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The Revenge Of The Horned One, Pt. I

by Countess

The warriors are gathered the battle is nigh Swords they do shine in the light of the moon Banners are waving the fires are lit A river of blood will soon flow through the wood The clashing of metal on metal is heard Steel cuts through flesh and bone mercilessly Spears are flying and hatchets are swinging Tonight steel decides who will live who will die Thunder and lightning start lashing the night The rain it doth mix with the blood and the sweat Few are still standing yet battle goes on Fight in the storm ´till the last foe is slain Standing on corpses the warriors cheer Hailing the Master who gave victory Steel did prevail so did metal and might The powers of darkness have conquered the light
Gods of yore I hear your voice It’s singing in my blood Wolves are howling your holy song I see your faces in the stars Gods of yore I worship you Your images float my mind Your temples will surely rise again Your likeness recast in stone Gods of yore I draw your signs Sigils of power and might Dormant forces awake again Ancient steel is forged anew Gods of yore I sing your praise Your names ring through the air Abandoning their modern ways Your people turn back to you Gods of yore I drink to you The mead flows in your name Ancient fires are lit again Again we sacrifice to you Gods of yore I’ll come to you Your dwellings in the sky I hail the true gods of my race Forever I am yours
Standing before the altar I raise the sacred dagger Approaching the naked virgin Tonight I’ll be reborn I seek not Christ’s salvation Forsake all hope of redemption I choose to serve the Master Tonight I’ll be reborn I killed the innocent virgin Her warm blood on my hands I give my soul to the Master Tonight I have been reborn I feel the wrath within me Hell’s hate burns in my soul I wield the powers of darkness Tonight I’ve been reborn (chorus) A sacrifice in darkness A pledge to the King of Hell Bathing in innocent blood I’m born again in sin I live to please the Master I commit sin after sin I revel in my wicked ways I was born again in sin I indulge in lechery, usury Gluttony, anger, sloth Pride and avarice, deadly sins I was born again in sin (chorus)
The sound of 'The Gospel' offended the meek 'The Return' followed suit to lash at the weak The ignorant insulted again by 'Ad Maiorem' 'The Book' yet another fist in the trendies’ face True warriors 'Kneel Before The Master’s Throne' Howling along when 'The Wolf Cries Evil' We His children are 'Sheltered Under The Claw' We fly through the night 'On The Wings Of Azazel' (chorus) The triumph of metal The glory of steel The triumph of metal To no man we kneel Tonight metal, power and might will prevail Hear power and steel call the chosen Wimps are wailing and crying out in pain The warriors of metal are on the rise again Metal the holy sound of the strong and the pure The glorious music of the Master’s race God’s chosen are covering their ears in vain The power of metal and might cannot be denied (chorus) Heads are banging and beer is flowing free The strong are indulging in sin forever more Metal and steel continue to fill the air Cries of power and glory ring through the night True metal warriors glory in obscurity Good reviews are like insults to us Metal was made for the masses to hate Only the chosen should revel in sin (chorus)
We are all the Master’s children Hard as iron, strong as steel We don’t worship the false prophet To no mortal man we kneel Working for the Master’s glory Praying for the Antichrist’s birth Questioning all that is not questioned Our mission to create Hell on earth Hell on earth We are all the Master’s children For us there is no other way But to obey His every command So in darkness we do pray: "Our Father, Who art in Hell Hallowed be Thy Name Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done On earth as it is in Hell" On earth as it is in Hell Hell on earth We are all the Master’s children Standing proud with banners high Where in obedience others bow We don’t follow but ask "why?" One day our time will come When mediocrity is no longer law When pride no longer is a sin And people see what they never saw On earth as it is in Hell
Idolatry 03:54
You mark me an idolater Heathen, pagan, fetishist You don’t see a human being But a barbaric Antichrist Safe inside your ivory tower Of holiness and intolerance Trapped inside a maze of lies Such pathetic arrogance What makes your god the only god and mine revolting pagan idols? What makes your altar a sacred place and mine a scene of horrible rites? You eat your god you cannibal so why don’t you look at yourself Your god a carpenter nailed to wood if that’s not an idol then what is? You don’t really believe your lies, deep down human you are still You need your holy fantasy but strength not from within brings chains You are created in the image of your god but do you think that he grows old? You claim you talk to your god but do you think the almighty listens? My gods are so different They are in my blood They do not enslave me Like your tyrant god My gods are companions On the solitary path called life They come when I call Support me in my strife I hail to them in my glory Entrust them with my pain Call them graven images Your proselytism is in vain
Hoort het verhaal van Radbod Belager der middeleeuwse kerk De machtige koning der Friezen Een groot krijger, trots en sterk Steeds belaagd door predikers Bleef hij een heidense zondaar Doch eenmaal raakte hij verstrikt In het web van een leugenaar "Wanneer ongedoopt gaat gij naar de Hel Een oord vol vlammen en eeuwige pijn Doch gedoopt gaat gij naar de Hemel Waar gij voor eeuwig gelukkig zult zijn" En Radbod liet zich toen verleiden De christenen zijn ziel te laten winnen Doch reeds in het doopwater staand Schoot hem nog een vraag te binnen "In die Hemel zegt gij is eeuwig geluk Maar de trotse koningen van Wodans lijn Mij geliefde voorvad´ren waar zijn zij? Men zegt dat zij in Walhalla zijn" En de prediker antwoordde hem direct Dat Walhalla was een heidens waanidee En zijn immers ongedoopte voorvad'ren Brandden nu in 's duivels vlammenzee Daarop stapte Radbod uit het heilige water En weigerde alsnog zich te laten dopen "Ik ben liever in de Hel bij mijn voorvad'ren Dan met jullie in de Hemel rond te lopen" Vanaf toen was de koning nog feller In zijn haat tegen het christendom Hij brandde nog vele kerken plat Menig prediker kwam door zijn hand om En toen hij uiteindelijk moest sterven Deed hij dat met opgeheven hoofd Hij had zijn voorvad'ren niet verraden En immer aan de oude machten geloofd
Hey, you wanker, I’m the Filth Machine I like it rough, I don’t play it clean But that’s the way of Hell’s Rock & Roll Exist only to sin, to heed the Master’s call (bridge) Boozed up every night, bitches everywhere Sleeping through the day, I really don’t care (chorus) I’m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I’m gonna get your bitch I’m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I’m gonna eat the rich I’m the Goddamn Filth Machine, always fuckin´ drunk I’m the Goddamn Filth Machine, smelling like a skunk I have never worked a single day in my life I rather stay home and beat my wife I’m the bastard mother warned her about Not quite quiet, I scream and shout! (bridge) (chorus) I’m a total narcissist and fuckin´ ugly too My socks are so filthy they could kill you I was born like this it’s the way I’ve always been But I don’t care ´cos I’m the Filth Machine (bridge) (chorus)
Deep in the highlands the creature he stands Wicked and evil in shadows he hides Thunder and lightning are lashing the hills This night the Duncan he will ride again Returned to the world from the fires of Hell His eyes are ablaze see the horns on his head Mounting his steed that is black as the night Tonight steel and power shall triumph again Back from the depths after hundreds of years Evil incarnate he shall roam the lands Raping the women and killing the men Slaughtering children and eating their flesh Bathing in blood he doth howl with the wolves Mankind shall suffer his brutal revenge The hatred of ages unleashed upon man Total destruction the triumph of wrath Highland victory The banners of evil are waving again God and his bastard are crying in Heaven The Duncan triumphant is masturbating Spilling his seed over corpses and ruins The Master is smiling his vengeance complete The utter perversion of Yahweh’s creation Darkness eternal now covers the lands The chosen forever to bathe in His glory Highland victory


released April 1, 2001


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