Denial Of God The Horrors of Satan 1. The Coming We have come to kill the living. Sacrifice your children in the name of the Devil and trample the cross. We will haunt your minds and distort your reality. Forever. 2. The Curse of the Witch A Day in August Mina Rice was Picking Belladonnas as she Heard the Cries of a Crowd coming Then she knew her Time had come She didn’t even try to run ‘Cause she knew it was too late No matter what they would do The Dark was sure to make them pay Soon they found her and stopped shouting A new Victim for their Trials Was it her Fault that the Clayton Family’s Child died of Fever? Yes, it was, but nobody knew Nor did anybody care But they surely found their Scapegoat Mina Rice was dragged away in Chains You could not see on her Face that Her Life had come to an End She wept no Tears, what a strange Girl Covered in Beauty yet so mysterious From her Cell you soon could hear her Sing her lonely Songs of Twilight A Fire should light up the Landscape And so she was dragged to the Stake to burn… Dragged to the Stake there to burn in the Moonlight Satan’s Disciple to die on this Night A Crowd of (Frightened) Cowards screaming out against her “Let the Devil burn your Soul in Hell for all Eternity!… Eternity… Eternity… Eternity…” The Stake caught Fire and lit up the dark Night And knowing that someone saw it from the other Side Her once purple Eyes turned as black as a Raven She screamed out a Curse that should haunt them in all Eternity… Eternity… Eternity… Eternally! (And the Witch spoke:) “Oh, who are you – Mere Mortals and Disciples of God! Is it not known to you who my Father is? I shall come back bringing with me the Legions of Hell And haunt each and everyone of you till there is no one left!” And so she did (Music: Azter. Lyrics: Ustumallagam & Azter) 3. The Witch - Now a Restless Spirit Outside the Village all is still now The Villagers have all gone home to their Beds And are sound asleep Resting safely and righteous behind their locked Doors painted with Crosses now that another Witch is burned Everything is silent and nothing remains of the Witch Except for the Ashes and the Embers now dying But the Wind has started to blow and if you listen carefully You will hear the Laughter of the Witch resound in the Wind For there is her Spirit now, revengeful and restless… Waiting to return... 4. The Book of Oiufael “Hic documento esse: Non quom res sic librum legere, quoniam is inhumanitam requiererit. Animo delicatus ipsum prohibendus longius progredi.” Written in ancient France Open only if you dare Reading ends up in a Trance Beyond all Nightmares The Book of Armageddon Was written by human Hand It summons ferocious Demons Who will torture and enchant Yellow Letters capture your Eyes Open up for the Demon’s Flight (Chorus:) Oiufael – Diabole Natus! Lord of the Dark and the Evil Oiufael – The King of Demons Soon you will greet his Arrival Dusty Pages hypnotize you Your Mind goes out of Control Demonic Dolls of human Flesh Have come to fetch your Soul Floating Demons with lustful Eyes Stare at you when you look Oiufael, the one who waits His Face stares out of the Book Tonight you set his Servants free To haunt us for Eternity (Chorus:) Oiufael – Diabole Natus! Lord of the Dark and the Evil Oiufael – The King of Demons Tonight you greet his Arrival Read on… Armageddon will come “Assecutus sum quod volui!” (Music: Azter. Lyrics: Ustumallagam) 5. Cycle of the Wolf Twilight Hour, my Time has come The Sun chased away by the Moon There is a Curse upon my Soul And the Night is coming soon The Fullmoon Light reflects in the Mirror Where my pale Face does change A Transformation from Man to Beast So grotesque and strange… But Real…! The Fullmoon is cursing me above my Head With it’s cold silvery Eye To cross my Path this Night is what you dread By wolfen Claws you are gonna die I prowl these Paths at Night again and again As the gruesome Beast I have become They all were harmless Victims of my Shame But tonight you are my chosen one Can’t you see me, an endless Nightmare Cursing the white Moon above Can’t you hear me, feel my cold Stare Damned to kill the one I love Can’t you hear me in the damned Glare Of the Moon hiding the Truth Can’t you see me, an endless Nightmare The cursed Cycle of the Wolf Adoring you since Childhood Would never cause you Pain But tonight I am out prowling Out to rip your Veins Haunting in these foggy Woods Sensing your warm Breath Want to hold you close to me Still causing senseless Death Slowly you are approaching me I stare into your Eyes Staring in your now pale Face Don’t think you recognize The one you loved, the one you cursed The one you left behind And this Night in the foggy Woods No one hears your Cries No one hears your fucking Cries… (Music: Azter. Lyrics: Azter & Ustumallagam. April 2001) 6. The Iron Gibbet Here I hang for you to see You laugh but feared the living me You spit at me as you pass by Hear the Victims’ echoing Cries I took their Lives and you took mine Fair, one could say, I committed a Crime But one Day I hope to return To teach you Fear and you will learn Will I roam at Night to find Revenge? A Night that will be bloody drenched Will it be filled with hundred Cries? One for each Soul that dies Will my bony Hand rule this Place? Will Death rear it’s rotting Face? The Village Streets be soaked in red With bloody Sculptures of severed Heads? (Chorus:) My Eyes are gone yet still I stare With empty Sockets so cold, beware My Flesh it falls from my Bones The iron Gibbet, my final Home Mummified I hang alone Crumbling skin and clanging Bones My Laughter resounds in the Wind Forgive me not for I have sinned Gallow Hill, the Darkness surrounds My Mouth it screams without a Sound The Fools they stare, I feel their Fear I will remain for many Years (Chorus:) My Eyes are gone yet still I stare With empty Sockets so cold, beware My Flesh it falls from my Bones The iron Gibbet, my final Home Can you hear me? I am coming… 7. A Night in Transylvania A Night in Transylvania became the Night for me I ended my mortal Life to join the One Now my Corpse lies there for all to see They wait for the Night for the Rite that must be done Countless are the Legends in this dark Land A horrible Fate is said to await those who die by their own Hands Infernal Torment, restless Souls in Hell’s Fire My sacred Suicide, the Birth of a Vampyre People full of Fright, wailing in the Night Nocturnal Horror, there will be more… Hear them mourn… Carefully they bury me in a shallow Grave My Gravestone has my Destiny engraved It’s getting dark now… I rise from my Grave… To haunt… And drink your Blood… Tomorrow they will go to find my Grave… Disturbed… But, they will never find my Corpse… I will be dwelling in my carefully prepared Coffin… Deep in the Mountains of Transylvania… (Solo) They would have severed my Head To avoid me from joining The Great Undead The one who all here fear The one whose Corpse disappeared Like mine… In a Night in Transylvania… (Music & lyrics: Azter 07.94) 8. To the Devil 9. The Horrors of Satan This foggy Night belongs to us... See our Faces when the Lightning strikes A gruesome Nightmare coming real tonight The living Dead shall stalk this cursed Place Black Coffins open, Blood is what we crave The Undead hunger for your Soul Vampires thirsting for your Blood Grey is the Skin, so are the Bones Our Graves were the Soil and the Mud (chorus:) We are the Horrors of Satan The Children of the Mighty Undead We are the Horrors of Satan Bloodthirsty Ghouls that find no Rest Lycanthropic Shadows howl their Warning Bewitched Souls, Pentagrams are forming Corpses march towards the Living they are forced To once again find the Life they lost Thin Arms of the Trees try to catch your Soul They come alive as Crosses fall, their Touch is cold Their Eyes are glowing bloody red in this Night On Souls they feed, damned in Pain, a fearsome Sight (chorus:) We are the Horrors of Satan The Children of the Mighty Undead We are the Horrors of Satan Bloodthirsty Ghouls that find no Rest Grey Ghosts rise, eight Feet tall Voices sing from bottomless Wells We will never find our Rest We are forever damned to Hell Witches ride their Broomsticks Gathering Goats and Bats Mixing poisonous Elixir Turning all Living into Rats The Orchestra of the Undead will play Their vicious Parts for the Dark A Homage paid to the Lord of this World Enchanting Tunes as black as Tar But...A Grave defiled shall be your Home Now sleep forever, in Pain you will dwell Your Soul is consumed as the Torture ends But...the Horrors of Satan will rise again... There can’t be no Rest!... (Music by Azter/Lyrics by Ustumallagam. Midnyte 23-24/07/98)