Night of the Crimson Thirst

“At One With Evil” (Nov. 1997) From the bowels of the earth With hate we rise Jewish temples in flames Under a blood red sky Their churches burning The christ lie comes to an end The cross inverted Holy ground desecrated Violate the virgin mother With the seed of Hell The evil fog gathers this night As the full moon rises From behind the mountains Instruments of Satan's will We are at one with evil! “Night of the Crimson Thirst” (Dec. 2002) In the depths of the haunted woods Within a realm of purest evil Nocturnal spirits search for blood Underneath the December moon Lurking... From the crypts... This night they rise... Ghouls of Transilvanian breed Stalk their mortal prey The winds are blowing so cold In the dead of night they feed Sorrow, we welcome thee Rejoice in grief and despair Honour the fortunate dead Whose blood courses through our veins Embrace the dark... Calling for the infernal one... We serve our Master... Among cold and ancient ruins Lurks the father of all evil Shrouded in unholy mist Upon a throne of blood There he stands... in the shadows Lord of the dark...our Master is watching... “I djupaste skogen av hat" (Sept. 2013) Tomhet runt Omgiven av får Bländade av svart ljus Infekterade av andlig svaghet Förlorade och bortglömda Gravarna tala till mig Framkallade från det bortom Grindarna öppnar långsamt Utmattad och hopplös Blod spillt i natten Väntar en död som aldrig kommer fördömd till denna existens Tänd ljusen och slipa bladet Djupt inne i den mörka kammaren I djupaste skogen Kall ruin och evigt hat “Mournful Ravensong” (Nov. 2003) On this night I shall sacrifice To honour the dark master The funeral bells toll for me In the light of distant stars The cold steel opens my veins His chalice must be filled Through death and crimson pain I enter the final twilight For so long I’ve yearned for this To walk the endless graveyard Now the ravens sing my final song As cold winds moan through dead trees From that cursed November night Deserved doom has come unto me Now as I lay enshrined in this coffin My eyes close as wolves howl The darkside gates have opened As nocturnal spirits carry me through The freezing moon has chilled my soul At last, I’m almost there The dream has become reality In the embrace of the dark Reunited with my morbid brethren No one weeps, I am free… “The Call of Morbid Dreams” (Sept. 2011) A grim October night In bleak necrohell Silence so deafening Broken by sorrowful cries Haunting visions of despair A castle in the forest depths Torches light the shadowed halls Cold stones drip with hatred In the pale light Embraced by the freezing darkness Far from their false joys From the shadows bitterness awaits Cold steel pressed against my flesh Waiting to open my veins As blood flows the snow turns red Follow the call of morbid dreams Free of this world of illusion To wander the endless depths Finally the end has come Soon to suffer no more... Bleeding in the night The dark awaits Eternity calling Into nothingness I fall “Hatar solen" (July 2013) Beröm natten Förbanna ljuset Avvisa värmen Omfamna mörkret Förbannade sol Dö i smärta! Detta är sista gången Att sprida ditt fula ljus (Jag) hatar solen! Plåga över mitt liv Jag är en vinterskugga Frusen i tiden Ond natt Regera evigt! Följ den svarta månen I nattlig tystnad “Beneath the Frozen Earth” (Nov. 1997) Within the ancient mountains Beyond the realm of the moon In the haunted shadowed depths Where light is unknown Darkside... Calling out to me Beneath the frozen earth Lies the gate to his kingdom A nocturnal summoning Satan, accept my blood Wandering in the frigid cold Alone, cursed and forlorn Hear the mournful cries On this bloodfreezing night Into the abyss Where no light shall burn my eyes The unholy blade Penetrates pale flesh Sever ties to mortality Underneath a blackened sky In the embrace of the darkness Where heaven's angels burn In eternal black flames As infernal winds blow Forever! Through the kingdom of damnation I've descended into Satan's realm Possessed by the black Here I shall remain Among the suffering souls... “Rise of the Infernal Hordes'' (Nov. 1999) Spells are cast on this winter night Ghouls are summoned from below The gates of Hell now open! The house of lies comes under attack The feeble priests, those men of 'god' Powerless to stop Hell's legions The crosses are burning! Nuns are raped upon the altar Illuminated by the flames Incantations of the dead Holy relics now desecrated! Drinking the blood of the saints Hear the bells of apocalypse The hour of midnight has arrived Unholy black magic rituals The dark lord has arisen! Demon! Satan! God of vengeance! The sheep of christ lay bleeding Master! Satan! The destroyer! Illusions of men now laid to waste Father! Satan! Crucify them! Suffer torment and despair Mighty! Satan! Mock Jehovah! Their god is dead and forever shall be Weak mortals pray to nothingness Their hearts blackened and corrupt Fall to the hordes of blasphemy Your saviour is nowhere to be found! Now descend into eternal flames Never to see the dawn again! Damned souls crying out in pain Agonizing in the kingdom of Hell!