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Cultes des Ghoules
Members | |
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Current | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Member(bands): Death like Mass, Sodality | |
Past | |
de Retz | Bass |
Member(bands): Bestial Raids, Doombringer, Venefices | |
Devil’s Kin | Drums |
Member(bands): Bestial Raids |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Rehearsal Tape | Demo | 2005 | Show album |
2 | Angel of Poison and Death | Demo | 2006 | Show album |
3 | Treading the Darker Paths | Demo | 2007 | Show album |
4 | Odd Spirituality | EP | 2007 | Show album |
5 | Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide... | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
6 | Conjurers of Archaic Powers | Split | 2009 | Show album |
7 | Ridden with Holy Grace / The Black Prophecy | Split | 2011 | Show album |
8 | Spectres over Transylvania | EP | 2011 | Show album |
9 | Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
10 | The Rise of Lucifer | EP | 2015 | Show album |
11 | Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
12 | Cultes des Ghoules / Sepulchral Zeal | Split | 2017 | Show album |
13 | Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths | Full-length | 2018 | Show album |
Rehearsal Tape
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | ||
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2. | Slaying the En-Soph | ||
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3. | The Essence of Possession | ||
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4. | Satanic Blood (Von cover) | ||
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Angel of Poison and Death
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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2006 | Independent | Cassette | Limited edition | |
2007 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | Cassette | Limited edition, Reissue | |
2011 | Societas Oculorum Arcanorum | CD | Limited edition, Digipak | |
September 21st, 2019 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | 12" vinyl | Limited edition | |
June 23rd, 2020 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Repress |
Members | |
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W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
18:40 |
Treading the Darker Paths
Members | |
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Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Treading the Darker Paths | 07:43 | Show lyrics |
The Devil has spoken to me on the night of a terrible sacrifice When the blackening fog filled the woods I went to the place where cold winds blow This is where the Dark Lord receives the offerings The night is near, coming out of Earth’s mouth Blurred shapes creep out of dark graves It’s the dead of the night Horrid visions of pain to come Take ghoulish forms Encircling me, tell me about wonders of Hell The Devil’s call I respond entering the cursed burial grounds I conjure the Evil from within with the power of death’s spell I taste the broken cry of an infant butchered I fuck its corpse, not yet cold Angels yelled in woe A ghastly spectre hovered above the tomb’s gate Free at last through this foul symbol of life’s denial Baptism of uncreation Moral foundations tainted I now arise in dark splendour Pain becomes joy My soul is raped no longer Pure malignant forces erect in me The darkness I become A power without end |
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2. | Supreme Black Illumination | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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15:12 |
Odd Spirituality
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 13th, 2007 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | T.P. 007 | 7" vinyl | Limited edition |
2007 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | Cassette | Limited edition, Promo | |
2010 | Morbid Jehovah Productions | Cassette | Limited edition | |
October 7th, 2018 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | 7" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue, Remastered |
Members | |
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Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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16:39 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 13th, 2008 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | CD | Limited edition | |
2008 | Independent | Cassette | Limited edition | |
2009 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 009 | Cassette | Limited edition |
2009 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 007 / F.O.T.A LP 011/DLP | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
April 18th, 2011 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 064 | CD | Reissue |
April 18th, 2011 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 064 | Digital | Bandcamp |
2013 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | CD | Limited edition, Reissue | |
December 11th, 2013 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 017 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Repress |
March 16th, 2014 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 017 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Repress |
November 24th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Conjurers of Archaic Powers
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 31st, 2009 | Enochian Tongues | Cassette | Limited edition | |
March 22nd, 2011 | Agonia Records | ARlp068 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Cultes des Ghoules | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Goat Tyrant | |
M.D. | Drums, Vocals |
W.W. | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
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Side A | |||
1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Glorious Evilution | 07:01 | Show lyrics |
Did you sweep us far from your grace, holy lord? Yes, we dared to explore hell We shaped into a stone this dark belief We suffered your sordid laws For too many years now May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That smothers the passion Go tell your tales of deceit The folk loves them so much We found our truth in horror We torment our flesh in search of enlightenment Gnosis of negativity, creative evil Ugliness is what inspires fiery minds May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That strangles the spirit Your son died for us We heard so A faithful dog I wish we saw the show The little child cried only once Dark oath of blood The deal is done There’s no return Unflinching, no sign of regret Contemplating the blissful self-affliction The Dark Lord has come To flagellate our souls |
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2. | Cultes des Ghoules - The View of an Open Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
An endless struggle Of men’s dual nature I am the one Who rejoices in the dark I admire... ...this beauty... The view of an open grave I crawl into the black hole Where death radiates Smells like the world This beautiful wound of the earth Is the triumph of God’s curse I admire... ...in silence... I seek comfort in decay |
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3. | Cultes des Ghoules - Maze of Coffins | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
Intoxicated with evil and hatred I penetrate the cold crypts In search for ties with the Sinister One My eyes burn with necrolust Shining apparitions with no eyes Lords of these old graves Grace me with their putrid breath Intoxicated with visions of death I penetrate the maze of coffins Putrid gems that hold The most terrifying mysteries Obsessed by the lust for obscurity I penetrate the depths of open graves To be at one with the Dark And rape what’s most precious in humanity Black sacrificial tomb I crawl towards it In necrotic trance The black hole of the open grave Inspires the demon within I breathe in the toxic death Shining apparitions with no eyes Drifting by my side Their presence inflame the night |
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Side B | |||
4. | Goat Tyrant - Intro | 01:21 | instrumental |
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5. | Goat Tyrant - Descend into Damnation | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Death... coldness... darkness Screams... whispers... eternal hate! Circle of tortures here awaits; Gates of no return are closed! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gleam... stench... lust The eyes... the fall... a tears Longing in the essence of our souls No ray of hope here exist! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gore!!!!! At the gates of grief... At the gates of mourning... |
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6. | Goat Tyrant - Peregrination Through Another Sphere | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Fukked up after 2 magical crystals I open My 7 eyes and rise on shining wings Through the sphere of golden equilibium Ruptured in stars purulence becoming the Inverted tree of razors pentacles Laugh of halfdemiurgical aspirations of Distorted being Necrotic voice chants silent it flows through Texture of my thoughts and rises From the finger of my left hand of the path It brings me the fear It brings me the laugh And it creeps From the pit of NO |
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7. | Goat Tyrant - ...From the Void | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Dark is the sky We crush out our teeth We tremble in fright We bleed with our light Dark is the sky Gloom and distant The world disappears Becoming a point Shapes and shreeds... ...of perdition flow through the Dark - have mercy for us! But there’s silence... ...of human’s tears; DEATHLIKE. |
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8. | Goat Tyrant - Outbreak of Pandemonic Revenge | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Living in fear Believe the lie Your end is near In fire you will die Distant cry Torment it brings Watch him fly On darkened wings Lord of hell Scourge made of fire Scythe of Doom Strength through denial Scream in pain Salvation is not Weak must die Left to rot Flames infernal Scorch the lands Hell eternal In victory stands |
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39:30 |
Ridden with Holy Grace / The Black Prophecy
Members | |
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Szron | |
Beherit | Guitars, Bass, Drums |
Demon | Vocals, Guitars |
Cultes des Ghoules | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Ridden with Holy Grace (Supreme Black Illumination Part II) | 08:10 | Show lyrics |
Malform me, torment me mute my joy, twist my sight, make my days as dark as night come demons, come devils feast on me, feast on me make me a symbol, tear me apart to abominations I offer my heart Primitive existence, superstitious secret fancies for the morbid prevail life put to no avail mind eaten by sickening myths ridden with holy grace and tales of tormentors corrupted lusts ablaze to the joy of false mentors Come, possess me, the demon’s power hate for the cross begins to flower the purity of heart you will deflower god, oh, please, see me from your (distant) tower I will walk the path of thorn hail me you who dared to scorn and doubted, and lived forlorn to the torment of failth may you be born Obscured reality unholy bestiality pain divine reason denied Before the redeemer will return lord, for thy glory I burn |
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Side B | |||
2. | Szron - The Black Prophecy | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
We are the vessels carrying inside the eternal black the black, that endarkens even your fearful yet calming thoughts of the wrath of the most ferocious gods and palpable hell and its sadistical torments It is really not the worst fate we shall bring upon yous pathetic creatures slaves to animal instincts procreation, consumption, defecation a disgrace yet amusing puppets created by some laughable god(s) ...We are coming The tentacles of the gruesome evil stretching out from the worlds beyond evil, that satan is just a small shard of Evil... Clutching life and strangling it slowly and deliberately savouring it coming away Perhaps you never realised perhaps you never learned perhaps you never will The sovereignty of that part of the energy an opposite consciousness opposite to all that makes it work for you how could you imbeciles think of it being just a warped part of the creator of your universe? We, the chosen ones, are only cast here as its prophets to announce it coming and awaken the servants at its table for the final feast |
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16:11 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 18th, 2011 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | UtSoG CD02 | CD | |
August 18th, 2011 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS MLP 019 | Digital | Bandcamp |
November 4th, 2011 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS MLP 019 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
June 13th, 2012 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 013 | Cassette | Limited edition |
August 21st, 2014 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS MLP 019 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors, Repress |
2016 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS MLP 019 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Repress |
March 2016 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | UtSoG CD02 | CD | Repress |
November 23rd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 27th, 2013 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | CD | Limited edition | |
2013 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 015 | Cassette | Limited edition |
April 2013 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 101 | CD | Limited edition |
April 16th, 2013 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 101 | Digital | Bandcamp |
April 28th, 2013 | Metalhit | Digital | ||
May 27th, 2013 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 099 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 2 colors |
October 2013 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 099 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Picture disc |
October 2013 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 099 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 2 colors, Repress |
May 2014 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 099 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Coloured, Repress |
July 2016 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 099 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Repress |
November 23rd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2017 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 101 | CD | Reissue, Repress |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
The Rise of Lucifer
Album versions
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May 25th, 2015 | Terratur Possessions | VOICE 048 | 10" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
June 21st, 2015 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | CD | ||
September 23rd, 2015 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 019 | Cassette | Limited edition |
November 26th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Guest/Session | |
M. | Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vatra i Sumpor | Artwork |
Mar.A | Artwork (additional) |
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1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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Side B | |||
2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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21:05 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 31st, 2016 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | UtSoG 2016 | 2CD | Digibook |
October 31st, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
November 25th, 2016 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 190 | 2CD | Digibook |
December 8th, 2016 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 021 | 2 cassettes | Limited edition |
February 8th, 2017 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 190 | 3 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Picture disc |
February 8th, 2017 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 190 | 3 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 4 colors |
February 24th, 2017 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 190 | Digital | Bandcamp |
May 29th, 2017 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 020 | 3 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
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Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:29 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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Disc 2 | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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28:03 |
Cultes des Ghoules / Sepulchral Zeal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 13th, 2017 | Malignant Voices | MV20 | 10" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
October 13th, 2017 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 022 | Cassette | Limited edition |
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1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Ageless Malediction | 07:21 | Show lyrics |
Master comes under many names But his sign we wear is one He’s the key to dangerous games And to wisdom brighter than the sun Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Master comes in various forms A snake, a fly or a fierce black dog What you love to fear is the one with horns Our power rises with coming of night and fog Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Woe to you the enemies of ancient lore Ours is the truth you shall never rest in peace Writhe under your laws that leave souls bleak and sore And we seal your superstitious fears with devil’s kiss What springs brightly from our devotion Is the power to set the elements in motion Demons mastered us in deceitful arts The unhallowed blood fuels our abyssal hearts What guides our steps on the path of no return Is the urge to rebel, kill, and burn From the shadows’ depths cold empty eyes stare Follow the voice sinister, those who dare Weaklings’ fear feeds the wrath of the Infernal We worship Him, that ageless intelligence eternal In this place,creep and foul Music comes with bark and howl Apparitions their dance began Saluting the great god Pan Hairy fiends and fauns and fairies An old legend their song carries Water nymphs of the brook The Deuce gave them bewitching look Dwarves and Kobolds form the circle of power Wolves announced the witching hour All in the name of the Infernal Ace We lay curse uoin the flawed race |
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Side B | |||
2. | Sepulchral Zeal - Saturnine Templar | 08:26 | Show lyrics |
Soils temple, hermitic monk In lotus seat and gleaming crown Omits simulacra of fatuousness CHOKMAH - key to holy death REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Saturnine templar An end to all beginning Astral conqueror Breath of the nouveau gleaming String rider’s journey Unto space eats time... Volcanic death sorcerer arise! Ascend to the pulpit of cosmos Carve psalms deep into nexus REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Thus see the nyght chylde Upon the mone trone Necromantic mysteries unfold Behold the eyes Of the torture born son For the BE That he Will Become |
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15:47 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 23rd, 2018 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
September 23rd, 2018 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 240 | CD | |
September 23rd, 2018 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS 240 | Digital | Bandcamp |
September 23rd, 2018 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 026 | Cassette | Limited edition |
September 23rd, 2018 | Under the Sign of Garazel Productions | CD | ||
October 31st, 2018 | Hells Headbangers Records | HELLS LP 240 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
October 31st, 2018 | Of Crawling Shadows Records | OCSR 026 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
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Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
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1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Angel of Poison and Death
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W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
18:40 |
Angel of Poison and Death
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W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
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1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
5. | Angel of Poison And Death | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
6. | Slaying the En-Soph | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
35:20 |
Angel of Poison and Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
18:40 |
Angel of Poison and Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
18:40 |
Angel of Poison and Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Serpent’s Curse Burns the Wound of Christ | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
From the fictitious greed of Judas. Streams venom of purification’s Serpent. Poisoned nucleus of salvation. The hangman’s semen is the Devil’s laugh. Show me this flesh. The unbeliever’s order. Hidden nazarenous grave. Shame us. Salvation. Nameless mystery of Death. The (cause of) martyr Death. Isn’t it Lucifer’s glance watching crucifixion through Iscariot? Aren’t these nails vengeance? And this spear - destiny? Nature of man is to flagellate messiah. Nature of humanity is to obey Satan’s will. Let blood from his side stream into the skull of Adam. Let corpse rot in the grave. And won’t hide behind the pearly gates. Cause our will became extermination. Of broken trinity of god with sound of burning angel’s wings. | |||
2. | Angel of Poison and Death | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Chaos, pitch black.. gives the impulse to attack. Down there, where no divine light shines.. Dwell the entities. The seed of human vices. The purity of hatred. Ageless serpent. Perfect.. in his negativity. So divine.. Internal microprosopus. Channeling hatred unto the masses. Enslaved by inverted Triad. Manifested through Shiva! The great black beast. Angel of Poison and Death. Horned Samael! United through the devils. Under the Sword. 777. In this microprosopus. | |||
3. | Slaying the En-Soph | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Through the seven guardians of divine luminescence. Below the triad of Kether. Chokmakh. Binah. The mouth of astral Lilith - calling. To the entrance.. of dungeons.. of darkness.. of Daath. The new beginning. The uncreation. Across the shells into god-hood. The number of 11 is the path of the dark divinity. In the black chaos of Destruction. Creation, devotion.. transformation. We create to destroy! While they unify with god. We slay the en-soph, and dive beyond this universe.. To transform into malignant Eden serpent. The lost spark from eyes of Adam Kadnion. Falling from christian god’s grace. Creating new entities - possessed. The temptation of christ. | |||
18:40 |
Odd Spirituality
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Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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Side B | |||
2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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16:39 |
Odd Spirituality
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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16:39 |
Odd Spirituality
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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Side B | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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16:39 |
Odd Spirituality
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Supreme Black Illumination | 08:18 | Show lyrics |
I curse my name Erasing from the book of life Kneeling before the new Lord He reveals to me through Daath Now He’s lurking in this flesh Lord of Depravation and Crimes Keeper of Divine Sins and the Great Devilry So if He demands So must be done For the roots of murder Dwell in me and He is His Gospels are heard through me In this moment of blackout I cannot look at His grace In mirror gateway Fear and humiliation Supreme Possession conquers this flesh Black Illumination blows my senses And even earthly memories are inside Black Flame fills the heart |
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Side B | |||
2. | Odd Spirituality | 08:21 | Show lyrics |
Bother me not with your smile I’m allergic to your kindness Please, spare me your holy rites The perversion of the soul My fetish is too fearful to behold The cult as sinister as old I find beauty in the exhumed graves When the moon shines with cadaverous light I’m off to revel in profanation Master Leonard - I am your comrade in damnation I’d never pack with flock Satans rebuking sin I flushed thee like a vermin With the stream of my single spit Doomed to wander the deserts of oblivion Watching the moral doctrines going to rack and ruin Gods of your weaknesses are my defeated foes My Lord has horns! |
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16:39 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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Side B | |||
4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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Side B | |||
4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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Side B | |||
3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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39:08 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Single-sided | |||
1. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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16:12 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:50 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:09 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:11 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:15 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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Side B | |||
3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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39:08 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Single-sided | |||
1. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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16:12 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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Side B | |||
3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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39:08 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Single-sided | |||
1. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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16:12 |
Häxan, ...or Medieval Witchcraft and Infanticide...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Baptised by Barron | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
The night of oblivion... The swamp of redemption... Abyss absorbs everything Be cursed, oh the day When they burnt me this mark Memories have been erased Now, flesh and spirit will cleanse themselves Voices... How many times yet, They lead me into temptation Everything comes from Him, Everything’s got two meanings Murder... Carnal lust of wealth Has driven me into alchemy Now, I desire to touch This golden goat Cause the sign of divinity I don’t feel My blood is getting old But the spirit still desires the blasphemy And this blade of Braquemard The tool of His glory Everything is burnt from within Torture and humiliation This divine depravity dwells within And those voices... Coming straight from Him Waiting for Sabbath I wallow in little children’s bowels Their blood in vigor and communion So I eat this innocent corpus My soul suffers no longer And visions of insanity become real The Witch baptised me In the dark rites of necromancy Conjuration begins The Head speaks, black candles Blood of a child and its bones Necklace and black robes Sacrifice for the Devil Corruption and Depravity This soul is sold… He has won… Giant Green Serpent The ultimate blasphemy Crowning my greed and sanity Devil’s witches Whisper the cruel truth (I) can’t tell when I was Touched by HIM and died... |
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2. | The Covenant and the Sacrifice | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
They call me with secret tongues Louder and louder... Sharper and sharper... The signs are as clear as never before Even the blade is more urgent now Poisoned, envenomed I tread the path of final transfiguration Dark, decayed dungeon And scream... yelling so horrible The life code is abandoned The flames of Hell are blazing on a mountain The Devil is watching through me And They’re coming from the deepest woods Chain ties this holy flesh Blood of sodomy and mass rape Streaming into the holy grail Bell rings the witching hour The blood was shed The child was slain Through those deeds He rises... Under the thunderous sky they’re flying Witches with red eyes They can see through my mind Anger becomes rapture, Hatred becomes orgy Another soul is sold, mother becomes His Witch Satan sitting on his throne of skulls My soul is dead, but flesh still lives Covenant has been signed, hallucinations depart... The Witch wants a sacrifice, hallucinations depart... Dark, decayed dungeon... |
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3. | Stregoica Dance | 10:10 | Show lyrics |
The sun wept upon the motionless crowns of trees Unearthly mists steal in the savage woods The coven gathers in adoration of the Evil One Darkness thickens and smothers the light Sombre procession proceeds Fullmoon invites to a banquet Howling of the ghoules Bats and wolves hail Stregoica As they naked fleat Cursed forgotten glade Bursts with the heat of sin Pleasuring hell’s whores Stregoica dance! Sunset evokes infernal fire Eyes radiant with morbid desire Stregoica dance! Weave the dreadful spells Dance in erotic revelry In fragant depravity Stregoica dance! They rise from tombs called life Harlets of the Devilish One They curse the living flesh Chanting hymns of passion Cold putrid hearts Burst with love for the Master in the Shadows Ordog! Ordog! Torches are lit The mob of unclean spirits and ghostly creatures of the night appreach Infanticide with no pity Kisses of plight for Him Impious cestasy Insatiable cruelty The coven salutes the Powers of Hades and taste the fruits of the sinful night |
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4. | Scholomance | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Once in a while The Chosen ones are called to a secret place in the heart of mist-covered mountain by a small lake immeasurably deep Beneath which the dragon sleeps Only ten are allowed to enter Only nine are released to return The ten dared to enter the spectral domain Following the path in fullmoon and the howling of the wolves Come the knowledge of the Earth Secrets of nature The language of animals All imaginable magic spells This is the place only born to darkness can find and see When the Devil in Flesh claims new schlars |
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5. | The Impure Wedding | 16:12 | Show lyrics |
Night, oh black night The witch takes her sweet embrace The darkest night, infernal night The possessed bitch chants the spells Satanic mantra of the damned Draughts of blood and venom boil Sigils radiate through planes The altar draped in smoke of human fat Human sacrifice for the hideous Lord She’s ready The rats gather in circles The voices in the shadows whispering: - ’Drink blood’ Blood is the witches’ nectar The inverted crucifix starts gleaming Infants’ eyes burn with bright flame in the ceremonial chalice Awefully resounds the silent sonnet of the crucified chastity Thick smoke fills the dungeon As the witch spits out all the shame The clandestine gates open The goat-like phantom descends To answer the call vibrating through infernal spheres The goat-like phantom descends Urged by the lecherous request of the hellbitch Apparitions, ghouls and fiends! Play the music of foul tones while the bizarre spectacle of lecherous obeisance to Hell goes on May this night be washed down with the Devil’s cum Ecstatic moans of the witch The voices in the shadows accompany Mesmerizing beauty of the witch kindles the beast Sulphur melts the skin The goat drinks the witch’s cum The claws shred her young flesh Serpent tongue heightens unearthly pleasures Heavens roar! Shake the walls Midnight bells chime the damnation The dogs did their howl No one dares to come close Sin is burning bright The moon bleeds red Atrocities triumph Asceticism sacrificed Mad bitch, by day put in the frames of ugliness But nights are yours, clothing you in delights Unravished by the christ’s light Your reward the blasphemy Comes the damnation you sought And sears your worm-full heart Pierce the dagger into mankind’s eye Wrath feeds the flames The ritual is complete Morning breeze smothers the candles Now she’s floating in the fog Black stinking fog Now she sees beyond the veil The world without end Now she’s floating above the graves Ghouls praise her name |
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55:20 |
Conjurers of Archaic Powers
Members | |
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Cultes des Ghoules | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Goat Tyrant | |
M.D. | Drums, Vocals |
W.W. | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Glorious Evilution | 07:01 | Show lyrics |
Did you sweep us far from your grace, holy lord? Yes, we dared to explore hell We shaped into a stone this dark belief We suffered your sordid laws For too many years now May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That smothers the passion Go tell your tales of deceit The folk loves them so much We found our truth in horror We torment our flesh in search of enlightenment Gnosis of negativity, creative evil Ugliness is what inspires fiery minds May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That strangles the spirit Your son died for us We heard so A faithful dog I wish we saw the show The little child cried only once Dark oath of blood The deal is done There’s no return Unflinching, no sign of regret Contemplating the blissful self-affliction The Dark Lord has come To flagellate our souls |
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2. | Cultes des Ghoules - The View of an Open Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
An endless struggle Of men’s dual nature I am the one Who rejoices in the dark I admire... ...this beauty... The view of an open grave I crawl into the black hole Where death radiates Smells like the world This beautiful wound of the earth Is the triumph of God’s curse I admire... ...in silence... I seek comfort in decay |
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3. | Cultes des Ghoules - Maze of Coffins | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
Intoxicated with evil and hatred I penetrate the cold crypts In search for ties with the Sinister One My eyes burn with necrolust Shining apparitions with no eyes Lords of these old graves Grace me with their putrid breath Intoxicated with visions of death I penetrate the maze of coffins Putrid gems that hold The most terrifying mysteries Obsessed by the lust for obscurity I penetrate the depths of open graves To be at one with the Dark And rape what’s most precious in humanity Black sacrificial tomb I crawl towards it In necrotic trance The black hole of the open grave Inspires the demon within I breathe in the toxic death Shining apparitions with no eyes Drifting by my side Their presence inflame the night |
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Side B | |||
4. | Goat Tyrant - Intro | 01:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Goat Tyrant - Descend into Damnation | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Death... coldness... darkness Screams... whispers... eternal hate! Circle of tortures here awaits; Gates of no return are closed! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gleam... stench... lust The eyes... the fall... a tears Longing in the essence of our souls No ray of hope here exist! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gore!!!!! At the gates of grief... At the gates of mourning... |
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6. | Goat Tyrant - Peregrination Through Another Sphere | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Fukked up after 2 magical crystals I open My 7 eyes and rise on shining wings Through the sphere of golden equilibium Ruptured in stars purulence becoming the Inverted tree of razors pentacles Laugh of halfdemiurgical aspirations of Distorted being Necrotic voice chants silent it flows through Texture of my thoughts and rises From the finger of my left hand of the path It brings me the fear It brings me the laugh And it creeps From the pit of NO |
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7. | Goat Tyrant - ...From the Void | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Dark is the sky We crush out our teeth We tremble in fright We bleed with our light Dark is the sky Gloom and distant The world disappears Becoming a point Shapes and shreeds... ...of perdition flow through the Dark - have mercy for us! But there’s silence... ...of human’s tears; DEATHLIKE. |
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8. | Goat Tyrant - Outbreak of Pandemonic Revenge | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Living in fear Believe the lie Your end is near In fire you will die Distant cry Torment it brings Watch him fly On darkened wings Lord of hell Scourge made of fire Scythe of Doom Strength through denial Scream in pain Salvation is not Weak must die Left to rot Flames infernal Scorch the lands Hell eternal In victory stands |
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39:30 |
Conjurers of Archaic Powers
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cultes des Ghoules | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Goat Tyrant | |
M.D. | Drums, Vocals |
W.W. | Guitars, Bass, Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Goat Tyrant - Intro | 01:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Goat Tyrant - Descend into Damnation | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Death... coldness... darkness Screams... whispers... eternal hate! Circle of tortures here awaits; Gates of no return are closed! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gleam... stench... lust The eyes... the fall... a tears Longing in the essence of our souls No ray of hope here exist! Thou shalt rot in pain Cry out your blood Drowned in blackflames Without fucking end! Gore!!!!! At the gates of grief... At the gates of mourning... |
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3. | Goat Tyrant - Peregrination Through Another Sphere | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Fukked up after 2 magical crystals I open My 7 eyes and rise on shining wings Through the sphere of golden equilibium Ruptured in stars purulence becoming the Inverted tree of razors pentacles Laugh of halfdemiurgical aspirations of Distorted being Necrotic voice chants silent it flows through Texture of my thoughts and rises From the finger of my left hand of the path It brings me the fear It brings me the laugh And it creeps From the pit of NO |
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4. | Goat Tyrant - ...From the Void | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Dark is the sky We crush out our teeth We tremble in fright We bleed with our light Dark is the sky Gloom and distant The world disappears Becoming a point Shapes and shreeds... ...of perdition flow through the Dark - have mercy for us! But there’s silence... ...of human’s tears; DEATHLIKE. |
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5. | Goat Tyrant - Outbreak of Pandemonic Revenge | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Living in fear Believe the lie Your end is near In fire you will die Distant cry Torment it brings Watch him fly On darkened wings Lord of hell Scourge made of fire Scythe of Doom Strength through denial Scream in pain Salvation is not Weak must die Left to rot Flames infernal Scorch the lands Hell eternal In victory stands |
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Side B | |||
6. | Cultes des Ghoules - Glorious Evilution | 07:01 | Show lyrics |
Did you sweep us far from your grace, holy lord? Yes, we dared to explore hell We shaped into a stone this dark belief We suffered your sordid laws For too many years now May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That smothers the passion Go tell your tales of deceit The folk loves them so much We found our truth in horror We torment our flesh in search of enlightenment Gnosis of negativity, creative evil Ugliness is what inspires fiery minds May the day we left you sanguinary sect of worship Will be the damnedest day We don’t despair Just take this disease from us That strangles the spirit Your son died for us We heard so A faithful dog I wish we saw the show The little child cried only once Dark oath of blood The deal is done There’s no return Unflinching, no sign of regret Contemplating the blissful self-affliction The Dark Lord has come To flagellate our souls |
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7. | Cultes des Ghoules - The View of an Open Grave | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
An endless struggle Of men’s dual nature I am the one Who rejoices in the dark I admire... ...this beauty... The view of an open grave I crawl into the black hole Where death radiates Smells like the world This beautiful wound of the earth Is the triumph of God’s curse I admire... ...in silence... I seek comfort in decay |
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8. | Cultes des Ghoules - Maze of Coffins | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
Intoxicated with evil and hatred I penetrate the cold crypts In search for ties with the Sinister One My eyes burn with necrolust Shining apparitions with no eyes Lords of these old graves Grace me with their putrid breath Intoxicated with visions of death I penetrate the maze of coffins Putrid gems that hold The most terrifying mysteries Obsessed by the lust for obscurity I penetrate the depths of open graves To be at one with the Dark And rape what’s most precious in humanity Black sacrificial tomb I crawl towards it In necrotic trance The black hole of the open grave Inspires the demon within I breathe in the toxic death Shining apparitions with no eyes Drifting by my side Their presence inflame the night |
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39:30 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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Side B | |||
1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Spectres over Transylvania
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgla | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spectres over Transylvania | 25:04 | Show lyrics |
Night... Forest... stormwind and growling skies Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness Lightning rumble at heights The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings Broke the spell and shadows spread Mountains engulfed in the silhouette of Dark Wings The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The sky is darkened, beautiful changed by night And strom and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined in howl, close to a village they throng Phantom Lord eternal in dread The dreadful grace The dakr-seekers strive to embrace What haunts the feeble human race Terrorizing is thy fame Lord of the rats, the Black Ace Savage beasts sing sets nights aflame Dark and unfathomed are thy ways The blue freezing fog that rubs its tail upon the woods Stroke its crawl into every corner of the dusk Born of Dragons prowler silently broods Ona s strayed wanderer he feeds, found aghast The dark kiss of damnation reaches beyond the spectral palace Like a nightside priest Graces his loyal tribes Call for the feast It’s the night of creeping death Creatures of undying lust Bite and suck and attack Feel the cold grave’s breath Like a night’s beloved priest Spreads infliction on the earth Bears the cruellest beauty The Devil’s anointed, the nocturnal beast In the spectral palace of Moroi Only seen by the doomed Cries and shrikes of gloomed Cold dark waves approach From the crypts that hold The arcane of immortality Poor ye wanderer who got lost within The grim land like a deep treat of hell Beware! It’s the dark night closing in To swallow your soul and keep you to dwell For eternities as a crying fiend Knowing onlu the hues of the grave dark And whispers of the cold undying wind Nevermore to see the dawn’s fiery spark If you tread the path of demons Tread it in the most cruel Most hideous manner If you build a mountain of corpses Build it to the sky If you shed blood Let it run like a river O mighty Devil, wrapped in mists, untouched by mortal’s fist O potent Evil, whose blood filled pasts all in awe admire we must Curse and death were stamped upon thy land where many infidels met their end O decay inwrought, robed in grave’s breath, never dying, mocking death Peasants bless their door with (superstitious) affection and formulas of protection Thy (most) feared countnance takes a shape in pestilent air their fate with blood you smear Gethered by the candle light, in the darkest astir "May His cursed form never appear" Sorrowed song broke the night, wolves do their duty with voices of bewitching beauty Night... enshrouds the woods, a sorrowful sight Dark night comes down prematurely, inexorably Suffocating fright spreads again like beneful blight The fog reveals the castle, the splendour of devilry From depths of Snagov crawls the dread Across the great vast forest terror sweeps like fiend The beasts of hell cry out for the return of the undead Sky and hills mingled in the bitter whirl of wind The sky is darkened, beautifully changed by night And storm and darkness so wondrously strong Chorus of wolves with infernal might Joined the howl, close to a village they throng O night shapes, heralds of bane What child or maiden, what blood young? Will feed the forest’s pulsating vein And satiate the parching tongue? To whom the requiem will resound? The anthem og the mournful tone Whose soul’ll be devoured by this unhallowed ground? Spectres hover above this land forlorn... |
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25:04 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
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Band members | |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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Side B | |||
4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
|||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
|||
4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
|||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
|||
3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
|||
4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
|||
5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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23:31 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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2. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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Side B | |||
3. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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34:53 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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Side B | |||
2. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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24:31 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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2. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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Side B | |||
3. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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33:53 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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Side B | |||
2. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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24:31 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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2. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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Side B | |||
3. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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33:53 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A - Semen | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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Side B - Fructus | |||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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23:31 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A - Calyx | |||
1. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
|||
2. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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Side B - Flos | |||
3. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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34:53 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 | |||
Side A - Semen | |||
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
|||
Side B - Fructus | |||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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23:31 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A - Calyx | |||
1. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
|||
2. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
|||
Side B - Flos | |||
3. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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34:53 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nameless Void | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
|||
2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
|||
3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
Henbane, ...or Sonic Compendium of the Black Arts
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Mark of the Devil | Vocals |
Minski | Bass |
W. Earl | Drums |
Machine | Guitars |
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Nameless Void | Keyboards |
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Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Idylls of the Chosen Damned | 12:51 | Show lyrics |
Old, dreary old monastery Saints cursed it in the obscure past A place of death and adultery Heavy rain washes the dust But there’s never dust on its door Blood-spots on its walls and its floor When the flute plays the obscene themes And your pentagram unholy gleams When your clothes bite your skin Satan’s voice mutes your spleen To the Devil we raise our lustful calling This blood we spill to manifest His power The night is cut with the bell’s infernal tolling We worship you since the awakening hour Naked cunt on the altar and the head of the betrayer To thee O Dark Lord goes our faithful prayer Tou - the mighty Word of sedition You’re the spark of divine transition You’re the blood of anti-light opposition We’re your fist to crush the holy apparition When you hear a banshee’s crying And Satan’s voice strong and undying His kingdom calls upon the chosen few When the moon is bright and silver blue We pray the evil prayer that never dies Making love to the Protector of Seasons Night’s cold air is warmed with our sight We drank of their wine to mute the reasons And unlock the terror that rides the midnight skies We are Thine, O Satan, called to your dominions |
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2. | The Passion of a Sorceress | 10:40 | Show lyrics |
The church dungeons is full of weeping Of the unfortunates in unquiet sleeping I dream warmly of that April night When I’ve sworn to the Righteous Might Chained to dirt and delivered to torment Fearless and scornful I await my final moment There’s a stronger fire burning within Making harmless the one eating my skin It’s the fire of my baneful will That shall bring my foes low and ill In my love for Him I’ve never been in misery Of death I made my victory How dare they disturb our Art? Born with Eve’s willful deed But I embrace my end with unshaken heart I shall never perish, the Devil’s seed Though they broke my bones And crushed my hands with stones Mocked my painful moans Yet my spirit rebelliously roams |
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3. | Vintage Black Magic | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
Deserted shrine, chants to the moon Maledictions upon foes, requests of a boon Altar’s ready, the dagger cuts the twig To the East and to the South To the West and to the North Come! Come! We call Thee forth! By the powers of the land and sea We swear obedience unto Thee By the powers of moon and sun Bless us and Thy will be done In a place wild and dreary, flashing of the blade Naked we tread Thy round, the oath is made Altar’s red, the dagger cuts the twig Working forbidden mysteries and singing words of scourge Assembled in the light of the blazing torch Altar’s never clean, the dagger cuts the twig Bat’s blood and the tongue of dog Sting of snake and eyes of frog Juice of hemlock and silverweed Opium, mandrake and henbane’s seed Foreskin of birth-killed babe Hell-broth tastes like Satan’s grape Black cat’s wool and lizard scales How sweetly cauldron exhales |
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4. | Festival of Devotion | 08:57 | Show lyrics |
The moon shines in its prime It’s the night of infernal wonder I shall go to the forbidden shrine Evected in the haunted wood out yonder Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam Bleached bones in shallow graves cry out for blood My baby’s heart feels the evil though cannot see The dark, horned silhouette beckons to me In the fumes of herbs phantoms appear at will The wood enchanted is eerily silent and still My baby’s heartbeat suddenly quickens With joy and terror the midnight air thickens Lambs bared their fangs Shrieks turned to sweetes sigh A drugged virgin on the altar bangs The clatter of hooves is nigh Leper monks savour menstrual blood Succubus seduce a young, healthy lad Naked bodies sway in the lustful stream Cold, evil eyes in the dark fiercely gleam |
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5. | The Devil Intimate | 14:16 | Show lyrics |
Ty, co chora wyjesz z miłości Lecz ziemskich nie starcza ci radości Kielich krwi pełen, kielich z kości Spełnij toast, królowo podłości Jak zwierzę w amoku rwiesz szaty Miłuje mnie dusza twa i serce Wolna, pójdź w me komnaty Gdzie niemowląt skórą utkane kobierce Czy pałac tobie czy kazamaty Czcij me prawa w tej poniewierce Godnaś kosztować mego ogrodu owoce Poniosą cię tam czarne karoce Owoce cierpkie jak grzech Lecz mękę zamienią w śmiech Czarci jad spływa po gardle Spojrzenie bezbożnie harde Ofiarą dusza, i nagie ciało Czcij mnie, życie to za mało Mandragory dają woń Namaszczona, dumnie klnij A głupcom jezior toń Jam nie bożej pychy gniew Od wieków rozpalam buntu czar Córkom lubieżnym ciepły mój zew Wykradam klejnoty z królestwa mar W pucharze tojad i lulek czarny Dym spowija ołtarz ofiarny Wywar ssij co służy żądzą Ciemnym jak noc, Nawiedzone nie błądzą Jak księgi przeklęte uczyły I matka twa i siostry czciły Praw natury, z Edenu skradzionych Po piętnie je poznasz, mym słowem natchniony |
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58:24 |
The Rise of Lucifer
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M. | Vocals (backing) |
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Vatra i Sumpor | Artwork |
Mar.A | Artwork (additional) |
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Side A | |||
1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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Side B | |||
2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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21:05 |
The Rise of Lucifer
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M. | Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vatra i Sumpor | Artwork |
Mar.A | Artwork (additional) |
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1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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21:05 |
The Rise of Lucifer
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Guest/Session | |
M. | Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vatra i Sumpor | Artwork |
Mar.A | Artwork (additional) |
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Side A | |||
1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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Side B | |||
1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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21:05 |
The Rise of Lucifer
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Guest/Session | |
M. | Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vatra i Sumpor | Artwork |
Mar.A | Artwork (additional) |
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1. | The Rise of Lucifer | 14:56 | Show lyrics |
Wieki klątw Nędznych gróźb I morza krwi Wędrując przez czas Lochy i dwór On czeka i drwi Tajemny blask Zza sfer przyzywa Ducha co z Szaty się wyrywa W świat bez kresu A ołtarze Przepychu Płomieniem obmywa Trony tyranów w Bieli i Purpurze spowija zmierzch... Słodko nam brzmi Pieśń zemsty i krwi Nie stłumią jej kielich zatruty Ni kajdany pokuty Obca nam trwoga Naszej wiary jak Eden prastarej Nie złamie, nie ugnie Ni Mesjasz, ni kler Ni zabobonów pożoga Kamień w Dziewicę co Bestię zrodziła Gwałt jej, ogień i bicz Upiór kosmaty łeb ku niej nachyla Triumfalnie wrzeszczy dzicz Jego znak Nowy świt Rozrywa Sen Kruszy Mit Rośnie czar Bóg już pierzchł A z nim moc widm i mar Ciemna trzoda podnosi lament Naszemu Panu najmilszy to diament Kościelny mur porasta pleśń Zewsząd pogańską słychać pieśń Jutrznią nowej ery Blask palący fałsz Zrodzony dwa milenia wstecz Kroczy Mistrz dzierżąc miecz W swej dobroci paląc świat Demiurga umiłowany kwiat |
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2. | Family of Dog (The Feast of Ghouls) (Necromantia cover) | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom’s underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape’s a living fear my eyes reflecting horror my growl will make you creep. [Chorus:] Let’s all gather under the moonlight prepare our feast this unholy night come my brothers follow my signs this is the feast of ghouls. I growl into your coffin licking my lips for flesh the highest of repulsions the sacrilege of death. I’m the cremator from ashes I’ve been born you’re destined for my supper your corpse is my rebirth. I love to crunch your bones one by one ripping you to shreds suck the eyeballs of your socket feeling the taste. Your tender tongue is a special piece rotten in your mouth your entrails smell delightfully soon will be mine. |
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21:04 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
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Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
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Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:29 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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Disc 2 | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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28:03 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... | 11:32 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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5. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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01:37:50 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:29 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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01:09:44 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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28:03 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Tape 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:29 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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Tape 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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Side B | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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28:03 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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Side B | |||
2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:32 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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34:21 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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Side B | |||
2. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:40 | |
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35:27 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Saviour, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V, First Entrance) | 14:28 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Crooked Path Leads Far from Lofty Ways (Scene VI, Entrance of Old George) | 13:46 | |
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28:14 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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Side B | |||
2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:32 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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34:21 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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Side B | |||
2. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:40 | |
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35:27 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Satan, Father, Saviour, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V, First Entrance) | 14:28 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Crooked Path Leads Far from Lofty Ways (Scene VI, Entrance of Old George) | 13:46 | |
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28:14 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mar.A | Artwork |
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1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:29 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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3. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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4. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:39 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FOUR DOROTHEA Storm is coming, come the blessed madness The remedy to trivial life’s sadness My soul cares not for the life eternal Nurtured by the wonders of the infernal (Dorothea’s fiancé comes in and hears her monologue) JONATHAN What madness is this that comes through your lips? What possessed you to make you talk like this? You’ve changed since you made Gypsies your friends Worse! People say you’ve met with this warlock Old George, shady character, guile dog! ’Tis no company for proper maidens DOROTHEA Who are ye to say what for me is right? Don’t come near, you’re no better than a slave Preaching holy for show, pitiful sight I never deemed thy virtues pure and brave JONATHAN How so? How dare you speak to me like this? I am concerned with your reputation I shan’t tolerate your foul godless friends Such scandal on the eve of our wedding DOROTHEA It’s thine reputation thou care about I’m affliction to thy perfect order Thou low-lived coward wrapped in holy shroud Thou won’t find me unless at hell’s border JONATHAN You are mad! You can’t leave me, all’s arranged You can’t shatter all our families’ hopes! DOROTHEA I’ve no love for thee, neither thou for me Appearances is what’s important for thee JONATHAN You shameless whore, it’s that old devil’s trick You’ll regret this and so shall your damned friend DOROTHEA Fool, beware, pray thou never cross his path His power can harm in the aftermath (Jonathan exeunt) ’Twas the last obstacle, at last alone Nothing stops me to meet the fate unknown What sweet music seems to be nature’s voice The sun is setting, it’s time to rejoice... |
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5. | Satan, Father, Savior, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V) | 28:03 | Show lyrics |
SCENE FIVE DOROTHEA Satan, father, saviour, hear my prayer For my heart is full of glowing fire That consumes my former life’s last layer Revealing my true will and desire This very night these woods shall bear witness To my Troth I pledge to ageless power The source of all libidinous sweetness Before which all the weak and meek cower CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Listen all, brethren of the night, listen Who’s coming here stark nak’d with feline walk? Like a full moon lit rill her eyes glisten Why seeks she entry here, quiet, let her talk DOROTHEA Devil’s quiversful, night’s sons and daughters I’ve come to burn my precious life’s tatter To bathe my soul in fiery waters And dash wild beyond the reason’s clutter Hence I spurn the virtuous paths I’ve stridden To Lord Satan my respects I offer Introduce me to the games forbidden To be one of you may thy Grace confer CHORUS OF NIGHT SPECTRES Clear thy mind, make thy woes all bleak vanish Clear thy body for the Witches’ Supper Clear thy spirit, low wants thou shalt banish And day’s chains thou shalt no longer suffer (Vadoma appears suddenly and hands Dorothea a small vial of strange liquid) VADOMA Elixir made on night silvery blue Belladonna berries, hemp, Syrian rue And black hellebore, ’tis for thee - Crow’s Bread Drink and greet visions wondrous in their dread (Dorothea drinks the liquid, Vadoma and apparitions disappear. A few moments later she begins to feel strange, the landscape as if changes its shape and colours, and Dorothea feels like she’s flying. Suddenly she finds herself in a different place, probably somwehere deeper in the woods. There are many people around her. She can recognize the miller, the grocer and his wife, the smith, and a few women from the village, young and old) CHOIR OF VILLAGERS Here the world without end has its entrance May thy former life be dim remembrance (The cunning man appears in the centre of the gathering) OLD GEORGE The crooked path leads far from lofty ways Many phantoms of false aims thou must slay Will thou dare to ride on moon’s eerie rays And hunt among the beasts of prey? Do you want to join those who cast the curse The disturbers of mundane universe? DOROTHEA I do, I do, with all my heart I do! Grant me the wisdom of the chosen few OLD GEORGE Our cult knows the world is not what may seem For those in slumber it’s distempered dream Thou shall learn how thy soul’s path to reverse And the world as thou know it to transgress DOROTHEA Passions of other men I truly scorn To the tongues of the dark I am reborn I pledge to serve thee for the good and ill Possess me and then kill - that is my will (the proper part of the ceremony begins...) |
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01:37:47 |
Coven, or Evil Ways Instead of Love
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Bestial Devotion | Intro, Outro, Cello |
M. | Narration (CD 1, track 1) |
Tribes of the Moon | Guitars (lead), Guitar synth (CD 2, track 1) |
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Mar.A | Artwork |
Mgła | Mixing, Mastering |
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Prophecy (Prologue) / Devell, the Devell He Is, I Swear God... (Scene I) | 22:49 | Show lyrics |
PROLOGUE - A Prophecy When the moon casts ominous glow And wild winds blow The dreary raven sings To the rhythm of flapping wings Dance their round the Three in Silk Ethereal, fair, and white as milk The Three in cotton do the same All Six call the Devil by his name As long the church tower you can see Six unholy sisters they will be SCENE I FIRST PEASANT Devell, the Devell he is, I swer God, Malice, mischief, he kin dew al’ of it, Skerry spells he kin kast, and he kin witch, All sorts of badness like Devells dew, SECOND PEASANT ’Tis true, ’tis true, he can call imps at will And hev power over ’em and command Make ’em work his fields wen he drink his ale FIRST PEASANT The wicked bastard, he told me one day If I don’t bring ’im my money and beer He will witch my horse and will blight my crop THE GROCER’S WIFE Then you paid in vain, I’m afraid my dear, No witchcraft could make your nag more stupid EVERYBODY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE MILLER Ha! The Devil himself he may not be But with the Devil he danced at midnight, Deep in the marshlands, where the deuce abodes And powers ungodly he was granted, Powers over both Man and Animales THE SMITH Bollocks! Old George ain’t no Devil, you chumps, Neither his powers I call ungodly Many good deeds he’s done for this village, Many poor folks he’s cured, good old George has, My wife, poor thing, was saved from pain of warts THE GROCER Aye, he’s right, Old George helped me, too, once And he wanted nothing in return, no, But his piercing eyes can make you tremble All his countenance and voice, deep and hoarse Make me believe all the stories I heard Like that of the night at St Nicholas church... THE GROCER’S WIFE Fairy tales of old drunk, all well know his vice! Foolish talk disturbs the peace of our guest A gentleman well-learned that I can tell Hoping for some food and shelter, I’m sure Looking not for creepy superstitions THE MASON Many thanks may be laid upon your hands, Good woman, but fear not about my peace For in fact, I’ve travelled to Canewdon To meet the Cunning Man you speak of THE MILLER Why would you do that, sir, if I may ask? THE MASON To seek for a piece of advice I need And to discuss a few other matters The nature of which I was forbidden To disclose THE SMITH Are you of the masons, sir? I can see your ornaments and weapon And that fine signet ring, all bear features Of no ordinary craftsmanship... THE MASON Yes, I’m a Rosicrucian, a member of Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia I’m here to consult Mr. Pickingill Whom many of us hold in high esteem However, I would really like to hear More of your intriguing stories, please, FIRST PEASANT Toad-wytche, a toad-wytche he is, the Devell THE MASON A Toad-witch? And what’s that if I may ask? FIRST PEASANT You ketch a hoppin’ toad and bury it In a Black Ants’ nest till black-boones are left SECOND PEASANT You serch a rare toad with a yellow ring Round its neck, and take the bone to the brook At midnight till the Devil come to you And pull you over the water and then... FIRST PEASANT ...you kin be a wytche and dew badness charms THE MASON And what’s the story with your local priest? |
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Side B | |||
2. | Mischief, Mischief, the Devilry Is at Toil... (Scene II) | 11:32 | Show lyrics |
SCENE TWO VICAR Mischief, mischief, the devilry is at toil Lo! The churchyard seethes with flickering flames Surely Satan’s host make that turmoil Playing foul and chanting unholy names Do they come to ravish this mortal coil? Me, God’s poor servant, such are their vile aims VOICES IN THE NIGHT May our love blossom on lustrous meadows Night be praised with dance, children of shadows VICAR Night’s deep and dark yet I see it aright And my weary soul shudders at these sounds Shameless harlots from hell blaspheme my sight Lustfully whoring with infernal hounds God shall protect me with heavenly might No cloven hoof shall stain these holy grounds VOICES IN THE NIGHT Save your prayers, our plays they’d never foil Join us, succumb to lusts that thy mind coil VICAR Avaunt thee, to hell, foul spirits! Be gone! Leave me, God’s humble minister, alone Who are ye, disguised in serpentine skin Must be Gypsy coven, Romany kin ’Tis widely known, devildom is their fate Heathens with witches and demons they mate VOICES IN THE NIGHT Wherefore thou seek to hide, why all this fear? Join us, our songs be pleasant to thine ear VICAR Wretch, in vain thy knocking, whoever knocks You’ve no enter to house that’s clean and fair God’s holy power will protect these locks But no one’s knocking, how so? No one’s there? My brain must have been wrought with delusion Truly, no witch hides in that waning night But those noises couldn’t be mere illusion? All I see are thirteen rabbits, all white. |
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Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Strange Day, See the Clash of Heart and Reason... (Scene III) | 20:47 | Show lyrics |
SCENE THREE DOROTHEA Strange day, see the clash of heart and reason Bliss I should find on this day of jolly Instead I feel like confined to prison Proper life? It’s nothing but a folly No bonds I feel with values deemed worthwhile With fellow folk no solidarity From daylight’s meet trifles I choose exile Moon, my dear friend in solidarity My heart longs to bathe in thy radiant dew But where from come thoughts making me estranged From this life I have to bitterly chew? In the crowd I’m alone, am I deranged? Pious and wise alike sing the barren tale Should I turn to magic if all else fail? (A young Gypsy girl approaches Dorothea) JAELLE Those pretty eyes, proud yet filled with distress Surely they hide wild secret fire To be quenched by night’s soft caress DOROTHEA Ha! You serve that old witch from the mire Good folk says so about your dark mistress Who tells maidens whatever they desire JAELLE Come with me, have no sneer, consult with her Maybe you’ll find her wisdom true and fair? DOROTHEA ’Tis bout not sneer what in my voice you hear Doubts that someone should mute, let’s go then, dear! (Jaelle shows Dorothea to a small, richly decorated tent, Dorothea enters and meets the Gypsy wise woman) VADOMA Come, Tshilaba, come closer, and don’t spurn Truths that lay hidden in the stars that burn By many ways the fate itself reveals Fiery is the lust thy soul conceals Suppressed deeply in the mundane slumber Yearning to tear this thin veil asunder Be not surprised, child, my cards do not lie I see through your spirit that wants to fly And learn secrets, that’ll make come true your dreams DOROTHEA Reason writhes in alert but my heart screams In longing for passions untamed and strange My risk, show me how my fate I can change VADOMA Old wisdom can shape anew thy life’s course But be warned! Knowledge often means sorrow It can drive mad, the mere glimpse of that force But if you dare - come again tomorrow (Dorothea leaves the place) |
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2. | Storm Is Coming, Come the Blessed Madness... (Scene IV) | 14:40 | |
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35:27 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
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1. | Satan, Father, Saviour, Hear My Prayer... (Scene V, First Entrance) | 14:28 | |
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2. | The Crooked Path Leads Far from Lofty Ways (Scene VI, Entrance of Old George) | 13:46 | |
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28:14 |
Cultes des Ghoules / Sepulchral Zeal
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1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Ageless Malediction | 07:21 | Show lyrics |
Master comes under many names But his sign we wear is one He’s the key to dangerous games And to wisdom brighter than the sun Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Master comes in various forms A snake, a fly or a fierce black dog What you love to fear is the one with horns Our power rises with coming of night and fog Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Woe to you the enemies of ancient lore Ours is the truth you shall never rest in peace Writhe under your laws that leave souls bleak and sore And we seal your superstitious fears with devil’s kiss What springs brightly from our devotion Is the power to set the elements in motion Demons mastered us in deceitful arts The unhallowed blood fuels our abyssal hearts What guides our steps on the path of no return Is the urge to rebel, kill, and burn From the shadows’ depths cold empty eyes stare Follow the voice sinister, those who dare Weaklings’ fear feeds the wrath of the Infernal We worship Him, that ageless intelligence eternal In this place,creep and foul Music comes with bark and howl Apparitions their dance began Saluting the great god Pan Hairy fiends and fauns and fairies An old legend their song carries Water nymphs of the brook The Deuce gave them bewitching look Dwarves and Kobolds form the circle of power Wolves announced the witching hour All in the name of the Infernal Ace We lay curse uoin the flawed race |
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2. | Sepulchral Zeal - Saturnine Templar | 08:26 | Show lyrics |
Soils temple, hermitic monk In lotus seat and gleaming crown Omits simulacra of fatuousness CHOKMAH - key to holy death REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Saturnine templar An end to all beginning Astral conqueror Breath of the nouveau gleaming String rider’s journey Unto space eats time... Volcanic death sorcerer arise! Ascend to the pulpit of cosmos Carve psalms deep into nexus REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Thus see the nyght chylde Upon the mone trone Necromantic mysteries unfold Behold the eyes Of the torture born son For the BE That he Will Become |
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15:47 |
Cultes des Ghoules / Sepulchral Zeal
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1. | Cultes des Ghoules - Ageless Malediction | 07:21 | Show lyrics |
Master comes under many names But his sign we wear is one He’s the key to dangerous games And to wisdom brighter than the sun Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Master comes in various forms A snake, a fly or a fierce black dog What you love to fear is the one with horns Our power rises with coming of night and fog Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Woe to you the enemies of ancient lore Ours is the truth you shall never rest in peace Writhe under your laws that leave souls bleak and sore And we seal your superstitious fears with devil’s kiss What springs brightly from our devotion Is the power to set the elements in motion Demons mastered us in deceitful arts The unhallowed blood fuels our abyssal hearts What guides our steps on the path of no return Is the urge to rebel, kill, and burn From the shadows’ depths cold empty eyes stare Follow the voice sinister, those who dare Weaklings’ fear feeds the wrath of the Infernal We worship Him, that ageless intelligence eternal In this place,creep and foul Music comes with bark and howl Apparitions their dance began Saluting the great god Pan Hairy fiends and fauns and fairies An old legend their song carries Water nymphs of the brook The Deuce gave them bewitching look Dwarves and Kobolds form the circle of power Wolves announced the witching hour All in the name of the Infernal Ace We lay curse uoin the flawed race |
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Side B | |||
2. | Sepulchral Zeal - Saturnine Templar | 08:26 | Show lyrics |
Soils temple, hermitic monk In lotus seat and gleaming crown Omits simulacra of fatuousness CHOKMAH - key to holy death REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Saturnine templar An end to all beginning Astral conqueror Breath of the nouveau gleaming String rider’s journey Unto space eats time... Volcanic death sorcerer arise! Ascend to the pulpit of cosmos Carve psalms deep into nexus REVOLVE unto gnosis DESTROY the foundations CONSUME what constitutes the I (and) FRACTURE the vibrant core Thus see the nyght chylde Upon the mone trone Necromantic mysteries unfold Behold the eyes Of the torture born son For the BE That he Will Become |
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15:47 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
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Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
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1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
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Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
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1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
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Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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Side B | |||
4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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4. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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5. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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55:01 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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Side B | |||
3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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30:08 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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Side B | |||
2. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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24:53 |
Sinister, or Treading the Darker Paths
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mgła | Mastering |
Mar.A | Artwork |
B.D.S Visuals | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Children of the Moon | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Out of the sight of swarm, moving hither and yon Out of these lands of tired dreams we run The woods speak of secrets old but not gone There we go, when the magic of herbs is done Higher! Higher! Above the woods and up the hill Deeper! Deeper! Into the night, through the air still Wilder! Wilder! We dissect reason, let it speak, the True Will ’Tis the ancient secret place where we meet To dance with shadows and babies to eat |
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2. | Woods of Power | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
Torches glow in the rhythm of the midnight land As she’s being dragged into the dark by her hand Deep woods bear witness to great plans to nurture In the old praise of the shadows of nature The dark wine of a strange taste Provided by a life lived up in haste To be shared by those who deserve This vessel was meant to serve The purpose greater than life One more small absence in the big hive The blade glides like a fatherly caress No moan, no fear, the end put to distress |
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Side B | |||
3. | Day of Joy | 11:51 | Show lyrics |
Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom is upon all the unbelievers Toxic fumes kill the deceivers And our children along It’s the price of mercy we’ve waited for... So long! Rifles rattle with horror of rage For the Holy Word we must wage It’s been written by God himself in ire Ah! Ah! Our God, oh He loves to speak with fire Sing! (sing!) We sing until our lips run dry Songs of glory that make our foes die Clap! (clap!) We clap our hands until they bleed For our long promised child of divine seed All hail that child with ruby eyes With golden skin and a scepter in its hand Under its sight all the unclean dies Words of mercy come from its foaming mouth to the land The great storm of love is upon us all It’s the great storm of love, no one’s saved from the fall |
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30:08 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Serenity of Nothingness | 11:59 | Show lyrics |
Strange ways have lead me to Strange places I’ve found myself in Strange passages I had to go through To come to places without rewards or sin Strange paths I’ve walked in search Strange spheres that shelter fire Where the sinister and bright beauty merge And a quest for answers becomes a futile desire Who calls me? From out the regions I cannot see Into the voids of terrible glee Is it you, my master, whatever your name is, Or is it just me, filled with divine bliss? In silence beyond the godhood is the purity I dissolve myself in nothingness in perfect unity |
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Side B | |||
2. | Where the Rainbow Ends | 12:54 | Show lyrics |
Bodies writhe in shameless joy When minds aspire to the stars Ripping through the holy decoy Nights of hunt, nights of bliss All days long we’ve longed for serpent’s hiss Charms of deep night take us in by stealth Our fallen sisters sing the songs of blood and filth Madly possess those who refuse to hear My fallen sisters, your kisses can sear Drifting through the time that bends We go where the rainbow ends |
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24:53 |
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