Necromantia
Cults of the Shadow
The Vampire Lord Speaks...
I am the one who is of the night
I am the one whose breed is of the Dragon
I am the one whose song is of the wolf
I am the one whose life is of your Blood
I am the one who is whorshipped for thousands of years
I am the one you shall serve FOREVER !
The Warlock
Hundreds of years have passed
(since) I've been baptised in blood
I've lived in twilight times
And survived the frozen nights
When the earth was new
And nature was pure
When the gods were strong
And Nanna was bright and full
My eyes have grown old, and my hairs are now white
But my wisdom is boundless and my soul is black
NECRONOMICON, SOFOMON'S KEY, EIBON'S BOOK and
DE VERMIS MYSTERIES (Forbidden books, unholy thoughts)
I've talked to the dead
And the creatures of the Night
On magical dates
When the thesis of the planets was right
We gather in the woods
For the great Sabbath
Witches chant, blaphemous spells of wrath
Demons and werewolves, dance by the fires of sin
The woods echo with the virgin's scream
I make love with Babylon's whore
As Satan watches pleased from his throne of gore
I'm the priest of the great Tiamat
And my sins are countless, crimes of lust
The true shape of the Dragon was revealed to me
She granted my soul with immortality
Voice of weakness tells me, "you were wrong"
A King of darkness, facing his dawn
Eternal damnation, threatens my soul
As death drawing near on my powers I call
Time has decayed my body
But my will remains the same
So I'll scream the ultimate spell
And power flows again in my empty shell
Death to all that deceived me
Eternal hate to all that tricked me
Fear and pain to all that hurt me
May they suffer in the flames of Damnation forever
( The gathering )
( The ritual )
( The coming )
Last Song for Valdezie
(instrumental)
Unchaining the Wolf (At War...)
The message is spread around
A new breed of warriors emerged
The fires of war shall burn
The howling of Fenriz will be heard
With blades forged in hatred
And souls baptised in Hell
Bearing the rune of power
Unchaining the wolf
We live the days of Ragnarok
Apocalyptic warfare
We drink the tears of Innocence
And spit your gods of mercy
Like humble dogs you'll lick our feet
Like raging wolves we'll hurt you
By the law of the Talon
We'll reclaim our jewel throne
The time has come, to claim our ground
The fallen one, is standing proud
Spirits of mayhem, sons of wrath
We praise thy name, strengthen our hearts
Les Litanies De Satan
NOTE> The lyrics of "Les Litanies De Satan" are not inclu-
ded
NOTE> in the CD-booklet. "Les litanies de Satan" was ori-
ginally
NOTE> written by Charles Baudelair (1821-1867).
Les Litanies de Satan The
Litanies of Satan
by Charles Baudelaire) (translated by
Joanna Richardson)
O toi, le plus savant et le plus beau des Anges, O thou,
of Angels loveliest, most wise,
Dieu trahi par le sort et prive de louanges, O God
betrayed by fate, deprived of praise,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
O Prince de l'exil, a qui l'on a fait tort, O Prince
of exile, who was dispossessed,
Et qui, vaincu, toujours te redresses plus fort, Who
ever rises stronger when oppressed,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui sais tout, grand roi des choses souterraines, O thou
who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
Guerisseur familier des angoisses humaines, Known
healer of mankind's afflictions,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui, meme aux lepreux, aux parias maudits, Thou
who the lepers and pariahs doomed
Enseignes par l'amour le gout du Paradis, Show out
of love the Paradise to come,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
O toi qui de la Mort, ta vieille et forte amante, Thou
who in Death, your mistress old and strong,
Engendras l'Esperance, - une folle charmante!
Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui fais au proscrit ce regard calme et haut Thou
who dost give the outlaw the proud glance
Qui damne tout un peuple autour d'un echafaud, Which
damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui sais en quels coins des terres envieuses Thou
who dost know where greedy earth enfolds
Le Dieu jaloux cacha les pierres precieuses, The preci-
ous stones a jealous God concealed,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi dont l'oeil clair connait les profonds arsenaux Thou
whose clear eye knows the deep sepulchres
Ou dort enseveli le peuple des metaux, Where
multitudes of metals lie interred,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi dont la large main cache les precipices Thou whose
great hand conceals the precipice
Au somnambule errant au bord des edifices, From the
somnambulist whom roofs entice,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui, magiquement, assouplis les vieux os Thou who
by magic softens the old bones
De l'ivrogne attarde foule par les chevaux, Ofloite-
ring drinks by horses trampled down,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui, pour consoler l'homme frele qui souffre, Thou
who, consoling frail mankind in pain,
Nous appris a meler le salpetre et le soufre,
Taught us to make our guns and gun-cotton,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui poses ta marque, o complice subtil, Thou who
didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Sur le front du Cresus impitoyable et vil, Upon the
heart of Croesus harsh and vile,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Toi qui mets dans les yeux et dans le coeur des filles Thou
who put into women's hearts and eyes
Le culte de la plaie et l'amour des guenilles, The
cult of wounds, the love of poverty,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Baton des exiles, lampe des inventeurs, Staff of
the exile and discoverer,
Confesseur des pendus et des conspirateurs, Confessor
of condemned conspirator,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Pere adoptif de ceux qu'en sa noire colere Father to
those whom in his sombre wrath
Du paradis terrestre a chasses Dieu le Pere, God drove
from his Paradise on earth,
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan,
have mercy on my long distress!
Priere Pray-
er
Gloire et louange a toi, Satan, dans les hauteurs To
thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
Du Ciel, ou tu regnas, et dans les profondeurs In
Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
De l'Enfer, ou, vaincu, tu reves en silence! Of Hell,
where now, thou dreamest silently!
Fais que mon ame un jour, sous l'Arbre de Science, Grant
that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Pres de toi se repose, a l'heure ou sur ton front Of
Knowledge, may rest near thee, when o'erhead,
Comme un Temple nouveau ses rameaux s'epandront! Like a
new Temple, its wide branches spread!
Les Litanies De Satan
NOTE> These are the actual lyrics to the song "Les Litanies
De Satan".
NOTE> The lines between brackets are only whispered, not
spoken or sung
NOTE> outloud.
O thou, of Angels loveliest, most wise,
O God betrayed by fate, deprived of praise,
(O Prince of exile, who was dispossessed,
Who ever rises stronger when oppressed,)
O thou who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
Known healer of mankind's afflictions,
(Thou who the lepers and pariahs doomed)
Show out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,)
Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!
(Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance)
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,
Thou whose clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where multitudes of metals lie interred,)
Thou who by magic softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses trampled down,)
Thou who, consoling frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to make our guns and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put into women's) hearts and eyes
The cult of wounds, the love of poverty,
Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his Paradise on earth,
Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)
To thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest near thee
Show out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,
Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!)
Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,
To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan
Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his Paradise on earth,
Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)
To thee, o Satan
Thou who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Upon the heart of Croesus harsh and vile,
Staff of the exile and discoverer,
Confessor of condemned conspirator,
Thou who dost know where greedy earth enfolds
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
To thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest near thee,
Like a new Temple, its wide branches spread!
Lord of the Abyss
Dwelling in the infernal domains
Riding the winds of pain
King of the realms of doom
Hiding your wisdom from fool
Wandering in parallel worlds
Revealing your secrets to (the) bold
Time and space are all one
Supreme ruler, deathless one
Sitting on your throne of horrors
Bearer of the darkest light
Feeling compassion for our sorrow
Endless, greatest is your might
Sing the psalms of the abyss
As five angels perish in the sixth
Scream the end of the god of death
With the angels of the path of the left
Reveal to us the ancient
Of dark evolution we're looking for
Inspirer of a new generation
Symbol of alienation
Prince of darkness I call thee
Bestow thy power unto me
Give me all of which I speak
Make me immortal, set me free
Honour to the Lord of the Abyss without
Whose laughter this world should not be
Honour to the Lord of the Abyss without
Whose sign we ourselves should not be
Lord of the Abyss I cry out thy name
Lord of the Abyss give me thy strength
Lord of the Abyss enlighten me
Oh Satan, incarnate through me
Tribes of the Moon
A tempting blaze
That tears body and soul apart
Spellbound daughters
Devouring the hearts of men
Communion through the ancient circles
Deep in the forest of eternity
The hideous darkness
Centre of the vacant soul of death
Images on images
The universe of Hades
A lethal chant of horror
Whisper of the 9 winds
Lords of nightmares
Cross the blackened skies
As slowly rising
The moon of the undead
Angels' tears upon your tombs
What is dead it cannot die
Masks made of funeral mist
Hiding a frozen laughter
A calling from the undead gods
The breed of the Vampire
Of blood and fire, hate and doom
We shall be reborn
Devilskin
Draped in silken skin and torment
Hellbound and riding ghosts in flames
I'll usurp the moon and kill the sun
I'll sink the world into a dream of pain
I'll weave an invocation
To insanity and rebirth
Fiery lightning hold my hand
Show me your face in black waters
My worst, declared enemies
Are my most devoted slaves
They inspire me a wolf idolatry
I'll burn them in my witch-pyre
Tonight I'll drown the face of mankind
Into the dark blood of it's own heart
Even the shadows reflect my rage
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
And blood will paint my canvass
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
The beast is loose within me
DEVILSKIN, SATANSKIN!
Black Mirror
The mirror is the psychic gate
To reach and touch the Dragon
The serpent of the inner plain
The highest of all adepts
A thousand eyes gazing upon
The candlelight of my soul
Undead's thirteen waxing moons
That shed their light on Death's own skull
Through my black mirror I change the self
Through my black mirror I change the world
The black halo reappears
As the fearsome hellfire trident
Both weapon and sacred symbol
Of my bloodline manifests
Tonguing out my hungry soul
With violent telepathy
Connecting all my spiritforms
With the fiery Barracks of Abyss
I work my magic through the dreams
I twist and bind their will
Like crafty mist I infiltrate
To shape and change their futures
The father of lies
Speaks the truth
I am the father of lies
Pretender to the Throne (Opus I: The Usurper's Spawn)
Godless descendant of my blood
Impudent son of Erihtho
You dare to provoke my power
So come and feel my ruthless wrath
On a night of a fiery moon
Your witchborn mother summoned me
Whispering my dreadful names
Raising the southern winds
I rode to her on griffon's wings
Piercing the darkness of her dreams
She begged the dark to be my bride
To bear my son, the demigod
So I gave her the joys of hell
A night of dark and bleeding lust
My heathen sperm, my burning seed
To raise the mortals' demon-king
I gifted you the mortal world
To rule the lands and do as you please
And now you impious earth worm
You dare to claim your father's throne?
I am the Dragon, supreme king
I am the dark that gave you birth
I am the blood and I am the life
Death riders my chariots of sin
But if a war is what you want
Then in my Name so it will be
When Cerberus will howl at Hades
I'll come my son your soul to take
The Arcane Light of Hecate
Oh ancient one, thy the knowledge of death
Rise from thy tomb
And reveal thy wisdom, the secrets of life
To the daughters of the endless night
Born in my womb
Oh powerful queen, thy the knowledge of fear
Dangerous when crossed, the art of sorcery
The bringers of joy and misery
Thy children never tell thy mystery
Oh mother of shadows, thy the knowledge of sorrow
Join the dance in the garden of Dionysus delight
Joy of life (ecstasy of lust)
We embrace thy shining light tonight
Scarlet Witching Dreams
Turn from the light and live for eternity
A mesmerizing whisper
I once heard in a dream
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Sending my soul to sleep
I dreamed a purple night sky
Which I crossed on black wings
I met the Queen of Darkness
Destined to be my bride
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Sending my soul to weep
I once dreamed of a tower
Of black ebony stone
Surrounded by three rivers
Flegethon, Acheron and Styx
And blood painted my dreams scarlet
Drowning my soul in grief
I dreamed of frozen caverns
Bathed in pale moonlight
Unearthly bat-like figures
Were resting in the vault
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Marking my soul to deep
I once dreamed of a grey wolf
Which came and licked my hands
I gazed into the beast's eyes
And saw that I must hunt
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Upsetting my soul from sleep
And now I dream of myself
Transformed and born again
Free from the earthen death tides
Entering dreams of others
And blood paints my dreams scarlet
Sending my soul to feed
The Serpent and the Pentagram
Spiritual bonds and scared oaths
Malevolent spells carved on pagan flesh
Paranormal symbolism of chaos
And the serpent crawling in dark paths
In the mirrored chateau of the Worm
Daimonia dance in pentagrams
And a Sumerian wizard's chanting
Mental spellbinding rhapsodies
The serpent is now fire
And the pentagram is one
Visions stream from ruined temples
Where shapeshifting witches fornicate
Poisoned by the ruby elixir
Made by the dreams of burning infants
Like profane whispers to the moon
Are the secret ways the Ravens pray
A carmine litany in reverse
For the spirits of the Unpure
Typhona, Leviathan, Jormungand, Tiamat
Bless me with your venom
And touch me with your soul
Pretender to the Throne (Opus II: Battle at the Nether-world)
Beyond the mountains of madness
Crossing the river Acheron
Lies the crimson battlefield
Where Father and son will cross their blades
On a flaming bat-shaped chariot
The Infernal Emperor appears
Matching his daring offspring
Waiting for Cerberus to howl
The guardian hound now screams
And swords are raised with hatred
Both forged in pain and blackness
Destined to spread the veil of Death
The battle doesn't seem to end
Such is their ferocious rage
Like hungry beasts upon their prey
No more blood ties can hide their hate
Suddenly the black-steel blade
Held by the pretender's hand
Pierces the Undead's wicked head
As dragon wings shading the sun
A wave of living darkness
Effuses from the Emperor's heart
Embraces the usurper
Absorbing his soul and blood
A triumphant voice
Now echoes in the skies
Now my son we're bound
Reborn into the Black
Masters of the Cosmos
Now my son we're one
Spiritdance
I travelled through the eyes of the Necroscope
Into the realm where marble tombs lay open
Where Death and Decay hold their thrones
And sorrow chants her funeral song
A weird sweet music fills the air
As shadow forms gather in circles
And it is nighttime, so cold, so dark
When spirits start their dance macabre
Ghostly dancers whirling around
Their lips move in silence
And there is death in their eyes
A young couple waltzes among the gravestones
(holding goblets of silver in their hands)
Together they drink as the music plays on
Together they die poisoned by their own hands
Beside a grey mausoleum
Two duellists fence with etherial blades
And as the sword pierces the heart
A misty veil enshrouds them both
A man whose faithless wife betrayed his love
Slays the unwary lovers onto their bed of lust
As a poet of unsound mind ends his damned being
Giving his life for the glory of the black art
Centuries of spectral agony and pain
Performed like a drama before my eyes
In the first light of day the spirits disappear
In a haze of ghostly mist shimmer away
Until the next time they replay their deaths
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