Exultation of Cruelty (2024) Satanic Warmaster 🇫🇮 Finland

Ancient winds blow in the glory of rising tyranny
Majestic woods whisper the arrival of the unholy one
This will be the age of impalements and bloodshed
A praise of draconian rule and inhumanity

Fortress gates are broken open wide
With a thunderous roar
Of a violent flow of a river of blood
The cries of battle echo in the candlelit halls
When the bells of damnation chime

The conquered and trampled corpses
Hang on the citadel walls as effigies of cruelty
Drink the crimson offering of the dying victims
In the time of war and sacrifice

Worship the elegance of cruelty... Harken the bells of damnation

Drowned in thoughts of carnage
I seek the path through the dark
Into the sacrificial circle of death
Where the law of heaven is silenced

Violent bleeding of lacerated flesh
Like from the nails in the hands christ
A knife mutilates the innocent
The cries of the fallen haunt the dusk

Trumpeted by cries of pain and misery
The silent arrival of majesty death
The beauty of an unholy desire
In the mosaic of bones and blood

In blasphemous possession
Burning with the lust of the goat
Thundering with the dragon’s wrath
My eyes opened to the sight of blood...

Invoke the eternal wrath of darkness
And raise the hateful banner of death
To crush the herd of the weak
Under the weight of hell’s fist

As weeping turns into cries of torment
Blood stains the cerecloth
To dive into endless sleep of infernal dreams
With a poisoned dagger’s kiss

With the bloody remnants of human life
Torn into pieces in the fire of strife
A circle is drawn in consecration
Of death, total war and pure darkness

A forest of crucifixions
Where the wind of mourning whispers
And a mound of pale corpses
Emits a putrid reek of impurity

As the night awakens
We feast on entrails with lustrous eyes
Praise war and torture
And enter the black circle of death...

“Harken the Bells of Damnation”

Ancient winds blow in the glory of rising tyranny
Majestic woods whisper the arrival of the unholy one
This will be the age of impalements and bloodshed
A praise of draconian rule and inhumanity

Fortress gates are broken open wide
With a thunderous roar
Of a violent flow of a river of blood
The cries of battle echo in the candlelit halls
When the bells of damnation chime

The conquered and trampled corpses
Hang on the citadel walls as effigies of cruelty
Drink the crimson offering of the dying victims
In the time of war and sacrifice

Worship the elegance of cruelty... Harken the bells of damnation

“As Blood Snarls a Macabre Silhouette”

Drowned in thoughts of carnage
I seek the path through the dark
Into the sacrificial circle of death
Where the law of heaven is silenced

Violent bleeding of lacerated flesh
Like from the nails in the hands christ
A knife mutilates the innocent
The cries of the fallen haunt the dusk

Trumpeted by cries of pain and misery
The silent arrival of majesty death
The beauty of an unholy desire
In the mosaic of bones and blood

In blasphemous possession
Burning with the lust of the goat
Thundering with the dragon’s wrath
My eyes opened to the sight of blood...

“I Inhale the Cruelty of Winter’s Breath”

I stand alone in frozen silence
Beneath the shroud of winter’s blight
Awaiting the arrival of the glacial winds
The dismal breath of torment

In my heart as cold as the northwind
No thoughts of benevolence remain
As the trail leads further into darkness
The arctic empire devoid of life

Under the northern sky in moonlight
I kneel in the falling snow
After my lungs cough out graupel
I inhale the cruelty of winter’s breath

Under the cloak of the final winter
At the foretold hour of nightfall
I burrow into my tomb of ice
To await eternity...

instrumental

In the light of an infinity of stars
I wander through the ruins of a forgotten kingdom
Betrayed by existence and forsaken by reality
Bound by the chains of my eminence

As memories awaken in a mirror’s reflection
The thorns of the past pierce my heart
A triumphant path of contempt and sin
For the glory of my dominion

At the inexorable throne of my crimes
They shall crawl and weep
And each tear becomes a tragic orb
Glittering on the tapestry of the nightsky

Spheres that I deformed in my own image
Consume and stir the violent spite
And as the sun sinks into the twilight
I exhale the vapor of starlit tombs...

Behold the kingdom of the infernal fire
The land of the cruel majesty of war
See the barren landscape of despair
Where clouds of thunder roll over the ruins

In the mayhem of endless carnage’s nights
The black victory of death
As the kingdom of eternal sorrow
Slept on the arms of forever

The fallen archangel
Possessor of the command of the heavenly host
Call him the Devil or Satan
His children are sin and death

A black tower rises afar
In the ruins of that which once was life
I gaze into the eternity of darkness
And in the distance, I see the flames of Hell

And as I walked among the fires of hell
Delighted with the enjoyments of genius
Which to angels look like torment and insanity...

(Parts adopted from "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell" by William Blake, 1790)

Beneath an ashen sky... in the pouring rain
I stand and gloat upon a dying creation
As one by one the embers of life die out
And drift into an endless eclipse

Come, Armageddon’s winds of butchery
Let me taste the last drop of blood
Sink the sword into the core of the earth
And transfix the heart... cut open the veins

As a dead rose has fallen into a torrent of blood
That pours into the cavernous tomb
Of a world lost in the depths of the night…