Vlad Tepes
walachian tyrant into frosty madness demo
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For centuries hatred blood flows
Sacrifices begin when the bad moon
Below our darkened souls rise in the red sky
Feeble & slaves burn on my unholy ground
Crosses are hung - Torture makes cries!
Impaling & whipping - Hatred fills my eyes!
Thou tyrant rule!
The black sun is falling under the black clouds
The shadow of my darkened castle
Invades the valley as Darkness
And fog kill life & light!
This realm becomes ours as the funeral
Red moon lights my stone grave
In the Dark War!
My armies of souls take possession
Of the blackest storms
As my feeble slaves are raped
Blazes reap the land until another nightâ¦
We are the demons - The blackest demons
We create fire - We create ice!
In hatred!
- Album:
- The Drakksteim Sessions
- Get Into It
- Anthologie Noire
- Black Legions Metal
- Black Legions Spirits
- War Funeral March
- March to the Black Holocaust
- Into Frosty Madness
- La Morte Lune
- An Ode to Our Ruin
- Morbid Tunes of the Black Angels, Part I
- Celtic Poetry
- Return of the Unweeping
- Morte…lune
- Morte Lune
- The Black Legions