Fierce - steel eyed devils
For whom the sun never sets
Proud - Iron youth
Of the noble cultures of the past
Striding - like greyhounds keen
Where glory beckons
Tough as burnished leather
And hard as Krupp's steel

The standard raised we wait
Our comfort - in readiness
The stoicism of the elite
Prepared for the assault at dawn

Elegant - obdurate hearts
A Volk of purity and vigor
Wicked weapons and armed encampment
A phalanx of spears - of dispassion
Bristling - furor teutonics
A steed spurred ever onwards
Action and instinct befitting
In the shadow of the sword

The standard raised we wait
Our comfort- in readiness
The stoicism of the elite
Prepared for the assault at dawn

Death's head empire
Stormgods unbound

The shores of space shall not define
Nor walls thrown up enclose our vault
And as if borne from distant stars
We rage against the bastion of
That which is still unshattered

Fierce- steel eyed devils
For whom the sun never sets
Proud-Iron youth Of the noble cultures of the past
Emblazoned- emboldened
We heathens wild
Stormgods unbound
Beholden to none

Sun wheels expansive
Through thunder and blood bold
Weltmacht oder niedergang
The heaven's charges struggle
Eternally unfold...

Stormgods Unbound

Chaos infinite- majesty of execration
Squatting proud upon the throne of abomination
Death profane burns bright- supreme
Consuming foetid flesh of the nazarene

Rites of scourge- immolated flesh
Imbibe the sorrow storm of impiety
A serpent entwined in the horns of the goat
Of withered angels wretched debris

Smoldering...

Tyrant of solitude and desolate beauty
The scaled and blooded claws of the mighty
A king for kings to victory betrothed
Vestige of mercy with filth befouled

Winged shadow simulacrum
Tenebrous dirge- ensanguined drums of war
Iron, blood and blasphemy affirmation
With grinning sepulchre as altar

He who leaps the loftiest of mountains
Pride and proscription now abhorred
Smoldering in exile- eternal
Azazael: awful lord
The flesh of Besz- venom of Apophrasz
The Dragon steed of the Scarlet Fornicatrix
Behold magnificence: Mega Therion
Six hundred and sixty six

An iron helm on horned brow crowning
A warlord wreathed bold with lightning
Obsidian splendor- of starless purity
The bringer enflamed of dawns and destiny

Of strength, cloven stature and wisdom unknown
The wellspring from which all blasphemies flow
The sadistic triumph for which I yearn
The mighty inferno in which I burn...

Smoldering in exile

Total war witchery damned conjuration
Leather winged covens of death scar the skies
Rivers of fire, blood and defamation
Bloated seas of rage steep fearless eyes

Demonthrong clatter on cloven hoof
Ten thousand exterminating angels
War vomits writhe lust up in the throat
Rended bodies become one with the soils

Bestial storm of mutilation
Reaver
Hail blasphemic revelation

Wicked regent ascends beyond
The crimson breath of chaos
A pestilential gloaming
Borne on scorpion winds

Reaver...

Total war witchery damned conjuration
Leather winged covens of death scar the skies
Rivers of fire, blood and defamation
Bloated seas of rage steep fearless eyes

Obey commands of ritual malevolence
Death and life perverse unite in infamy
The cursed few- proud bestial saviors
Rapture: the rancid flocks perish in vain

Bestial storm of mutilation
Reaver

Suckled at the teat of the she-wolf
I was born in the light of the gibbous moon

Fathered by vengeance and carnal lust
Unholy matrimony of blood and sperm

Wolflust

Shape shift moonlight feral scent
Spurting frothing seed raracious dread

Terror bathing ensanguined venom flows
Parting the flesh of the daughters of men

Wolflust

Beast of raping blood
Pillaging unclean desire
Loathsome hellhound nightmare of death
Where shadows fall-beware

Twilight unscathing
Bloodbath infant rending
A spell a cry from limb from limb
Enter on all fours the witch

The hunger slaked my loins now spent
Silence entombs save for the howling of the damned

Hell has fufilled my blackened destiny
Bestial deeds of hell paced death

There once was a blue-gray wolf
Whom destiny ordained warrior king of the world
Born to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the great valley of Gurvan Nuur
Storming with mane of flame and blood red
A forging of empire, the horder enthroned
Grim century of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his time- only more...

Horsemen merciless from the open steppe
Whirlwinds of destruction
A warlord's pursuit of unbridled joy
Of revenge so sweet and subjugation
And for those chafed at the yoke
Blazing arrows, human shields, burning bones
Innocents slaughtered and crushed
Bloodthirsty orgies of extermination

His was the roar of the king of beasts
Of typhoons- and fallen kingdoms and kind
Of ravening- as predator to prey
And of fiercest lightnings divine

He was the punishment (meted out) by th gods
The sanguinary one who scorned defeat
Torn bodies of women, weeping and wailing
Flames devouring the vanquished
Samarkand, Bukhara, Nishapur, Merv
A hundred thousand heads rolling in the dust
Oceans of sacrilege raged and rushed
Eternal sadism's only law

Rape and conquest
Cities to the sword
Atrocity massacre
Temujin

"As a bow lusting for its arrow
And an arrow lusting for its star
With an eagle's talons grasping new life
As a roaring wind that blows my soul bright
For it is blessedness to impress one's hands
Upon millennia as on wax
To etch ideas into men as on steel and stone"

His was the roar of the king of beasts
Of typhoons- and fallen kingdoms and kind
Of ravening- as predator to prey
And of fiercest lightnings divine

There once was a blue-gray wolf
Whom destiny ordained warrior king of the world
Born to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the great valley of Gurvan Nuur
Storming with mane of flame and blood red
A forging of empire, the horder enthroned
Grim century of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his time- only more...

Rape and conquest
Cities to the sword
Atrocity massacre
Temujin

[Quote from Nietzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"]

Vielfour fiery
Four corners race- stretch infinity
Cataclysms celebrate
A whirling soul ablaze with spirited gleam
A silence made sullen by the lightning's voice
Four armed comet scrapes a spiritless earth

Scream eternal void
Spinning firey cycles in uncorrupt space
The whimpering age of plead dissipates
Superseding failed flesh
Epochal sorrows unformed yet ripening
Smoke ebbing rays of their dying son

Slintering suns in the abyss
Wheeling Four evolve into Fifth
Dull clay and (matter) grey made ambient
Fourth season's funerary call to rebirth

Obeisant before blind eyes
Darkness and light untethered
Morality and law fall away
Save that which flows from the chariot of flame
Stigmata immeasurable
As if from the very heavens
And seas of carnage lap cruel and cold
Upon still shores

Solar Wills

From beyond the starry chasm
The stirrings of genocide unfurl
Commanding swine to the abattoir
Laying in wait for the rays of the sun
A silence made sullen by the lightning's voice
Four armed comet scrapes a spiritless earth

From beyond the multitude of stars
Arktos ouros- lotus petals unfurled
Portal to the vault of sun and lightning
Zeta Ursa Majoris- arms outstretched
Wheel to the chariot of the nightsky
Gammadion give us our strength- begotten

Through blood and flame
In iron embrace

The prophesied sign in the heavens
A balance of firebolts and solar virtues
The glyph of creation- father of all
The Phoenix purifies- ashes to the wind
Cleaves through the darkness of matter
Hail the death defiant- Vindex arise!

Begotten

Pregnant lightning shatters frozen joy
Foul frost creates from that which destroys
In iron embrace
Through blood and flame

Yet the memories endure
Of the final Avatara
Through the flames of the great end
Where lightning rains from the heavens
And glory wakes to walk proud
Through rites ripe with blood and faith
Upon inviolate mountain peaks
Where shines the rising sun

Begotten (through blood and flame)
In iron embrace
Begotten

Dash against the rocks the sickling and his cries
Break the back of the steed upon you ride
Boiling bodies of water, to glass the sand
And may mother's breasts shrivel and dust
Tongues shall be cut from gaping mouths
For I voice a culling course towards desolation
Yet those chained to their own foul flesh
Know only obsolescence- their nakedness

Push the rabble back, to the victor come the spoils
Work to certain death the labor that toils
Bloat and putrefy that which flowers
And tear from womb the bleating babe
The blind and wretched shall be left to rot
The diseased and alme dispatched
Give me your sick, your meek, your lowly
For I will kick the dogs when they are down

For I am the inferno
And you the kindling you the fuel
And I am the vulture
Feasting on your idols of flesh
I am the shepherd and you my flock
The lightning strike that splits the rock
For I am wrath- vindication
And the world my abattoir

Visions of war dreams of anger ectasy
A maelstorm of flame infernos of might
Lightning phallus crack of thunder roars
A lion in furious fight

Cleansing fire insatiable cleaving sword
The fall of the idols of flesh

The stellar winds beneath my wings
Are purest vengeance
The firestorms within my eyes
Black purest hate
Of blood unvanquished blasphemies
My will: one voice
With strike of tumult- aftermath
In withered flesh rejoice

For I am the inferno
And you the kindling you the fuel
And I am the vulture
Feasting on your idols of flesh
I am the shepherd and you my flock
The lightning strike that splits the rock
For I am wrath- vindication
And the world my abattoir