Moonblood
			Rehearsal 11 - Worshippers of the Grim Sepulchral Moon (demo)

1. ...to Be Immortal

Wasted time and a senseless being is your life
ruled by the dictatorship of christianity
forced faith by their lies
and deeds of murder
started under the sign of the cross
burned on the pyres of god has been heretics,
witches and black wizards
the smell of their burning skin
survived the centuries
and revenge is all what you claim
long nights you was sitting
in the darkness of the nightforest
and the flames of the fire
was telling you its tales
curious you listened to it
and with every night
you've written in your life
only hateful emotions rule you
every nigh out there your soul
fused with the flames
and didn't recognize what happens
the lord of flames
spoke to you in your dreams
and your subconscious
was creating this only wish
fascinating was the idea of it
and you signed the pact
all what you lived for
was past forgotten
all you wanted
was to be immortal
and on the deathbed of
the holy pope you're stepping in
to ask him where he's now his god
and you're looking in the eyes of a dying man
with a begging look he's staring at you
and with contempt you spit into his face
to speak “Are you ready
to rise to your god's portal?”
and you ram the dagger deep into his heart
cause you are immortal


2. Don't Fear the Dark

Enter the gate of nocturnal shadows
and don't fear the cold moonlight
come to me into my empire of doom
and worship my gloomy privileges
don't fear my deadly breath
for you it means immortality
don't fear my repulsive appearance
coz beauty can be deceptive
join my legions, the infernal ones
take the weapons and fight
don't fear the blood
dripping off the clouds
dung for the flowers of evil
black dusk reigns permanent
and the freezing coldness means death
join all those immortal souls
get in the line of my dark adorers
feel the wrath
which slumbers in your mind
and become a god's abhorer
come with me
into the cathedral of flames
and don't fear the dark


3. Path to Thy Funeral Light

Cold mist embraces the night
the freezing shine
of the grey moon prevails
nocturnal harmony
whispering voices
told me of thy cult
and strengthened
through thy occult wisdom
weak ideologies was exterminated
from my mind
my only destiny is to serve
thy secret desires
no false prophet could reach
my level of knowledge
the supreme forces of thee
taught me the might
the dawn of confession wake up
every day for myself
and the left hand of power
always protects me
from messengers of the light
black is my color
black is my faith
the voices in the night
lead me on the path
to thy funeral light
1000 fires
with coldest flames guide me
beautiful witches take my hands
to take me on the wings
of the nightwind
I glide
guarded by protecting flames
accompanied by whispering voices
into the funeral light of thee


4. Path to Thy Funeral Light Part 2

Guarded by the flames of wisdom
I glide upon my devastating northstorm
among the blazing stars
the eyes of time
through the dreams of the weak mortal ones
blessed by thy claw of power
I spread my hate during the darkness' reign
and I let my malicious desires
rule the actions of the night's followers
creeping fog conquers the forest
devours the silhouettes of stones and graves
created by thy infernal breath
poisoned by thy might
It's misty claws grip for more
nearer to the mortal's places
the evil spirits are dancing tonight
they're hailing me
their arms raised
their lips are calling my name
nocturnal worshippers of the great beast
the spirits of the winds
raise me higher and higher
the ravens accompany us
to show me the path to thy royal throne
the sky high enlighted
the horns of the goatlord
in front of the moons funeral shine
I stand before thy throne of fire
ready to receive thy unholy sacraments
thy royal hoof's beast
sound through the silent halls of the forest
and I'm looking deep into
the flames in your eyes
hypnotized by the spell of thee
I'm falling into the soft arms
of the creeping fog
that the pale moonlight
may cover my dying shape
and my soul
may burn in hell forevermore


5. Entering the New Kingdom

Master
I always knew
the ultimate time
the time of death
sear my screams
touch m wounds
feel my dying breath

Master
I invoke thy greater powers
I invoke they hidden knowledge
convince my prayers

I hear the voices of the servants
riders of hell
axes and burning blades
lead me to the world below
in the lands of undying beauties
the path to the unholy throne of yours

Master
I invoke thy greater powers
I invoke they hidden knowledge
convince my prayers

Grant me strength
to serve your goals
let my call pervete the pure
let my mind rape their faith
let our fires devastate
those earthly symbols
I, soldier of darkened forces
I, weapon of Satan


6. Procreated Through the Sperm of Astaroth

Enter the enchanted forest
During your journey every night
A freezing wind accompanies you
Let the veil of night spirits cover you
Let them protect you
You, who is creature between man and animal,
Procreated through the sperm of Astaroth
In a night which people call unholy
In a night of the demonic spirits
Day for day you saw that illusions
And it was horrifying, cause you couldn't explain it
Today such a night opens its arms to embrace you
And you know your destiny and the reason of your existence
Your birth was cursed by holy mouths
And your existence is blasphemy in the eyes of Jehovah
But the dark necromancers enjoy your occult magic flair
Your body and your mind were prepared for this night
Under the right constellation of the planets
You will await thy supreme overlord
So step on, nearer to the light of the flames inside the shadow
Five grandmasters of witchery will await you
Inside the magic Pentagram you must wait
On every edge they stand and greedy eyes observe you
Blood runs from their arms to the middle
And flames blazing high by the touch
Your mouth is calling magically the words of his arrival
And during the planets building a line
And the flames burning the blood of witchery
Thy lord rises up under a bearing thunder sky
His eyes are red blazing flames
The hoofs step on the earthly soil
And his breath burns all
He's coming to you to perform the demonic wedding
Your father will be the father of your spawn
The necromancers died, cause all blood run away
During the planets building its occult constellation
The enemy has been procreated, called the Antichrist
Astaroth left this universe, back to his abyss
And inside your body the archenemy will grow
There are only a few years under the reign of the light's race
When his eyes see the light, the Christ will fall...


7. The Templation of the Night Empress

Red glowing eyes starring through the trees
And misty air fills out the place
A black silky veil covers a mortal body
Shivering to watch coz something wicked surrounds it
Frozen shadows embracing that unholy beauty
Shadows without faces, haunting black energy
Arisen from flames is the empress of the night
Her cold breath of death spreads fear
But the temptation to watch that creepy loveliness
Is defeating all that mortal fear
Paralyzed inside the dismal forest's centre
Discerning the stench of moldy flesh
The horned queen of death is opening her arms
To cast her evil spell on me
Marking my skin with her fiery icon
Graving the sign of nemesis onto my head
Deliver me from the folly of false wisdom
Deliver me from that christian plague
Set me free to see the only truth
Deliver me, set free my hidden belief, be my breath
Rising pain makes my flesh quivering in ecstatic pose
A captive to her voracity, slave to her will
Forever bound to the goddess of the goats
Who's speaking with the voice of epiphany
Teach me the wisdom of darkness
To hallow the night's empress
Until the dawn of decay of Christ


8. Then Came the Silence

The enemy has failed
And the sun was swallowed by a total eclipse
Their iron weapons still forgotten on the battleground
Our forces were too strong and our war cry frightening
We killed their best warriors during the first attack
Lightning and thunder were on our side
And the rain forced them to defense
We did summon the winds
And the storm they've created
Took the defenders high into the air
Dead bodies came bleeding back on the soil
Conspired of the forces of maliciousness
Our greedy blades and thirsty axes
Did wait for the sign to attack
The horses stamped evil with their hoofs
Fire streamed out of their nostrils
Fire was their diabolical breath
The monks of the dark brotherhood did summon the forbidden forces
Our enemies fought proud, but they couldn't win
Our dark brotherhood was chosen to beat
The Christian bastards
The last final battle was the decision who will rule the eternity
We did run against the enemies' defense lines
And lightning and thunder fought on our side
Powerful we've beaten on the defending Christians
Warrior and warrior did fall in our rush of blood
The burning arrows set their camp on fire
And the ground was wet from blood
Then came our horsemen
Upon black horses, who spit fire
They killed the last remaining fighter
Slaughtered Christians, dead like their lord
And we watched our work, a picture of horror
... Then came silence...


9. Cathedral of Restless Souls

Ivory towers tower up into the nightsky
their white milky shine lights up the nocturnal gloom
once a house of holy desires
but the coldness inside human hearts
did kill all kinds of warmth and pity
and coz of all envy and distrust
the crucifix did turn upon god's altar
the eyes of god did turn away from the once so holy house
all the years it was forgotten
and veils of mist did wrap it up
but one night new life conquered it
a voice that's calling tender words sounded every night
graveless souls
forced to roam endlessly through the darkness
followed that magic voice
through deepest forests, through grey fields they came
to listen that melancholic voice
to listen its message and meet other restless ones
from all directions they arrived
from the east, from the south, from the north and from the west
an endless stream of sad souls arrived night by night
during rain and wind, lightning and thunder
they listened to the magic lores
sorrowful they are, unable to die
an infinite life awaits them, longing for the only wish
to die, to find eternal sleep
that voice is telling constantly its ancient lores
and all the spirits are dancing permanently under the cold moon
they've found each other to remain eternally
gathered in the cathedral of restless souls


10. Nocturnal Shades in the Moonlight

A moonless sky, only darkness is here
the night is dark and coldness
clouds of blackness cover the sky
and clouds of hate your soul
we are the lords of the nocturnal shades
imprisoned in a christian cage
and when we are free
from our troublesome chains
can everyone feel our burning rage

Free of the chains and free of the pain
finally we are delivered
free is our soul and free our will
now the hate has gathered

We are wandering
through the black cold night
with us are all hopes
and if we will die we won't know mercy
we will kill all popes

Now the moon is out of it's prison
and welcomes us with it's light
and we are dancing
under our cold brother
like nocturnal shades
in the moonlight


11. A Shadow Is Born in Hell

A sombre shadow
is falling on my skin
a shadow born in hell
and its crawling to my heart
which is beating like a bell
and with this shadow
a strange power returns
terrorizing my mind
and slowly I transform
into another being
become a hate of mankind
And like I am I'm roaming
through the night
in shadowlight I can exist
through the nocturnal moonlight
I wander
through the nocturnal mist
a proud feeling rises up inside of me
the weakness is overthrown
thunder and lightning
torture the night
and to the moon I bow
Deep in the forest
I see other creatures
with a burning in their eyes
we meet us at this
place of damnation
raise our swords into the nocturnal sky
we are the masters of life and death
feeling the ancient pride
We are coming to march across the land
marching to the infernal side
Blackeyed shadow born in hell
be the lord of my thoughts
blackeyed shadow out of hell
be proud of your hordes


12. Worshippers of the Grim Sepulchral Moon

Gathered underneath the glittering stars
Under the grim ruler of the nightrealm
Horrible and powerful screams
Of the nighthordes
Praising the fiery majesty
Storms of fire are torturing
The nocturnal horizon
With flames being heralds of a decadent hierarchy
The burning desire
To shine brighter than God's fallen stars on the sky
A superior race upraising
To oppress all slaves of the light
Graveless souls, dwelling under a sepulchral moon
Heretic minds living free of the lie
And by the goatlord's arrival
Golden dust is falling from the divided sky

Endlessly, eternally, immortal
Worshippers of the grim sepulchral moon
Knowing secrets never unfold
Keeping words never told
Holding the scepters of thunder in almighty claws
Until the surrender of the light

A ruthless prayer to the grim moon
An answer suffocating in global silence
A helpless yell to the lord of the night
But just quietude that strangles mortal hearts
United by hatred, an almighty force
Neverending is the stream of the graveless rotten souls
While God is weeping by that heroic picture
Unable to poison their will any longer