Watain

Fire at will!
Arsonists of Lucifer
Conflagration sworn
Heed the flames command
Let the holocaust commence
Angel of the sulphur pit
Tread forth, from the gas cloud

We toil to fuel the fire
Such is our sacred fate
'Til black smoke rise at heavens gate

All that was burning again now must be
Nuclear Alchemy

Onward!
Tidal wave of alkahest
Disruptions holy force
Cloaked within the darkness of the world
Burst forth!
Cremators of the crucifix
With vitriol in heart

But first our flesh must burn
To flame our minds must turn
Until we stand erected
Perfected and prepared
Like spearheads of Satan's host

Attack!

All that was burning again now will be
Nuclear Alchemy
Transform! Aspire!
By the fire of will and the will of the fire
Nuclear Alchemy
Pyromaniac witchcraft
				

Watain

Violence! In holy brimstone plumed
Wild destruction sovereign
The beast sublime
A wolf upon the ridge at night
Hungry is the dark
From where extends the radiant blade

Held steadily at my throat
It has sharpened my voice
So that it one day may pierce
Whatever stands before me
Raised from affliction to the mighty halls
In veneration of the devilgod
Resonating as the heavens fall

Born of the power
That authors the vehemence of the cobras thrust
And willingness in the blind perdition of the storm
In cruelty so utterly precise

A leprous smile behind each prophets neck
The eternal curse
A black wound hissing
In the Christ flesh

So we make our offering
With voice and blade alike
From the flames of sacrifice
A sulphurous scent
From affliction to the mighty halls
To the kingdom of the devilgod
Where freedom is the only law

Of iron will is the anvil wrought
Anointed with the blood of tyrants
In sacred flame our vengeance forged

One single stab to penetrate the armor of our foes
As truth is told, their laws denied
Their heaven sent, damnation sanctified!
				

Watain

Out hard into the darkness our praise is sung,
on cloven hooves, in cloven tongues, from cloven hearts and from cloven heads;
from the dark past echo the chants...

(Unto the) saints of murder, gods of all, who turned their back towards the world.
In them, the shadows, we commit our deeds.
Nocturnal crimes while calm you sleep.
Secret is their legacy, their horrors violent.
Nameless as their graves, forever silent.

They never sleep. They never rest.

Dwellers in the realms infernal; Sleepless, evil ones.
Emanations of the night eternal. Sleepless evil demons of the old world

Far beneath the world of man, in halls lit by a light owing nothing to that of day.
There they dwell, they who weave the webs.
There it walks, that ought to crawl.

The haunted fields forever they must wander.
In twilight locked, forever to abide.
Until the doors shall open at the crossroads, into the other side...

Smell Vitriol, smell blackest bile.
They're drawing closer to the gate.
The Serpents are about to reconcile.
Worlds are to burn, yes, the hour is late...

Rise now from your realms infernal!
Sleepless, evil ones.
Emanate from night eternal!
Sleepless evil, Satanas, come forth!
				

Tribulation

Broken the bones lie scattered
Dimly the torch is lit
There's a snake coiling inside of you
There's a reek that you emit
Reachinh down through the layers of flesh
It grabs you by the throat
Falling down it's hard to breathe
Scornfully dancing on your grave

Would we see you if you came to us?
No never to see your face
Never to find a way back
Would we see you cum nimbus
If you came to us?
No never to see your face
Never to find a way back

Holy
Holy
Holy was the way
She was justified by all her children
But never here to stay
Saturn broods, Saturn knows
He is shown to us
But we mourn
We mourn the death of Sophia

Would we see you if you came to us?
No never to see your face
Never to find a way back

In a world of drought I've got nothing to say
Blindfolded and mute
Night is day
Sanctum
Sanctum
Sanctum
Travel through the maze, navigate well

Would we see you
Would we see you if you came to us?
If you came to us?
If you came, if you cum for us
Never to see your face
No never, never to find a way back
				

Tribulation

In the fullest splendor of the night, we groom
Crescendent fire reflects in her eyes
In a violent burst of power
To the most dreadful zones
I dance with a Goddess
While the earth shakes it grounds
 
Beautiful, severe
Graceful yet fierce
Lady Death, black Madonna
Release your reign of rage upon my soul
 
Devil, digesting
Her loved ones takes time
Destroying my mind, the child of the ancient nights
In the depths of your mystic darkness, I must die
 
Beautiful, severe
Graceful yet fierce
Lady Death, black Madonna
Release your reign of rage upon my soul
				

Tribulation : The Cure's song

It doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time
A story on the radio

Something small falls out of your mouth
And we laugh
A prayer for something better
A prayer
For something better

Please love me
Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow

Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away . . .

The pain
And the creeping feeling
A little black haired girl
Waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me
And turn me round
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days

Caressing an old man
And painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
All shadows and deliverance
Under a black flag
A hundred years of blood
Crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth
And my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
Thrashing in the water
Over and over
We die one after the other
Over and over
We die one after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other

It feels like a hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
One hundred years