Helcult

by Fenrismaw

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released 18 August 2013

Produced by Rick Birmingham. Artwork by Jakub Nadrowski, Erin Keegan, and Rachel Jacob. Logo by Christophe Szpajdel.

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Track Name: Legacy in Ashes
Eradication
Total Destruction
Malediction ripped from bloated tongues
Empowered through torment and drenched in death
I have fed on the pyres burning high
Consuming ash and blood, I am given life
And stand erect, a horse-skulled god of ruin
In the light of ancient devils and promising darkness and death
I foretell death

The Death God Baelyg lifts his spear
Over a burning church and sets his wolves free
I hear the sound of grim wardrums crash
I see, heaven’s kingdom turned to ash
Aesir , Vanir, Wargods Rise! Thursar Jotnar, Helvaettir!

The bleeding nazarene’s light withers and dies
His crushed angelic hosts fall from the sky
And as the last saint’s idol is stomped into the ground
The bastard son of god, forever uncrowned
Burn! Burn! Burn!
Let them burn! Burn in heathen fire
Man, Woman, Child, Burn them
Cross bearing cowards
He melts the flesh from their bones in Muspell fire
The black one wields the corpse god’s sun
Will you know more about the curse I tell?
From spear gods hall to sheep gods flock
Burn! I see them burn!
They all will die!
And when their legacy is a mountain of shard and broken bones
Then we will have peace
Track Name: Reign of Plagues
Arise thy Ancient Ones, Oh Nightmares from forgotten times!
Bring the age of blasphemies made flesh.
Through the gates of night we invoke the final darkness,
over a dying world.
The Reign of Plagues has begun.

Corrupting the land, all life.
Desecrate the pure.
Devoured, decayed, destroyed.
Rip this world apart.

Ruins built on the lies now crumble into despair.
The Ancient Powers forgotten and ravenous,
Vomit forth untold pain, and on it set their thrones.
All life dies. Purified through Hel.
All life dies. Purified through Hel

Decayed swollen voices, wailing, screaming-
Praise the Lord of Death!
Now rise! Set now thy kingdom!
As ruins, let what has become.
Let sickness be thy legacy.
Ruined. Fetid. Purified.

Reborn from the bloated womb of a desecrated world.
A doctrine of fevered madness. A world set ablaze.
Bursting from a cryptic age, there never was a divine.
Only the sleepless. Only dreamless dark.
Track Name: The Hanging Tree
Hail Cthonic Gods! Terrible Ones!
Ancient when the world was wrought, of Fire and Ice,
Hail the Sleepers of Sacred Barrows; those we've not forgotten! They wrought the pride of our forefathers.
Silent they wait, silent they stand!
Rise now in war! Hail final war!
Age of the Christian set to blaze.
The atrocities and lies of an impotent race,
blood on their hands is now repaid,
A sacrilegious plague; they preyed on righteous men
with forced repentance. Their sacrifice is now!

Carve through their flesh, rip out their veins.
Bring the priests to the hanging tree,
Screaming as we carve out their lying lungs!
Turisaz carved into every skull!
Hagalaz! Primordial wrath!
Their ribs splayed open, hanging from boughs.
Inverted crucifixion. Their sacrifice is now!

Spectral Cries. Funeral Pyres.
Honor not the hanged. Honor not the hanged.
Holy in it's decay!
Bloated, hanging corpses. A purified grove.
Honor not the hanged! Hail to the fallen!
Honor not the hanged! Hail to the Gods of War!
Gift of the dying. Veil ripped apart.
See thy lords kingdom.
Silent, black, cold.
Track Name: Jotunheim
I know a place outside of this world
Beneath the serpent, beyond the reach of gods
A black tunnel, it’s door facing north
Only the helblind, can see into its darkness

I’ve walked the roads that descend ‘neath roots and black soil
I have fucked the goddess whose labia is decay
But still I long to sink into the chaos
It’s calls for my name

‘you are Utgard…are lawless….are fateless
There are blacker pits than hel’
Visions tear at my dead eyes
Scenes more black and cold than the space ‘tween stars
And though I rot in hel’s embrace
I belong to the mighty Hrimthursar

Jotunheim
The Corpse-Gate stands open
Jotunheim
The gate to Oblivion
There lies the void of anticosmos
There wait the destroyers of gods
There dwell the dead
In Ironwood they call my name

I’ve crossed black oceans of poison mist and ancient rime
And came to a shore-line black with frozen gore
There the dragon gorges on the writhing dead
And night eternal laps against that shore-line

A forest of iron teeth and frozen black blood stands
In its shadows I hear the screams of gods
I give my soul to be devoured
By the frozen jaws and rabid hunger
Of the mighty Hrimthursar

Jotunheim
The Corpse-Gate stands open
Jotunheim
The gate to Oblivion
There lies the void of anticosmos
There wait the destroyers of gods
There dwell the dead
In Ironwood they call my name
Track Name: Evoking Jormungandr
Thor Spoke:
Cast into the pit
A severed head with horns as hooks
I offer the gift of death
To the son of Abomination
The bloated sky cracks,
And the blood of the ancient giant churns
In pestilent black waves
Sú er goð fjá,
Rise!

Rise, Great Serpent
In torrents of noxious death
Spew wrath beyond wrath,
And hate reborn from hate

Writhing God!
Shatter the Gates of Rán!
With an uncoiled spine collapse the space between worlds
Once again, and for the final time
So bring the end of Aesir,
The end of Eons

Rise! Crawl from the abyss
Jormungandr Rise!
Anticosmic wyrm
Ancient nemesis

Writhing God!
Seditious Thurswyrm!
Beyond the howling dark where no life dwells
I summon for the final time!
To bring the end of Aesir,
The end of Eons

Jormungandr Spoke:
I know the son of Corpse-Father
I know the Earth-born God
Who crushed the heart of Hrungnir
And set Thiazi’s eyes as stars;
But I am spawned from the Old One
Forged in Iron Wood
I am born of chaos
I am born of death
And Loki’s black seed

So I rise! To ascend with purging death!
A colossal black spear, scaled with 1000 voids
Impaling heaven, and crushing 9 worlds
Invoke the age of chaos
Evoke the age of Jormungandr
Jormungandr
Jormungandr

Thor Spoke:
Jormungandr Rise!
Track Name: Out of Amsvartnir
Wolf Age! Bringer of Ragnarok!
The stars blacken and die when I lift my head.
In the black swamp, I slept beneath the dead,
Enchained by Ancient Powers your world betrayed.
Your impotent prophets lied, Oh sons of a dying breed.
No Whore spawned travesties
Return
Of the Destroyer of Worlds.

(Chorus)
I will break my chains!
I'll rip the gates from heaven,
And redden them with the gore
Of Your White Christ!
There will be no light from heaven when the eternal winter comes,
Rot with your lies, rot with your Christ,
I'm terror your world forgot.

Woe to a world that forgot my name!
I am the Eater of Gods! So says Fenris Wolf
I am the Mouth to Hell! So says Fenris Wolf
I am Wrath of the Fallen! So says Fenris Wolf
I! The Ravenous One!

Nine worlds burn with the howling of the Wolf!

(Chorus)

I am the Beast! Chaos in monstrous form!
Harbinger of the end! Death to God and Man!
No more tomorrow! No more life!
All will die! All will die!
Track Name: Helcult
Here we stand, at the end of all things
No battle left unfought;
With warped weapons and a tattered flag,
We light the final torch

Forged in the underworld, through death we were given life
We took our name from Fenris’ mouth, and rose to swallow the sun

Helcult! We wrought our name in blood!
Helcult! Then rose to conquer all!
Helcult! Devouring the world trees roots!
Helcult! The black flame never dies!
Never dies!

We oathed in blood at forsaken shrines
To watch as heaven burns
Opening graves for black burial rites,
And summoned the lawless dark

We hunted prey with the Wolves of the North
And worshiped the Winter Gods
Return of Ancients and Hel unleashed
And left Yggdrasil to burn!

Forged in the underworld, through death we were given life
We took our name from Fenris’ mouth, and rose to swallow the sun

Helcult! We wrought our name in blood!
Helcult! Then rose to conquer all!
Helcult! Devouring the world trees roots!
Helcult! The black flame never dies!
Never dies!