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Satyricon - Angstridden
Born into a field of flowers, to slowly wilt away
Sheltered by wings, delicately smothered by blindness
Released among the wolves, thus molded by resistance
Ridden by the clawed hoofs of tyrants
The fruit of other worlds, but grown by loneliness
Concealing a black soul, and but sensing the beyond
Uniquely grown from within
Shimmered by a darker night, but left to solitude
How can one disclose a darker night,
if one but rests?
Or evidence the suffering,
by wordly gauge?
Or comprehend the long-drawn agony
When pain and evil never trod one down
Like a warring sun, from a better kingdom
Beautiful, free, of different steel!
Dearly prized, and equally broken
He should have gone free of you!
An emotional tumour, gnaws from inside
Of heartless, spineless treason
The darkest night now weaves its loom
Soon to release its spawn
Nehëmah - The Thousand Tongues Of Medusa
She's got the long fangs of a boar, two smooth golden wings, she's got bronze hands,
with sharp claws, her poison blood running through her ophidian corpse is magic, it's a
cure, a real fucking venom linked to Gaia, it gives life to a warrior, a winged horse, nobody
resists her diabolical eyes! Convulsions of pain and hate, endlessly cripple her frost face...
She lives far to the east, where eternity begins, in the Esperidian garden, close to the land
of the dead. The thousand tongues of Medusa! Hidden in the shadows, humid and cold,
you wait without mercy, to petrify all life, your face is a mirror, which reflects the deep
anguish of those who stare at you, even Ares doesn't resist.. Whoever stares at your face,
horrible and motionless, it turned into stone, for eternity...
Emperor - Cosmic Keys To My Creations And Times
The heaves are lit by the stars where years of secrets of universal
forces lay hid. They shine so bright, but yet they have seen more evil
than time itself. Reflected in the deepless lakes they are drowning in
black elements. They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisom and
power for the Emperor to obtain.They being the gods of the wolves whom
upon they bark at night, requesting their next victim in thirst of
blood. I enjoy those moments I may haunt with these beats of the night.
What kinds of beings are existing at the deeps of my lakes? They
surely must be of an evil race, for no friendly thing can live in such
depressive waters. Here is also a planet similar to the moon, but its
phases is only one abd it is in its most powerful for all and ever...
There passes no light without the barking of the wolves. All these
landscapes are timeless, and this is all just a part of cosmos, but
all is mine and past and future is yet to discover... Much have been
discovered, but tomorrow I will realise I existed before myself. I
will be reborn before I die. I will realise planets ages old, created
by a rules with a crown of dragon claws, arrived with a stargate...
Emperor - I Am The Black Wizards
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the
black hills consists of black souls, souls that already dies one
thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their
black art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in
the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot
reach. The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm. No age
will escape my wrath. I travel through time and I return to the
future. I gather wisdom now lost. I visit again the eternally ancient
caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came. Watching the mortals
"discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown
to me. Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless
prison of hate. It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls
that was destroyed in my future. How many wizards that serve me with
evil. I know not. My empires has no limits. From the never ending
mountains black, to the bottomless lakes. I am the ruler and has been
for eternity's long. My wizards are many, but their essence is
mine. Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of
grief. Because I am the spirit of their existence. I am them.
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