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Lady Of The Runes
05:00
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Lady of the runes. Guardian for centuries What went wrong, why did you fail your task, Night crawlers rule the land
The sun covered through the blackest clouds. Our gods, turned away,
the fall of eternal winter.
Perished she lies beneath the ruins,
betrayal was her fate. Sentry for one- thousand years, sworn to take revenge.
And the night, filled with horror
abominations rule the skies.
Horrified you watch as forces of evil
defeat the light Forests of stone, and cities of ice, morbid melodies, desolate plains of death.... The gates of runes break down as Satanspawn engulfs the earth. The oath forsaken. The end now is near Perished she lies beneath the ruins, betrayal was her fate. Sentry for one thousand years, sworn to take revenge. And the night, filled with horror, abominations rule the skies. Horrified you watch as forces of evil defeat the light. Enter now the realm...
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Kashaptu
04:14
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I am Kashaptu, the Witch of the Swamp, I Sacrifice in Blood.
Come down My Lord,
Ask what they want, Bring down the Goat...
Marching Evil!
I Shall Rule You By The Sword.
I am Kashaptu, the Chantress of Death, I come from the Swamp.
I am the Sorceress, I put my spell on you, I bring down my wrath.
Marching Evil!
I Shall Rule You By The Sword.
I am the Sorceress of Death by Command, Forces of Death.
I am Evil. I am the Sorceress of Death by Command,
My Forces will March!
I have sworn to Summon you...
I Summon the Demon from the Abyss.
Burn down the Blood on the Altar. Marching Evil!
I Shall Rule You By The Sword.
Eko, Eko, Azarak!
Eko, Eko, Zamilak!
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Land Of The Brave
06:05
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In the second half of the twelfth century. A man called Richard, defined as a Wallace, obtained lands in Ayrshire.
Which belongs to the former Kingdom of Strathclyde... Such was the background of Malcolm’s son William.
Who was to evoke a National Spirit
Which united so many desperate people. And to earn his place as Scotland‘s Greatest... Stirling Castle, the key to the Kingdom surrendered. And in a few weeks the Scots were invading England itself! I, William Wallace, shall do anything within my Celtic powers, to set all Scotsmen Free.
I shall take Revenge on those who killed my so Beloved Murron.
Murron!
In a Dream I saw her, she was so Beautiful...
Boiling Blood through my veins, worth dying for. Hysteric thoughts flowing through my mind. I ‘d do anything for the one I Love.
All brave Scots have bled for me! Now I shall bleed for them.
I ‘ll never sell my soul to their Bastard king. Hysteric thoughts flowing through my mind.
Oh, I ‘d do anything for the one I love, worth dying for. Oh, Scotland shall be Free. Freedom! Freedom!
In fact the War of Independence continued for many years longer before it was won. In 1304 Wallace himself was betrayed to the English, and executed in London with extreme cruelty. But he had sown the seeds of Patriotism like none of his nation had done before him. And those who have garnered the harvest have raised him to the place of highest honour. Although he left no known descendants, there are many fortunate enough to bear his name whom can trace their descent from the same house of Riccarton, from which he sprang...
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Rebel Of Hate
04:03
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I am the trasher of angels, the emperor of death. I am the slayer of mankind, making your soul bleed. I am the face of evil, damn you to hell. I am the darkest fighter, I’ll crush the sky. Rebel of hate.
Kill the light!
Rebel of hate... I am the beast. I bring thou war. I am the reaper of Satan,
Creator of lust and pain.
I am thy fear, thy demon. Ruler of grief
I am thy torment leader, no need to sulk.
Your Master, Destroyer...Rebel of hate .
I am the reaper of Satan, creator of lust and pain. I am thy fear, Thy demon...
Behold my magic realm, it’s time for you face. I’m your Master, Destroyer!
For the world is mine... For the world is mine.... I am the reaper of Satan, creator of lust and pain.
Destruction is sworn, behold...
Rebel of hate...hate...hate...hate...
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Unto The Gods Of War
05:23
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Paralysed fear no enemy. I raise my Sword-arm...Unto the Gods of War... In the Night , on the Battlefield. Riding my Blood-horse I raise my Sword-arm unto the Gods of War... I rule this kingdom. With Iron hand I Rule. I‘ve build a Sword. My son will be the jackal. I am the son in Fight. I’m the Fire-God. I’m the force of sin, I’m the fortress’ son. I live with Demon Blood, I, I paralyse thy Swords. I rule this Kingdom, With Sword and Iron hand. I’ the Force of Death. I have to paralyse thy Beauty Kingdom. I’m the One-eyed God, I’m the Demon God. Listen, Obey my word. I paralyse thy Sword. Beauty, the one you’ve got. I shall rule this kingdom, with a longsword in my hand. My son will be the jackal, in strong command. He shall rule this kingdom. All of you shall obey. What he tells to do, is law... I, I’m the Demon God. I command thy kingdom with my mighty sword. I’m the Force of death. I am the demon God. I bring eternal Life. I shall forever soil. I am the demon God. Isis the one-eyed God. I live on demon blood. I paralyse thy swords. I rule thy kingdom with mighty iron hand. I slay thy enemies. Curse them until they bleed! I rule this kingdom now. I shall eternally soil... Fuck!
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Bir-Na-Hog
04:30
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I call upon thee, my loyal servants. Sharpen the blade of thy swords.
Polish thy armour, for we shall defeat.
The gras of our land shall be colored red... By this oath I swear...
To conquer again, what belonged to my ancestors... No mercy shall be shown. And those who dared to thread our fatherland, shall be impaled upon our Spears...
The legion’s marches,
On through Bir-na-hog.
And the scouts, on the look-out.
They finally found the enemies army, near the mountains of Tar-hog!
At last we meet again. Behold my legions.
It’s the last view upon thy already dead eyes!
The Scorpio guard wont be able, to save thee from my wrath.
My Ordovician battle lords shall slaughter them as if they were sheep...
The rocks of the mountains, are blood red since that day,.
Drenched in the blood of the
Scorpio guard. The grass in the valley, has never grown so high before.
Manured with the blood and flesh,
of the defeated army...
Slayed the Scorpio guard,
feared by mortal men.
Glory to Bran-Tuhar.
to thee the crown!
Hail Bran-tu har.
Hail Bir-na-hog.
Hail Bran-tu har.
Glory to thee Bran-tu har!
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Bloodlust
05:58
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Join the bloodlust...We are hungry for blood. We are hungry for war Feel the power, go beserk.
The cracking of skulls, the feeble cries of agony. We are dogs of war. Craving for blood. The salty taste, the terrifying odor. We fear no one, we are the vessel of wrath.
Embodiment of rage, perfect warriors. Into battle we march. With bronzen swords and golden rings! Pure of heart, pure of soul. Naked we fight. Pure of heart, pure of soul Men and women alike. Feel... Feel the bloodlust! Death in honour, honour in death, mayhem in war. Death in honour, honour in death. Pay tribute to our Gods! Victory is ours! We rule this land a millennium to come. With swords and spears we defend what is ours and take what is yours. Now we feast with wine and boar. Raise a fire so mighty.
We eat and drink and dance all night. The God’s blessing upon us. Pure of heart, pure of soul. Naked we fight. Pure of heart, pure of soul. Men and women alike. Death in honour, honour in death, mayhem in war. Death in honour, honour in death. Pay tribute to our gods... Through the mists of time, the nebula of our past. There lies the glory of our ancestors. The brave known as the Celts. The wind blows over what once was theirs. The Welsh forests and hills. The fertile valleys of Erin. The Fierce highlands of Scotland. Heritage of a noble folk. Renowed for their fierceness in battle and their magnificent art. Tales and legends about hero’s, fair maidens alike. Where magic ruled and shadows walked the earth...
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Walpurgis Night
03:59
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Hail Disciples, see them coming,
Hark the hideous ,horrid humming.
See the bodies flaming, glowing.
Demons, Hell is prevailing!
See, how the cursed stream is flowing.
Let us praise this evil swarming.
Tonight our evil lord is coming.
Male and female, lust prevailing!
In the deep a stench is forming,
Hells noxious brew.
From the deep souls are screaming,
they are crying out to you.
They are crying out to you.
From the dark a visions looming.
You need no eyes to see.
In the night evil is lurking,
Awaiting impending doom.
Awaiting impending doom.
Praise!
In the deep a stench is forming,
Hells noxious brew.
From the deep souls are screaming.
They are crying out to you.
Praise! On Walpurgis night!
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9. |
A Dark Elf's Tale
03:21
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In the dark of the night,
the dragons eye...
An icy wind blows.
And the basilisks gaze rests upon me...
As the magician whispers:
Fire walk with me...
Under a crimson moon
I prepare ... To face my destiny!
A thousand years have past,
In solitude and anger.
A Dark elvens curse, my burden.
But even now, in the end,
when the cold inviting arms of death embrace me,
I feel no remorse.
I have walked the path of power,
I have seen the truth,
my name is written in blood.
I’ve forsaken the light...
I choose my destiny,
and now destiny found me...
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Iconoclasm Belgium
Iconoclasm (1994,Belgium) recorded "Preample to precipitate the destruction of religious artefacts" in December
1996.
The second attack ,"Marching Evil" was released in 2000, followed by "Iconoclastic Warfare" in 2004.
Iconoclasm recorded "The Ultimate Crescendo of Hell" split CD with PANCHRYSIA in 2006 .
In 2007 the band was put on hold. 15 years later, Iconoclasm rises once more...
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