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Rotting, yet everlasting Queen of the black arts: Alluring, yet burning nauds you cast upon the filthy breed. Oh, mother of malice, evil staves, corroding seed. Queen reaper, winding the scythe of anti-cosmos. The skies shatter in your very frozen breath...

We are messengers Of future times to die We will show you the way And you need to follow us This is the dawn of your race And the dusk of your enemies For they will need to be killed Killed...killed...killed...killed Killed forever in eternity We ra...

The crimson torrent of the other side. Beyond the corral of restraint. It is everything - greater than the four. It is eternal. It is beyond. Joint with the glorious. Roots unite with fire. Fetters burst. The wolves will run free. The wolves run free. S...

Awakened in a world of triviality. Nothing's what it could never be. Our minds tend to wander and lose themselves in agony. Born in the last place were we'd ever hoped to be. Lost in hell we are dreaming of places out of reach; of worlds unharmed by humank...

The feeling as if cold, jagged steel was carving your flesh The knowledge of order, chaos and all in between The awareness of a cold world in which no one breathes And with yearn The loneliness of a universe of unlimited creatures The undiscriminating ha...

The suffering of others is not the goal but simply a means to an end. Although, it certainly brings temporary pleasure into my soul as well. 

I am a destroyer, a channel of satanic wrath. My brothers are me, and I am them. I stick thorns in the planet's side. Planet of pestilence, refuge for the weak. Kneel before satanic might! With dishonor - there is only one way out. Why do you take prid...

Deepest cold to ever grace the land of planet earth, purest cleansing Hellfire to burn the mark of hell (upon man). Hear my call!! Deepest trace to ever possess minds of man, purest noxious water to wipe out hordes and tribes. Ugliest work of art and violen...

Awakened and cast into fleshbound pain Into a tragedy of pointless games. False structures of bondage are presented And clothe our attempts for understanding. Fables become fear ridden ideals And aspersions are taken as truth. Coerced to join this nonsen...

Rise, from the cold and burning depths of hell Pure work of art, scenes of death is the imagery that you display I will never crawl on my knees in front of a Jew If I am not him, messiah is a beggar to me Burn his children at the stake, two thousand years of r...

I will restore the clean slate: The perfect state that they once stole. Before the white. The spark, the dirt, the water, blood, air Joylessly aware of the turmoil The aimless progression of time The shameless expression of the vulgar divine. The transie...

In the gleaming nightfall we can watch the light retreat. Its rays slither eastward, like snakes along the grass, as it leaves us to ourselves. Woods of tall trees - old, deformed and barren - obscuring the sun - red and tired - from working its way up from li...

Let's all endure the human experience. Distasteful, tiresome thing. Let's regress. Let's obsess. Let's sit back and let us all be useless instead. Let's pretend to forge some worthwhile bonds. Come on, let's lie to ourselves! Fuck you, I'll waste no time o...

Hate ...the clouds, the rain, the air that lets life-forms breathe. ...the land, the sea, the places where the humans breed. ...the skyline, the zenith, where the sun rises, travels, and sets. ...the homes, the lands, the places of shelter for man. Back...

You are clad in Jehova's Shadow. His breath is fog, his tongue is lies His word is deception and you drank it like wine. His angels are the morals denying life. You are sinking, you are drinking Jehova's lies. Clad in his shadow.