, your savior will die

Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Bible Basher
Who is your god?

Stab your religion and leave it for dead
Crush your insides with a touch of Satan
You will succumb as did Adam and Eve
Bible basher, I destroy your belief

# Posté le samedi 27 janvier 2007 08:31

Immortal - Tyrants

Immortal - Tyrants
Armoured horses gloves of steel
Silverblades... time to reveal
We're the tyrants that guard the land
Proud upon our gilded thrones
Servants of... our great ancestors
Who guarded the gates... to infinity
Once kings of shadows
On these blackened fields
All might and domination
Ruled the realm of the above

Inconquerable walls... weapon of might
Splendour and nobility... barbaric times
We're the tyrants that guard the land
Proud upon our gilded thrones
The kings at hold... on their thrones
Immortal and invincible... the might lives on
Armies hoovered accross the lands
Here rolls the rivers of red
Beyond that has no man been

Armoured horses gloves of steel
Siilverblades... time to reveal
We're the tyrants that guard the land
Proud upon our gilded thrones
Moments of time roll
Deep within the mind
Thoughts roam free and endless
Remembering the tyrants time

# Posté le lundi 29 janvier 2007 16:45

Modifié le lundi 29 janvier 2007 17:04

Aborted - Nemesis

Aborted - Nemesis
Apathy raised upon childhood, social skills erased
Automatically blocking off any contact, emotions numbed
The anger grows within me
I'm a walking human time bomb
Adrenaline thrashing in my blood flow
Morals collapse... barriers fade as I take control

With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus

Becoming, a self made god, a tool moulded by society
I - a nemesis of man, the emotions of which i'm fueled
A result of social abuse, murder takes control

Another death ensued, another asshole entombed

With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus
Again I hack...

# Posté le lundi 29 janvier 2007 17:55