bathory - 109
Augsburg eagle 109
Mottled battle dress
Lifting-off climbing up high
Der scwarm lined up abreast
Cutting through the ice cold air
On wings burdened with fuel and led
I'll fly and fight my rest will come
At wars end or when I am dead
The word Frei Jagd is given
Arm your guns and set the trim
Watch out for the escort
Now let the hunt begin
Where eagles fly eternal sky
The battlefield up high
Twist and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
White contrails across the sky
Target sighted 2'o clock high
Steadily on giant wings in a box formation
Now the killing begins
I comence a run-in from astern
Six barrel's of mind sound
Trailing smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning nose down first towards the ground
Out of ammunition
Low on fuel I break away
To whell down refuel and rearm
To intercept their second wave
Hanging by your prop I climb
Again in the sky
Way above those blooded fields
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
bathory - 13 candles
[Whispers something]
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
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......
So light the 13 Candles
[Repeat chorus]
So light the 13 Candles
bathory - 33 something
Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged.
Still pain is all you feel.
A piece of meat that hardly breathes.
Still much a human being.
Forcing his way into your ass.
John Wayne Gacy is near.
Flesh will rip and bloody will flow.
This death comes in your rear.
One of 33 something.
All who were raped and bled.
The last thing you will ever hear
before your fucking dead is...
Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.
With every breath inhale the stench
of lubrication shit and sweat.
The smell of love the smell of human
blood and excrement.
Once you've played with Mr. Gacy,
there's no way out. No release.
In the attic is all hell, then in the
basement you'll find peace.
One of 33 something.
All who were raped and bled.
The last thing you will ever hear
before your fucking dead is...
Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.
Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my shit. Suck my dick.
Writhe in pain and die insane.
bathory - a black moon broods over leumria
Dark baleful shades astride the mystic heath,
Old land's enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam,
The moon slips 'neath the darkening sea,
The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream...
As a black moon broods over Lemuria,
Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels,
Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods,
Ophidian eyes glimmer through the icy whispering moon-mist...
Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To the ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.
By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,
The forst-shrouded trees whisper of silent paths,
Brooding shades rise forth from the night-dark sea,
A black tide of fiends erupts from the ebon gate.
Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.
Winter moonlight gleams through crooked boughs,
The icy caress of night entwines the eon-veiled Obsidian Tower,
The whisperings of ancient tongues are borne upon the winds,
Dark time-lost spells hold the key to the frost veiled Gate of the Black Moon...
And in the dark ethereal mists of winter dreams,
The ebon waters of enlightment gleam 'neath the black moon,
And the Valley of the Silent Paths beckons...
Slumbering upon the throne of moon-caressed ice,
I have supped deep the draught of white vapours,
Shimmering upon the gleaming garlanded marble,
A single strand of glimmering gossamer...
Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs,
I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night.
In brooding and sombre visions I hear cries,
Enthralling cries 'neath the frost moon rising
I hear the slithering of forces that seethe serpentine in black guffs,
In the dark and silent places...
The whisperer in crystal speaks in dreams,
Of silken shadows, and the softest breath of dark enchantment.
Of ancient cyclopean temples, raising jewelled spires to the stars.
The is witchcraft in the moon,
And brooding silence reigns over the woods.
My storm-forged sword (stained with the blood of a thousand slain foes),
Ensorcelled by eon-veiled incantations.
Dark wizzards' spells entwine me in ravening shackles,
And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent's tooth...
I fall into the rapturous embrace of sloe-eyed witches,
The moon gleaming upon their ivory bosoms,
And descend into the still, icy waters of the lakes.
Beyond the veil of North-Winds, I await the emissaries of the tyrant,
The wind whispering across the everlasting snows...
My slumber is as light as a wolf's.
Serpents coil entempled ramparts
Of sunken jewelled cities,
Wolves of winter's moon are roaming
The temples of the heather gods.
Great worm whose tail rests in its mouth,
The circle-without-end burns bright,
Brood o'er the far night's distant vale,
And shifting heather hills wandering light.
Like snow that falls on the sea,
Like smoke that rides upon the breeze,
Like hoarfrost that melts before the sun,
Now silence broods over Lemuria...
Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
The shades of pallid night descend,
To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.
"R'acan Ahalgana chamiabac ahalmez ahatocob tocapa chiamiaholom ahchami."
As a black moon broods over Lemuria.
bathory - a fine day to die
Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the sound
Of the cold northern breeze
Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake
Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night
Along the black mountainside scattered
By the campfires awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men in battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow axe and the sword
By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the suns first warm rays
The elder among the men looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die
Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
Now a forest of spears appears on the hill
And steel shines bright in the suns first rays
Die
Die
Die
Die
bathory - all in all i know
When i asked myself the other day i came to realise i'm not ok
I've burned my fingers bad before i've seen myself through worse i'm sure
But just the same i'm really not ok
Oh how i wish that i could sleep
I try but won't just sink that deep
My fingers won't stop aching so tired yet awaken
Or should i let it all loose and just weep
I've been pacing up and down my floors i have lost all sense of time
I sometimes halt and ask myself if i'm about to loose my mind
All in all i know
From when i get up way past lunch time i keep on asking myself
If when the night falls hard on all i'm up to pace around again
All in all i know
bathory - an inch above the ground
We just never seem to keep a single promise that we make
We just never seem to mean a single word of what we say
I just can not believe in the very well accepted need to
Piss about your territory and then set off looking for that
Somewhere someplace we've never seen
Where the grass is always much more green
I've found that place you're looking for
I need no keys there are no doors
No signs will help you find the way
No use to call me I should say
I swear I hear not a single sound
I float an inch above the ground
We just never seem to stay for long enough to learn a thing
We run head long between the raindrops
And like the rats we jump the ship that sinks
Why does it always had to be someone something else in the way
Why do somebody always seem to be always on their way
Somewhere someplace...
I turn away from what I see I've found so much more inside me
I know what I don't want to be and that's the way it's gonna be
I swear...
I close my eyes I see not a thing
bathory - apocalypse
Now that the virgin bitch
breastfeads death
and the winds smell strong
of the dragons breath
And all the stars fall down
like fuckin' rain of fire
there will be souls for sale
but only one damned buyer
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?
Drugs and pills
there's no oil in Vucovar
when a one night stand kill's
no matter who you are
When the Earth cries loud
but not a damn thing is heard
and a pussy is an asset
in this fuckin' world
When the blood runs down
mother Nature's thighs
and the TV-preacher is caught
while jerking off before Christ
And an audience pay's
just to fuckin' gloat
how the bitch is cut wide open
from her cunt to her throat
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?
bathory - armageddon
I swear the oath of blood
and tear the virgin's flesh
I gash the wounds of heaven
and rides the wings of death
Tonight the cauldrons are filled
with brewage madeEof hate
Tonight we blasphemy
possessed we desecrate
Tonight we raise our cups
and toast in an angels blood
Salute hell's victory
despise the words of God
Armageddon
Eternal battlefields
no prisoners we take
We rape your sacred souls
behind the seven gates
Tonight you all will hear
the angels cry of pain
and in the sky you will see
the all eternal flame
On earth you mortal fools
obey the christian ways
but there is no mighty God
to hear your final prayers
Armageddon
Forks of lightning strikes in the sky
the sound of thunder rolls
Satan, chimes the bell of death
and beckon all your souls
Heaven's angels realizes
there is no place they can hide
Tonight the furnace gates of hell
stands open wide
Black witch of beauty
hovers around and cast her spells
Tonight a virgin's womb
shall breed a son of hell
Armageddon
(Armageddon)
bathory - baptised in fire and ice
(Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
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 Baptised in Fire and Ice
Baptised in Fire and Ice 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 Baptised in Fire and Ice
Baptised in Fire 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 Baptised in Fire and Ice
Baptised in Fire 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
bathory - bestial lust
She is open wide She isn't hard to please
She drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees
She floats and insists I am hot and can't resist
She suck me to the core I (now) can't take no more
That Bitch
She turns me to a beast
BESTIAL LUST
(C'mon) Bitch
Each tendon muscle rippling She drink my sove with greed
She fuck my helpless body and she just raise the speed
She let her wet tongue roll I gasp and can't control
She is hot and drives me wild and still she is open wide
Just when this torture seems to end
She is there to drain my sove again
(Come on ride, to ride on me bitch)
BESTIAL LUST
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
bathory - blood and iron
O, so it is written son
When all waters and land you see
All around came to birth
Man and beast was one
And the gods of the sky
Walked the face of the earth
Few free and innocent
Man strolled paths next to those
Of beasts seeing no signs
But stars in the sky
Knowing of day and night
Of rain and winds, hunger and fright
But not of death nor of life
While all was at ease with all
Living creatures and beast and the gods of the sky enjoyed the lavish
riches of this world, giants rose out of their caves and took to the
skies challenging the gods for the power of the universe.
Only when the great halls of Valhalla stood aflame lighting up the
worlds all around did the gods wake up from their drunken sleep, to
speed through the heavens and clash with the giants in the greatest
battle ever seen.
Heads arms and legs of both giant and god fell down upon the earth
and... The weapons... The swords of shining metal... And those who
found them and took these shining blades in hand were only men, now
man was the master of this world.
The story tells of stormy skies [sings: raging winds]
Black clouds gathered up high
And of lightning striking from a
Burning bloodred sky
The mountains crumbled to the seas
Earth shook the worlds collide
Ending the age of gods
Giving birth to our time
And man lived and learned
The secret of steel
Ore of earth - fire of sky
Forged is blade of gods
Blood and iron Blood and iron
Blood and iron Blood and iron
Blood and iron Blood and iron
Blood and iron Blood and iron
So the age to learn and to teach
for man begins, the power to know
the blood and iron discipline, and
tell the story of how man was granted
these shining blades of steel
Knowing of the past she will know
of the tomorrow and man shall reign, yes,
even conquer other worlds and she will set
sails on her starships sailing across the
black space and become the new gods of the skies.
(The skies... the skies... the skies... the skies... the skies...
the skies... the skies...)
Blood and iron.
bathory - blood and soil
The altar covered
in lifegiving cum
the smell of
forever running wet cunts
Flesh and sweat
dancing bare limbs around the fire
the sound of clashing
wet bodies and sighs
Dry throats and warm blood
the rite, the collecting of sperm
and milk from young breasts
Lust instead of Gods
on the altar of masturbating
fuckin' human flesh
Wet limbs lie down
to dry in the wind
sumbols painted with blood
on bare skin
Earth now nourished
with milk and with cum
celebration of nature
is done
Come sun and gentle rain
our gift is made
so that the soil can give birth
The sead and milk remains
in the domains of the deep womb
of mother Earth
bathory - blood fire death
Deaths star on horizon
Lightning and rain
Black winds and thunder
The skyline is in flames
Written in the red mist
The sign of the one
Who rides deaths cold wind
And walks disguised among
All you vagrant souls
Of profane disbeliefs
False prophets and deceivers
Shall swing from the trees
Soon the dawn shall arise
For all the opressed to arm
A chariot of thunder shall be seen
And bronze horns shall sound the alarm
Fists will raise like hammers
To a cloudy black sky
Bonds and chains fall to the ground
Children of all slaves
Stand united and proud
All people of bondage shall triumph
And live by the sign of...
Blood Fire Death
The moment is chosen
The Battlefield is bare
Take now thy stand people
The true ones don't fear
Now choose your weapons
And fall in the line
Choose well your colours
And follow the sign
Blood for all tears shed
And Fire for hate
Death for what shall become
All false ones fate
The standard bearer is chosen
And the day has just begun
Shadows growing long by the rising
Of the awakening sun
Fists raise like hammers
To a clear sunny sky
Bonds and chains fallen to the ground
Children of all slaves
Now united and proud
All people of bondage now triumph
And live by the sign of...
Blood Fire Death
Children of all slaves
Unite be proud
Rise out of darkness and pain
A chariot of thunder and gold
Will come loud
And a warrior of thunder and rain
With hair as white as snow
Hammer of steel
To set you free of your chains
And to lead you all
Where horses run free
And the souls of the ancient ones reign
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