Carelian Satanist Madness

Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance ... of the contagious children of the crypt Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased Stealthy heralds, sharpening

This sunless landscape of my realm before my eyes Like and untouched creation from the darkest ancient times There, where the raven flies, lie the gates to my kingdom Forgotten and buried in snow behind these lifeless trees My kingdom, where my thron

The age of tragedies, my vision of a fallen empire Like a lantern that burned out in ecstacy Lighting the path of blood and honour into time For eternity, forever reminding me... Forever changing time... The man against time, in scorn against decline

Born from the blood that was carried through time Encircling the true essence of the wolf To reap the weak as a cursed shadow in the night And let their death ornament the snow When the fullmoon shines, the werewolf strikes The human fear sings my so

Mountainsides clad in cold mist Damned land of mortal terror Ghastly temples of forests and ruins In the kingdom of evil souls In the blackest evil night- -Cursed for eternity As a gestalt of the vampire The pure perfect evil to be one with Satan The

Nature's primal unchained energy That is enshrined in all that exists The power of great destruction And creation on the crumbling remains Satan, creator Satan, destructor Satan, master residing in the void 她f true blackness The erect phallus of fert