1. In The Shape Of A Demon

Saviour weak, sanqulnary beneath the hellish mock.
My heart gain strength by the memory of thy agony, distress.
With heaven's plague thou are deceased, with blood of thorns thou are greased,

Behold all spirits...
Ah! How god slackened by the fires in my eyes, be defeated by my sind.
As the deathreaper i will forever shed all sacred blod...
for the sake of archfriend.
God our slave, we crush thy lambs again.

Embrace me night's shadows, guide me to your host,
grant the place to the depths, that shall be my last step.
Satanic illusions of sorcery, my infernal soul reflects.
Renew my powers, demonize my being, oh! King of the hell.

Now i sall to abode of the dead to beneath your throne, paragon of death.
Afford the strength to follow thy path, and also once to die in you.

In the eclipse of the sun, transformation has begun, the wolf infiltrate the
man.
Through this demonic masquerade between spirit and flesh, between darkness and
light.
I wonder is this a dream, illustrated ecstasy.
In the shape of a demon, i am a witch...a wolf among the sheep.

When the last journey approachm strengthen me darkness,
That moment of honourable departure, darken with thy shadow.
When my spirit already wither, stroke me with blood.
In the most majestic ritual be my belowed.

Let the cross blaze, when i fade to beyond, taking out all oppression.
I drown in your fathomless eyes...blasphemously agitating.
...In the shape of a demon lies true evil...

2. Satanist

I stand on the shadow of demoralizing cross,
divergent is my path to cryptic beyond dimensions.
My soul was created to deeper values...not to bounding extolled.

I wade in stranger waters, guided with moonlight...stars as my crown.
I seek nocturnal elements to nourish my satanic desires.

I'm aspirant to unholy extremities,
which light won't bring for my kind and god blindly avoid.
I have given my spirit to dark...
to the realm of the shadows and jetblack infinities.
Where the purest silence feed the devil in me.
And the fires of my destiny burn kingly higher.

God that thee fear and the heavenly kingdom surrounding him.
Is for me a grotesque ruin...a mendacious tale.

Throne, crown...sword as symbol,
darkness, light, Satan and god.
From that i find my life and death.

In truth i am and i will be fucking.
Eternally...infernally.
I am something that something possess,
and the one who seek the angels and the beasts.
Eternally...infernally.

3. Black Atmospheric Madness

I raise the chalice abode of the dead.
I'm susceptible to grimness upon the throne of odium.
Black starlighted imperio...
decorated by tears of angels and unholy victory.
Appearances through my dreams of malice,
like plague in the minds of holy sick and weak.
I'm the servant of darkest sacrilegious immortality...
Therefore i reign as the king in the palace of blasphemy.

Presence of hatred beyond possess me,
'cos i'm the one who evoke our devilish inner immortality.
Can thou become merged to these raptures of pure darkness and symbolic
deathcraft.
Inhale the steam of illusions to share our circle of forces vocation.
Feel the desolateness and grandiloquense of mystique blackness.
In the court of black atmospheric madness.

Dehumanize thy outlook of life.
Thus i deiticatify you to see behind thy christian insignificanse.
...deplorable ignorance in order that together
we shall subdue the loss of thy soul.

Combine to my pleasures, black spiritual tendency is boundless an dignified.
Create the sentiment about the realm,
that you rule and command thy mental image to crucify jesus christ again.

On the path to hell, i will laugh to humanity,
to it's principles and pathetic formal simplicity.

My existence is black like dragons in the mythic pages from the medieval ages.
Thee assume that i'm captured by madness...
Sheeps! You're wrong 'cos i don't dwell in submissive sadness.
In case that i could trespass the crystal walls of time, i would create
immemorial sacrifice.
Ad arma! Ad arma! I would lead the legions.
And virgin's miscarriage would be the shatterin part in the human'shistory.

Withib the shadows of my visions, i will take my last nordic breath.
Hand in hand with the dead, so cold,
i sink to the depths of black atmospheric madness

4. Symphony Of Infernality

This is the night when the rotting heaven will die.
Demons with the storm arrive frm the winds of fire.
Beyond description is the spreading of cruelty and fear,
Open as my veins are the seven gates of hell,
and the light is overlaid with dust...in carnivorous lust.

...Symphony of Infernality

Repeat the spells of demonized, behold the death of crucified.
Feel the breeze from the ravines in twilight, and sense the horror of devil's
advances.

Symphony of infernality,
Constrain my soul to lacerate with brutality, to burn the chapels of divinity,
And piss on to remains of holy rotting trinity.

Symhony of infernality...
brutality:undivinity...
to slowly rotting trinity.
Beware! Satan is near with the hammer of damnation and thyranic fear.
Revelation of inner beast no longer await to release my darkest reality.
I'm bewitched by demons...princes of hades.
My soul belongs to hell, soon i enter the final gates.
I hear the passing bells, it's time to fade and burn with strength.

Darkness create the occult satanic domain.
Conspires are done, the flames born with us.
Powers of satan, powers of horns, we are elite in the towers of hell.

I rise through the crimson clouds, i ascend my throne above the stars of god.
I become prevalent with demonic rage, and bring forth my savagery
...condemnation from depths.

Slay, burn, bury:impale in the name of satan.
Torture, enslave, dominate...thy hell is on the earth.
I become prevalent with demonic rage, and bring forth my savagery
...condemnation from depths.

5. Envenomed Suicide Angels

Shades of blackened wings be outlined against remnants of the sun.
And the moon in a silvering blaze arrive with infernal gales.

We are gathered, demonically summoned, by the rites of sacrilegious masses, we
have observed.

Continuously, satanic spells reduce to powder the pearly gates.
Heaven is ablaze, spoilt by chaos from the temples of devastation.

Roaring troops of the golden angels, break the silence of ceremonial night.
The lapse into sadistic insanity, and succumb to temptation of gruel.
Laughing legions of the fallen angels, incite they to die.
Full-blooded pain is translucent from their faces and they commit suicide.
Chaotic sentiment about the self-sacrifice sodomy.
Perversions, impurity...the successors of babylonian whores.
Diabolical sorcery exceed the power of resistance.
We evoked the magicial aquilirium, which enchant heaven to fall.

The centre of sanctity (bloody heaven) turned into realm of carnage,
and into apocryphal estate full of blood.
Behold those envoys of lightness.
Dismembered...envenomed suicide angels.

We are gathered, demonically summoned, by the rites of sacrilegious masses,
we have succeed to capture the adoreds profilic plague:
with sorcery and diabolical grace.

I laugh to heights of darkened bleeding skies.
The moon is obscured by the blood of our golden (desecrated) slaves.
There is a turning within the hearts of poisoned court,
so they kneel down to Satan!
...to lord of this world.

6. Crimson Halls Of Blood

Eclipse is a key to damnation, darkened domain of evil foundation.
May the vigour of demonic primordial forces reborn on behalf of Satan's
creation.

The gates will unfold when the shadows within dusk, tightening above the image
of god.
The holocaust souls which once licked the flames,
demand their victims, their blood shall boil again.

Burning blood will baptize thy (rancid-filthy) flesh and atrocities extend to
heaven heights.
Christians!...you shall die at the theatre of torment and slavery.

Gloria Baphomet, in thy name we were swallowed by the flames,
which run their flickering serpents, as Leviathan haunts in the veins of
burning hell.
Captors pharisaic past stigmatized thy flesh with the most twisted lies...Now!
Assign with us, in urge of voluptous profanity.

Demons in the parish of weakness, wolves in enclosure of lambs.
Shall be our symbol of infernal mayhem,which chain our souls for death.

To the crimson halls of blood, the cadaverous moonlight shines.
Straight through the eyes of damned and over the surface of unholy rites.
On the altar of limbonic dragonian flames...
Demonic whores cut your throats and suck your still-born jesus motherfucking
christ.

Burning bloo shall baptize thy flesh, your souls will blaze with us.
Terrorized is the faith for the cross, which glow as a torch at the nightfall
of blood.

7. Beneath The Banner Of The Unholy Satan's Cult

To thirteen nights, i have exorcised my rites, layed a thornwreath on a dust of
holiness.
Soon the fullmoon's dreariest hours prevail and the seven bridges from the
hellaraised storm,
appearance beneath the archangel's ferocious shade.

Shields adorned with angel's dissection, and headstalls of fallen one's might,
emerge from the squadron of fabulous styx behind the luciferian night.
The nocturnal winds of demon's blasphemy crown this armageddish manifestation.
And the boiling sulphur waves lick the mundane surface.

I raise my sword from beneath the thousand spears and banners.
To fulfill my impaler fantasies and carry them through
...to children of god.

i hail the king of Tyros, in antichristian devotion and dignity.
I drink the blood in blasphemy, and become the triumphator of humanity.
:beneath the banner of the unholy Satan's cult.
Devastation and victory walk hand in hand,
and i bind to burn.

Soldiers of fire's beyond.
Panzer's of hellish reality.
Velocity of Satan's beasts.
Reflects the doom and unholiest trinity.

eternal darkness i wish to see, the flames of the pit i want to feel.
Armageddon's might is what i represent.
These are the times of beast himself.

Master of chaos, lords of the strom,
the pentagram reflects, they claw the boundary door.
The gates of hell are open wide.
My vision's of final destruction is at hands.

I raise my sword from beneath the thousand spears and banners.
To fulfill my impaler fantasies and carry them through
...to children of god.

8. Devil Messiah

Deep beneath the sun you lie, you are embraced by darksome night.
Here we come to call thy spirit forth.

Let thy presence breathe through me, beget the spawn in sanquine blasphemy.
We perpetuate thy dominions with the flesh of the angelic weak.

Create horrofic nightmares to them who pray.
Obscure the light of a day and make them obey.
Unhallowed be thy name in the hell and the earth.
We shall forever sell our souls unto you.
We are the symbols of thy existence and doom.
Deep down below you watch through our souls,
and wait our final spells.

In nomine magni, you rule the earth.
In nomine rex infernus, hear these words.

Underneath the horns of death, thy cult shall breed and flourish and reign.
Worship the mighty satanas, rejoice the power to rule the earth.
In thy kingdom of flesh, the false prophet shall be slain and crucified again.
The flames of victory shall be yours and the creatures of thy infinite dominion.
...shall burn in your dominion.

Rise! The dark antichristian night, we praise the succubus of delight.
We feed your burning souls with the agony of christ.

Deathly demons guardians of time.
Praise the hymns of infernal might.
To this time when all evil unite and god is forever denied.