Label: Century Media - none • Format: CDr Album, Promo Cardboard Sleeve • Genre: Rock • Style: Death Metal
Translate Email Print. The Emperor 2. Imperial Burning 3. Lucifer Has Spoken 4. Spirit Of The Black Tide 5. Contemplate Death 6. All Hail 7. Ruination 8. Necromance 9. Shadow Realms Ginnunga Infernal Eternal. The Emperor Limbo shelters heathens from the past. Baptized by fire, died by war. Dwelling shadows, chaos rising fast. Black rain of acid, dark sky thunders roar.
Hunger extreme of Imperial Burning - Firespawn - Shadow Realms great black beast. Gobbles with three mouths, feces, blood and flesh. Lurking about with only aim, eternal feast. Hooks in with chains, trapped in this infernal mesh. Emperor of endless night, come to us with all your might.
Ancient demon show your wrath, we follow thee on left hands path. Swampy waters River Styx. Wrathful fights are at hands. Malice, vengeance, state of mind. All Hell's damned souls shackled down in pain.
Guardians of darkness whipping hard. Starless night forever reign. Depths of tombs and rotten death. Snake eyes in fire, Satan's breath. Imperial Burning When someone's watching, you walking.
With murderous intent they're stalking. Patiently waiting, the result will be devastating. Lurking, he lingers, your life is sand between his fingers. Cutting and stabbing, with heavy leather gloves he's grabbing. Ceremony, indecency, undergoing. You are as sand and the winds are blowing. Conqueror, collector, obsessor, psychotic thrill. Predator, molester, aggressor, needs one more kill. You feel your heartbeat is racing. You realize it's death you're facing. Brute force, incision, your body in his morbid vision.
Carnal, perfection, a piece of art in his collection. Climax, relief, fulfilled a murderer's belief. Lucifer Has Spoken Through out the night, as a spider's web they glitter. Poisonous words they hear, in the shadows they whisper. The followers of fire, attend their master's demand. In patience they wait to carry out morningstar's command. The son of black dawn will rise up Baba Brooks Band* / Dotty & Bonny - Gun Fever / Dont Do It throne.
Deep down in the pits of darkness unknown. The eyes of the king sparkle with hate. The prophecy is coming through the irongate. Dominantur mali mores. Lucifer has spoken! Through out the night, the march begin. Let every tomb know the act of sin.
The eye of the serpent is watching close. The time has come that he knows. Lucifer has now spoken! Throughout the night, Mephistopheles shines. Throughout the night, armies in lines. Deceving premeditation, contempt is blind. Lizard eyes dancing in moonlight, children's cry. Little do they know, die they shall, with devil unite. Trix them all, he steals your young. Condemning their souls with Hell's nasty tongue.
Hear his call, he's drowning them all. Under the surface they lay cold, will never get old. Stolen, lost and forgotten into the tide until flesh be rotten. Born of sin to rule upon waters of North. Spirit of the black tide. Hellspawn, Lilith's progeny. Collecting childrens souls and agony. Scaled in skin, pale as snow. Darkness inside him and hate will grow.
With the tunes written in flames. Lure them down, life he claims. Human prey, the hunt is on, in patience suspence. Down the tide they are drawn, into the void, through dark domains. There's no way out, caught in nykrman's chains. Contemplate Death [Instrumental] 6. All Hail Imperial Burning - Firespawn - Shadow Realmsscorching as they burn the feeble victims.
Dominate, through submission they'll learn. Demonize, they cry out as they weep, submission bound. Nowhere near, in fire they will sleep, the horns will reap.
All hail, by horns and hooves we ride. All hail, the gates are open wide. All hail, we aim Imperial Burning - Firespawn - Shadow Realms global genocide. Vida Truncada - Los Relampagos Del Norte - Por El Amor A Mi Madre - El Suspiro - Y 10 Exitos Mas hail, with death and fire side by side.
Followers, a purgatory wait, with strength they burn. Warriors, this flame is fueled by hate. Summoning of darkness, death will breed his every need. Suffering, our legions they will feed, the hooven creed. From beneath, the roots of death are thickening. You feeble foe, reckoning. The world you know is sickening. Trinity, horns of the infinity. He's wearing sin from below. Nocturnal graveyard gathering, the undead sing.
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