1. The Hangman Of Prague

In the gothic splendour of
the chapel of Saint Menceslaus.
Golden door with seven locks,
seven keys within your hand.
Ancient crown of Bohemia
placed upon your head.
Sharpening your spears.
The hangman's disciples, vomiting forth death
Murderous power, rabiate hate,
harbinger of suffering.
The malignance of malevolence
rises beyond benevolence

Smite your foes that they may die,
splattering blood across the sky.
Architect of genocide
in death taking pride.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.

Thousand-eyed Angel of Death
armed with flaming sword.
Spread your wings, let the killing begin.
The hunter becomes the hunted.
Hangmen also die.
Morningred, morningred
shines us to soon be dead.
Retaliating from beyond.
Killing, bloodspilling,
made through carnage.
Seas of blood, seas of blood.
Morningred, seas of blood.

In the gothic splendour of
the chapel of Saint Menceslaus.
Golden door with seven locks,
seven keys within your hand.

Smite your foes that they may die,
splattering blood across the sky.
Architect of genocide
in death taking pride.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.
The shape of things to come.

Hangmen also die.
Morningred, morningred
shines us to soon be dead.
Retaliating from beyond.
Killing, bloodspilling,
made through carnage.
Seas of blood, seas of blood.
Seas of blood, seas of blood.

2. Seven Angels, Seven Trumpets

And when the lamb opened the seventh seal,
there was in Heaven a silence.
Seven angels, seven trumpets,
preparing to sound.
God has sent his punishment over us.
We shall all perish
in the blackest death.

Know that this can be your final hour. Death stands behind you.
I can see the crown of his head gleam in the Sun.

His scythe flashes when he raises it behind your heads.
Who among you will he strike first?

Hail and fire, mingled with blood.
The greatest of stars is about to fall.

Before evening, will your mouth be distorted into a last unfinished yawn?
Like open-mouthed cattle, blooming with appetite and lust for life.
Have you got a year or an hour left
to pollute the Earth with your debris?
Angels descend, graves open.
It's the Angel of Death passing by.

3. Slay The Nazarene

It was predicted that with every tool
That the romans brought pain to you thy fool
People to your god should be lead
While our warriors lost and scattered fled
You should be the king on earth
Bastard son of virgin birth

Slay the Nazarene – In christian eyes supreme
You will die

Slay the Nazarene – Your might is just a dream
You shall die

Slay the Nazarene – Tourtured you will scream
You must die

Slay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene
Die Die

On your command man should do what god wilth
Glorification of holy christian slime and filth
Your vision of your crusaders bravery
That turned the wiched out of their slavery
You should be the king of kings
But now feel the embrace of Lucifers wings

Slay the son of god – Drown him in his own blood
Meet your death

Slay the son of god – This is your sinners flood
We praise your death

Slay the son of god – Scum of inferior blood
Hail your death

Slay the son of god Slay the son of god
Death Death Death

Now glance upon your teachings
In the pits of lost realities

Behold the righteous ones
Before Satan at their knees

Slay the scum of the earth – Whoreson of infidel birth
You are dead

Slay the scum of the earth – Your cross is nothing worth
Your teachings are dead

Slay the scum of the earth – Teared apart with sadistic urge
Your god is dead

Slay the scum of the earth Slay the scum of the earth
Dead Dead Dead

Humiliated as no other
Seek patience at the weak chest of your father
I.N.R.I.
Crucified you shall die
Mocked and spitted at
Your feeble rat

Slay the Nazarene – In christian eyes supreme
You will die

Slay the Nazarene – your might is just a dream
You shall die

Slay the Nazarene – tortured you will scream
You must die

Slay the Nazarene Slay the Nazarene
Die Die Die

SLAY THE NAZARENE

4. Azrael

I am the dust of desert dunes and the chilly wind of death
I am the waves on the oceans of blood, and the knives and swords to shred the just
I am the time, the withering and the withered, as well as the thorns, burning and sharp
I am the rain of lust that wets the chaste, and the torch that ends your life
I am the one whose name still the hearts and the silence their breaths
I am the one who speaks your name, weakens your fall into my cold arms
Just waiting for that kiss of my scythe

"Both fool and the wise,
one thing is certain – that life flies
one thing is certain and the rest flies
the flower that once has blown forever dies"

I stand above you whispering low
you know not what into your ear
of my strange language you all know
as there is not a word of fear

Azrael

5. Burn My Coffin

The blood inside my veins is poisoned by funerals and dreams
The beauty of life crushed
Death is the life and destiny
The night so dark and everlasting
Where death and pain remains

Burn my coffin – release the soul
Burn my coffin – unveil the shadow

Black candles burn tonight
As my soul begins it's flight
As the veil of Darkness lowers it's shadow
I travel through the night

Burn my coffin...

The first rays of dawn came misbathed in red
As the rays of the sun to the soil were wed
In the early dawn I gazed for tomorrow
But my heart and souls was burned with sorrow

6. Panzer Division Marduk

Black, fearsome and grim and mighty
Panzer division Marduk rolls over enemy land
Striking hard and fast against your lines
We blow your fortress into sand

The victory is Satan's but the battle is ours
We avenge you for centuries of rape, murder and theft
Behold the power of our killing machine
There'll be nothing but dust when the vultures have left

Forged in the essence of the unholy flames
By the first angel once fallen from the skies
The war hounds of hell can't be stopped on our march
To extinguish the goodness and lies

Panzer division Marduk continues its triumphant crusade
Against christianity and your worthless humanity

7. Blutrache

The great cathedral of Man arise
through doors flung wide.
Every nation marches singing
towards defeat and death.

Judgement Day edges toward evening.
Panzer thunder, panzer death.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy Sun.

Judgement Day edges toward evening.
Every nation marches singing,
every nation towards death.
Let us rejoice in the light
of this man-made Armageddon
this man-made Hell.
Hand in hand with angels of iron,
angels of wrath.
Panzer thunder, panzer death.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy black Sun.

The great cathedral of Man arise
through doors flung wide.
Every nation marches singing
towards defeat and death.

Judgement Day edges toward evening.
Panzer thunder, panzer death.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy black Sun.

Judgement Day edges toward evening.
Every nation marches singing,
every nation towards death.
Let us rejoice in the light
of this man-made Armageddon
this man-made blazing Hell.
Hand in hand with angels of iron,
angels of wrath.
Panzer thunder, panzer death.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy black Sun.

Every nation marches singing,
every nation towards death.
Let us rejoice in the light of
this glaring mass cremation,
this shining mass-death-light.
Hand in hand with angels of iron,
angels of wrath.
Panzer chaos, panzer Hell.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy Sun.

Every nation marches singing.
Even our children shall fight to the end.
Let us rejoice in the light
of this man-made Armageddon
this man-made blazing Hell.
Hand in hand with angels of iron,
angels of wrath.
Panzer thunder, panzer death.
Black twelve-armed holy Sun.
Rise, rise, holy black Sun.
Every nation marches singing,
every nation towards death.
Let us rejoice in the light of
this solemn dance of death.

8. Bleached Bones

Loving the dead
A torso, a hand or a severed head
The cemetery girls don't say no to their fate
When their bodies gets too rotten
Their skeletons do great

Lurking in the shadows with you on my mind
I'm engulfed by your beauty:
I'm a man who's gone blind
Watching you move so graceful this night
I'm going to catch you how I long for this fight
Smelling your hair as I'm working my knife
I adore how you scream when I take your life

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse is as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the first sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really took my breath away

Admiring your beauty my wonderful rose
Oh what pleasures you'll give me
Before you decompose
But the darkness has fallen and the clock strikes ten
Excuse me may daring but the shadows
Are calling again

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that the sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the firs sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really blew my mind away

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the firs sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really stole my heart away

9. The Black...

Friends and companion of the night
Thou who rejoices and brings terror to mortals
Heavens damnation
Total devastation
The Christian faith utterly destroyed

The black goat of the woods with a thousand young
Friend and companion of the night
Thou who rejoices and brings terror to mortals
Heavens damnation
Total devastation
The Christian faith utterly destroyed

The black god of the woods with a thousand young

10. Steel Inferno

Praetorians reborn, relentless spiral of death.
Armored spearhead, time of trial, circle of fire.
Rostow, Charkow, Kursk, Carnapol.
Encirclement and outbreak, bloodsoaked soil.

Moments of glory and pride.
Panzer Deathride.
Death and Hell on every side.
Death and Hell on every side.

Iron youth under steel command, working toward piece by piece.
Camouflage gear rips, streams of blood drip.
Machinegun fire spraying lethal dose. Crawl across the killing field.
Black cross, red star. Iron times, last laurels.

Black sun shine us forth. God's soldiers, without God.
No respite, the blackguard dies. Loyal to the bitter end.
High tide in the East, red deluge.
On darkened wings Death descend.

Moments of glory and pride.
Panzer Deathride.
Hell and death in every hide.
Hell and death in every hide.

Steel Inferno.
Panzer Deathride.

11. On Darkened Wings

Ride now on fast horses
With swords drawn let steel meet steel
Swords shall sing
And shields will lay broken

Warrior's shields met
And many weapons broke
Many met death
But that's a part of the process

The sky is filled with red
Of the fallen's blood
Perdition, damnation cries my soul
To burn in hell is now my only goal

So once again we meet
Look into our eyes, look deep
In the sky that is our mind
The dark clouds are gathering
As our hate unites with our soul

Rising our hands
The renewal has begun
Since long time ago
Faded spirits
Screams with scorn

Rising fro mthe soul
As a united force
Carried by darkened wings

Dark through time
To open the door
To the blackened place of rest

Rising
To once spread his darkened wings

12. With Satan And Victorious Weapons

Fist in the face for the time smothered angel
By Satan my scythe will shallow every hallow
Open now dear blood soaked soil
By Satan I pour magma down throat.

Come ghostfaced hungry shadows of shadows
By Satan I drink the darkness they drewl
With victorious weapons
I will melt every angels wings

Triumph of the will striking
Striking to kill

Cloak the earth with a thousand nights
And a billion dead
We toast and drink from and chalice
Filled with shreds of life
And know my eyes are knifes
To shred every fucking stream
Of Christian light

13. Throne Of Rats

Plague upon plague, black boil redemption.
On this sea of rats I shall set my throne.
Halo of fleas, blood puke salvation.
Only fire is now clean enough to touch your soul.

Throne of Rats.
Sword of Disease.
Throne of Rats.

See how the body contracts
until your limbs become ropes of madness.
Ropes of regret, the price of purity.
Ropes of regret.

Throne of Rats.
Sword of Disease.
Throne of Rats.

Older than Time am I, and yes, I am forevermore.
Constantly reshaping, reforming to suit your sins.

Death upon death, black death redemption.
On this sea of death I shall claim my crown.
Halo of death, death puke salvation.
Only death is now pure enough to forgive your sins.

Throne of Death.
Justice is done.
Throne of Rats.

14. To The Death's Head True

Order of rites veiled in dusk
Above else in a mysterious husk
Our own legend will be told due
To that the fight-to the deathshead true

Core of our being to our commitment we brought
Kill and be killed without a second thought
Sacrificial death but our force will renew
Alive or not-to the deatshead true

15. Sulphur Souls

Praise hail Satan

Our wrath is about to be unleashed
Upon you – oh lord of goodness
For so long we have waited and believe us
The future will be a vast black memory on your grave

Behold
From our synagogue of Satan
We say to you
Black metal warriors of northern lands
Lift your swords up high
Let us praise
The horned one
The lord of the sulphur souls

The city walls of Babylon
Are now decorated with the bodies of your
Weak followers
Here they hang begging for our mercy
With a symbol of your teachings
We can't do nothing but hate

Behold
From our synagogue of Satan
We say to you
Do never lower your heads in awe
For a god so good and mild
Let us praise the one with black horns

Woe
Woe to you oh falling god
See how we scorn your work and worshippers
See how they hang in shameful nakedness
On the bloodstained walls of Babylon

The white sun bites us
But why be afraid
The bright morning star has turned black
Your empire is ruined oh god of life and light
And I am your Judas

16. Warschau

Crushing resistance, inflicting pain.
Fierce devotion, reign of terror.
Draconian measures, sealing their fates.
Proudly displaying achievements in blood.

Warschau.
Warschau.
Warschau.

Overkill supreme, bloodletting.
Sacrifice, blood is the price of victory.
Iron claws descend, ruling with supremacy.
Declaration of death, damnation's pride.

Eye for an eye, death for death.
Panzerclaw retaliate,
blood and dust.
Annihilation, obliteration, cremation.
Declaration of death,
genocide triumphant.

Crushing resistance, inflicting pain.
Fierce devotion, reign of terror.
Draconian measures, sealing their fates.
Proudly displaying achievements in blood.

Warschau.
Warschau.
Warschau.

Overkill supreme, bloodletting.
Sacrifice, blood is the price of victory.
Iron claws descend, ruling with supremacy.
Declaration of death, damnation's pride.

Warschau.
Warschau.
Warschau.

17. Wolves

Wolves
Many miles they went
To reach this point
They went here to seek what they lost
What they lost before time
Before the first rays of light
In the worst torment of all

Despair
They dedicated their existence to follow
To explore
And how they searched

Eternity, darkness, the black
They ware only a piece
Of the complete puzzle

They the warriors they were
In a never ending maze of
Confusion

The life they so intensively hated
Wolves so many lifetimes they
Went to reach this point
And yet so many lifetimes to go

Eternity, darkness, the black
They ware only a piece of the
Complete puzzle
They – the warriors they were
In a never ending maze of confusion