Firestorm within flesh Carnivorous limpid eyes Behind ecstatic lips The crush of breath expires Profanation - Violation Hammering down war Penetration
I am the warfare Blasting in from blazing horizons I am the abyssic lust Tasting blood from the lips of the dying Plague bearer World shatterer I am
Suckled at the teat of the she-wolf I was born in the light of the gibbous moon Fathered by vengeance and carnal lust Unholy matrimony of blood and sperm
Dash against the rocks the sickling and his cries Break the back of the steed upon you ride Boiling bodies of water, to glass the sand And may mother'
Vielfour fiery Four corners race- stretch infinity Cataclysms celebrate A whirling soul ablaze with spirited gleam A silence made sullen by the lightning
I who wait and writhe and wrestle With air that hath no boughs to nestle My body weary of empty clasp Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp Give me the
The dream pervades mysterious and lewd I am One of Many offered unto thee Bearing proud the brand of sacreligion Sacrificed not in vain to Azazael Cast
Corvus corax descending Through ashes smoke and pain Stark sepia sigil of strength The revealing stench of victory Lycanthropic ripping death A baptism
soil is covered by frost and the clouds are gathering Above this beautiful corpse. Night falls like leaves from a fallen wing of an angel. Her eyes
Antichrist! Hail Blasphemy Geared for battle This call to arms, wrath and war Victory or death is on the march Antichrist allegiance the only law Assail
Two warring Dragons and Destinies War Vultures circle strike endlessly Grim Demolition shrieking without mercy Spitting steel and slaughter at prey Decapitated
The maps of old are broken here In spirit and in flesh Excise the notions of obeisance And oblivion from the body, mind, soul Eclipse the claws of indoctrination
Fierce - steel eyed devils For whom the sun never sets Proud - Iron youth Of the noble cultures of the past Striding - like greyhounds keen Where glory
of scourge- immolated flesh Imbibe the sorrow storm of impiety A serpent entwined in the horns of the goat Of withered angels wretched debris Smoldering
Accane occltism inscribed in blood Black arts summon spirits burn within Arise incubi and succubi Dmps of the perverse delight in sin Victorious poisoned
There once was a blue-gray wolf Whom destiny ordained warrior king of the world Born to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be In the great valley of Gurvan