satanic_propaganda_(s.n.t.f._rising)
satanic_propaganda
Your god is dead
You were never saved
Just cleverly trapped
Your god is dead
There's no heaven and hell
Your priests are deceiving you
Your god is dead
Y
ashes_to_ashes_flesh_to_dust
Shifting black turmoils of ghosts
Lost in the maze of an afterlife
As ultraviolet undead forms
Rise from the kingdom of mud
Gothic remains of necrolatry
Hanging from
vinnum_sabbati
White dust of black emotions,
Mixed with blood and wine,
Awakening the ancient worm,
The heathen Lord of darkness.
Made by alchemical blends,
The lost forgotten scie
sorcery_ _scientia_maxima
Wisdom survived through their years,
Of hidden things that dwell beyond.
Gathered from astral flights,
Whispered in abysmal depth.
Spells chants and magical bounds,
devilreal
Revelations come riding fast
Sweeping the Earth from pole to pole
An age of pain and rebirth
The rise of Lucifer's bright star
The swords shall taste flesh again
genocide_ _i_am_god
The human herd has served me well,
Giving me thought, desires, dreams,
My dearest beings serve me once more,
Just kill yourselves and feed me more.
Look at your pathetic w
sadism_unbound
Hear my poisoned laughter
As the thorny whip tearing the flesh
Leaving the naked bone to kiss the air
A burnt offering to the venus of violence
The most pure unbound form
satanas_lead_us_through
Satanas lead us through.
Through realms of crimson twilight,
Where the serpent race heeds thy cult.
Through the streams of Acheron,
Where necromancers cast their spells. give_me_blood_or_give_me_death
Give me blood or give me death
(I must have blood)
As the burning sunlight withdraws,
And soft night embraces me,
Hunger upsets my hearthen dreams,
(as) moonlight pi
ilsa
Wolfen desire
Hellfire lust
Venus of torture
Experiment horror
Feeding on pain
Bloodshed and tears
Wolfen desire
Hellfire lust
Female cruelty
eshaton_(_apocalypse_opus_2_)
blood_communion
Suddenly from her scarlet mouth
Like serpents dancing on hot soil
Words of bewitchment start to crawl
"I keep, the antique demon of
Remorse at bay
All sorrows die up
necromanteion
The living skull of the necromancer
Spits forth baroque twisted truths
Like a dead electrified tissue
Of a scattered religious spirit
Worm-seals of binding spells
We
mantle_of_suffering
The bowels of earth explode and spit back
The tears of the paranormal masochist
Who grings and purges his flesh
Like a metallic phallus tearing the womb
Possesed infants h
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