Тексты песен MYSTIFIER

we are those from the empty birthplace and undead flock we are those who the arrival the stars foresee and dread we are those with the heart forged by black coal

he is the wicked man of shaven head the personification of evil never again will appear a man like him he is proud of himself and his disciples contemplate him i'm the master therion. 666. the

y black book of demon's doctrine writing in latin on fine paper and bound in leather my diabolic parchment with some cabalistic symbols, magic circles and sortileges my precious book which I use

i'm black as the night i'm black as the death i'm black as the other side of the moon i'm black as the darkness beware!!! i'm their shadows i'm the pulse of their heart

trois-echelles, charles ix's magician, was accused of witchery by inquisitors he confessed to the king that he given himself over to a demon who enable him to perform prodigies he asked to the k

a mind without religion the superiority in flesh without limitations or obstructions the way for immortality horror of the mysteries of the world nor all questions have answers believing without proo

cross your fingers, hold breath the omen is approaching knock on wood, shut up your mouth a misfortune will happen don't walking under a ladder, close your eyes the bad luck follows you avoid a

attack fire against fire, when your enemies attack you throw the first stone, before something hit you you well know that the best defence is the attack and shan't rest until hear the enemy'

in amazing and cold nightfall among megalithic monuments a neophyte is initiated in pagan religion the ritual of initiation of the novice to become member of the satanic cult it will be made by a hig

there are two ways according to the laws of the universe one starts when the another ends one is limited and the another is unlimited you just know the second passing through the first now between th

while the night falls a gloomy mist covers the earth the wild child will come to light the holy symbols tremble and the glitter of joy is sad the lord's son of evil soon will be among us antich

cursed to prowl in this world prisoners of the world creeping like worms in the desert blind by the wills the ambition restrains the human condition we have had more downs than ups in life tormented

The prologue at heaven the archangels, god and the devil The choir of archangels sing harmonic verses in glory of god But there's a dissonance among them The devil is going to talk with god about his