Torture, slavery, molesting, endless pain
You'll feel them all scum, as you bow down before me
Feel my whip as it shreds the skin of your back
Making your blood stream, out of your wide open wounds

I'm your ruler, you're a fly to my face
A plague for me, I've got to get rid of you
I'm no beast, i'm worse than a beast
Therefore I'll sodomize you like I've sodomized the fluffy sheeps of god

Sodomizer! The fucking sodomizer!
Son of Satan

For distant centuries ago
When long forgotten kingdoms and reigns still existed
Our clandestine denomination probed the face of the earth
And discovered the entrance
Our knights entered the passage
Entered another dimension
Stronger and violently powerful

With awe, they looked upon the mighty fortifications
of the pandemonium
His fortress
he granted them
Wisdom...
Immortality...
and prophecy

Now the mortal descendants of this proud ancient people
Seek annihilation of those weak in mind
Of those who defile the soil with their existence
Those who give their souls to Jesus Christ

Steathly entrada success
Wipe the jewish mess
Fucking zionist disciples
Semite rabid rabbi
I exceed excessive pain for you

In one swift stroke the new order of knights
Will seize those who are true anathema

Their shrieks of agony and beseechment for their lives
Will be long remembered as the day of triumph among us,
when the new order has banished them all
To cold void vacuum
And they are truly betrayed by their pity god

Then a new prosperous era will begin,
and a powerful empire will be built

The prophecy of a forthcoming millenium

Riding on the waves of a hundred souls pain he does
He rape the pure thoughts
of those fucking christians

And he penetrates the pure cunts
Of those delicious little nuns
He feast upon their fear of darkness
And he arouses himself in their woe

Slumbering through the burning desert, total lack of liquid
Oh gods of this place, please bring me thy vine
I could almost drink the blood of Jesus
I would dry his veins until he fell down in a pile of skin

I fell down out of exhaustion,
my face met the ground my mouth was filled with sand
And my skin was boiling from the sun
The vultures stared circling above me,
I was almost ready to give my body to the birds of doom
Lay myself to rot in the burning sand fields, I was dying....

...but then, a mighty dark shape rised before me
and gave me shelter from the sun
It was a god - the god of them all,
and indeed he had brought a bottle of vine... the blood of himself
He spoke a distant language and granted me the bottle
I received it with my shivering pale hands... I drank the vine,
and as I steadily came to myself
The god slowly vanished with the dust,
except that of him which he had left in the bottle.

En himmel fylt av de sterkestes sjeler
Som fra tellus dro
Hvileløst maa de sveve
I evigheten

I denne dimension
Finnes ikke lenger nø sted å hvile på
Bare kulde - tomhet - stillet
Evig dømt til å svee i mørke

Da armageddon la sin hånd over jorden
Da armageddon foldet ut sin hånd

What if,
Milleniums ago a dying sphere bursted into a galactic explosion,
and left a hole in space
Every single piece of the sphere made a rain of meteors
and took it's own course
One of them towards earth
Sands of time and vast dimensions away from earth
The meteors sourced through space at infernal speed
While the ages on our planet swept along like the oceans

In our second millenium a "prophet" discovered a galactic meteor
It had entered our galaxy, and would soon hit the earth
The humans was facing destruction, the whole world was in chaos

No man of astrologic knowledge has (ever before) discovered this gigantic nova
Who would bring us the apocalypse, all time was lost, nothing could be done
Who would ever believe a piece of stone from space would
Be our last grasp of view before our lids would be shut forever

Every single humanbeing faced the sky (in disbelief and shock)
When the meteor entered the atmosphere
Then destroyed the earth
and killed all with a massive terrestrial strike

This darkness, so slumb (and) this atmosphere, my hands were numbed
The only movement was the flames of black candles
Who cleansed the air in this chamber of death

My head was slunt as I gazed into the flaming candles
Visions filled my mind
Visions of a rising desecrated power
In this chamber of death, black roses grew
Up from the ashes of souls who lost for my lust and desire
There they will stand as a monument for victory
Over our christian annhilation