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The Forest at Dusk
02:04
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Wandering deep into the woods
Careless of the paths you have taken
The day is long and fortuitous
Nightfall is but a distant dilemma
Yet, with each passing minute
The sun bleeds and the night creeps
Through the leaves the golden streams
Fade and darken to green
Frantically trying to recall
The paths you have taken this far
Fearing the encroaching night
With its horrors and its plights
Further into the forest
At Dusk
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2. |
Nightmare Castle
04:03
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Secluded is a castle dreary
Decayed atop a taiga eerie
Stopping to rest travelers weary
Demonic elves cast visions bleary
Seduced by fiends
Recurring dreams
Horrific scenes
Blood chilling screams
Decrepit stands stone walls degraded
Crooked hangs torn tapestry faded
Deep down the halls sunlight evaded
Rust rotted rooms plague dreams invaded
Seduced by fiends
Recurring dreams
Horrific scenes
Blood chilling screams
Revoking warmth welkin light forswears
Discreetly dwells, malicious nightmares
Leeching lifeforce, regaining presence fair
Enfeebled men awakened gray-haired.
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3. |
The Screaming Woods
04:51
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A choir of screams
Echo through the night air
A suffering symphony
A conference of cacophony
The souls of the lost
Forever wandering
Within this pathless forest
Wailing in a haunting chorus
A communal, suicidal destination
An abysmal, arboreal suffocation
By their own nooses
Strung up and swaying
Hang as bountiful as leaves
Off branches of twisted trees
Phantoms of the fog
Lead wanderers astray
Not to be found alive
Here, only the dead survive
In the hours of twilight
Listen for their songs
The souls crying out
From the screaming woods.
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Upon this hill on the eve of hallows
I stand to answer their ancient call
As they return, I am here to follow
Reducing man to mindless thralls
Hours of studies and experiments
Researching data from tomes and scrolls
For countless years withdrawn I spent
Calculating nightmarish goals
Stolen notes and unearthed secrets
From the corpses I have exhumed
Further confirms and accredits
Mankind’s inevitable doom
Deciphered glyphs have proven true
The words of an Arab gone mad
Learning his fears and what pursued
Agents of the cosmic triad
With their salts, I recreate the dead
Interrogating, manipulating
Extracting answers and severing heads
Decapitating, incinerating
Upon this hill on the eve of hallows
I summon the forgotten aeons
As the portal opens the tempest grows
Heralding the awakened ones
The time has come to observe their passage
Tidal torrents and thunder crashes
Immense forms under lightning flashes
Boundlessly immortal, and massive
Rising from dark depths of the seas
From secluded underground tombs
From enchanted prisons freed
Inconceivable beings loom
I answered their calls and complied
Reciting phrases of the mad
I beckoned forth and they replied
Chanting incantations from the…
Necronomicon
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5. |
Graveless Wraiths
06:38
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Ruins of an edifice
Lay scattered and low
A forgotten remnant
Of a time unknown
Cryptic carving lay fragmented
Covered in moss and vines
Cursed and tainted souls tormented
Distorted and malign
Hidden behind verdant
Layers overgrown
Eroded and fractured
Effigies of stone
Those who dare cross into this land
Are assaulted by fear
The ill-fated cannot withstand
The deluge of despair
Specters of smoke surround
Rabid eyes red with rage
Shrilling shrieks resound
Writhing wraiths engage
Casting the barrage
Of anxiety
Down on their victims
A futility
Yielding to massive
Psychic energy
Over this lost domain
Drift formless masses
Their floating corpses lay
Sunk in morasses
Dead eyes frozen stare forever
Glaring back in disdain
Perpetually disfavored
By their own remains
Reflectingly disperse
Their dread harrasses
Renourished by the fear
Of who trespasses
In the land of wraiths
Dead are denied graves
Recalling their fates
Reigniting rage
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6. |
Witch of the Wood
05:31
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Is it destiny or was it chance
That brought you here?
Is this blasphemy or a stray glance
Into my lair?
There is but one reason
You have made it this far
For why else would you think
You have survived this long?
All these losses and deaths
Just a strengthening test
You were marked long ago
Chosen to make this quest
I am the witch of the wood
Cursing your kin to break your nerve
I signed my name in the book
With my blood I swear to serve
Bathing in babies’ blood
Keeps me looking young
Seducing your family
Serving Satan loyally
My coven gathers
Naked around fires
Floating in ritual
You are meant for this, too!
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7. |
Ritual Hunt
06:17
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Sailing towards an isle remote
A vile crew with hardy loot
Seeking refuge beyond their boat
To hide their haul in absolute
With treasure buried and map crossed
Beckons a tide of merriment
As watchers waiting to accost
Hidden the tribe grows abhorrent
The sea wolves drink
To excess
Away they slink
Too drunk to think
Or assess
Their numbers shrink
Confusion strikes back aboard
Suspicions, rumors, and conspiracies
Form from fear and discord
Swelling the beguilement of piracies
On the morrow when the sun hangs high
Lucid thoughts, bottles dry
The crew decides among their fates
To find their missing mates
Dense and distant grows the forest
Before long more are lost
The rest return in deep despair
Leave upon their corsair
Missing crewmates have been gathered
Prisoners of the savage tribe
Rooster blood on faces slathered
Rejecting all attempted bribes
Pounding drums lead ritual dance
Waiving torches, echoing chants
Silence falls the shaman entrance
Selecting hunters he enchants
Deep in the trees
With no swords
All weapons seized
The pirate’s pleas
Go ignored
Forced on their knees
Shaman decrees
Nectar poured
Smashing berries
Wolves of the seas
Still implored
Rising stymies
Escapes are rarely ever made
However surely intangible
Other perils lie beyond the glade
But none worse than the tribe of cannibals
In cryptic tongue the shaman speaks
Then in turn they repeat
Upon a potion the hunters drink
Hung on necks flowered links
Setting free the captives scatter
Thickets through feet stagger
Stoically the hunters abide
Giving game chance to hide
Few ever survive the ritual hunt
Unmatched in speed the hunters gained
Approaching fast despite their leads
Fallen found the pirates sprained
Ignoring captives hopeless pleads
Mercy and compassion lacking
Devoted to a creed they serve
Impassive as bodies hacking
A fate these pirates not deserved
Few ever survive the ritual hunt
Few ever survive the night
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8. |
Through the Woods
04:50
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Through the woods a lost man walks
Behind bushes a lone wolf stalks
On this dreaded night
The full moon’s shining bright
As the man wanders
The wolf begin to hunger
With a crack of thunder
The man is taken under
The wolf attacks
The man draws back
Only after being bit
Does the man win by clubbing it
A month later when all is well
He views the blood red moon
Fur grows and the man yell
The next morning the town lies in ruins
When he emerges from the rubble
Realizing he created all this trouble
He goes into hiding
But the inner beast is biding
Casting himself into exile
For becoming so vile
Forced to live his life accursed
Praying it won’t get any worse
In the night
Full moon bright
I divide
Woods forlorn
Clothing torn
I transform
Claws quicken
Fur thickens
Fangs sharpen
Through the woods an old man walks
Behind his soul a werewolf stalks
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9. |
Screams of the Oskorei
06:19
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Charging from the helm of the oskorei
Upon windy tides doth he ride
Diving at his game from the moonlit sky
Hear their war cries before you die
A black mass looms
From the abysmal sky
Conquerors of the clouds,
The oskorei
Each pale and gray
Covered in clout
Seizing their prey
With riotous routs
Oh, Wild Night Hunter,
Abductor of those who traverse the hinterlands by the moon light’s touch.
Only ye knoweth the true fates of these unwitting wanderers.
I bid to thee to carry out thy raids with increased haste, ferocity, and consistency.
And while ye driveth thou horde through the starry abyss,
The wolves shall howl in honor of their patched-eye commander
A dissonant offering to the Master of the Wild Hunt
Mounting their assault on the unwarry
Two black ravens fluster and fly
Followed by hordes of screaming valkyrie
Driving down from cloud covered skies
A deadly drove of
Phantom maidens fair
Ride through the clouds
With sword and spear
Led by he who mounts
An eight-legged steed
Lunging forth with
A sharpened stampede
Charging from the helm of the oskorei
Upon windy tides doth he ride
Diving at his game from the moonlit sky
Hear their war cries just before you die
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10. |
The Sacrifice
07:33
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Why we live today
For the reason we die tomorrow?
A greater place awaits,
Or so is said for our sorrow.
Why only a single god we follow?
I do not know,
But Satan lives and wallows
And for Him, the goat’s blood I swallow.
As I kill the virgin
I feel the conversion
The bloody athane on the floor
I can’t believe what I just did
But it felt so good I want it more
And then I see the kid
But I stop myself and wait for next week
I cannot be greedy for that which I seek
The next week comes
And we gather again
The forest fills with occultist hums
Fire starts on the cross’s stem
The kid has grown
And now worthy of a sacrifice
Spread upon the altar of stone
Consciously defying christ
Covered in blood, lying dead
On the wall, I hang its head
With this transformation complete
Against all christians I vow to compete
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11. |
Nocturnal Crusade
05:35
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Skeletal legions and mounted phantoms.
March to the hymns of nocturnal anthems.
Scouting specters seek souls that shall succumb.
Liches enchant ghouls and fiends in thralldom.
Scores of soaring demons lead the crusade
Obeying their master's wishes to raid.
Defiling each church the legions invade.
Fortifying each site with haunting shades.
Necromantic lust -
Growing their hordes with each assault.
Retribution's just -
Ancient vengeance shall never halt.
Millennia of enemies unite.
Destroying all that is holy and right.
Wolves howl at Christianity's blight
This dark army shall return every night.
Necromantic lust -
Growing their hordes with each assault.
Retribution's just -
Ancient vengeance shall never halt.
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Lord of Horns' solo project inspired by classic Black Metal of the late 80's and early 90's with themes of dark fantasy and horror.
For fans of Emperor, Burzum, Carpathian Forest, Dissection, Satyricon, and Darkthrone.
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