Dark Celebration piosenki

Immerging over the dark shadows Arise your morbid and impetuous presence Blessing our acts, noble followers Of yours Black Arts Show to us your incredulous power (by many) That you trust in us Over the nighfall Immerges your power And of inside the sha...

Immortal battles of an infernal world (where) Fervid tubs embrace the putrid lavas Master of our enemies' bodies Bodies of the cowards of god Punished with our honor, bravery and power The glory is present, transformed and upseted Waiting the moment arre...

In the presence of his fetid and immensurable cowardice Yours worshipers watched your rotness on the cross Stand despicable mortals Found the death in yourself blood Worshipers of evil, come and enjoy The god of fools is dead Your ideas perpetuated, b...

No more they will drink your blood No more they will eat your meat No more they will follow your doctrine No more they will die under your law For years and years I waited for this moment My Body was degraded but my mind grew I don´t need this crust of...

Wich the arms of treacherous angels took her away from me Now they rest forever in your infernal eden At the same time whith I lost you, I conquer the world. I lose my soul You took away and I'm going to find new ways for a scape From our lier world that s...

Immerging from the darkness a force penetrate in my soul Descend from infinite abyss That emerge from obscure power Verging the life (and death) Decides my eternity´s future Verging the edges (from this world) Define the future of mankind Taken by this...

Now I cross the borders of dreams Black wings adorn my backs The infinite darkness conforts me And rest in the arms of death Let me prove now the vortez of fire Infinite spiral of violence Rebaptizes my soul in blasphemy And purifies my body in flames...

Superior forces, ladies of death Separated for worship, united by war From the four corners of the universes Riding fast the winds of desolation In battle disposition, on the soil of armagedom Seven thousand iron sheets, flaming and pulsing Now, ladies...

Over two thousands years of ignorance, still exists blids that worship the work of a messiah Wich power slabber of sham words that decive foolish today yet Wich inspiration don´t descend of a power above human seasonable observed (this world) under macab...

Leaving the mists of Hell I bring my sword with anger I am for so long Awating for the spillin of your blood and at this moment I´ll attack one by one I am the master of my lineage I am the warrior of the centuries Come, my faithful legions of hell Jo...