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- cyst-grinder schrieb...
- Benutzer
- 9. Apr. 2010, 4:06
Ripping Corpse

from 'Anti-God'..
The old one, great old one
It is nightmare itself
Waiting in slumber
Deep in the earth it dwells
Steaming, oozing stench of one thousand graves
Sleeping, dreaming in the corpse city of Ry'leh

[quote][b][user]cyst-grinder[/user][/b] sagte: [artist]Ripping Corpse[/artist] from 'Anti-God'.. [i]The old one, great old one It is nightmare itself Waiting in slumber Deep in the earth it dwells Steaming, oozing stench of one thousand graves Sleeping, dreaming in the corpse city of Ry'leh[/i] [/quote]

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- OliverAP13 schrieb...
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- 15. Aug. 2011, 5:06
[quote][b][user]OliverAP13[/user][/b] sagte: [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJAiTjmGrtA[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwcmeR459PE[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SvNzDknkDo[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5nV8d3vu_Yc[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiiqSu4g1LM[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXRjv95YHV4[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCHraKWDOFM[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwmE6BLfDTs[/youtube] [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnFjXkuyVK4[/youtube] [/quote]

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- mad_submarine schrieb...
- Abonnent
- 8. Nov. 2011, 18:47
Electric Wizard - Supercoven

Black sun master
Under starless sky
Black stone altar
They pray to the sign
The old ones were
And they shall be again
Yog Sothoth is the gate
Planetary alignment predicts their reign

Supercoven
Have awakened the Ancient Ones
Mindless slaves to the black god
Moan dark hymns to the sun
To the sun

Mindless fuckin' slaves
You're mindless slaves

They watch from the sun
Since our lives had begun
They want us to be free
If only we could see

Yeah! Turn to the sun...

Supercoven...

[quote][b][user]mad_submarine[/user][/b] sagte: [b]Electric Wizard - Supercoven[/b] Black sun master Under starless sky Black stone altar They pray to the sign The old ones were And they shall be again Yog Sothoth is the gate Planetary alignment predicts their reign Supercoven Have awakened the Ancient Ones Mindless slaves to the black god Moan dark hymns to the sun To the sun Mindless fuckin' slaves You're mindless slaves They watch from the sun Since our lives had begun They want us to be free If only we could see Yeah! Turn to the sun... Supercoven...[/quote]

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- bibrau schrieb...
- Benutzer
- 29. Nov. 2011, 2:00
Fields of the Nephilim
The Watchman

Innocence is hurting, a world speaks out of tune
Promise calls, promise falls, what are we to do?
With a clouded view, you follow me through

Sadly the tides are changing, my world slips out of you
Your body falls, my body calls, what are we to do
With a clouded view, you follow me through

My lifes turning pages, I see a promised day
Watchmen never age here, they just sleep in vain
Drowning people stare here, they don't care to call
So I rebury the pages, Kthulhu calls...

You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to form
You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to call

In the name of Jesus Christ won't you fear my name
I've been around since Moses, your preacher never came

You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to form
You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to call
Follow me...

You sleep, you sleep, follow me

It's just another day, remember I am calling you
Just another day, remember she's calling for you
Just another day, Kthulhu I am calling for you
Just another day, An empire has fallen from view

You sleep, you sleep
Follow me
You sleep, you sleep
You cannot follow me

[quote][b][user]bibrau[/user][/b] sagte: [artist]Fields of the Nephilim[/artist] [b]The Watchman[/b] Innocence is hurting, a world speaks out of tune Promise calls, promise falls, what are we to do? With a clouded view, you follow me through Sadly the tides are changing, my world slips out of you Your body falls, my body calls, what are we to do With a clouded view, you follow me through My lifes turning pages, I see a promised day Watchmen never age here, they just sleep in vain Drowning people stare here, they don't care to call [i]So I rebury the pages, Kthulhu calls...[/i] You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to form You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to call In the name of Jesus Christ won't you fear my name I've been around since Moses, your preacher never came You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to form You'll see, you'll see her when she starts to call Follow me... You sleep, you sleep, follow me [i]It's just another day, remember I am calling you Just another day, remember she's calling for you Just another day, Kthulhu I am calling for you Just another day, An empire has fallen from view You sleep, you sleep Follow me You sleep, you sleep You cannot follow me [/i] [/quote]

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- swastikaFaerie schrieb...
- Benutzer
- 21. Jan. 2012, 22:06
The Vision Bleak

Dreams In the Witch-House

Despite all warnings the first night in the supposedly cursed house is at hand.

So, these are the walls
Wherein hides my doom
And night, when it falls
Brings ghoul-ridden gloom

Rest shall I find in here
'till death doth his deed
Away with these tales of aghast!
That bereaveth my sleep.

Now wine and dim light bring slumber to me!
A new morning shall prove them all wrong,
Them olde creeps and their
Dull fairytale fantasy.

The haunt is on...

"And to thee night appears
Sans the quiet of her spheres.."

No longer can I bare
The pesterings of light
Safe the sacred fires
That moon and stars ignite.

Good is evil, wrong is right
And thy horrors my delight!

The haunt is on...

No rest will I find
As long as a dream
Within my wretched mind
Brings darkness to sheen.

For sorrow and woe
Seem my destiny
No thought of dispersion,
Nor gleams of the hope
Of the hopeless
Have found into me!

The Curse of Arabia

The following morning.
Confused by the happenings of last night he seeks advice at the church nearby.
The priest now reveals to him is true nature.

One thousand and one moon ago
In darkest age of yore
Man praid to ancient gods
And lived by secret lore
One ancestor of thine
Whose blood runs in thy vein
Who travelled all the seas
Was said to be insane
So in one fateful night
When clouds did hang the moon
He crossed the river Nile
And settled our doom
In the strange realms of Arabia
He fell to gem and gold
And in his greed he cursed ye all
By a spell of old

Temples were made
Built by thousand hands
And evil did create
Gold from the desert sands
Gem on Gold
Stone on Bone
...And all did pray to great KUTULU!

One thousand and one moon ago
In darkest age of yore
Man praid to the ancient gods
And lived by secret lore
Grand evil was invoked
Just one word can describe
"Kutulu" was the bane
That rode the winds of night
Great riches he did bring
To those that served his deed
But death and doom was cast
On folk not of his seed
All women have been stained
Filled with his black cum
His malice runs in thee
Be cursed Kutulu's son!

Kutulu!

The priest goes into a detailed description of the unholy rite
That did cast the evil spell onto our main character.

A moonless sky, midnight was nigh
No sound did break the still
A strange mystique
Was fellt in all
A spirit that seemed
Wrong and ill

Suddenly the cold winds blew
And coyotes howled afar
A mighty thunder shattered the earth
The growl of grand GNAA

Whisp'ring voices could be heard
Utt'ring a foul spell
Man circled 'round a secret stone
And summoned greatest hell

Cold blades did light in darkness
And the high priestess
Started the unholy rite...

IA! IA! KTULU FTHAGHN!
IA! R'LYEH! KTULU FTHAGN!

Blood was shed unto the stone
That raised into the air
And from the ground crept
What seemed snakes,
But God know what was there!

Cold blades did light in darkness
And all the desert
Seemed to join the blasphemy

IA! IA! KTULU FTHAGHN!
IA! R'LYEH! KTULU FTHAGN!

Brüder kämpfen und bringen sich Tod, Brudersöhne brechen die Sippe;
arg ist die Welt, Ehrbruch furchtbar, Schwertzeit, Beilzeit, Schilde bersten,
Windzeit, Wolfzeit bis die Welt vergeht nicht einer will des andern schonen.
(Völuspa)

[quote][b][user]swastikaFaerie[/user][/b] sagte: [artist]The Vision Bleak[/artist] [track artist=The Vision Bleak]Dreams In The Witch-House[/track] Despite all warnings the first night in the supposedly cursed house is at hand. So, these are the walls Wherein hides my doom And night, when it falls Brings ghoul-ridden gloom Rest shall I find in here 'till death doth his deed Away with these tales of aghast! That bereaveth my sleep. Now wine and dim light bring slumber to me! A new morning shall prove them all wrong, Them olde creeps and their Dull fairytale fantasy. The haunt is on... "And to thee night appears Sans the quiet of her spheres.." No longer can I bare The pesterings of light Safe the sacred fires That moon and stars ignite. Good is evil, wrong is right And thy horrors my delight! The haunt is on... No rest will I find As long as a dream Within my wretched mind Brings darkness to sheen. For sorrow and woe Seem my destiny No thought of dispersion, Nor gleams of the hope Of the hopeless Have found into me! [track artist=The Vision Bleak]The Curse Of Arabia[/track] The following morning. Confused by the happenings of last night he seeks advice at the church nearby. The priest now reveals to him is true nature. One thousand and one moon ago In darkest age of yore Man praid to ancient gods And lived by secret lore One ancestor of thine Whose blood runs in thy vein Who travelled all the seas Was said to be insane So in one fateful night When clouds did hang the moon He crossed the river Nile And settled our doom In the strange realms of Arabia He fell to gem and gold And in his greed he cursed ye all By a spell of old Temples were made Built by thousand hands And evil did create Gold from the desert sands Gem on Gold Stone on Bone ...And all did pray to great KUTULU! One thousand and one moon ago In darkest age of yore Man praid to the ancient gods And lived by secret lore Grand evil was invoked Just one word can describe "Kutulu" was the bane That rode the winds of night Great riches he did bring To those that served his deed But death and doom was cast On folk not of his seed All women have been stained Filled with his black cum His malice runs in thee Be cursed Kutulu's son! [track artist=The Vision Bleak] Kutulu! [/track] The priest goes into a detailed description of the unholy rite That did cast the evil spell onto our main character. A moonless sky, midnight was nigh No sound did break the still A strange mystique Was fellt in all A spirit that seemed Wrong and ill Suddenly the cold winds blew And coyotes howled afar A mighty thunder shattered the earth The growl of grand GNAA Whisp'ring voices could be heard Utt'ring a foul spell Man circled 'round a secret stone And summoned greatest hell Cold blades did light in darkness And the high priestess Started the unholy rite... IA! IA! KTULU FTHAGHN! IA! R'LYEH! KTULU FTHAGN! Blood was shed unto the stone That raised into the air And from the ground crept What seemed snakes, But God know what was there! Cold blades did light in darkness And all the desert Seemed to join the blasphemy IA! IA! KTULU FTHAGHN! IA! R'LYEH! KTULU FTHAGN![/quote]

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- metalhead389 schrieb...
- Benutzer
- 23. Feb. 2012, 18:10
Nox Arcana - Necronomicon

[quote][b][user]metalhead389[/user][/b] sagte: [artist]Nox Arcana[/artist] - [album artist=nox arcana]Necronomicon[/album][/quote]

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