Black Metal

Lurking in the dark I see a shinny light is a powerful sphere which is lightening my path. She's my nocturnal princess Oh! Selene is my light in the blackened sky the fullmoon always rise. Delight us her bright sent to influence her childs is the strange effect, the moonlight in our minds. Mother moon, don't forget your childs.

Millions of fans follow their mark created of a deep and darkest will hate that come with all their fury over the stupid humanity. Forged in the darkest abyss their music comes to storm our minds they are the masters of the occultism who guide us in the land. Venom, Hellhammer, Bathory they marked our lives forever a strong troop of warriors, inspiration of the hordes. Influence of so much bands we got the legacy of the Gods always dressed in black spreading destruction.

Desde las comunas guerreros sin coraza descienden de los barrios con furia de batalla. Sin temor enfrentan sociedad y religión, guerra y barbarie dominan la nación. Chorus: Ríos de sangre, violencia en las calles. Humanos torturados, legado del pasado. Tortura, barbarie, muerte, Metal Medallo. Sistema, religión, aniquilación, Metal Medallo. Empuñando sus hachas y martillos de batalla, esquivando las balas y restos de metralla. Guerreros que surgen, invaden la ciudad, demonios que rugen, rebeldes sin piedad. Chorus. Campos de muerte, hedor pestilente, bombas, masacres, ¡tormento latente!