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Conceived by Shades,
Sons of Blades and blood
Haunting the sons of Man
Feeding upon their fears
Unleashing the wolf
Within my, Within my
My soul
Few are us, chosen to roam,
Burdening thy ancient mark of night
Ulfhednar
Ulfhednar
Thy dark is eternal
Thy hunger is our bliss
Behold thy forebears of night
Never known to die,
Thy howling’s lingers,
Tide by thy fierce moon above
For us
Ancient ones
I honored thee
With blood thy shall be
Thy Conquerors ov time
We shift between phase,
Make prey what it must to be hunt,
For our paths to remain,
Alive…
What deeds are left in loam
Remains eternal, drawn in blood
We’re Beyond your god
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Silent winters rise within,
Blue fire falling from a grey skies
Thy light fade away
It dies upon our hordes of unholiness
See our hordes marching violent breaths
Spite without mercy we sought darkness wrath
Heard thy thunders from thee,
Desires to end all in demise
Beneath the flames we brood,,
Thus linger for thy final reckoning,
Stained with the embrace of night
An age of endless winter awaits,
Entwined with shadows, No wretched light to burn our sight,
No greatness lies to tied our tongues to spite,
Chaos upon thy monarchs of religions
Within our unblended summon souls,
The world will burn to ashes!,
And so we rise from the ancients,
Embraced by the elders, to sought
This corrupted reign with blood streams,
As innocence succumbs upon their bleeding knees,
Thy brought end foretold….
Silent winters raise within
Blue fire falls from a grey skies
Thy light fade away
It dies upon our hordes of unholyness
Chorus
And tainted we’ve being, to fear not thy light,
Bringers of the night, Warriors of shadows heirs
Legions of the night breed
Legions of the night breed,
Legions of the night breed
Fallen ones
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Brand Sfaren
I, Thy reptile of time and space,
Thy unstoppable force ov reigns
I’m Thy Ragnarok upon your souls
Tide your tongues you infidels
Thy shadows and dead’s behold aside your words
I’m the Unstoppable forces of reigns
That will make you brood in writhe
All shall burn,
The infidels, the wings, the cross
Senseless, unknowable words,
Deeds to pay in the torment of flames,
A Curse in praiseful supremacy,
Unwise Souls appealed by Loki’s wrath.
Welcome to Hel
Thy Brand Sfaren,
Awaits for you souls
Thy Jontur
Cling by you souls
From thy thrones we watch,
Thy curse breathing near them….
Feeble blunder child’s…
“I curse you to the abode of Hel”
You’ve crossed thy threshold of brimstone now,
Self-sacrificed….
Crave, these spells of dark
Entwined to Éljúðnir
The Draugar clinging on your souls,
Devouring it to cinders…..
As Above So below
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05 - Ragnarok
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The Seas Divide
The sun Devour
The moon Consume by Skool
Feel The Wrath Of the nine worlds
Chorus
Vask in the Ragnarok Embrace
Glance at the Christian pillars Collide
The Reckoning of thy Elder
Arrived to claim thy thrones of infinity with blood
Behold the wretched Midgard inflames
While The Christian slaves
Hear thy Final Hymn
Of their Doom, of thy oblivion in torment
To endure in suffering, a scarafice to the gods
Thy twilight was foretold, Yimir and eisirs shape thy life,
Thus blinded ignorance ruled in Midgards prone with a Stolen God
Weacks, scarecrows of dread,
Before thy mighty twilight began,
Gods and foes shall charge as wolves
Cleanse Midgard with unmerciful rivers of red,
To purge thy infidels away from thy sons of thy Norse
Hails to thy Norse
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Burst from thy veil, of thy blemished voice,
Thy truth is one to fulfilled this damned mankind,
That stained cross carrying thy lies, sins, and greed that make man vessels,
OF thy never-ending war upon thy usurpers, bringers of war …
Thy symbols of eight prevail in my voice
No greediness is exchange here, but man’s injudicious hunger, that make them closer to thy other side of thy gates, mighty gates,
Mighty, Muspelhein
Just to control and wrap their misdeeds with double-dealer chants,
Thour fortress of stones, Cannot hide thy filters of greed
Arcane, neither man nor your blister wisdom can succeed their thruth,
Thour fortress of dusk and stones, Cannot hide thy filters of greed
Arcane, neither man nor your blister wisdom can succeed their thruth,
Lilith, Sinful eden, Gardens Samael. Sacred Prostitution,
All in one, ,
Truths you year for your lost of supremacy,
Truths you fear for your lost of control
Just to control and wrap their misdeeds with double-dealer chants,
All your fucking lies
Chorus
Puritanical Imprecation
You’ll Burn in hell,,,,,
Thus you will…. burn
Feel these words as daggers across,
Within thour hollow insight, insights
Ave Sathanas
Ave Sathanas
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