A wind of ashes mixed awe and wonder for these The yearner, the hallows, the spectre and I And the arrows pointed to the core As songs are sung for the tender ones The black thrash attack Crack of thunder, At dawn we sl.. Read »

What erased this scenery So that I could fancy ridicule over pity And enrace whatever mocked the sky Two hands made these hearts That trembles before me My loss of grace (Their earthly figure with it's marbled face) I .. Read »

So you've come for your vengeance Hear - I think the crowd is silent Of me you have dreamt I have grown (I built my domain on your hate) Mock your words I will laugh in disrespect then wash my hands in your blood conqu.. Read »

Reaching for the last child of mankind And its effort, in silence to stay purified Tormenting, the fool won't survive Slavery in hell for the weak and the mild Merciless Destructor Grabbing, all tenderness will be sat as.. Read »

Leave me with my tragedies, those who stick to me like wet leaves in the (dry) sunlight. My face is frozen, byt my eyes still see, for I am in your dreams and fantasies Leave me with my misery, the one who cover me wi.. Read »

Attack crush all the sons of christ with our fierce and invincible might Ah, this lovely sight I have waited for Master of storms marching to battle Creator of evil fighting for hell Storming through the weak armies of .. Read »

Oh, how I faint when I call upon your aid. Feeling the loss of burden and hearing cries from flowers raped. When you alone set kingdom on fire, I admire the beauty of love lost and hellish desire. As your slave. How c.. Read »

A parade of ghosts brought these innocent feelings to where innocent itself was brought to. To view the rush of female tempests. My Sculptured face turns and twists by the sound of my own (horrid) laughter. Awoken by t.. Read »

Sweet scent coloured these, the realm of sweet snakes that tortured me. If everlasting burdens should enter such, as the everlasting torment of hell. Sweet rape, honour these: The souls of sweet snakes that denoured me.. Read »

Bleak prudence, bleaker grace Amidst from these venomish losses Prime leagues leads on through vivid senses We have grasped we have honoured Though we seduce envied secrets Apart we breath the true... Sons of Hades So,.. Read »