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Bathory - Pestilence

Death once walked this relic land
He came while all would sleep
Death held up his bony hand
And with it death did sweep
Across all land and water
With one gesture he did take
The lives of all man woman child
And deafening silence followed in his wake

Like stub before a shiny blade
All man fell by his scythe
Once the fever got you in its grasp
There is but one more day left of your life

Black Death
Pestilence
Black Death
Pestilence

The Lord has all forsaken
All must cleanse themsleves from sin
Then rid oneself from lust
And take the holy spirit in
To redeem your pity selves
You all must flog your filth away
With nightfall cometh the shadows
Gather all the children of the Lord and pray

The shadow heavy upon this land
And still the stale air sway
In great numbers all around
The fallen lie as they fell to rot away

Black Death
Pestilence
Black Death
Pestilence

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:16

Bathory - Home of Once Brave

Out of the water
The cold black Nordic sky
Risen towards the eternal sky
The land lays open and free

Up high the Mountains
Where the wind catch its speed and chill
Snowstorms are born
And rage loud through the valleys and the hills

Above two Ravens
Messengers of the wise One eyed God
Who rules this land
Of the strong and the great

And tall
Beautiful
Behold this thy land
Open and free
This thy home of the brave

Dark endless forest
Where at the day hides the shadows of the night
Snowcovered vast lands
As great as the eternal sky

Now in the midst
Of this wild and this open and free
He placed my kind
To possess this their land to be

Above two Ravens
Messengers of the wise one eyed God
Who ruled this land
Of once strong and once great

But now
Forgetting to behold this their land
Once ours once free
my home of once brave

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:15

Bathory - Suffocate

Kill me!
I am but a fuckin′ livin′ dead
Help me!
I am goin′ outta this damn head

Crazy!
I can′t stand the agony and aich
A helpless fuckin′ vegetable
I feel I suffocate

Suffocate
Suffocate
Suffocate
Suffocate

By and by I tighten the loop
laid around my neck
stretching that damn rope some more
like some damn fuckin′ pet

I am like a book
that never will be read
this damn body′s outside live
but inside I am dead

Karma!
I don′t give a fuck for what will be
I shit upon what will come
when the lights gone out for me

Suffocate
Suffocate
Suffocate
Suffocate

I chew my fuckin′ limbs
frustration fills all cavitys
living brings me closer
to hardcore insanity

Just one fuckin′ step
all′ll be fuckin′ over and done
I′ve been taking this one step
since my damn life fuckin′ begun

Seeing this whole fuckin′ life
like some damn fuckin′ trap
I′ll be laughin′ ′till I hear
that final fuckin′ snap

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:15

Bathory - Under the Runes

In great numbers we advance before dawn
By the great hail this great fight is born
Among the clouds now our black wings fills the air
No more frontlines the holy battle is everywhere

Though death may await me on the battlefield
I die to go on but by the great hail I will go,
I am marching under the runes

Countless victories we fight side by side
Deep down in the oceans on land and way up in the sky
Comed this far now there is no way back or return
If we do withdraw the horizon will seem to burn
Though death now is closing in on me
I die to go on but by the great hail I will go,
I am fighting under the runes

Standing here now amidst the hell we have made
All signs of a wonder or to survive now seems to fade
But I am a fighter and I still have my pride
They are gonna have to kill, by my own hand I refuse to die

Though now death is all that awaits me
I die to go on but by the great hail I will go
I am dying under the runes

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:14

Bathory - Vinland

Forward : ride the ocean′s waves
be bold : glory to the brave

Deep the sea : above me eternal sky
freezing winds : cold to the limbs : the waves are high
sleepless nights : the bleak moonlight : the chill and damp
by morning light : a strip of land we see

Vinland : crossing the endless raging ocean
Vinland : follow the stars and the sign of the raven
Vinland : watch the horizon for the strip of the western land
Vinland : plough through the waves white wolfs at a raging sea

The wind : mighty : fills your sail
onward : to the land in your fathers′ tale

Forward brothers : reward awaits the bold and brave
white sons of north : through hail and storms : we rode the waves
we beach the ship upon the coast of western land
and rest our tired limbs among the reed and sand

Vinland : crossing the endless raging ocean
Vinland : follow the stars and the sign of the raven
Vinland : watch the horizon for the strip of the western land
Vinland : plough through the waves white wolfs at a raging sea

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:13

Bathory - War

The bells of war doth chime tonight
and the heaven shake with fear
The earth commot the sky is in flames
the battle is ever near

Troops of Hell tonight they storm
The walls they so despise
Heaven′s gates are closing in
The night is filled with cries

WAR, WAR, WAR

A crack of thunder, a smell of death
the wind of mayhem blows
Heaven in its final breath
and God lose all control

Prayers for mercy cries for help
won′t stop the blasphemy
Our troops emerge the sacred throne
and the victory is complete

WAR, WAR, WAR

WAR, WAR, WAR

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:13

Bathory - For All Those Who Died

For all those who cried aloud
But whose tears were never heard
For questioning one almighty father
Of a heavenly distanced world

Beloved thee who submit
The holy writings assured
The golden cross stained with innocent blood
But stand yet a thousand heavenward

Burning naked but smiling
Not full of fear but pride
Knowing death alone could cleanse them
Of the reasons for which they all die

For all those who died

For all those whose great beauty
Stirred their torturers to rage
And for all those whose great ugliness
Did the same

For all those who cried aloud in vain
For mercy on the rack
But whom of dying naked in scorn
Not ashamed

Burning naked but smiling
Not full of fear but pride
Knowing death alone could cleanse them
Of the reasons for which they all died

For all those who died

Pleas for mercy signs of guilt
Naked bodies broken on the wheel
Tears sign the confession
With crusted blood lips sealed

Trial by water
For all those who died

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:12

Bathory - One-Eyed Old Man

O ye one eyed old man., You who see it all.
You who see the past and all to be
Say, ye one eyed old man. For I need to know.
Tell me which path fate has chosen for me.

Say does the Northstar still shine on me.
Say will I set my loved ones free.

O ye one eyed old man. Of ye our elders told.
You have been since land and sky was one.
And if you really know all that will be, tell me,
what the future wants with this young no-one′s son.

Say does the Northstar still shine on me
What do you see in store for me....

Questions, questions. Many you ask.
About the future and some of the past.
Few have seen what I see. Fewer still will ever know.
I gave an eye to see better.
And your thirst for knowledge grows.

But you, my child, who treads the road of pain.
Who have felt such anger. Such that bears no name,
Thee shall I nurse as if you were my own son.
And this very night your training will already have begun.

For I have seen you come for a thousand years or so.
And the gods have told me to teach you all that I possess and know
And though my eye no longer sees my hand held out in front of me,
I still gaze crystal clear at all that mortal man cannot see.

And I see you riding up on a stallion as white as snow.
With the speed of the winds and endurance untold.
And you wield a sword of steel forged in fire and ice.
And the cry of a warrior you sound
and victory is in your eyes.
Hear me my son, for you are the chosen one....

An icy cave in a mountain...
Bright morning...

["At the one eyed old man′s request, he walks into an icy cave lighting up]
[its inside with a torch. Finding what he has been told to look for, a]
[wooden box containing a five foot long object wrapped up in bear′s fur, he]
[brings the object back to the one eyed old man. Upon unwrapping the fur,]
[the long sharp blade of the sword catches the beams of the sun and a sigh]
[is heard across the sky.]
[And thus he was granted The Sword..."]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:12

Bathory - One Rode to Asa Bay

Dedicated to Mr. Dean Anderson

One man rode the way through the woods
Down to Asa bay
Where dragon ships had sailed to sea
More times than one could say
To see with own eyes the wonder
People told of from man to man
The God of all almightyness
Had arrived from a foreign land

The rumours told of a man
Who had come from the other side the seas
Carrying gold cross around neck in chain
And spoke in strange tongue of peace
He had come with strange men in armour
Dressed in purple shirts and lace
Smelling not of beer but flowers
And with no hair in face

And the bold man carrying cross
Had told all one of Asa bay
The God of all man woman child had come
To them all save
And to thank Lord of Heaven
One should build to God a house
And to save one′s soul from Hell
One should be baptised and say vows

A man of pride with the Hammer told new God
To build his house on own
And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers
Not too long time gone
The rumours said the man with a beard like fire
the Hammer in chain
By men in armour silenced was and by
Their swords was slain

Those who did not pay the one coin
Of four to man of new God
Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
By their neck to the log
And so all of Asa bay did build
A house of the cross
Every hour of daylight they did sweat
Limbs ached because faith does cost

And on the day two hundred
There it stood white to the sky
The house of the God of the cross
Big enough to take two dragon ships inside
all of Asa bay did watch
The wonder raise to the sky
Now must the God of the cross be pleased satisfied

Just outside the circle of the crowd
One old man did stand
He looked across the waters
And blotted the sun out of his eyes with one hand
And his old eyes could almost see
The dragon ships set sail
his old ears could almost hear
Men of great numbers call out Oden′s hail

And though he did know already
Though he turned face towards sky
whispered silent words forgotten
Spoken only way up high
Now this house of a foreign God does stand
Now must they leave us alone
Still he heard from somewhere in the woods
Old crow of wisdom say
...people of Asa land, it′s only just begun...

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:11

Bathory - Resolution Greed

Independence, terrorism
A hail of pebbles and stones
Poverty and racism
The wheel of conflict rolls on

Dictatorship, fanaticism
The battle lines drawn in mind and soil
A drop of fucking human blood
For every gallon of oil

Hightech death and Disneyland
Censorship and Jesus Christ
Dual moraled Uncle Sam
World police and fucking apple pie

The crescent and the endless
Ever changing dunes
The sun and precious black gold
A different culture language
Creed and tune
A different God I have been told

Pushed into corners hunted down
Observed, surveyed and chained
Religious fundamentalism
Prosper as preassure is sustained

Hightech death and Disneyland
Censorship and Jesus Christ
Dual moraled Uncle Sam
World police and fucking apple pie

Resolution Greed

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:07

Bathory - Twilight of the Gods

There is a serpent in every Eden
Slick as grease and cold as ice
There is a lie in every meaning
Rest assured to fool you twice
In this age of utter madness
We maintain we are in control
And ending life before deliverance
While countries are both bought and sold
Holy writtings hokus-pokus
Blaze of glory and crucifix
Prepried costly credit salvations
TV-preachers and dirty tricks
Don′t trust nobody
It will cost you much too much
Beware of the dagger
It caress you at first touch
O, all small creatures
It is the twilight if the gods
When the foundations to our existence
Begins to crumble one by one
And legislations protects its breakers
And he who was wrong but paid the most won
Even the gods of countless religions
Holds no powers against this tide
Of degeneration because we have now found
That there is no thrones up there in the sky
Run from this fire
It will burn your very soul
Its flames reaching higher
Comed this far there is no hold
O, all small creatures
It is the twilight if the gods
[Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:06

Bathory - Born for Burning

Dedicated to the witch Marrigje Ariens
Born 1521, Burned 1591 in Schoonhoven, Holland

Haunting the cloudless black sky
Braver at night
Hidden as the lips of her cunt
She is keeping out of sight

Dark as her closed eyelids
Her secret
She comes to you with a serpent′s kiss
She has the power to foresee

She don′t fear the flames
She smile at the fire
Whisper the words of spell
Without fear without fright

BORN FOR BURNING...

She can′t feel the pain
She gaze at the sky
In the greedy flames
will burn tonight

The beauty burning
Like the moon at harvest
Her seared flesh falling apart
And feed the hungry flames

Where the flame still bite her thigh
is not afraid to die
She will burn again tonight
(she will always burn)
But her spirit shall survive...

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:05

Bathory - Dreaming of Atlantean Spires

All witches fly to me...

I have torn the veil of dreams,
Enraptured by (the gleam of) moon-frost’s caress,
My heart is held in icy thrall,
The horned moon’s sweet enchantment,
The topaz throne is beckoning,
The jewelled sword awaits my grasp,
The dreaming gods now grimly brood in
The silence of atlantean spires.
The sky is black with chaos-fiends,
Spellcraft rides with witch-storm’s wings,
Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs,
Sorcerers summon the shadow-kings.

All witches fly to me!

Witch of heather, moor and sea,
Come lay with me as twilight falls,
Grant me the black elven sword
And the draught of immortality,
The scent of night about your flesh,
Enfold me in this mist of lace,
Your lips grow red by candlelight,
My beloved is raven-tressed.
The sky is black with chaos-fiends,
Spellcraft rides the witch-storm’s wings,
Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs,
Sorcerers summon the shadow-kings.

And now the blossoms fade,
Lost within your dark eyes (I drown within those ebon eyes)
The sweetest tears I taste (glistening upon your lips),
This ichor of your kisses...

Weave thy dark spells,
’neath the bright moon,
Witch-fire is glimmering through
Sunken marble halls.

The black gate opens...
Blood sates the ebon blade...

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:05

Bathory - Hammerheart

Now that the wind called my name
And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space
And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame

For the ones who stood me near
And you few who were me dear
I ask of thee to have no doubts and no fears

For when the great clouds fills the air
And the thunder roars from o, so far away up in the sky
Then for sure you will know
that I have reached the joyous hall up high

With my bloodbrothers at side
All sons of father with one eye
We were all born in the land of the blood on ice

And now you all who might hear my song
Brought to you by the northern wind have no fear
Though the night may seem so everlasting and forever dark

There will come a golden dawn
At ends of nights for all yee on whom
Upon the northstar always shines

The vast gates to hall up high
Shall stand open wide and welcome you with all its within
And Oden shall hail us bearers of a pounding hammerheart

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:03

Bathory - Intro

[instrumental]

[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]

["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun′s light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:03

Bathory - Ode

When I′m gone and my time had come to shut these eyes of mine
No stones must be erected I will leave but ash behind
Tell no tales about me when you gather around your fire
I′ll be one with mother earth not dining in no hall up high

I have no master I swear no oath
The gods may pass me by
I steer the horse I choose to mount
When the storm draws near and the blood rain from the sky

One life hardly a notch made in the bark of tree of time
One death hardly a drop of blood on the reapers shiny scythe
I take not a thing with me where I will go on the day I die
When my star has ceased to shine, but in a shallow hole I′ll lie I′ll lie

Nobody died for my sins
No faith tied to my name
The path I choose to walk is mine
When the clouds turn red and the horizon as in flames

My blood my heart my soul my hands my feet
My hair and eyes my head my lips and teeth
My arms my legs my cock my choice and life
My loungs my mind till the day I die

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:02

Bathory - Requiem

Watch me, I bleed now no more
My wounds one thousand and crisp
as life itself it drips away
a smile upon my lips

Cutting, slicing, carving
the blade slides deep in me
running warm blood
leaving my corps to be

Convulsions shatters my carved limbs
I now begin to feel the chill
the smile remains upon my lips
because likewise I die I kill

Crimson vision, inspiration
now it is time to ink my pen
and to summon my last strenght
to write my requiem

Covered in my own blood
words and music comes to me
now more dead than living
I compose in harmony

My blood forms notes on paper
splattered up and down the lines
creative even in death
I still smile as I die

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:02

Bathory - Deuce

Originally performed by Kiss
Get up
And get your grandma outta here
Pick up
Old Jim is workin′ hard this year
And baby
Do the things he says to do

Baby, if you′re feeling good
And baby if you′re feeling nice
You know your man is workin′ hard
He′s worth a deuce
Honey
Don′t put your man behind his years
And baby
Stop cryin′ all your tears
Baby
Do the things he says to do
Do it

Baby, if you′re feeling good
baby if you′re feeling nic
You know your man is workin′ hard
He′s worth a deuce

And baby, if you′re feeling good
Yes baby if you′re feeling nice
You know your man is workin′ hard

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:01

Bathory - 13 Candles

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

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:01

Bathory - Century

Freedom of speech and that of information.
To gather in prayer and for demonstrations.
Freedom to choose. Freedom found driving a car.
To posess a remote control and the right to arm.
Supermarket. Machine gun. Voices talk from inside.
Unemployment and touchdown. Holy book full of lies.
Suicidal intentions. There′s no kingdom up high.
Presidential elections. Superman never dies.

Conservatism. Communism. Paganism. Nationalsocialism
Liberalism. Satanism. Christianity. Slavery. Anarchy. Lunacy.
Insanity. Mediocracy. Assorted Century.

Genetic disortion and UN resolutions.
Pro-life and abortions. The final solution.
Vivi-section. Disorder. Cosmetique for the disabled.
Civil crime watch camcorder. Cocained soft drink containers.
Amusement and passion. Files on serial killers.
Abusement and fashion. Queenies Asshole refillers.
Read my lips. Need I say there′s a lot of shit on the hill.
But it all fits in the grave. Somewhat more darkness and chill.

Sociopath. Psychopath. Autograph. Schizofrenia. Empathy.
Biography. All humanity. Majority. Minority. But then
regardless of which it′s a fucking damn assorted century.

Conservatism. Communism. Paganism. Nationalsocialism
Liberalism. Satanism. Christianity. Slavery. Anarchy. Lunacy.
Insanity. Mediocracy. Assorted Century.

Sociopath. Psychopath. Autograph. Schizofrenia. Empathy.
Biography. All humanity. Majority. Minority. But then
regardless of which it′s a fucking damn assorted Century.

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:00

Bathory - Satan My Master

Satan My Master
I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood
Satan My Master
Up side down I turn the cross of God

Satan My Master
Recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine
Satan My Master
I cut into my rotten flesh your signs

Satan My Master
Remember me when judgement day is near
Satan My Master
Take my hand when Armageddon is here

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:52:00

Bathory - Shores in Flames

Mother winter leaves our land
And opens wide the seas
The lukewarm breeze does beckon me
As it whispers through the trees

It says: Set your sails
And let me take your ship to foreign shores
Take farewell of those near you
And your land of the North!

The wild cold deep black ocean′s waves
Invites my hungry heart
Cry not my love I′ll return
Only death can keep us apart

Oden in the sky up high
Let the Ravens of yours fly
To guide us on our sail to foreign shores
Let your Ravens fly

The wind blows through my hair
fills our sails with hope and pride
Caress these lines of Oak, wind
Do not throw us all aside

The wild cold deep black ocean′s waves
As wide as sky above
Carry us, oh, Gods of sea
Don′t take us down below

Now approach the shore at dawn
All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born
Clad in morning dew asleep
The city′s walls rise before us men from the seas

Carrying cold steel at our sides
No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise
Down the coastlines with the wind we reign
Men of the North we leave the shores I flames

Shores in Flames
Fire!

Tor of thunder way up high
Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky
Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home
Guide your sons, us, home

When the wind cries out my name
And time has come for me to die
Then wrap me in my cape
And lay my sword down at my side

Then place me on a ship of Oak
And let it drift with tide
Let the flames purify my soul
On its way to hall up high

Up high
Fire!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:59

Bathory - To Enter Your Mountain

Blind fools who see only what they tell you to
Open up your eyes you might see it too
See there is a lot to see within you too
Don′t be like the rest and let them take it from you

Dumb fools who say only what they tell you to
Speak up and find that there is more truth within you than you knew
Somewhere someday you will stand before it too
Trust me there is a never ending mountainside to climb for you too

To enter your mountain
Go into your mountainside
To enter one′s mountainside
Will take its man

Who enters his mountain
With or without sword in hand
Who enters his mountainside
He will learn

Deaf fools who arhear it too
Listen there is a wild storm within you too
Burst out use its powers don′t be a

Damn fool how can you follow paths not made by nor for you
The only way you will ever need to walk is right there for you

He who enter...
He who enters his mountain
Into one′s mountainside

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:57

Bathory - Lake Of Fire

Twinkle bright Aldebaran, the star of solitude
Somewhere there is a lake of fire, pity all the fools
Sorry are the desolate, the unfree and obedient
For this is not the spring of love, it is the winter of discontent
Standing at the shore of lake of fire

Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire
Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire
Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire

Blood mooney, for thirty pieces of silver
You shall buy yourself the time

The quivering meat conception, deflorate the virgin fair
Succumb to your own passion, recieve the garland made from angel′s hair
Crown yourself, the thorns will cut you, bleeed your majesty
But by dawn it will all satisfy no more, dethrones you weep
Dumped along the shore of lake of fire

Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire
Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire
Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire

So you′ve been left in chains to rot away in your own stinking rest
You′ll hang till death in your own entrails

What you′re gonna do, peasants with nukes
But death you′ll see shall make us free

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:57

Bathory - Man of Iron

I have paved these forests for so long
I don′t know
If I am a man or I am beast
I though hold deep within me a quest for revenge
Then I must be a man as much as I can be
I have learned to speak the tongue of animal
I have learned to read the sign in bark and snow
I have taken within myself the spirits of my fathers
long time gone
In this shortt time,far from home
A man of iron I′ve grown
A man of iron I have grown

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:56

Bathory - Psychopath

I want to kill you and share with you my pain.
And if it thrills you I′ll gladly kill again.
I want to maim you. Your throat a bleeding well.
And before your damned body′s cold you′re already in hell.

This is my anger. My hurt and my hate.
This is my fucking despair.
This is my inside. My thorn and my ache.
This is my grind and my tare.

I want to tie you up. Make you beg for release.
I′ll whip your body beyond sense. Cut you down piece by piece.
I want to rape you. I′ll leave you bleed in death.

This is my lust and my distorted needs.
This is my wrath and my pain.
This is my kind. This is my creed.
This is my body and brain.

This is my anger. My hurt and my hate.
This is my fucking despair.
This is my inside. Mt thorn and my ache.
This is my grind and my tare.

This is my lust and my distorted needs.
This is my wrath and my pain.
This is my kind. This is my creed.
This is my body and brain.

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:55

Bathory - The Ravens

Steadily on jagged wings
Feathers black against the burning sky
Spread your wings and ride the wind
Gaze down on me with blackest eyes
Fly my Ravens,fly ahead
Over the mountain and endless sky
Fly my Ravens,over my head
Let the wind carry you up high
Fly my Ravens,it′s time to fly
And for me maybe to die

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:55

Bathory - The Rite of Darkness

Crusted blood on altar black
The rite of dark is done
The semen burn in sacred flames
The Witches sings their song

The night is filled with joyous laughters
Orgy of the damned
Prepare for sacrifice by death
On my command

Infernal eternal
With the power in our veins
THE RITE OF DARKNESS

Candles glow with strength and glory
Blind the eye of sun
Demons rings the sabbath bell
The rite of dark is done

Naked bodies form the circle
Flesh and lust collide
Warm blood float and torrent faster
wounds stands open wide

Sorcery blasphemy
Recite the words of spell
THE RITE OF DARKNESS deeds of hell

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:54

Bathory - Bleeding

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

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:53

Bathory - Blood on Ice

The old crows cry the first warning
The rumbling frozen ground the last
Hooves thundering on the three feet snow
The icy dawn yet to begin
"Bursting through the icy morning
four times five black shadows ahorse.
Seel glimmering in the awakening sun′s light.
And blood colours the white snow red.
Cries echoes through the dark deep woods.
Open wounds steam in the cold morning air.
And the new day was greeted with a burden
both raped and dead."
Long golden scalps hung by the old twin headed
beasts standard black
Women and children brought far north into the land of
no turning back
The burning village speared by the wind across the
tundra
Cry old Crow cry
Long tall beautifull people fallen lifeless to the ground
Headless scattered still graceful bodies
Blood coloured the white snow all around
Through the dark deep wooods to the mountains
towering to the sky
The wind carries the quest for revenge
and the tale of Blood on Ice

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:51

Bathory - Fire and Ice

Born a Son of Nordic tribe
Early spring morning I arrived
When Sails were set, the Ships all done
To Sail with Wind a Waves for long
Down foreign shores across great waters
Many hundred miles from home
This half year deep frozen land
Where I on this morning was born
Proudly my Father took me in
His arms and walked outside
Where for the first time,
Light struck me newborn child
And even though told when older
I can almost recall the scene
When he held me high up towards
The most beautiful sky ever seen

Baptised in Fire and Ice

Oh with gentle hands he did sway me
Over the flames to strengthen and purify
Oh, with loving words did he dab me
With spring′s last snow for cleansing me his child

I grew and learned respectfully
The Earth, Wind, Water and the sky
The powers that decided the weather
And rules both the dark and light
I heard the voices of the spirits
Of the forest call my name
I saw the Hammer way up high
Cause lightning in the rain

Watching crystal flakes
Of falling snow on winter nights
Uniting with the pure white flames dance,
When reaching for the sky
Brings me back to the morning this world
First heard my battle cry
Gently swayed above the flames
And cleansed with snow and ice

Baptised in Fire and Ice

Oh, having it with me
From the first day of my life
Oh, always carrying them within me
The powers of Fire and Ice

Now I pass unto thee
My son what was given to me

Baptised in Fire and Ice

Oh, having it with me
From the first day of my life
Oh, always carrying them within me
The powers of Fire and Ice

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:50

Bathory - Grey

They say we′re free to speak to speak whatever we may have
to say and that we′re free to wear it all in every fucking way.
It′s up to fucking you to fulfill your damned fucking life
with ease and to carry any symbol,
view or dream that you may fucking please.

But hairstyles never cease to stir their fucking minds
en masse. Your clothes will always bite big chumps
right out of their concrete ass. You′ll be corrected.
censored and asked to appear in a milder way.
And in the end eventually if you′re weak you′ll fade in grey.

Authority. Society. Parents. Teachers. Employees and God.
Authority. Society. Parents. Teachers. Employees and God.
Fade into Grey. Fade into Grey. Fade into Grey.

For every punch you′ll take in life, learn to always at least
give two. Don′t ever let somebody get away shitting on you.
There may be laws to follow. Drugs to stay away from in
your life. But never live it feeling your damned hands
and feets always being tied.

But hairstyles never cease to stir their fucking minds
en masse. Your clothes will always bite big chumps
right out of their concrete ass. You′ll be corrected.
censored and asked to appear in a milder way.
And in the end eventually if you′re weak you′ll fade in Grey.

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:49

Bathory - Krom

Waxed up, shining fat and clean
Double big shot pipes from hell
Air cleaner cover gleam
A vibe you can not buy or sell

The sparks ignite the oxygen and fuel blend
Gentle right-hand turn
Listen to the sound of thunder
Al 666 cubic inches burn

Fringes leather pistons throbbing
Mightt thunder now unleashed
The pipes begin to glow still I′m too slow
I thottle-up my beaast

I′m freeway mad I′m speedfreak glad
I smile against the wind I fly
A shooting star the road is far
I ride to live and I live to ride

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:48

Bathory - Witchcraft

I drink the blood
From cup of death
I sip the milk from tied up
Angels holy breasts
I fuck the whore and eat her flesh
And when the daylight comes
I sleep in Satan′s nest

Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God

Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells

Witchcraft

I run the night with white wolfs pack
I ride the wind of Mayhem
Down to Hell and back
I masturbate on Golden throne
And quench my thirst
From sacred virgins fragile throats

Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God

Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells

Witchcraft

Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God

Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells

Witchcraft

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:47

Bathory - Death And Resurrection Of A Northern Son

Here I am : enemies : come and taste the steel of my sword
the earth was still young and the land all new when it was forged
ore of themountain towering wowards endless sky
the runes down its blade the last thing you will see before you die

In the spring we sailed from Asa Bay with wind and tide
twenty-nine in all we were : bloodbrothers side by side
down foreign coasts : across the ocean : wind would fill our sail
high adventures : better to fall by the sword than to die from age or ail

The emperor I served in Miklagard : grand guard was I
me and my brothers in gold were paid : on my sword I did rely
returning to Nordland by horse : ambushed were we
and so here I am : come enemies : cornered with my back to the sea

The ground beneath our feet all red awash with human blood
severed limbs and bodies dead : prepare to meet thy God
shoulder by shoulder : knee by knee : bloodbrothers by my side
forgive me mother for missing the unseen blow that cut me down from behind

All still : no more pain : the wind whispering my name
this wound my last : the darkness around me seems vast
Then a bright light I see : the clouds swirl and part before me
in the distance a woman approaching : with a gesture she invites me to proceed

Then a bronze horn I hear : it calls me : and the bridge seems to stretch for a lifetime
way before me a palace is rising : out of the mist : like a mountain it stands
And it greets me with gates open wide : all around me bloodbrothers by my side
and they show me the seat that bears my name : my place at the table of Oden I do claim

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:46

Bathory - Genocide

Mechanised death, poisoned last breath
In dust realised kill, what a thrill
All hell ablaze the furnace gates
Stands open wide for genocide

Genocide - physicians in league with death
Genocide - die this day or do with less
Genocide - holloweyed and grey charade
Genocide - death head strut and masquerade

Vomiting blood, where are you, God?
Can′t you fuckin′ smell
The damned stench, excrement
Mountians of corpse, can′t you see, Lord?
It makes your Gomorra look small, very small

Flames to the sky, white Christ is blind
The burning smoke, the piles of bones
One final cry, last pleading words
Through the chimney high
The prayer is unheard

Genocide - physicians in league with death
Genocide - die this day or do with less
Genocide - holloweyed and grey charade
Genocide - death head strut and masquerade

Genocide - physicians in league with death
Genocide - die this day or do with less
Genocide - holloweyed and grey charade
Genocide - death head strut and masquerade

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:45

Bathory - The Woodwoman

Resting by my fire.Looking deep into its flames
My mind must have been somewhere else
Far beyond these plains
I am suddenly aware of a pair
Of eyes staring at me
I urn around and behold the most
Ugly thing I have seen
The woman standing in the glade
Like a shadow in the night
Points her wretched finger at me
With a wretched smile
And she asks me in a voice
That sound as if it′s been so long
Since she spoke,if I seek magic
Then I should come along
I′m but a man.Mortal a man.
But she leaves no footprins in the snow
Still I follow on to where she is going
For she has promised me magic if I follow on
She takes me to a part of these woods
Few have ever seen
Where the sun surely won′t reach
Still the ground ominously gleams
She says she′s seen is coming
And tha she known where I′ll go
But before I leave,she says
There is this one thing I should know
She offers me the ability
To take a fatal wound
Every cu by sword or spear will be
Absorded by her tree-womb
This magic will remain until it′s
Time for me to part with this mortal world
And all she′ll claim is my young heart
I′m but a man.Mortal a man.
And I′ll need all the help tha I can get
So I give my heart to the woman of the dark
With or without it... my life is not over yet
Wing of bat and lizzard eye
Dust of a star fallen from the sky
Tears of a virgin and the cum of a god
Thirteen drops of an infant′s blood
A twist of a cat′s spit and oil of the moon
Stir for a while a very soon
A salve to be applied upon the chest
Close to where the heart beats strong
"No pains will occur when hand is pushed into my flesh
She′ll slowly draw my living heart out of my open chest
She′ll place my heart in the pit of the snake and behold the years go by
Hers to keep from the moment when the time has come for me to die"

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:44

Bathory - Son of the Damned

I was born in the light of a fullmoon
And baptised in the sacred blood of an angel
Raped the holy deity and slayed a new born child
I ride the wings of darkness and evil

I am the Son Of The Damned and the wild
I lacerate your body I slit and tear your flesh
I got you in my vicious circle and poison your last breath
I make the damned earth quiver I make the heaven burn
I live in sin and lust and await lord Satan′s Return...

In the blackened sky of twilight the Wind of Mayhem blow
Infernal lightning the sound of thunder roll
Endless nights on fire the Holocaust is near
Mist surround your destiny and the mortals runs with fear

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:44

Bathory - The Land

This land is mine to the end of time
none it shall claim or conquer
the mountains high : the endless sky
the forests and the sea

Oh land rejoice : your son has sailed
beyond the seas : adventurous trail
now heading north : to Asa Bay
my place of birth : home of the brave

A man he may wither away
or die in battle with sword in hand
but the river will flow and the wind will blow
forever across my northern land

This land is mine to the end of time
none it shall claim or conquer
the mountains high : the endless sky
the forests and the sea

Oh fatherland : oh Northstar high
two hundred days and night have I
been away from you my hearts most dear
returning home : great wealth to share

Work those oars : the wind is still
no southern breeze our sail to fill
the dusk is here and our bay is far
the Dragon soon to sweep the night
so work these oars an Sorsemen : brother′s row

The land where deep in heavyturf the bones and crushed skulls testify
the violent times and troubled days when land was claimed
and paid for in blood and human lives

The land where gold of star will glow in silvery water
and on black wings high the ravens soar above
the glade where as child I was baptised in fire and ice

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:43

Bathory - Nordland

Land of unforgiving winter
Cold, clad in white, under a dark grey sky
Silent, the wind, it whispers
Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high

Endless forests, lakes of water dark and deep
Misty mountains, where giants sleep

Nordland

High about all, the ravens
Spreading their wings to fly to the hall up high
Messengers of the all fathers
Oden behold all with his one eye

Eagle soaring, old crow cries
This land and heaven, forever tied

Nordland

Cold the waves along the shoreline
White wolfs realm from here to mountains high afar
Land of ours since it rose out of deep cold sea
Shine on our path, yes brightest of all, Northstar

Foreverdark woods, cold winds sweep
Barren landscape, untamed and bleak

Nordland

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:37

Bathory - Reaper

I close your eyes
and send you into vainly dreams
I reign your soul
the nightengulf your painful screams

I watch you cry and
twist your soul in agony
No prayers can save you now
from hell in eternity

I devastate your soul
and lacerate your mind
In sin I sanctify my
sword to crush your spine

I′m the Reaper

You′re too confused
you can′t elude my misty eyes
No need to hang on
to your faith in love and life

Whatever I command
your soul obeys my needs
You′re like a zombie now
with a soul that burns and bleeds

There′s not much left of you
your soul belongs to me
Nothing can save you now
or set your spirit free

[′m the Reaper

Coming to take you

I love the sight of having you
down and open wide
The smell of a dead woman′s flesh
just drives me fucking wild

I have to got you in my grasp now
there is no need to escape
I′ll penetrate you
every virgin needs a rape

Just when you think you have
gone through all that gives you pain
I′m coming back to you
to penetrate again

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:36

Bathory - Through Blood by Thunder

(For as long as the grass grows
For as long as the stream flows
And the sun shines down unto those
***
For how long the wind blows
And the sky is blue above us)

O, I am a man and I hold in my hand my fate
Free as the wind as if even
I had wings that carried me
Still in the middle of the night
Even I will need light to guide me
So I turn my face to the sky from
Where he with one eye is watching over me

My fathers′ gods - I ride for you
My fathers′ gods - I fight for you
My fathers′ gods - I die for you
My fathers′ gods - I am coming through to you
My fathers′ gods - I am yours

Through blood by thunder

Sound of wings in the air and
his ravens fly near to lead me
So I will not fail to ride down the trail
long time destined for me
long before I was born

O, can you not see it is all
carved in the tree of fate
That a son of the north must forfill
his destined course to
follow the bond of blood

(Bond of blood Bond of blood
Bond of blood Bond of blood
Bond of blood Bond of blood
Bond of blood Bond of blood
Bond of blood Bond of blood)

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:35

Bathory - Raise the Dead

"Dust to dust"...
I gasp for air
I scream for sight
and fight against
torment and dread
Calling the vengeance
I tear at the lid
and promise to raise
from the dead

Raise The Dead

Black witch of beauty
all hell′s necromancers
give me the powers of hell
Mistress of curse
reapers and vultures
Demons stand up
and chime the bell

Raise The Dead

Suddenly powers comes
from within
Muscles and mind ar

filled with wrath
I burst out in frenzy
powers of hell
and break up the
tomb and the dark

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:34

Bathory - Holocaust

At dawn they rise pointing to the skies
Ready to cut through the clouds at command
From wombs in the ground born to deafening sounds
When the button is pressed by death′s hand

Loaded with death powered by the dragons′ breath
Climbing way above the clouds out of sight
To seek its destination and destroy it into void
And to spread its load of death and endless night

Below water in the ground on wings of steel up high
Seeds of death to be launched in final one of wars
Each with a number for a distant city at their sides
Wonder what′s the number for my city and for yours

Metal phallous seeds of death
That is not won else cannot be lost
Precious burden seeds of death
Sown to earth brings the holocaust

Prepare to die

Now leaving their wombs all in fire baptised
Outnumbering the stars in the sky
Each with a skytrack on which they are sent
To destroy each part of the world on the other side

Not time to repent feel regret or ask for mercy
Once launched there is no way to bring them back
Finally the world created by man look so bright
Before it all turns black

Below water in the ground on wings of steel up high
Seeds of death to be launched in final one of wa
Each with a number for a distant city at their sides
Wonder what′s the number for my city and for yours

Metal phallous seeds of death
That is not won else cannot be lost
Precious burden seeds of death
Holocaust

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:32

Bathory - In Nomine Satanas

Ink the pen with blood
Now sign your destiny to me

Now in my hands your fate is given
My claim thee to join me
In death when the life you′re living
Near the end is coming and to
Enter my realms come and grab my hand

Sign my claim with the blood of your veins
And my obligation will for as long
Thee live be to forfill thy obsecrations
A life full of success and riches
Now your wish is my command but
As soon as life is coming to its end
See me wave you on to grab my hand

I ink the pen with blood
Now I sign my destiny to thee

Now in my hands my fate
On to thee my soul is given
My soul will join thee
In death when the life I am living
Near the end is coming and to
Enter your realms to reach for thy hand

Signed is your claim with blood of mine
And thy obligation
The life of mine glows be to forfill my obsecration
A life full of success and riches
Now my wish is your command
And as soon as life is coming to its end
See me reach out to grab thy hand

Into my realms...
Now I see the light The light

Now in my kingdom comed the claim
Of bond of blood commend thee
Master I thee call heed here
I am now take my soul
Now the dawn of the age of flames begins
Enter the jaws of my hellhole

Sacred flames embrace me
And consume my lustful soul
Take the step into infinity
And recieve eternal bliss
Now I burn a child of sin
Among souls burning in this hole
Slaves all to the bond of blood

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:31

Bathory - Die in Fire

When horny flames begins to rise
To burn your flesh and bone
That′s when you realize you′ve never
Been so scared and alone
You start to cry you′re gonna die
So pray for all your sins
The flames begins to reach too high

The fire burns and wins
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire
You can′t take the heat much longer
You can′t stand the burning pain

The night is far too dark for angels
So light up the night with flames
Nothing really turns me on
Like seeing you burn to dust
But you are not alone to feel the heat
My body burns with lust
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire
Now when your body burned to dust
Is spread by the midnight breeze

I gotta find another girl
To satisfy my needs
I′ll tie her up and then once more
The all caressing flames
Shall rise again to light the night
And she will scream of pain
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:31

Bathory - Enter the Eternal Fire

Leave the world of mortals to walk
into the mist to stalk unto the other side

Plains of otherness
The utter emptiness
Where time have ceased and dark and light collide
Crossing the river of death and water cold
Slowly walking up the bridge
The jewelled bridge I walk for what seems a lifetime
In the night it′s jewels glow

There on the other side
On shore of no return
The one for me awaits
Cannot avoid the eyes
In which the fire burns
Comed this far it is too late
And He calls my name
First a whispering then louder
And he wants me to follow
And to Enter the Eternal Fire...

I walk this endless night
His eyes the only light
Repeatedly he whispers my name
Fingers move and twist
Through crimson thick dark mist
and voices cry of agony and pain
Close now to his kingdom bleak world dark and still
I follow the voice whispering my name

Approach the gate of sin
Opened up to let me in and there, He stand in flames
price now I must pay for eternity my soul his claim
For years of pleasures, victory and gold
The one who stand in flames
Now rise and walk my way and reach out for my soul
fall down. The Eternal Fire...

I stand at the jaws of the pit
The heat scorch my flesh
The fall seem never to end
My hair burn
My eyes can′t see
The flames slowly eat my soul
pain tears my mind
Hear my cries oh Lord

Have mercy oh Lord
This can′t be
Raging flames all over me
Inferno of heat

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:30

Bathory - Sadist

I summoned up the living dead
And the demons in the skies
I drank from chalise warm and red
And watched the virgined eye

Present at ungodly births
In holy paradise
I spread eternal dark on earth
And raped the mother of christ

C′mon baby
Raise your knife
Welcome darling
To my sacrifice

Tie the angel to the altar
Sacrifice to lord in hell
Let the warm blood torrent baby
Moonlight set the night on spell

I saw the lightning strike in the sky
And heard your roar in pain
I′d lifted the knife and stroke once more
Your blood was mixed with rain

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:28

Bathory - Great Hall Awaits A Fallen Brother

Brother, we did cross the raging sea
Our fathers, has watched our trail for long
Battles, many we fought, side by side
Through foreverdark woods we did ride

Now your journey has reached the end of its trail
For today was a fine day to die
We shall meet again in great hall in the sky
And shall be until the end of time

We shall meet again in great hall in the sky
And shall be until the end of time

Sailing, the wind was strong against your face
Fighting, great battles we did win
Offering, the winterblot, a sacrifice
Open wide, the gates, to let you in

Brother mine, in battle beaten, not slain
Hall up high awaits you, come eternal life
Stricken down, o brother, this was your day
Rest you now, we will meet again

Stricken down, my brother, this was your day
Rest you now, we will meet again

Close your eyes, lay still, no more pain
Washed away, your blood, a gentle rain
The blood shed is blood of mine

Flames, your pyre, reaching high in the night
Sound the horn of bronze, it is time
Goddess of warriors to call

Rise and stand, my brother, whole again a man
Walk down golden aisle in hall up high
Take your seat, raise your cup, eternal life
Forever a Northern son

It is told, ancient tales
A great hall awaits a fallen brother

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 08:51:28

Bathory - Crosstitution

The crucifix in flames
The house of God burned down to the ground
A symbolic action of defiance
Brought palace of lies down

Refusal to acknowledge the authority
Of faith of liars
Has cleansed this world somewhat
By purifying lovely fire

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

Holy writtings, hokus pokus
Magic incense, blood and tears
Impeccable the ways of Heaven
To inflict terror and fear

All are born of woman
And the female is of sin
So we are all drenched soaky wet in sin
When our life begins

And for the rest of our days
To reach his kingdom full of bliss
We seek forgiveness
For something we didn′t do
To someone who does not and never has
And never will exist

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

Cross of lies, no one up high
Gayhood of priests and spartan fiests
Pathetic faith, your wine and bread
All will be well once we′re all dead

He might have died for
Somebody′s sins but sure not mine
If all you want is to him follow
And die too then I say fine

But don′t you baptise one more
Generation in some fuckin′ shame
Supported by that damned religion
Of yours I now watch in flames

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

I will always defy your damn faith
As I′ve lived I′ll die free
You′ll never have me crosstitute myself
Or on my fuckin′ knees

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