Dawn of the White Rune
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Far from the light of god and the eyes of men Beyond the shadows of the frozen mountains Surrounded by the stench of death Bathing in crimson moonlight a fortress no man dares to enter The Iron claws of Satan watch upon his throne deep within the blackened chamber The screams cut through the night Filling our minds with torment within secluded fortress drowned in incense and candlelight Scriptures of ancient dried blood and symbols of lost civilizations Eerie energy arises from within
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
The cry of white spirits For years kept in chains As the darkness surrounds us and all is turning into dust I know the time has come for us to light From the North we came with hate Now behold the one Now witness the burning wrath Through the chaos we ride Slicing through the inferno Silent death patiently awaiting on the hill underneath the winter skies I see the white rune rising The call of fate that's knocking on our door I see death in the horizon The hungry beasts that always crave for more We hear the call through the fabric of time In the hour of need we shall rise By the power of the mighty white rune I call upon the icy fist of north To strike down the enemies lighting the path to victory Reclaiming what is ours We are the scythe of death A path laid in blood and guts we meet again in the white wild light
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Hardened by the killing fields Baptised by the blood of weak Crushing skulls with raging fury Judge of death and pains grand jury Infernal soulstorm raping the holy land Eternal soulstorm raping the holy land Mass graves to be filled by corpses Bodies bent into his iron will Broken bones and twisted limbs Peace stands battered with broken wings And as the flames of wrath Swallow all that you held dear The path of hate we carve keeps digging further into your hearts and percing all the way through to what past generations built Now reduced into mere ashes And twitching pathetic corpses
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Black wings of night are spearing wide as the shadows turn into the night The final rays of dying light are fading growing weaker The hour of hunt is shortly here when the daylight slowly disappears Torches defy the dark that has been reborn Many men tonight will be torn Surrounded by unholy our silver blades await We know our time is short and soon it's far too late How far from here to reach my time I see the sun soon dead in crimson light And when I'm gone Thy will be done As I await death at sundown The mark of the beast within our veins purest of blood of the chosen few The hunter that lives inside us all awakes when the moon is full The cold winter light that pierces deep we rip the cattle and the sheep All towns will burn and fields ablaze You all shall bow down to his name When the night is falling the curse of moon is calling Out from the shadows we will strike towards the weakened fools Life essence from your veins flows to the path you laid and with no mercy plenty dirty corpses shred to pieces
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Waiting restless in the battles eve Dreaming of the war to come of the streams of blood that flow in the battlefields And the cries of pain of the filthy honourless rats The Infinite strength of Satan Guides his sharpened blade A sword that has seen many men fall and it still thirsts for more Basking in the glory of the raging inferno and the feeling it builds deep within Excelling in the art of murder Plunging deeper into the fields of death Six-pointed stars crushed beneath the steel the feet of armies marching forth With every single breath and heartbeat submitting mind and soul to war Know that the smell of death fills their lungs with fear of what's to come Haere among the echoes of torment to feed on death and the ones to fear the end Know what the smell of death fills their lungs with fear of what's to come
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
My hatred for mankind is growing deeper still I'm a prisoner of my loneliness inside these castle walls Ours is the blood of life, a pain that I inflict The age of man is drawing to a close into battle we shall ride Cold is the light of the moon as the hordes of dead carry on I see myself cold and dying as this earth answers without you They all will feel my wrath Crimson lament that paves my path To the end of the age of man Into hell they all be damned A voice from the roaring moon calls for the battle hordes Glowing eyes that fill the night a promise of the pain When the night was bright of horror and the world was captive under the curse We race towards the open wound as life comes to it's final dusk
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
There was a void a void of total silence Time stood still as the world awaited Cracks in the sky already forming Mountains stoic stood in anticipation With their eyes wide open and mouths wired shut They all knew what was to come A Fate worse than death a world abandoned of all hope and honor Laid on the altar as a sacrifice Now gaze into the void and hear the cries of loss of the regret and repressed feebleness Madness fills the air impaling their weak hearts Men lost within these halls of despair and defeat The tainted blood that flows within your veins The broken spines of so called men To torn out eyes that could never see The strength you lacked when cries for help echoed beyond Fool! Kneel! Kneel! Kneel on the altar of defeat! The cracks in the sky form deeper still as the void fills with blinding light With a screeching chorus of hellish screams the sky cracks open
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
With a screeching chorus of hellish screams the sky cracks open Pieces shatter upon the mountains once so proud Infernal roar turns the page to our last chapter Eighteen soiled claws rain upon the earth below Foul spell of the ravenous one Thy has been done Torn kingdom come The scum that decide your fate always reap the rewards Twentysix heads with nine horns in gold ablaze The maw of the gematrian beast gapes with it's foul stench of death The charred remains of glory and honor long lost A New order begins and all sense ends Kneel! Kneel on the altar of defeat
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026