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Nocturnal - Serpent Death

by Dying Victims Productions

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deep in the tower of the snake candles and torches light the dark a ceremonial gathering devoted to the serpent god human offering ready to meet her fate naked, kneeling in trance swaying to the sound of obscure tunes yet not prepared for the horror to come from the heart of Zamora rising temple of terror down in the tower of the snake unholy spells damnation awakes hail the cult of Thulsa Doom heresy, death and gloom awaiting the command of the priest chosen to meet the hallowed priest unaware for the terror that awaits down the sacrificial pit lies your grave jump in the deep cracking bursting bones unable to move, unable to crawl scream out loud in painful agony watching your fate, lurking near staring into soulless eyes giant serpent arise silent taking aim no mercy for it´s prey violent embracing until your chest is breaking deadly fangs like knives blazing fast they strike your spirit fades with your last breath hell awaits serpent death serpent terror serpent wrath serpent horror serpent death death death death death death
hammered to the cross burning at the stake the witches curse a spell to... escape... from terminal death taken back to life black blood turns red escape the other side from terminal death not sure if alive or awake ‘cause your skull is filled with snakes not sure if alive or in shock everything around covered in blood why you smell a pungent stench? from where comes all the blood you’re drenched? from as far as I can tell you just escaped eternal hell impaled on the field hanged under a tree the wizards words a spell to... ...escape from terminal death awaken in a graveyard hole separated flesh from soul separated soul from flesh trapped between life and death
a shape of terror, so far unseen bombs are burning away your skin lethal aggression you’re suffocated by black steam when you realize, its not a dream total devastation facing total death armoured angels fly tons of steel will clash beneath a steel sky iron eagles kill doomsday is fulfilled everyone will die beneath a steel sky at the horizon relentless fire the flames swallow a distant spire black clouds and thunder roar over the land extermination in their hands march of terror
a mortal victim has been given to summon the sons of hell terror, death and destruction ruthless... ready... to strike on command speeding on flamespitting engines sulphur and gas poison the air earpiercing noise breaks the silence the disciples of death - beware ! eerie, faceless mercenaries hired to crush, kill and destroy blade-wielding conjurers of fire hellraisers from far beyond inside a vortex of steel flesh ripped from bone within a whirlwind of fire body parts from the soul circling the prey in motion bloodspraying has just begun slaying, stabbing and burning ‘til the evil deed is done
the dark arts will reign over an ethereal domain witchcraft and heresy make them bleed they will suffer endless pain when they confess their sins thousands of angels slain the massacre begins the innocent and proud the holy and devout servants of the light dragged in eternal night down the left hand path we tear down their shrines with Satans power, serpents wrath we impure the divine tears of blood are falling from the skies sharp spears fly for angels to die red spheres appear ‘cause heaven is bleeding thunderstorms over bloodred skies thousands of angels die demon hordes appear over a bleeding heaven broken wings and broken dreams through clouds blood streams endless acts of cruelty onslaught of blasphemy slayers of christian pride creatures from beyond no damn chance to hide the devil‘s force has spawned raiding astral plains angels whipped with chains kicked to death and fucked now the clouds spit blood screaming celestial weep nowhere to escape they lost their purity heavens soil got raped
denizen of morbid depths blackened warlord rise from death evocation from beyond instigate the fallen sun conjuring the formless one obscure perverter of the son fly on wings blasphemic fiend vaporize the mongrel creed all to crawl – none to stand smothered by – damnator's hand pretender to the leader's throne manifested epitome apostate to the wolven soul salivating broken bone tendons of the universe give way before tormentor's curse sodomizing lightning strike perforate the jackal's hide clawing out from astral tombs severing the cosmic roots Eden's plains to fall to dust mortifying rapist lust sanctimonious entity clambering up the baptistery icons drip with foul decay drown in oceans of dismay
into the wastelands once they got sent hidden in the fog they are awaiting the lunar ecplise a dangerous meeting behind the mountains veil when the moon fades into black malevolence returns a force of thirteen damned by their master to return what belongs to him and spread his wings of hate thirteen when counted unleashed and not to tame thirteen swords point to the sky while lightning strikes again a gathering of shadows loyalty profound a circle of thirteen summon death a gathering of shadows damned to hell and far beyond a circle of thirteen preaching death while awaiting the final command tied on the altar a pure and virgin soul stabbed in the back, drenched in blood cursed for eternity delivered to the devil her spiritual remains flesh for the hounds on wooden soil and bones to ashes blown to dust
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father of all grief who let us undergo our darkest anew innocence is mistruth there won´t be salvation we‘re all doomed drink from my bleeding mind feast on my soul drag me out of the light feed me with torture again and again bathe me in shame and drive me insane void dweller drown us in blackness endlessly punisher sorrow, pain and misery castigator suffering for our sins agonizer hope ends, where the moaning begins ruler of the deep engulf them spit them right into hell no absolution awaits we are all guilty sentenced to burn bearer of black fire burn depraved souls, eternally celebrate our fall reach delight in the decay of us all
seems this battle lasts forevermore can´t remember what they‘re fighting for got promised a fast glorious war instead got fear, terror and gore forgot which side is good or bad thousands of comrades now lie dead suppressive fire, artillery relentless war machinery detonations rage like thunder as grenades torn bodies asunder they sky turned grey the field turned black shellfire formed a barren land trapped in the trench orientations gone the reaper takes ‘em one by one bullets fly above their heads no escape from the maze of death stand among corpses almost deceased nurture for the worms to feast men swallowed by rain and by mud mixed with vomit, dirt and blood explosions gas, non-stop vibrations nerve damage, lung irritations never felt that lost before this nightmare won‘t stop nevermore the cannons blasting ever on countless hours until dawn victory of great illusion shellshocked men lost in confusion soon their names shall be forgotten killed in action, lost and rotten by the battlefield entombed by a remorseless war consumed
proud and brave there we stand blooddrenched weaponry at hand spears of steel towards the sky on the field to raise our banner high we will make their mothers cry what‘s said to be dead can‘t die we swing the axe to split skulls and bones it‘s our time to conquer the iron throne demonic forces hordes of chaos a thousand voices scream our name hear the drums of agony how they smash this poser breed we claim back what once was ours spreading terror spreading death axes, swords and shields will clash many will fall, the chosen few will stand ...until the end! we swing the axe to split skulls and bones it‘s our time to conquer the iron throne WE SWING THE AXE TO SPLIT SKULLS AND BONES IT´s OUR TIME TO CONQUER THE IRONE THRONE !


DYING VICTIMS PRODUCTIONS is proud to present the long-awaited fourth album of Germany’s NOCTURNAL, Serpent Death, on CD, vinyl LP and music cassette formats.

A veritable institution, NOCTURNAL have been flying the flag of hate and inciting a riot of violence since the year 2000. Helmed by founding guitarist Avenger (whose other credits are far too vast to list here), NOCTURNAL set about their prolific course with a flurry of demo tapes and splits with the likes of Nunslaughter, Vomitor, Bestial Mockery, and Toxic Holocaust among others, all culminating in their momentous Arrival of the Carnivore debut album in 2005. Back then, hailing the old Teutonic gods of thrash – namely the “Big Three” of Sodom, Kreator, and Destruction, but not withstanding Deathrow, Assassin, Exumer, Darkness, Violent Force, and Necronomicon as well as Razor and early Sepultura abroad – was rather unfashionable, but it was NOCTURNAL who had the last laugh, as the second worldwide thrash resurgence was about to begin, and there they stood, undaunted and defiant.

Thereafter, NOCTURNAL continued to honor the old underground ways with another flurry splits and vinyl EPs, before second LP Violent Revenge arrived in 2009. Thus far, NOCTURNAL’s albums were more finely honed and better-produced expressions of those prolific UG releases, and they kept apace with that schematic through the release of their third LP, Storming Evil, in 2014. By then, lineup troubles had begun to plague the band and slow their momentum, and thereafter was all quiet on the Western front. But at long last, the ultimate revenge arrives with Serpent Death!

As aptly titled as any NOCTURNAL full-length so far, Serpent Death slithers and strikes with a venomous menace. Arguably the band’s best-produced as well as best-played record to date, Serpent Death loses not an ounce of power and poignancy; if anything, NOCTURNAL sound more energetic than ever, revitalized and ripping and defying their seemingly advanced age. Whereas the preceding Storming Evil perhaps leaned too much on the cleaner side of things, Serpent Death is robustly analog, flexing both muscle and clarity, all while remaining steadfastly analog. Further, there’s more (but subtle) twists in the songwriting and dynamics, evincing an ageless metal wisdom whilst not sacrificing any urgency in the process. Avenger, as always, is an absolute riff-machine, firing off memorable lines right and left, but he’s more-than-ably backed up by a blood-red-vital rhythm section in bassist Incinerator and drummer John Berry. New vocalist Invoker has a rougher and more hollering voice, perfectly suited for these classic metal-inclined tunes. So, less “sharp” pure thrash and more “warmer” traditional metal: it’s a trade-off that pays in spades on Serpent Death.

Timeless, eternal, both behind the times and ahead of ‘em – there’s few bands with a body of work quite like NOCTURNAL. Even if it’s another five-plus years between albums, Serpent Death handily satisfies with a sound that’s so old, it’s new!


released August 27, 2021


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DYING VICTIMS PRODUCTIONS is a German underground heavy metal label that unleashes all sorts of metal. DVP is always on the lookout for newcomers as well as established acts.

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