Welcome To Hell

Into The Fire

Fallen Angel

Blood For Blood

Seven Portals Of The Damned

Northern Sky

The Devil’s Flesh Parade

Here in the shadows where I rot,
Despair is carved in every thought.
My bones ache for the final sleep,
To sink into the chasm deep.
My sons, forgive what I became,
A wandering ghost consumed by shame.
I taste the ruin I have spun,
No hope, no light, no absolution.
For I am but a fractured shell,
A spirit trapped between two hells.
Madness claws and tears through me,
I kneel before the void I see.
I scream my anguish to the void,
But silence is the only voice.
I fight the urge to fall from grace,
To howl dark hymns of my disgrace.

We carve cathedrals out of pain,
Raise monuments of blood and chains,
Searching for freedom from sins we bred,
Before the darkness eats our heads.

Forgotten chords of cursed design,
I strike in vain to beg the divine.
But no god answers hollow cries —
Only demons whisper lies.
The empty prophets chant along,
Spreading their poisoned, ancient wrongs.
And now the shroud of night descends,
The clarion of doom begins.
So pray to music dark and vile,
Build shrines from grief in funeral style.
Fill your heart with every wound,
Let misery become your tune.
For god is gone from flesh and bone —
Salvation rots, you stand alone.
Haunted by its melody,
Only darkness sets you free…
Let it set you free.

We carve cathedrals out of pain,
Raise monuments of blood and chains,
Searching for freedom from sins we bred,
Before the darkness eats our heads.

Music my tormentor… (damn me)

We carve cathedrals out of pain,
Raise monuments of blood and chains,
Freedom is a corpse beneath the skin,
And we drown… in the darkness within.

Catacombs Of My Damnation

Dead Of The Night

Ass Finger

The Black Cross is a gothic metal band conjuring soundscapes steeped in darkness, mysticism, and cinematic intensity. Formed as a ritualistic union of heavy riffs, haunting melodies, and baroque aesthetics, the band blends elements of hard rock, doom, punk, and darkwave into a force both brutal and beautiful.

Led by frontman Michael on vocals and guitar, the five-member coven includes the enigmatic Lilith (synth & vocals), the shadowy axe-wielder Cain (rhythm guitar), brooding low-end guardian Malach (bass), and the fierce and relentless Abaddon (drums). Each member represents a different facet of the band’s occult-inspired persona.

Their debut album The Chapel of Shadows introduced a new liturgy of sonic storytelling — songs like Velvet Crucifix, The Seraphim Lie, and Darkness Is My Friend explore themes of sin, salvation, and the sacred in decay. With theatrical visuals, powerful live performances, and an ever-expanding mythology, The Black Cross is more than a band — it's a resurrection in sound.

Listen. Worship. Burn the silence.

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