Barathrum - Virgin Blood Spiller
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Barathrum - Virgin Blood Spiller
BARATHRUM “Eerie” Full-length album 1995 (‘Eerie shapes in the smoke of the incense like twisted faces in ethereal mirror’ = Finnish Ceremonial Black-Doom Occult Metal masterpiece. Heil Sova !!)
“Cemetery is dressed by the Darkness Fog embraces the tombstones Ghosts, spirits wake up from their graves To form their dancing circle Nocturnal dance of spirits of the dead Nocturnal dance on the graveyard Nocturnal dance under the pale moon Nocturnal dance of children of the night They sing and they dance 'Till morning twilight They will hide in their graves They wait next night”
https://nuclearwarnowproductions.bandcamp.com/album/eerie
BARATHRUM “Infernal”, CD 1996 (The third and best album from Demonos Sova & fiends. A true masterwork of Finnish Occult Black Metal. Heil Sova !)
1. The Night of the Demon Lord 2. The Blasphemer 3. Warmetal 4. Deliver a Battle 5. Death Is Saviour 6. Leaving the World of Mortals 7. Deadmarch 8. Ethereal Guest 9. Immortal Warrior 10. Demon Est Deus Inversus 11. Infernal
“Dread the end of summer On the blackest of all nights, The feast of Samhains waking In the mist of pagan rites. The sunlight now is waning As the undead walk the land. Tonight's chaos - no mortal understands... The festival of darkness Under red october moon The powers of black witchcraft In evil winds of ruin Demons ride the autumn sky In thunder clouds and rain The gasps of forlorn souls who live again. Dare walking this night, ye wanderer, Ye life and soul you'll loose ! When hunted by his jetblack hound, You'll surely meet your doom ! His eyes are burning red like fiery coal, His cape - his leathery wings ! His breath will sear your back like winds from hell”