Funeral Winds Koude Haat 1. When the Funeral Winds Cry for Revenge Black clouds suffocate the dying sun Darkness shall reign until the end of times Chaos and warfare dominate the earth When the funeral winds cry for revenge Revenge... Within the winds you can hear the warlords shriek Screaming for revenge Bringing death and terror over the mortals Winds of fury, winds of old Raging terror lies within Winds of truth, winds of death Mankind's destiny unfolds In the dark clouds that make the light disappear The shadows of the warlords can be seen Announcing the end of human existence When the funeral winds cry for revenge The ancient ones scourge the earth The end of all life Winds of fury, winds of old Raging terror lies within Winds of truth, winds of death Mankind's destiny unfolds 2. Soul Harvest On moonless nights we rise From tombs of ancient death Old souls of magic Spirits of forgotten knowledge Warlords of the old world (and) The abyssic beasts of hell On starless nights we gather In mystical crypts and secret shelter Sometimes in the open Or in endless woods of might Mostly untrodden by mortal man (Certainly) never in their presence In the absence of the plague called humanity The warlords raise their swords And the beasts of hell raise their claws Towards the deep dark sky Waiting for the infernal master to come Waiting for the unholy blessing to receive Waiting for the harvest to come On moonless nights we raise our swords Hungering for the blood to come On starless nights we raise our claws Grasping for the flesh to rip and tear Under the deep dark sky We praise the lord of darkness And prepare ourselves... For the harvest of human souls 3. Koude Haat Koude haat in onze aderen In onze ziel huist de ijzige blam der hel De naam van de vader, de zoon, de heilige geest Voor eeuwig verbannen uit onze lebens Verpletterd door het grootste kwaad... ... Koude haat Zwarte aderen van bevroren lava Ons lichaam dood maar functioneel Aanschouw het bleke gelaat van de ondode Fier staan wij als steen en ijs Onze ziel doordrenkt met koude haat Daar waar de ijzige blam der hel huist Kijk in de leegte van onze ogen Aanschouw de dood van het menselijk ras In de naam van Xul, bron van koude haat De legionen zullen wederkeren In de naam van Xul, bron van oneindige haat Het mensen ras zal sterben Koude haat... 4. Carnage in the Temple of Jeruzalem Desecration of the temple of Jerusalem When our master moves in The image of the beast is placed Abomination of desolation... "And for the overspreading of abominations He shall make the temples desolate..." When the Antichrist returns to life Blood will flow from the temple steps Painting the holy land red Carnage in the temple of Jerusalem Worship the abomination Kneel for the image of the beast Or your innards will decorate the temple floor Carnage in the name of our master Jerusalem will drown in holy blood 5. From the Depth of the Earth From the depth of the earth A dark shadow rose Darkening day into night Out of the abyss he rose Behold the dark majesty The mighty emperor Of the Kingdom Dolorous Underneath the grim face Of the shadow lord Came forth two mighty wings Fashioned like a bat's, Agitating them... A majestic wind Made its way out from him All froze before those winds Out of the frozen landscapes The dark majesty Towered from the ice, Breathing a heavy fog Embracing his earthly legions All kneel down For the lord of lords Warriors of the fallen one, Knights of the Morningstar "Go with the fiery winds of death... Take back what is mine And therefore yours" 6. The Wicked are the Wise It lay hidden for ages Covered with dust of old The veil is taken away And it can clearly be seen Revelation... The spirit of god is dead! Seven churches Burned to the ground Mysteries of the kingdom of god Unveiled... We are the wicked And we do understand We are the wise ones And denounce the dead spirit With the wisdom of our master We crush the Holy Ghost The lake of fire Will swallow the holy land Heaven and earth Pass away Resurrection of the wicked We shall rule again! The wicked are the wise Raised by the true father of men 7. Dawn of the Bestial Bloodshed I see black clouds devour the sun No place for the light In this powerful realm to come This dawn will once more show our might All our hearts are filled with Satanic pride As we slay the enemy Ancient forces again return But this time eternal For this is the dawn of the bestial bloodshed Streams of blood, infernal massacre The enemy defeated Wastelands of crushed human bones Our empire will last (Our empire will last) The heavenly powers have faded, A world in darkness It's us to whom the throne belongs Eternal praise and victory To the satanic elite For this is the dawn of the bestial bloodshed 8. The Beast Within Burning desire awakens the beast within Feel the diabolical blood raging through my veins Cold sharpened blade cuts my skin Pure blood flows under the full moon light My last sacrifice on earth... Carried by the winds of funeral The ravens call my name Eyes turn black as night As the soul enters the world below The void opens before me I enter the land of sin Reborn in full glory Blessed with the powers from below The beast within unleashed... The beast within 9. Raised by the Fury of the Ancient Ones From times of ancient glory We summon the spirit of our ancestors Breed of the darkest kind Raised by the fury of the ancient ones From those ancient times We summon the powers of our ancestors For we are their mighty descendants We will rise to claim what's ours To rule our mighty empire again For the glory of the ancient ones We will destroy the light and its servants Grotesque powers will be unleashed When we open the gate Raised by the fury of the ancient ones Raised by the fury of the ancient ones Raging chaos will conquer all Servants of the light will die in agony Our hatred feeded by immense evil Is the key to the gate of our mighty empire We shall rule the earth once more