"The cold winds of mayhem squalls through the dark and deep forest brings the smell
of decayed flesh, intensifies this desire for murder. Cycle of werewolf... Hells wrath
spawn, this night of rape and blood, I was born in the light of the fullmoon and
baptised in the scared blood of the wolf. Cycle of werewolf... Blood ritual I draw..."Snner Av Den Fimbulvetr
"Der Hvor jorden er evig kald, og deres hemelighetr gjemmes i de dype skoger, de mrke
skyer dras ned i den evig undergan lynets lyd slr mot en blodig himmel vinden fra
nord tar, med seg vr blasfemi til hel's distre rike, jeg vet at du oss ser, oh mor av de
mrke tider! Jeg vet at din makt er grenselse undergangen opptar din morke kraft..."Warlock
"I have drunk the smelly christian blood of one thousand pregnant women, twisted their
pitiful lifes and their souls in order to burst in the nothingness. All that I touch and
contemplate must slowly perish in suffering,I am the wizard born from a blazing coal,
inhabiting the tombs of the human kind!... No prayer can save you, the nights are too..."|
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