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Nocturnal Depression
Members | |
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Current | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments (2004-2012), Unknown (2019-present) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars (2004-present) |
Member(bands): Helegion, Aghone, Grim Landscape, Terra Mortis, That Old Black Magic, Livor Mortis, Liquid Flesh, Myrd, Nostalgie, Make a Change... Kill Yourself (live), Dead | |
Morkhod | Drums (2006-present) |
Member(bands): Mutilanova, Grim Landscape | |
Krahne | Bass (2008-present) |
Member(bands): Helegion, Ordalie, Aldaaron, Sanctuaire, Supplicium, Empires de Glace | |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) (2010-2011, 2014-present) |
Member(bands): Mutilanova | |
Past | |
Abalam | Guitars (2006-2007) |
O. | Guitars (2011) |
V. | Guitars, Vocals (2012-2014) |
Member(bands): Myrd, Plage, Angantyr (live), Make a Change... Kill Yourself (live), Holmgang, Monomania, Phrenetic, Usipian, Vardlokkur, Mara, Ad Noctum, Mzoraxc, Zahrim, Phantom (Dnk) | |
Current (Live) | |
Xalmstad | Drums (2013-present) |
Member(bands): Pavillon Rouge (live), Grim Landscape | |
Algol | Bass (2018-present) |
Member(bands): Forgotten Tomb, Hiems, Mek Na Ver, The Tombers, The True Endless, SN, Kirlian Camera, Triumph of Death | |
Valr | Drums (2018-present) |
Member(bands): Grafjammer, Weltschmerz, Wesenwille, Wrang, Glorior Belli (live), Verwoed (live), Iron Harvest, Funeral Whore (live), Khaoz (live) | |
A.C. | Guitars (lead) (2018-present) |
Member(bands): Exhaustus, Mother Augusta, Tulpa, Whiskey Ritual (live), Morbid Upheaval, Uncreation | |
Past (Live) | |
Modii | Bass (2006-2008) |
Member(bands): Helegion, Ordalie, Aldaaron, Sanctuaire, Supplicium, Empires de Glace | |
Obeyron | Guitars (2006-2010) |
Member(bands): Ruines Humaines, Grim Landscape | |
Asher | Drums (2013) |
Member(bands): Caronte, Domina Noctis, Forgotten Tomb, Tulpa, Whiskey Ritual, Willow at Moon, Kirlian Camera, Dunkel Nacht, Congregation of Misery, Psycho ’78 | |
Algol | Drums (2013) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Suicidal Thoughts | Demo | 2004 | Show album |
2 | Near to the Stars | Demo | 2004 | Show album |
3 | Soundtrack for a Suicide | Demo | 2005 | Show album |
4 | Fuck Off Parisian Black Metal Scene | Demo | 2005 | Show album |
5 | Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
6 | Nocturnal Depression / Funeral RIP | Split | 2006 | Show album |
7 | Four Seasons to a Depression | Demo | 2006 | Show album |
8 | Soundtrack for a Suicide - Opus II | Full-length | 2007 | Show album |
9 | Reflections of a Sad Soul | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
10 | Beyond the Light | Split | 2009 | Show album |
11 | Dismal Empyrean Solitude | Split | 2009 | Show album |
12 | Mankind Suffering Visions | Video | 2009 | Show album |
13 | Nocturnal Depression / Kaiserreich | Split | 2010 | Show album |
14 | The Cult of Negation | Full-length | 2010 | Show album |
15 | Suicidal Thoughts | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
16 | Shadows of Tragedy | Split | 2011 | Show album |
17 | L’Isolement | EP | 2013 | Show album |
18 | Longing for Death | Split | 2014 | Show album |
19 | Near to the Stars | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
20 | Spleen Black Metal | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
21 | Moloch / Nocturnal Depression | Split | 2016 | Show album |
22 | Deathcade | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
23 | Children of the Night | Split | 2018 | Show album |
24 | Tides of Despair | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
Suicidal Thoughts
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 2004 | Whispering Night Productions | WNP04 | CD | CD-R |
April 2007 | Winterreich Productions | WRR034 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Ghostly Face into the Night | 06:20 | instrumental |
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2. | When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:59 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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3. | As Some Blades Penetrating My Flesh | 13:44 | Show lyrics |
This manipulating voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It wants me to hurt the others, to violate them and to kill them My fists are trying to break my skull under pressure I can’t flee this torment and the words it says Nobody really cares about your fate You could be better off dead for them Here it goes again, the grim choir of self-destruction is chanting It becomes silent when I plunge a cold silver blade in my flesh Then sufferings are embracing me while an invisible hand put some salt in my wound Their poisoned voices are rotting me and injuring me so deep You can free yourself of the chains of life And finally being accepted by all Softly the blade will lick your wrist Lay down and close your eyes... join us Darkness embracing my soul as I fall into the nothingness I open my eyes and gaze to my bleeding body All around I can see me dancing at the end of a rope Putting a gun towards my mouth and pulling a trigger As some blades penetrating my flesh This sad voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It puts dark thoughts into my mind and shows me the ways to kill me Drinking poison and taking pills with alcohol And then desire appears, an exit to escape this suffering I finally feel free freom the gazes of the others towards me |
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4. | ...and the Forest Answer to My Call | 04:49 | instrumental |
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44:52 |
Near to the Stars
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 19th, 2004 | Whispering Night Productions | WNP10 | CD | CD-R |
2007 | Winterreich Productions | WRR033 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Into the Arms of Fog | 08:54 | Show lyrics |
Fanatic genocidal passion With earth murdering desires Endless repulsion towards man And all the filthy things he admires The worship of synthetic souls An order from a history of lies May all this pain be washed away When this world finally dies "You haven’t seen anyone die have you? Certainly not upclose. That swept final gasp for them and then absolute silence. The stillness of the body as the flesh turns white. You’re terrified right now because you think of it as death. But think of it as freedom." Hatred of infernal proportions Flow through the dephts of my soul All love abolished From my cold black heart All humans begone Your lives are all done for My obsession shall slay you all I will redeem the fire and be your fall I shall seduce your young ones I shall be the last one remaining I feel the bloodlines I am werewolf training All emotions overthrown All feelings deleted They all lie They all deserve to die "You had to tell them how you love Jesus and naturally now I love Jesus very much. I love him so much I’d like to crucify him all over again." |
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2. | Near to the Stars | 13:08 | |
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3. | I Am the Black Wizards (Emperor cover) | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine For the black hills consists of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm No age will escape my wrath I travel through time and I return to the future I gather wisdom now lost I visit again the eternally ancient caves before a mighty Emperor thereupon came Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless prison of hate It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls that was destroyed in my future How many wizards that serve me with evil I know not My empires has no limits From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes I am the ruler and has been for eternity’s long My wizards are many, but their essence is mine Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of grief Because I am the spirit of their existence I am them. |
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4. | Crystal Tears from Her Eyes | 06:30 | |
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5. | Lost into the Nothingness | 00:28 | |
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35:04 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 4th, 2005 | Whispering Night Productions | WNP12 | CD | CD-R |
April 2007 | Winterreich Productions | WRR035 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Voices from Inside | 21:25 | |
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2. | The Rope Circling My Neck | 08:21 | |
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3. | Springtime Depression (Forgotten Tomb cover) | 04:48 | instrumental |
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4. | Manchmal wenn sie schläft (Nargaroth cover) | 18:18 | Show lyrics |
Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, wage ich nicht zu müden, denn im Tod ist Zeit genug um auszuruhen. Meine Blicke fallen auf Sie und meine Gedanken beginnen neue Pfade zu begehen... Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an Träume, die Ihr selbst im Schlaf keinen Frieden geben. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft sehe ich die Schatten, die Sie hinter Ihren Lidern jagen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rufe ich den Regen, der sanft auf Sie hernieder fällt. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, tropft er dann auf Ihr Gesicht, um Ihre rotgeweinten Augen zu kühlen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rauscht wilder Wein, und wilder Efeu deckt Sie zu. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft lege ich Ihr blaue Astern aufs Herz. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft bin Ich der Regen, der auf Sie hernieder fällt. Und manchmal wenn Sie schläft riecht Ihr Haar, wie frisch gefallenes Laub. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter der Regen, und so braucht Sie nicht zu weinen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter das Laub, und so braucht Sie nicht zu fallen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an’s Meer, das Macht besitzt, doch kein Erbarmen weiß. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft enthüllt dann ein Blitz ein Lächeln, das (vielleicht) endlich Frieden verspricht. |
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5. | Astre de nuit | 04:20 | instrumental |
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57:12 |
Fuck Off Parisian Black Metal Scene
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solitude | 03:53 | |
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2. | Self-Mutilation (Anthem to Blades) | 05:24 | |
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3. | Fuck Off Parisian Black Metal Scene | 05:41 | |
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4. | The Crying Wolf | 05:07 | |
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20:05 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 18th, 2006 | Whispering Night Productions | WNP16 | CD | CD-R, DVD case |
April 2007 | Winterreich Productions | WRR032 | Cassette | Limited edition |
September 21st, 2007 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-003 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Limited edition, Enhanced |
2010 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-003 | CD | Limited edition, Reissue |
August 2010 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | Limited edition | |
November 20th, 2016
(titled "Nostalgia") |
Sun & Moon Records | SM-041 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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1. | And Fall the February Snow | 09:19 | |
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2. | A Life to Suffer | 15:13 | |
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3. | Intermezzo Pt I - Fragments of the Past.... | 04:24 | |
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4. | Suicidal Metal Anthems | 12:20 | Show lyrics |
Where are you now my love? My sweet one, Where have you gone, my love? I’m so alone. I only think of you. And it drives me down. I only dream of you. I’ll come to you. Take my hand. Hold me again. Please take my hand. Please hold me now, my love. Where are you now, oh my sweet love. I raise my fist To the sky Swear the ancient oath of black The lambs shall bleed Eternally bleed God is dead and shall forever be THIS IS REAL BLACK METAL! Gray leaf kiss the tears, she fell through dead flesh. Pain evoked the desire for death, the decay in the fall. No wave breaks the water, quietly kissed by the moonlight. Red tears intermingle, with the dead leaf. Fear that was called love, a dagger of hate, now sleeping sound within my heart. Fear creates the agony, the loneliness, that covets the decay. Agony is my desire, and deep in the fall death was given to me... |
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5. | Intermezzo Pt II - ...Lie Broken and Lifeless | 05:11 | |
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6. | Nostalgia | 20:34 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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7. | In My Dreams | 08:32 | |
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01:15:33 |
Nocturnal Depression / Funeral RIP
Members | |
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Nocturnal Depression - Solitude | 03:54 | |
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2. | Nocturnal Depression - Self-Mutilation (Anthem to Blades) | 05:25 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - Fuck Off Parisian Black Metal Scene | 05:42 | |
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4. | Nocturnal Depression - The Crying Wolf | 05:08 | |
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Side B | |||
5. | Funeral Rip - Intro "Beer of Black Metal" | 02:39 | |
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6. | Funeral Rip - Holocauste | 04:27 | |
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7. | Funeral Rip - Enfer noir | 01:51 | |
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8. | Funeral Rip - Destruction | 03:36 | |
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9. | Funeral Rip - Mystère nocturne | 05:24 | |
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10. | Funeral Rip - Transilvanian Hunger (Darkthrone cover) | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
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11. | Funeral Rip - Outro "End of Beer of Black Metal" | 00:20 | |
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44:26 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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July 2006 | Independent | CD | ||
July 2006 | Eisiger Mond Productions | EMP006 | Cassette | Limited edition |
September 21st, 2007 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-004 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Limited edition |
2009 | NiederRhein Terror | NRT006LP | 12" vinyl | Gatefold, White vinyl |
August 2010 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Fjaer (Spring) | 10:48 | |
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2. | Sommer (Summer) | 08:49 | |
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3. | Host (Autumn) | 09:01 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Vinter (Winter) | 10:08 | |
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38:46 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide - Opus II
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 21st, 2007 | Sun & Moon Records | SM 001 / SM-001 | CD | Limited edition, Reissue, Remastered |
2007 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | ||
March 9th, 2017 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-047 | CD | Limited edition, Reissue, Remastered, Digipak |
Members | |
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 08:46 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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2. | The Stars Lightening My Path | 10:52 | |
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3. | [hidden track] | 05:28 | |
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4. | Join Me with Suicide | 14:19 | |
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5. | Hear My Voice... Kill Yourself | 20:18 | Show lyrics |
Hear my voice into your head, don’t try to stop it The poison streaming into your veins is me The cold you can feel is my revenge You’re just a scum, a creeping filth, you inspire hate Take this poisoned blade or are you So c**t that you can’t end your life? Everyone has the right to kill himself Families and friends are only excuses It’s stupid to say, I want to die When you don’t have the courage to kill yourself I watch your blood flowing to my feet I smile watching you creeping like the worm you are And your eyes are watching me asking for help The only thing you’ll receive will be my foot on your face These blades are tearing me and killing me Your hand try to reach me asking for help So fucking sad human are you enjoying it? Hear my voice and fucking kill yourself now |
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59:43 |
Reflections of a Sad Soul
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 24th, 2008 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-007 | CD | |
2008 | Anti-Xtian Terror Records | AXTR 666-008 | 2 vinyls | |
2008 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | ||
2011 | Sun & Moon Records | SM-007 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Obeyron | Guitars (lead) |
Modii | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Herr Suizid | Guitars (rhythm) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Karëstya Këëtrëh | Lyrics for track 5 |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro - The Whispering Spectrum | 11:41 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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2. | Fading Away in the Fog | 13:37 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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3. | Solitude and Despair | 07:18 | instrumental |
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4. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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5. | Nevica | 23:03 | Show lyrics |
La notte cade e lamenti si alzano Su questo suolo di pietra, Inizio il mio lungo sonno I flash del mio passato, Visioni nere del mio futuro Qualche cosa che non arriverà Le tue parole hanno lacerato la mia pelle Dirigesti la lama che mi uccideva Le pietre strappavano le mie mani Queste cicatrici di sofferenza riaperte per sanguinare Lacrime nate dalla tristezza, Gridi dal dolore Ritorna il tuo ricordo e testimoni la mia decadenza Nevica, l’inverno copra il mio corpo La bellezza della sua purezza nasconda il mio viso Il mio corpo ripugnante intrappolando un’anima scura Diffusando delle sue sensibilità negative Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico Ho ucciso e sepolto tutto di te I venti freddi stanno soffiando Infine la mia anima lascia il vostro posto Nevica.. Riflesso di un’anima triste maledetta su questa terra Quest’orribile viso di mostro È quello che hai fatto I sogni sono un luogo di protezione Dove i sentimenti non possono ferire Io sono l’orribile cosa che li fanno diventare incubi Io sono morto, io giaccio su un posto dimenticato Io sono morto e sepolto lontano da te Io sono vicino a te, io sono vicino a te La tua fredda paura sono io Guardi lo specchio e contempli il mio riflesso Il riflesso di un’anima triste Nevica, l’inverno ha coperto il mio corpo Niente mi intrappola in questo posto Esisto come un pensiero spettrale Quello che vi guida verso la vostra distruzione Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico La gioia sarà proibita Una nuova era di sentimenti negativi si alza Nevica... |
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01:06:38 |
Beyond the Light
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 23rd, 2009 | Wotanstahl Klangschmiede Germania | CD | ||
November 23rd, 2009 | Wotanstahl Klangschmiede Germania | 12" vinyl | Limited edition | |
November 23rd, 2009 | Wotanstahl Klangschmiede Germania | CD | Limited edition, Digipak | |
March 18th, 2018 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Wedard | |
Sternenfrost | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Karmageddon | Drums |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wedard - Helion | 07:39 | |
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2. | Wedard - Universe in Mirror | 07:58 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:56 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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35:33 |
Dismal Empyrean Solitude
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 3rd, 2009 | Self Mutilation Services | sms034 | CD | Limited edition |
December 3rd, 2009 | Self Mutilation Services | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Benighted in Sodom | |
Matron Thorn | All instruments, Vocals |
Deathrow | |
Thorns | All instruments, Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Benighted in Sodom - Gray Flowers | 12:01 | Show lyrics |
Behold my savior, for he comes on a plate (in a capsule) Wouldst thou grant my soul peace before I should cross thee, lest I take flight from this bridge, and plummet through my most ecstatic anticipation? What is and what is not There is only an hourglass and a scythe, a picturesque solace made for dying and burials I no longer dream of us (do I dream of anything?) For I am swept away in this solitary sea of breathless harmony The fixation flickers and is snuffed out It is just myself and these apparitions Lingering around as if to communicate something to me But I am deaf |
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2. | Nocturnal Depression - Déchéance | 10:21 | |
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3. | Deathrow - Il vento del nord | 16:10 | |
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38:32 |
Mankind Suffering Visions
Members | |
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Morkhod | Drums |
Modii | Bass |
Obeyron | Guitars |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Whispering Spectrum | 01:23 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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2. | Spring | 04:50 | |
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3. | Fading Away with the Fog | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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4. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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5. | Nostalgia | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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6. | Dead Children | 07:01 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery... Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me Crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target Claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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7. | Nostalgia (videoclip) | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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8. | Autumn (videoclip) | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my end Depression rise again from the Bottom of my soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my grave |
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9. | Nostalgia (live videoclip) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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43:10 |
Nocturnal Depression / Kaiserreich
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Dead Children | 06:48 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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2. | Kaiserreich - Solitudes of Infinite | 06:26 | |
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13:14 |
The Cult of Negation
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 4th, 2010 | Avantgarde Music | AV 113 | CD | |
September 4th, 2010 | Avantgarde Music | AV113 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
2010 | Funeral Industries | FI 018 / GS 025 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
2010 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | ||
2016 | Winterwolf Records | WWP0267 | Cassette |
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Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
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1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
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2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
Suicidal Thoughts
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
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1. | A Ghostly Face into the Night | 05:11 | instrumental |
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2. | When Darkness Covers My Soul | 12:42 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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3. | As Blades Penetrate My Flesh | 12:04 | |
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4. | ...and the Forest Answers to My Call | 05:18 | instrumental |
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35:15 |
Shadows of Tragedy
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 10th, 2011 | Self Mutilation Services | SMS059 | CD | Limited edition |
October 10th, 2011 | Self Mutilation Services | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Blodarv | |
Hugin | Vocals, Guitars |
Huul | Bass |
Ynleborgaz | Drums |
Pest | Guitars |
Satinae Ma | Vocals (female) |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Grimlair | |
W. | All instruments, Vocals |
Black Hate | |
B.G. | All instruments, Vocals |
Acedi | |
N | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Modii | Bass (tracks 8-10) |
Morkhod | Drums (tracks 8-10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
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1. | Acedi - Drowned in Failure | 07:47 | |
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2. | Grimlair - To Kill Oneself to Exist and Choose Our Way | 08:09 | Show lyrics |
Million souls leaving Bodies, Rising in the skies, Dancing around flashes From the past. The matter years, (Are) Hurt suddenly and Lost in spaces... Aligned bodies in "Wounds garden", I’m reading Nameless "flowers", Symbol of millions Stories. I’m not dancing With the others ’Cause I had a Premature end. By Suicide. Bsnal ways Artificial meaning I killed myself To exist. |
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3. | Grimlair - Captive Souls in Slaves & Artificial Bodies | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
In complications.... I’m so tired! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble. Unchanging spasms, I debate myself, Trying to think about New days. No more discoveries, Blocked mind, anxiety! Psychological slavery, Unconsciousness! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble! I kill myself again, I’m so tired. |
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4. | Black Hate - The Glorious Moments | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
... and disappear from the Immensity of the Emptiness And return to the Hole of eternity (Desaparecer, de la Inmensidad del vacio, Regresar al hoyo de la Eternidad) Screaming over the black Rainbow Flying over red waters, Going back and returning To the same place Pouring the same fear, The despair... Thinking Who am I...? Whu am I Here...? Moments of glory and PAIN The river sounds and Fishes die, meanwhile the Floor is being opened and The insert shadow of Death is watching you... For the last time We’ll see you again on The black rainbow and Under the acid rain... Within the hole of Eternity.... Once again.... |
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5. | Black Hate - M/S Salmonella (Lifelover cover) | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Baksmällan sitter kvar sedan gårdagen, det gör även spyan på toalettens vägg Jag vandrar runt likt en zombie i tristessen, hela tiden möter jag nya ansikten, vilket stör mig Bandaget stinker av sårvätska och var, men jag kan inte låta bli att lukta kontinuerligt Vinden blåser kallt, och jag får lust att hoppa ned bland de krossade isbitarna Jag har skickat dig ett vykort där det står: ”Farväl” |
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6. | Blodarv - I hulernes rige | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Der er mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø Og saa er der taarne af visdom Der rejser sig højt og kan se Som følger nattens flydende spor Til hvor intet aander og intet gror For at møde skovens dæmonfyldte sind I den bidende kølige nordenvind Fra tiden hvor det første blad falder Hvor skoven, frosten og maanen kalder Under stjerner der er døde vi alle kan se Og stjerner der fødes vi intet ved til Er der taarne der skraber mod maanen! Imens I lever der hvor intet sker Blandt dæmoner og sjæle I aldrig ser For der er jo mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige... Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø |
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7. | Blodarv - Sharpstone Mountain | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Come down to the coast my dear Run like the wind I’ll be waiting you there I got colors and canvas ready for us My blood is the paint Our canvas the rocks. Will you please help me the finnish my art Please I beg you with all of my heart, I know you fly with the owls tonight But I really don’t need that much of your time A few hundred heartbeats is all I need! In the darkness I have seen you And the demons you have in you Born of fire, breed in moonlight Yes my dear soul I know you well.... You are chapter five in my personal hell Sharpstone mountain my dear, my own I need one of your sharp grey stones I need it to smash it upon a head I need it for someone who wants to be dead! I’ll replace this stone with blood on your foot Everything will turn out as it should... I am coming, I am running I’ll be there very soon I’ll create it, This is perfect Just look at the light of the moon! I already know what you want me to do I know what you have to say and tell You want to revenge your bleeding life And cut them up like a sharp-bladed knife! As I run towards this silhouette soul I know it’s about the reach its goal I know this is what it wants me to do Finally here is your dream come true I got a stone in my hand! I’m here for you! |
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8. | Nocturnal Depression - One Night Among Nightmares | 02:15 | instrumental |
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9. | Nocturnal Depression - Cthulhu Is Awakening | 04:30 | instrumental |
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10. | Nocturnal Depression - The One Haunting My Mind | 11:04 | |
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01:03:53 |
L’Isolement
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 28th, 2013 | Avantgarde Music | AV 228 | 7" vinyl | |
November 28th, 2013 | Avantgarde Music | AV 228 | 7" vinyl + CD | Limited edition |
February 13th, 2014 | Avantgarde Music | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Vrede | Guitars, Vocals |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
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1. | L’isolement | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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2. | Beskidt og forladt | 06:29 | |
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12:16 |
Longing for Death
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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2014 | Purity Through Fire | PTF026 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
2014 | Purity Through Fire | PTF027 | CD | Limited edition, A5 digipak |
2014 | Purity Through Fire | PTF027 | CD | |
2014 | Purity Through Fire | PTF027 | Cassette | Limited edition |
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | All instruments, Vocals |
Vspolokh | |
Vel | Guitars, Vocals |
Velezar Sumrak | Drums |
Lis | Bass |
Myrd | |
S | Bass |
M | Drums |
R | Guitars (lead) |
L | Guitars (rhythm) |
V | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
LL | Mixing, Mastering |
Steffen | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:41 | |
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2. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:03 | |
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3. | Vspolokh - Extrinisc Obscuratism | 09:40 | |
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4. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:34 | |
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31:58 |
Near to the Stars
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | In the Arms of Fog | 07:05 | instrumental |
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2. | Near to the Stars | 10:32 | |
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3. | Nocte Aeterna | 05:01 | |
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4. | Crystal Tears | 14:00 | |
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5. | Lost in the Nothingness | 04:26 | |
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41:04 |
Spleen Black Metal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 25th, 2015 | Avantgarde Music | AV256 | CD | Digibook |
May 11th, 2015 | Avantgarde Music | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2017 | Avantgarde Music | AV256 | CD | Repress |
September 26th, 2017 | Sturmglanz Black Metal Manufaktur | 2017S004/05 | Cassette |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Algol | Bass (track 5) |
Marion Ferrieu | Cello (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
David Berbel | Cover art |
Natacha Pernoud | Layout |
Svarhandis | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Xavier | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Nokturnal Klash | Photography |
Sunvemetal | Photography |
Sylvain Clapot | Photography |
Niflheim | Photography |
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1. | Elégie | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
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2. | L’isolement | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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3. | Acédie | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Un vent souleve les epaves De mon esprit ahuri Et mes pensees deviennent esclaves D’une soudaine melancolie Comme un espoir qu’on avilit Comme une plainte, comme un bruit Qui me transperce, m’etourdie Qui me renverse et m’envahit Je bois le flot de mes envies Puis les recrache, les vomis Sur le cimetiere ou je languis Comme un cadavre sans logis J’abrege l’enfer de ma vie Ce soir encore, cette nuit J’entends toujours cette melodie Comme une sirene en furie J’ecoute encore la litanie De mon silence et mon ennui Je sens les blessures de mon corps Qui se propagent comme une onde Autour de moi comme une ronde Toujours plus fort… Elle est ma mort, elle est ma vie Fait mon plaisir et mon ennui Elle me reclame, elle me poursuit Comme une femme qu’on trahie Elle me condamne et me ravi Brule mon ame, mon elegie Verse une larme, o mon ami Sur le drame de ma vie: Je me condamne a l’acedie Je la chante comme je la crie Mon elegie |
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4. | Méditation grisâtre | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Sous le ciel pluvieux noye de brumes sales Devant l’Ocean bleme, assis sur un ilot Seul, loin de tout, je songe au clapotis du flot Dans le concert hurlant des mourantes rafales Criniere echevelee ainsi que des cavales Les vagues se tordant arrivent au galop Et croulent a mes pieds avec de longs sanglots Qu’emporte la tourmente aux haleines brutales Partout le grand ciel gris, le brouillard et la mer Rien que l’affolement des vents balayant l’air Plus d’heures, plus d’humains, et solitaire, morne Je reste la, perdu dans l’horizon lointain, Et songe que l’Espace est sans borne, sans borne, Et que le Temps n’aura jamais... jamais de fin |
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5. | Un immense désespoir | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Un immense désespoir Noir M’atteint Désormais, je ne pourrais M’égayer au rose et frais Matin. Et je tombe dans un trou Fou, Pourquoi Tout ce que j’ai fait d’efforts Dans l’Idéal m’a mis hors La Loi ? Satan, lorsque tu tombas Bas, Au moins Tu payais tes voeux cruels, Ton crime avait d’immortels Témoins. Moi, je n’ai jamais troublé, Blé, L’espoir Que tu donnes aux semeurs Cependant, puni, je meurs Ce soir. J’ai fait à quelque animal Mal Avec Une badine en chemin, Il se vengera demain Du bec. Il me crèvera les yeux Mieux Que vous Avec l’épingle à chapeau Femmes, au contact de peau Si doux. |
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6. | Remords posthume | 09:21 | Show lyrics |
Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle ténébreuse, Au fond d’un monument construit en marbre noir, Et lorsque tu n’auras pour alcôve et manoir Qu’un caveau pluvieux et qu’une fosse creuse; Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse Et tes flancs qu’assouplit un charmant nonchaloir, Empêchera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir, Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse, Le tombeau, confident de mon rêve infini (Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poète), Durant ces grandes nuits d’où le somme est banni, Te dira: "Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite, De n’avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?" Et le ver rongera ta peau comme un remords. |
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7. | Spleen Black Metal | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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46:51 |
Moloch / Nocturnal Depression
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Moloch | |
Sergiy Fjordsson | All instruments, Vocals |
Gionata Potenti | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Lokhraed | Lyrics |
J. N. I. | Mastering |
Sergiy Fjordsson | Layout, Mixing, Recording, Lyrics |
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1. | Moloch - Ornamente des Todes (Ornaments of Death / Орнаменти Смерті) | 10:34 | |
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2. | Nocturnal Depression - Høst | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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16:43 |
Deathcade
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
Avskrius | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Graf | Vocals (track 7) |
Herr Morbid | Vocals (track 3) |
Dorian Bones | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helder Ribeiro | Artwork |
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1. | And Fall the February Snow | 06:03 | |
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2. | Spring | 05:33 | |
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3. | They | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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4. | Spleen Black Metal | 07:07 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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5. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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6. | Hear My Voice... Kill Yourself | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
Hear my voice into your head, don’t try to stop it The poison streaming into your veins is me The cold you can feel is my revenge You’re just a scum, a creeping filth, you inspire hate Take this poisoned blade or are you So c**t that you can’t end your life? Everyone has the right to kill himself Families and friends are only excuses It’s stupid to say, I want to die When you don’t have the courage to kill yourself I watch your blood flowing to my feet I smile watching you creeping like the worm you are And your eyes are watching me asking for help The only thing you’ll receive will be my foot on your face These blades are tearing me and killing me Your hand try to reach me asking for help So fucking sad human are you enjoying it? Hear my voice and fucking kill yourself now |
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7. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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8. | Nostalgia | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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9. | Dead Children | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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57:13 |
Children of the Night
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Psychonaut 4 | |
Glixxx | Guitars |
Drifter | Guitars |
Graf | Vocals (lead) |
Nepho | Drums |
S.D. Ramirez | Guitars, Vocals (clean) |
Alex Menabde | Bass |
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1. | Psychonaut 4 - His Right to Remain Silent | 09:53 | Show lyrics |
Only silence Only dreams Only thinking Only me Ему теперь незачем смеяться, Когда другим смешно. Ему больше нечего бояться, Все ужасное прошло. Он может не улыбаться насильно При встрече с тобой. Он даже может не стараться, чтобы быть собой. Теперь он просто лег И использовал свое право молчания. Он использовал свое право молчания. Он, он молчит Он, не устал Он, он молчит Он просто мертв. (In memory of Igor A. and Lidia A.) |
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2. | Psychonaut 4 - #Питьитанцевать | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
В этой песне есть все, что нравится тебе - Танцевальные ритмы, пустые слова обо мне. Где-то в этом городе спрятано счастье, надо Обязательно найти его. Но почему-то я Начинаю поиски с подвалов, в которых нет Счастья. Счастливые люди не ходят, как я, по этим Подвалам, счастливые не ищут ответов в темноте Подсознания, освещая путь наполненной дымом Пластмассовой бутылкой. Счастливые не танцуют в Одиночку. Умение ошибаться я довёл до искусства. (я есть самый худший, эгоистичный и злой человек...×3...я есть...) Если кто-то обсуждает хорошего человека, я Точно знаю, что разговор не обо мне... Отец: - Ты ведь знаешь, что таких как ты,тлюди не любят. Тебе надо измениться, бросить пить, стать добрее. Дочь: - А я не люблю людей. У меня с ними взаимность в нелюбви. О. - Но что ты будешь делать всю жизнь, вот так...пить?? Д. - Почему только пить? Пить и танцевать. |
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3. | Psychonaut 4 - Her Ghost Haunts These Walls (Nocturnal Depression cover) | 08:47 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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4. | Nocturnal Depression - Self-Mutilation | 05:52 | Show lyrics |
Cut yourself... Take the knife which is lying on the ground Just straight your arms and let the blade embrace your veins Here you fall on your knees and cry How much you love self-mutilation? Continue, come on deeper, It’s what I want Mutilate you... Hear my voice into your head It tells you what to do So take a razorblade Put it all over your body Then go out and scream covered of your own blood "Regardez ce que votre dieu m’a fait" And blood is flowing again and again You wish none will find you until you are dead A physical pain combined to psycho pain Leave me and hate me What I love is to suffer Scarify you... I need sufferings Hear my voice into your head Just straight your arms and let the blade embrace your veins Here you fall on your knees and cry A physical pain combined to psycho pain Cut yourself...Mutilate you...Scarify you... |
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5. | Nocturnal Depression - Born in a Padded Cell | 09:17 | Show lyrics |
When I gaze around me all I see is white When I touch around me all I feel is sweet That’s the majestic place where I rule That’s me lonely kingdom of solitude When I scream so loudly all I hear is silence Then I plunge deeply my nails on my skin And let my open wounds bleed I tried to open this door to another world For fleeing the painful insane cradle where I live That’s my cursed live, forsaken I was born there... born in a padded cell Alone with my insane thoughts My wrists and neck are chained to the ground My eyes are blind by so much brightness Along with my strong death desire Let me go out of this place, this living mightmare I need to go out, I need it...I need it... Let me taste your flavor blood, this precious liquid I need to flee; I need to kill you all...I need to kill me... When I gaze around me all I see is white When I touch around me all I feel is sweet That’s my cursed live, forsaken I was born there... born in a padded cell |
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6. | Nocturnal Depression - Bad t.RIP (Psychonaut 4 cover) | 08:49 | Show lyrics |
Everything moves, changes color and shapes. I hope to find answers in an acid slough. But I failed the task, my subconscious Let me down. And now I’m alone, entangled in the chains of my own fears, Captive visios. Each of them is worse than another. Bloodthirsty block. Headless sage. Keeps his head in hands And feed dead birds his wisdom Do not hear my screams. Horrible noise pierces through my body. This is my own heavy breathing. I’m at a funeral, I realized. I realized this is my own funeral. There’s the grave, and over there I’m in a coffin. I realized this at once. What have I done? Why? What have I done? I really died, or am I dreaming? My mind can not sustain all this My nerves are about to give out. We must end this horror quicker I have urgently shoot my head All my fears will be out, together with my brain. |
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49:27 |
Tides of Despair
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Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Unknown |
Herr Suizid | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Graf | Vocals (track 7) |
Ngldogma | Vocals (track 3) |
Selvans Haruspex | Vocals (track 6) |
Animæ | Vocals (track 5) |
Revenant | Vocals (track 7) |
A.C. | Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Algol | Mixing, Mastering |
Lord Lokhraed | Producer |
Herr Suizid | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Drowning Myself | 01:56 | instrumental |
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2. | Tides of Despair | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
It seems the dawn will no more raise And I lay on the graveyard of memories A mystic fog is embracing tombstones As from my right hand, an empty bottle is falling Melancholic waves are drowning my mind And turn the ship of my body to a wreck Broken by the tides of despair Until I lay on the seabed... dead From my other hand something else is falling A tube of several anti-depressive pills I’ve shallowed more than a half with whiskey And when I’ve felt, I hurt a grave on which my blood remains Melancholic waves are drowning my mind And turn the ship of my body to a wreck Broken by the tides of despair Until I lay on the seabed... dead The anger of my sorrow is leading each ones of my acts The sadness of my hatred is feeding my suicide attempts The more forward you all go, the more back I walk Cause I don’t need to feel your gazes upon me... anymore... anymore... Melancholic waves are drowning my mind And turn the ship of my body to a wreck Broken by the tides of despair Until I lay on the seabed... dead |
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3. | Living in a Mass Grave | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Another time, another reflection I watch into the looking glass On which my blood is dripping Projections of my living fund The other me is falling in tears While gaze is turning to black Sometimes I can’t stand this pain A living nightmare, full of sufferings Then I grab quickly a razorblade And cut my skin to set this discomfort free As I fall in the cellar of memories Among bleeding and rotten corpses I feel there’s no escape Undead grim eyes are watching me with delight You are a living piece of shit You’re nothing and you should be at our place Their voices are tormenting me Rude words from forgotten entities hidden in Darkness I try to climb this mountain of cadavers But my nails break and blood makes me slipper I fall from high And break my bones on the grim ground They crawl towards me And start to devour my body I wake up in the real world Gazing all around me I feel my blood is still streaming In a last breath I leave your shitty world |
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4. | Solitude and Despair Again | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Trapped between walls of solitude My body is nailed to a dusty ground Burning sufferings brought by the rusty thorns Tearing my flesh, releasing my blood I’ve got no hope to see the light of day again Vultures and crows have devoured my eyes Forsaken by guiding hands of shining stars Scavengers have devoured my soul |
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5. | Slit My Wrists | 07:30 | Show lyrics |
A shiny moon high on the darkness Is blinding my eyes full of tears In this hopeless obscurity I’m lost in an old graveyard Far away from my life I’m falling down on my knees Tear away my heart Throw it on the ground Crush it with your foot I don’t need it anymore Slit my wrists, let blood flow until the last drop Put away this life out of me This suffering that I can’t stand Slit my wrists, plunge this blade deep in my flesh Until I give my last breath Just please slit my wrists Then I’ll stay forever with you I bear the cross of every trouble that happened Every whiplash being deserved I don’t stand anymore this pain A bittersweet taste of a broken life Tear away my heart Throw it on the ground Crush it with your foot I don’t need it anymore Slit my wrists, let blood flow until the last drop Put away this life out of me This suffering that I can’t stand Slit my wrists, plunge this blade deep in my flesh Until I give my last breath Just please slit my wrists Then I’ll stay forever with you I’m lifeless; I’m lifeless. Without any hope, with only suffering I’m drowning in self inflected violence Without your light upon me I am a useless soul then why going on Why going on towards a meaningless life Tear away my heart Throw it on the ground Crush it with your foot I don’t need it anymore Slit my wrists, let blood flow until the last drop Put away this life out of me This suffering that I can’t stand Slit my wrists, plunge this blade deep in my flesh Until I give my last breath Just please slit my wrists Then I’ll stay forever with you |
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6. | Farewell Letter | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
Here my last words Written in blood On a yellow paper Read them again and again For understanding My departure from your worthless world There’s nothing left for me among you My hopes have been reduced to ashes The flame of my life is fading away I leave you all to your fake existence Read my farewell letter |
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7. | Muse of Suicide | 07:43 | Show lyrics |
How beautiful she is with her lifeless burning gaze Staring silently through the endless void Her white crystal skin and her dark raven hairs Standing proudly with a long black dress I let your words sing their sweet melodies I follow your ghostly footprints between nameless graves Lead me into the unknown, Oh my muse Cause you’ll stay forever the muse of suicide Under a broken dead tree she is seating quietly Along her chest, some old bleeding wounds wide open While I drink her streaming blackened blood Her hands are caressing my hairs in a last farewell I let your words sing their sweet melodies I follow your ghostly footprints between nameless graves Lead me into the unknown, Oh my muse Cause you’ll stay forever the muse of suicide She is offering me the liberating blade Sharpened by life troubles and the thousand tears cried In a last whisper, I close slowly my eyes With for last vision, her gaze and her smile I let your words sing their sweet melodies I follow your ghostly footprints between nameless graves Lead me into the unknown, Oh my muse Cause you’ll stay forever the muse of suicide |
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8. | Reveries | 04:42 | instrumental |
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43:20 |
Suicidal Thoughts
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | A Ghostly Face into the Night | 06:20 | instrumental |
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2. | When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:59 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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3. | As Some Blades Penetrating My Flesh | 13:44 | Show lyrics |
This manipulating voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It wants me to hurt the others, to violate them and to kill them My fists are trying to break my skull under pressure I can’t flee this torment and the words it says Nobody really cares about your fate You could be better off dead for them Here it goes again, the grim choir of self-destruction is chanting It becomes silent when I plunge a cold silver blade in my flesh Then sufferings are embracing me while an invisible hand put some salt in my wound Their poisoned voices are rotting me and injuring me so deep You can free yourself of the chains of life And finally being accepted by all Softly the blade will lick your wrist Lay down and close your eyes... join us Darkness embracing my soul as I fall into the nothingness I open my eyes and gaze to my bleeding body All around I can see me dancing at the end of a rope Putting a gun towards my mouth and pulling a trigger As some blades penetrating my flesh This sad voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It puts dark thoughts into my mind and shows me the ways to kill me Drinking poison and taking pills with alcohol And then desire appears, an exit to escape this suffering I finally feel free freom the gazes of the others towards me |
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4. | ...and the Forest Answer to My Call | 04:49 | instrumental |
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44:52 |
Suicidal Thoughts
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | A Ghostly Face into the Night | 06:20 | instrumental |
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2. | When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:59 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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3. | As Some Blades Penetrating My Flesh | 13:44 | Show lyrics |
This manipulating voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It wants me to hurt the others, to violate them and to kill them My fists are trying to break my skull under pressure I can’t flee this torment and the words it says Nobody really cares about your fate You could be better off dead for them Here it goes again, the grim choir of self-destruction is chanting It becomes silent when I plunge a cold silver blade in my flesh Then sufferings are embracing me while an invisible hand put some salt in my wound Their poisoned voices are rotting me and injuring me so deep You can free yourself of the chains of life And finally being accepted by all Softly the blade will lick your wrist Lay down and close your eyes... join us Darkness embracing my soul as I fall into the nothingness I open my eyes and gaze to my bleeding body All around I can see me dancing at the end of a rope Putting a gun towards my mouth and pulling a trigger As some blades penetrating my flesh This sad voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It puts dark thoughts into my mind and shows me the ways to kill me Drinking poison and taking pills with alcohol And then desire appears, an exit to escape this suffering I finally feel free freom the gazes of the others towards me |
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4. | ...and the Forest Answer to My Call | 04:49 | instrumental |
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44:52 |
Near to the Stars
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Into the Arms of Fog | 08:54 | Show lyrics |
Fanatic genocidal passion With earth murdering desires Endless repulsion towards man And all the filthy things he admires The worship of synthetic souls An order from a history of lies May all this pain be washed away When this world finally dies "You haven’t seen anyone die have you? Certainly not upclose. That swept final gasp for them and then absolute silence. The stillness of the body as the flesh turns white. You’re terrified right now because you think of it as death. But think of it as freedom." Hatred of infernal proportions Flow through the dephts of my soul All love abolished From my cold black heart All humans begone Your lives are all done for My obsession shall slay you all I will redeem the fire and be your fall I shall seduce your young ones I shall be the last one remaining I feel the bloodlines I am werewolf training All emotions overthrown All feelings deleted They all lie They all deserve to die "You had to tell them how you love Jesus and naturally now I love Jesus very much. I love him so much I’d like to crucify him all over again." |
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2. | Near to the Stars | 13:08 | |
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3. | I Am the Black Wizards (Emperor cover) | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine For the black hills consists of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm No age will escape my wrath I travel through time and I return to the future I gather wisdom now lost I visit again the eternally ancient caves before a mighty Emperor thereupon came Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless prison of hate It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls that was destroyed in my future How many wizards that serve me with evil I know not My empires has no limits From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes I am the ruler and has been for eternity’s long My wizards are many, but their essence is mine Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of grief Because I am the spirit of their existence I am them. |
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4. | Crystal Tears from Her Eyes | 06:30 | |
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5. | Lost into the Nothingness | 00:28 | |
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35:04 |
Near to the Stars
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Into the Arms of Fog | 08:54 | Show lyrics |
Fanatic genocidal passion With earth murdering desires Endless repulsion towards man And all the filthy things he admires The worship of synthetic souls An order from a history of lies May all this pain be washed away When this world finally dies "You haven’t seen anyone die have you? Certainly not upclose. That swept final gasp for them and then absolute silence. The stillness of the body as the flesh turns white. You’re terrified right now because you think of it as death. But think of it as freedom." Hatred of infernal proportions Flow through the dephts of my soul All love abolished From my cold black heart All humans begone Your lives are all done for My obsession shall slay you all I will redeem the fire and be your fall I shall seduce your young ones I shall be the last one remaining I feel the bloodlines I am werewolf training All emotions overthrown All feelings deleted They all lie They all deserve to die "You had to tell them how you love Jesus and naturally now I love Jesus very much. I love him so much I’d like to crucify him all over again." |
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2. | Near to the Stars | 13:08 | |
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3. | I Am the Black Wizards (Emperor cover) | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine For the black hills consists of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm No age will escape my wrath I travel through time and I return to the future I gather wisdom now lost I visit again the eternally ancient caves before a mighty Emperor thereupon came Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless prison of hate It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls that was destroyed in my future How many wizards that serve me with evil I know not My empires has no limits From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes I am the ruler and has been for eternity’s long My wizards are many, but their essence is mine Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of grief Because I am the spirit of their existence I am them. |
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4. | Crystal Tears from Her Eyes | 06:30 | |
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5. | Lost into the Nothingness | 00:28 | |
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35:04 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Voices from Inside | 21:25 | |
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2. | The Rope Circling My Neck | 08:21 | |
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3. | Springtime Depression (Forgotten Tomb cover) | 04:48 | instrumental |
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4. | Manchmal wenn sie schläft (Nargaroth cover) | 18:18 | Show lyrics |
Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, wage ich nicht zu müden, denn im Tod ist Zeit genug um auszuruhen. Meine Blicke fallen auf Sie und meine Gedanken beginnen neue Pfade zu begehen... Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an Träume, die Ihr selbst im Schlaf keinen Frieden geben. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft sehe ich die Schatten, die Sie hinter Ihren Lidern jagen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rufe ich den Regen, der sanft auf Sie hernieder fällt. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, tropft er dann auf Ihr Gesicht, um Ihre rotgeweinten Augen zu kühlen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rauscht wilder Wein, und wilder Efeu deckt Sie zu. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft lege ich Ihr blaue Astern aufs Herz. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft bin Ich der Regen, der auf Sie hernieder fällt. Und manchmal wenn Sie schläft riecht Ihr Haar, wie frisch gefallenes Laub. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter der Regen, und so braucht Sie nicht zu weinen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter das Laub, und so braucht Sie nicht zu fallen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an’s Meer, das Macht besitzt, doch kein Erbarmen weiß. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft enthüllt dann ein Blitz ein Lächeln, das (vielleicht) endlich Frieden verspricht. |
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5. | Astre de nuit | 04:20 | instrumental |
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57:12 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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Side A | |||
1. | Voices from Inside | 21:25 | |
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2. | The Rope Circling My Neck | 08:21 | |
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3. | Springtime Depression (Forgotten Tomb cover) | 04:48 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
4. | Manchmal wenn sie schläft (Nargaroth cover) | 18:18 | Show lyrics |
Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, wage ich nicht zu müden, denn im Tod ist Zeit genug um auszuruhen. Meine Blicke fallen auf Sie und meine Gedanken beginnen neue Pfade zu begehen... Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an Träume, die Ihr selbst im Schlaf keinen Frieden geben. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft sehe ich die Schatten, die Sie hinter Ihren Lidern jagen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rufe ich den Regen, der sanft auf Sie hernieder fällt. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft, tropft er dann auf Ihr Gesicht, um Ihre rotgeweinten Augen zu kühlen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft rauscht wilder Wein, und wilder Efeu deckt Sie zu. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft lege ich Ihr blaue Astern aufs Herz. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft bin Ich der Regen, der auf Sie hernieder fällt. Und manchmal wenn Sie schläft riecht Ihr Haar, wie frisch gefallenes Laub. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter der Regen, und so braucht Sie nicht zu weinen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft fällt weiter das Laub, und so braucht Sie nicht zu fallen. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft denke ich an’s Meer, das Macht besitzt, doch kein Erbarmen weiß. Manchmal wenn Sie schläft enthüllt dann ein Blitz ein Lächeln, das (vielleicht) endlich Frieden verspricht. |
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5. | Astre de nuit | 04:20 | instrumental |
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57:12 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
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1. | And Fall the February Snow | 09:19 | |
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2. | A Life to Suffer | 15:13 | |
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3. | Intermezzo Pt I - Fragments of the Past.... | 04:24 | |
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4. | Suicidal Metal Anthems | 12:20 | Show lyrics |
Where are you now my love? My sweet one, Where have you gone, my love? I’m so alone. I only think of you. And it drives me down. I only dream of you. I’ll come to you. Take my hand. Hold me again. Please take my hand. Please hold me now, my love. Where are you now, oh my sweet love. I raise my fist To the sky Swear the ancient oath of black The lambs shall bleed Eternally bleed God is dead and shall forever be THIS IS REAL BLACK METAL! Gray leaf kiss the tears, she fell through dead flesh. Pain evoked the desire for death, the decay in the fall. No wave breaks the water, quietly kissed by the moonlight. Red tears intermingle, with the dead leaf. Fear that was called love, a dagger of hate, now sleeping sound within my heart. Fear creates the agony, the loneliness, that covets the decay. Agony is my desire, and deep in the fall death was given to me... |
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5. | Intermezzo Pt II - ...Lie Broken and Lifeless | 05:11 | |
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6. | Nostalgia | 20:34 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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7. | In My Dreams | 08:32 | |
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01:15:33 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
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1. | And Fall the February Snow | 09:19 | |
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2. | A Life to Suffer | 15:13 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Intermezzo Pt I - Fragments of the Past.... | 04:24 | |
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4. | Suicidal Metal Anthems | 12:20 | Show lyrics |
Where are you now my love? My sweet one, Where have you gone, my love? I’m so alone. I only think of you. And it drives me down. I only dream of you. I’ll come to you. Take my hand. Hold me again. Please take my hand. Please hold me now, my love. Where are you now, oh my sweet love. I raise my fist To the sky Swear the ancient oath of black The lambs shall bleed Eternally bleed God is dead and shall forever be THIS IS REAL BLACK METAL! Gray leaf kiss the tears, she fell through dead flesh. Pain evoked the desire for death, the decay in the fall. No wave breaks the water, quietly kissed by the moonlight. Red tears intermingle, with the dead leaf. Fear that was called love, a dagger of hate, now sleeping sound within my heart. Fear creates the agony, the loneliness, that covets the decay. Agony is my desire, and deep in the fall death was given to me... |
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5. | Intermezzo Pt II - ...Lie Broken and Lifeless | 05:11 | |
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6. | Nostalgia | 20:34 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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7. | In My Dreams | 08:32 | |
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01:15:33 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
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1. | Intro - Fragments of the Past | 04:26 | |
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2. | ...and Fall the February Snow | 06:53 | |
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3. | A Life of Suffering | 12:31 | |
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4. | Intermezzo - Lying Broken | 05:13 | |
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5. | Nostalgia | 16:38 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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6. | Outro - In My Dreams | 11:04 | |
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56:45 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Original line-up | |
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
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1. | Intro - Fragments of the Past | 04:26 | |
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2. | ...and Fall the February Snow | 06:53 | |
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3. | A Life for Suffering | 12:31 | |
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4. | Intermezzo - Lying Broken | 05:13 | |
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5. | Nostalgia | 16:38 | |
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6. | Outro - In My Dreams | 11:04 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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7. | - | 10:01 | |
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01:06:46 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | And Fall the February Snow | 09:19 | |
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2. | A Life to Suffer | 15:13 | |
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3. | Intermezzo Pt I - Fragments of the Past.... | 04:24 | |
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4. | Suicidal Metal Anthems | 12:20 | Show lyrics |
Where are you now my love? My sweet one, Where have you gone, my love? I’m so alone. I only think of you. And it drives me down. I only dream of you. I’ll come to you. Take my hand. Hold me again. Please take my hand. Please hold me now, my love. Where are you now, oh my sweet love. I raise my fist To the sky Swear the ancient oath of black The lambs shall bleed Eternally bleed God is dead and shall forever be THIS IS REAL BLACK METAL! Gray leaf kiss the tears, she fell through dead flesh. Pain evoked the desire for death, the decay in the fall. No wave breaks the water, quietly kissed by the moonlight. Red tears intermingle, with the dead leaf. Fear that was called love, a dagger of hate, now sleeping sound within my heart. Fear creates the agony, the loneliness, that covets the decay. Agony is my desire, and deep in the fall death was given to me... |
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5. | Intermezzo Pt II - ...Lie Broken and Lifeless | 05:11 | |
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Side B | |||
6. | Nostalgia | 20:34 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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7. | In My Dreams | 08:32 | |
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01:15:33 |
Nostalgia - Fragments of a Broken Past
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Original line-up | |
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Silvie Tepes | Photography, Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Intro - Fragments of the Past | 04:26 | |
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2. | ...and Fall the February Snow | 06:53 | |
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3. | Nostalgia | 16:38 | Show lyrics |
And once again despair is kissing me With her cold ghostly lips My own destruction is leading me to my grave That I digged for many times And once again I’m becoming a spectral thought Forgotten, sad, miserable s**t As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories You’ve broken us, piece by piece The score of my soundtrack is written by blood Music of suicide written in red I did it myself, my wrists are also opened And like my tears, it’s cascading Everything has been lost behind us On my kness, hands on my face The sun is appearing into the spring morning Where I’m lying there’s just nothing than my dust Now you don’t care about him You live on the other side of feelings But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body |
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Side B | |||
4. | Intermezzo - Lying Broken | 05:13 | |
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5. | A Life for Suffering | 12:31 | |
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6. | Outro - In My Dreams | 08:34 | |
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54:15 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Fjaer (Spring) | 10:48 | |
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2. | Sommer (Summer) | 08:49 | |
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3. | Host (Autumn) | 09:01 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Vinter (Winter) | 10:08 | |
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38:46 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Spring | 10:34 | |
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2. | Summer | 08:16 | |
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3. | Autumn | 08:30 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Winter | 11:55 | |
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39:15 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Spring | 10:37 | |
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2. | Summer | 08:19 | |
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3. | Autumn | 08:32 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Winter | 09:25 | |
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5. | - | 38:53 | |
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01:15:46 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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Side A | |||
1. | Fjaer (Spring) | 10:48 | |
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2. | Sommer (Summer) | 08:49 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | Host (Autumn) | 09:01 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Vinter (Winter) | 10:08 | |
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38:46 |
Four Seasons to a Depression
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Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
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1. | Fjaer (Spring) | 10:48 | |
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2. | Sommer (Summer) | 08:49 | |
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3. | Host (Autumn) | 09:01 | Show lyrics |
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs Time is wasted you’ve destroyed everything around us Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms Suicide is leading me, you are the Reason to my End Depression rise again from the Bottom of my Soul Desecration of my Heart, sentenced to Death Sorrow is kissing me with her poisoned Lips Sorrow embracing me and leading me to my Grave |
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4. | Vinter (Winter) | 10:08 | |
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38:46 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide - Opus II
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
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1. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 08:46 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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2. | The Stars Lightening My Path | 10:52 | |
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3. | [hidden track] | 05:28 | |
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4. | Join Me with Suicide | 14:19 | |
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5. | Hear My Voice... Kill Yourself | 20:18 | Show lyrics |
Hear my voice into your head, don’t try to stop it The poison streaming into your veins is me The cold you can feel is my revenge You’re just a scum, a creeping filth, you inspire hate Take this poisoned blade or are you So c**t that you can’t end your life? Everyone has the right to kill himself Families and friends are only excuses It’s stupid to say, I want to die When you don’t have the courage to kill yourself I watch your blood flowing to my feet I smile watching you creeping like the worm you are And your eyes are watching me asking for help The only thing you’ll receive will be my foot on your face These blades are tearing me and killing me Your hand try to reach me asking for help So fucking sad human are you enjoying it? Hear my voice and fucking kill yourself now |
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59:43 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide - Opus II
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
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1. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 08:46 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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2. | The Stars Lightening My Path | 10:52 | |
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3. | Intermezzo | 05:28 | |
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Side B | |||
4. | Join Me with Suicide | 14:19 | |
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5. | Hear My Voice... Kill Yourself | 20:18 | Show lyrics |
Hear my voice into your head, don’t try to stop it The poison streaming into your veins is me The cold you can feel is my revenge You’re just a scum, a creeping filth, you inspire hate Take this poisoned blade or are you So c**t that you can’t end your life? Everyone has the right to kill himself Families and friends are only excuses It’s stupid to say, I want to die When you don’t have the courage to kill yourself I watch your blood flowing to my feet I smile watching you creeping like the worm you are And your eyes are watching me asking for help The only thing you’ll receive will be my foot on your face These blades are tearing me and killing me Your hand try to reach me asking for help So fucking sad human are you enjoying it? Hear my voice and fucking kill yourself now |
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59:43 |
Soundtrack for a Suicide - Opus II
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Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
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1. | Anthem to Self-Destruction | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
I have seen my death in your eyes you are the most important suffering The cleansing of humanity has begun suicide is a way to the end Everyone must have inspirations For ending his shitty life Everything around you can be used Just search in your mind The anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally |
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2. | The Stars Lightening My Path | 10:54 | |
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3. | Intermezzo | 05:30 | |
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4. | Join Me with Suicide | 14:21 | |
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5. | Hear My Voice... Kill Yourself | 20:18 | Show lyrics |
Hear my voice into your head, don’t try to stop it The poison streaming into your veins is me The cold you can feel is my revenge You’re just a scum, a creeping filth, you inspire hate Take this poisoned blade or are you So c**t that you can’t end your life? Everyone has the right to kill himself Families and friends are only excuses It’s stupid to say, I want to die When you don’t have the courage to kill yourself I watch your blood flowing to my feet I smile watching you creeping like the worm you are And your eyes are watching me asking for help The only thing you’ll receive will be my foot on your face These blades are tearing me and killing me Your hand try to reach me asking for help So fucking sad human are you enjoying it? Hear my voice and fucking kill yourself now |
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59:51 |
Reflections of a Sad Soul
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Obeyron | Guitars (lead) |
Modii | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Herr Suizid | Guitars (rhythm) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Karëstya Këëtrëh | Lyrics for track 5 |
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1. | Intro - The Whispering Spectrum | 11:41 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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2. | Fading Away in the Fog | 13:37 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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3. | Solitude and Despair | 07:18 | instrumental |
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4. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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5. | Nevica | 23:03 | Show lyrics |
La notte cade e lamenti si alzano Su questo suolo di pietra, Inizio il mio lungo sonno I flash del mio passato, Visioni nere del mio futuro Qualche cosa che non arriverà Le tue parole hanno lacerato la mia pelle Dirigesti la lama che mi uccideva Le pietre strappavano le mie mani Queste cicatrici di sofferenza riaperte per sanguinare Lacrime nate dalla tristezza, Gridi dal dolore Ritorna il tuo ricordo e testimoni la mia decadenza Nevica, l’inverno copra il mio corpo La bellezza della sua purezza nasconda il mio viso Il mio corpo ripugnante intrappolando un’anima scura Diffusando delle sue sensibilità negative Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico Ho ucciso e sepolto tutto di te I venti freddi stanno soffiando Infine la mia anima lascia il vostro posto Nevica.. Riflesso di un’anima triste maledetta su questa terra Quest’orribile viso di mostro È quello che hai fatto I sogni sono un luogo di protezione Dove i sentimenti non possono ferire Io sono l’orribile cosa che li fanno diventare incubi Io sono morto, io giaccio su un posto dimenticato Io sono morto e sepolto lontano da te Io sono vicino a te, io sono vicino a te La tua fredda paura sono io Guardi lo specchio e contempli il mio riflesso Il riflesso di un’anima triste Nevica, l’inverno ha coperto il mio corpo Niente mi intrappola in questo posto Esisto come un pensiero spettrale Quello che vi guida verso la vostra distruzione Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico La gioia sarà proibita Una nuova era di sentimenti negativi si alza Nevica... |
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01:06:38 |
Reflections of a Sad Soul
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Guitars (rhythm) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Obeyron | Guitars (lead) |
Modii | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Karëstya Këëtrëh | Lyrics for track 5 |
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Intro | 01:38 | |
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2. | The Whispering Spectrum | 10:03 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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Side B | |||
3. | Fading Away in the Fog | 13:37 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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4. | Solitude and Despair | 07:18 | instrumental |
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32:36 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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2. | Nevica | 12:05 | Show lyrics |
La notte cade e lamenti si alzano Su questo suolo di pietra, Inizio il mio lungo sonno I flash del mio passato, Visioni nere del mio futuro Qualche cosa che non arriverà Le tue parole hanno lacerato la mia pelle Dirigesti la lama che mi uccideva Le pietre strappavano le mie mani Queste cicatrici di sofferenza riaperte per sanguinare Lacrime nate dalla tristezza, Gridi dal dolore Ritorna il tuo ricordo e testimoni la mia decadenza Nevica, l’inverno copra il mio corpo La bellezza della sua purezza nasconda il mio viso Il mio corpo ripugnante intrappolando un’anima scura Diffusando delle sue sensibilità negative Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico Ho ucciso e sepolto tutto di te I venti freddi stanno soffiando Infine la mia anima lascia il vostro posto Nevica.. Riflesso di un’anima triste maledetta su questa terra Quest’orribile viso di mostro È quello che hai fatto I sogni sono un luogo di protezione Dove i sentimenti non possono ferire Io sono l’orribile cosa che li fanno diventare incubi Io sono morto, io giaccio su un posto dimenticato Io sono morto e sepolto lontano da te Io sono vicino a te, io sono vicino a te La tua fredda paura sono io Guardi lo specchio e contempli il mio riflesso Il riflesso di un’anima triste Nevica, l’inverno ha coperto il mio corpo Niente mi intrappola in questo posto Esisto come un pensiero spettrale Quello che vi guida verso la vostra distruzione Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico La gioia sarà proibita Una nuova era di sentimenti negativi si alza Nevica... |
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Side B | |||
3. | Voices from Inside | 10:58 | |
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4. | Spring (Live) | ||
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5. | Nostalgia (Live) | ||
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34:02 |
Reflections of a Sad Soul
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Guitars (rhythm) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Obeyron | Guitars (lead) |
Modii | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Karëstya Këëtrëh | Lyrics for track 5 |
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Single-sided | |||
1. | The Whispering Spectrum | 10:03 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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2. | Fading Away in the Fog | 13:37 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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3. | Solitude and Despair | 07:18 | instrumental |
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4. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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5. | Nevica | 12:05 | Show lyrics |
La notte cade e lamenti si alzano Su questo suolo di pietra, Inizio il mio lungo sonno I flash del mio passato, Visioni nere del mio futuro Qualche cosa che non arriverà Le tue parole hanno lacerato la mia pelle Dirigesti la lama che mi uccideva Le pietre strappavano le mie mani Queste cicatrici di sofferenza riaperte per sanguinare Lacrime nate dalla tristezza, Gridi dal dolore Ritorna il tuo ricordo e testimoni la mia decadenza Nevica, l’inverno copra il mio corpo La bellezza della sua purezza nasconda il mio viso Il mio corpo ripugnante intrappolando un’anima scura Diffusando delle sue sensibilità negative Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico Ho ucciso e sepolto tutto di te I venti freddi stanno soffiando Infine la mia anima lascia il vostro posto Nevica.. Riflesso di un’anima triste maledetta su questa terra Quest’orribile viso di mostro È quello che hai fatto I sogni sono un luogo di protezione Dove i sentimenti non possono ferire Io sono l’orribile cosa che li fanno diventare incubi Io sono morto, io giaccio su un posto dimenticato Io sono morto e sepolto lontano da te Io sono vicino a te, io sono vicino a te La tua fredda paura sono io Guardi lo specchio e contempli il mio riflesso Il riflesso di un’anima triste Nevica, l’inverno ha coperto il mio corpo Niente mi intrappola in questo posto Esisto come un pensiero spettrale Quello che vi guida verso la vostra distruzione Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico La gioia sarà proibita Una nuova era di sentimenti negativi si alza Nevica... |
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6. | Voices from Inside | 10:58 | |
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01:05:00 |
Reflections of a Sad Soul
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Guitars (rhythm) |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Obeyron | Guitars (lead) |
Modii | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lord Karëstya Këëtrëh | Lyrics for track 5 |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 01:39 | instrumental |
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2. | The Whispering Spectrum | 10:04 | Show lyrics |
Midnight’s bell rings, the air is becoming rolder Sounds of sadness reaching me Each night I hear their whispers I feel their sorrow, their lost souls All around me they stay Their laments trapped here, all sounds, all tear I can hear them, crying to me I can see them, searching for help I can feel them, their cold spectral hands The whispering spectrum is standing next to you Some screams of suffering Coming from the depths of darkness I rise each day, each night, Walking silently among you Your breath turns cold, as you cover yourself But even those things can’t hear you I’m not alone there, around you in this piece You know it we are all your past errors Hear my words, do what I tell you See the death you gave birth Feel the sorrow that you hide I’m the whispering spectrum, to be free kill yourself |
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3. | Fading Away in the Fog | 13:37 | Show lyrics |
Dead under a night sky I am And I gaze to these shooting stars My eyes contemplate them As my strenght fades away All around me I feel nature moving Wolves tearing the curtain of night As the cold rise on my corpse My soul is walking towards his deliverance Lacerate my body to set him free I get up from the natural ground The darkness splendor I look behind me, I find my body the wrists open A path covered of snow opens in front of me I see far away a light I will never reach The fog is rising from the soil Some spectral people appear They lead me far away from this place of suffering I know each one of them They are my sad memories from my past Take me away from all of them Their presence is insupportable Take me away from my sadness I killed myself to flee you all Why don’t you leave me alone? Let me alone! Let my spirit fade away in the fog |
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4. | Solitude and Despair | 07:18 | instrumental |
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5. | Her Ghost Haunts These Walls | 10:59 | Show lyrics |
My hands are caressing the stones Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart The obscurity mixing black and gray My blinded eyes open theirs Everything there is full of sorrow Everything there is crying Forever lost I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay by your side I take your hands; I follow you to a better place I take your hands; let me stay with you Among these ruins of our life I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me Flashes hurt my mind I see you everywhere, I can’t forget you The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering The world’s turning dark, the ambient cold I feel your presence, your arms around me Your head on my back I killed myself to join you |
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6. | Nevica | 12:06 | Show lyrics |
La notte cade e lamenti si alzano Su questo suolo di pietra, Inizio il mio lungo sonno I flash del mio passato, Visioni nere del mio futuro Qualche cosa che non arriverà Le tue parole hanno lacerato la mia pelle Dirigesti la lama che mi uccideva Le pietre strappavano le mie mani Queste cicatrici di sofferenza riaperte per sanguinare Lacrime nate dalla tristezza, Gridi dal dolore Ritorna il tuo ricordo e testimoni la mia decadenza Nevica, l’inverno copra il mio corpo La bellezza della sua purezza nasconda il mio viso Il mio corpo ripugnante intrappolando un’anima scura Diffusando delle sue sensibilità negative Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico Ho ucciso e sepolto tutto di te I venti freddi stanno soffiando Infine la mia anima lascia il vostro posto Nevica.. Riflesso di un’anima triste maledetta su questa terra Quest’orribile viso di mostro È quello che hai fatto I sogni sono un luogo di protezione Dove i sentimenti non possono ferire Io sono l’orribile cosa che li fanno diventare incubi Io sono morto, io giaccio su un posto dimenticato Io sono morto e sepolto lontano da te Io sono vicino a te, io sono vicino a te La tua fredda paura sono io Guardi lo specchio e contempli il mio riflesso Il riflesso di un’anima triste Nevica, l’inverno ha coperto il mio corpo Niente mi intrappola in questo posto Esisto come un pensiero spettrale Quello che vi guida verso la vostra distruzione Nevica, nessuna emozione né rammarico La gioia sarà proibita Una nuova era di sentimenti negativi si alza Nevica... |
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7. | Voices from Inside | 10:58 | |
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01:06:41 |
Beyond the Light
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Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Wedard | |
Sternenfrost | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Karmageddon | Drums |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wedard - Helion | 07:39 | |
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2. | Wedard - Universe in Mirror | 07:58 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:56 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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35:33 |
Beyond the Light
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Wedard | |
Sternenfrost | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Karmageddon | Drums |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wedard - Helion | 07:39 | |
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2. | Wedard - Universe in Mirror | 07:58 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:56 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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35:33 |
Beyond the Light
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Wedard | |
Sternenfrost | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Karmageddon | Drums |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wedard - Helion | 07:39 | |
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2. | Wedard - Universe in Mirror | 07:58 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:56 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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35:33 |
Beyond the Light
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Wedard | |
Sternenfrost | Guitars, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Karmageddon | Drums |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wedard - Helion | 07:39 | |
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2. | Wedard - Universe in Mirror | 07:58 | |
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3. | Nocturnal Depression - When Darkness Cover My Soul | 19:56 | Show lyrics |
Night, grim curtain of the day You seduce me each time you appear And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence All your servants are gathered and sing solemnly Your glory Hear the calls of crying wolves All the vermin of the world is waiting for you All the vermin of the world is waiting for you A black requiem honoring the majesty of dusk With the cold breath of northern winds Like the spectral touch of a buried cadaver Where every part of darkness lives All flowers wither Shadows, grim and mighty shadows You creep along the dusty soil In search of any peaceful life to devour And happiness to wither Fog, mystic smoke raising from the burial ground You’re the whispers of a dead crying soul From the dark past They raise from their graves My eyes watch them in silence No word can flee from my throat Silent soundless screams My feelings are mixed between pleasure and terror I know at the end I’m seduced by this nocturnal splendor Life? Life? Death? Death? Life deserves nothing than to be destroyed Death will be my guide Death will be my guide I have killed myself I have killed myself |
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35:33 |
Dismal Empyrean Solitude
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Benighted in Sodom | |
Matron Thorn | All instruments, Vocals |
Deathrow | |
Thorns | All instruments, Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Benighted in Sodom - Gray Flowers | 12:01 | Show lyrics |
Behold my savior, for he comes on a plate (in a capsule) Wouldst thou grant my soul peace before I should cross thee, lest I take flight from this bridge, and plummet through my most ecstatic anticipation? What is and what is not There is only an hourglass and a scythe, a picturesque solace made for dying and burials I no longer dream of us (do I dream of anything?) For I am swept away in this solitary sea of breathless harmony The fixation flickers and is snuffed out It is just myself and these apparitions Lingering around as if to communicate something to me But I am deaf |
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2. | Nocturnal Depression - Déchéance | 10:21 | |
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3. | Deathrow - Il vento del nord | 16:10 | |
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38:32 |
Dismal Empyrean Solitude
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Benighted in Sodom | |
Matron Thorn | All instruments, Vocals |
Deathrow | |
Thorns | All instruments, Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Benighted in Sodom - Gray Flowers | 12:01 | Show lyrics |
Behold my savior, for he comes on a plate (in a capsule) Wouldst thou grant my soul peace before I should cross thee, lest I take flight from this bridge, and plummet through my most ecstatic anticipation? What is and what is not There is only an hourglass and a scythe, a picturesque solace made for dying and burials I no longer dream of us (do I dream of anything?) For I am swept away in this solitary sea of breathless harmony The fixation flickers and is snuffed out It is just myself and these apparitions Lingering around as if to communicate something to me But I am deaf |
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2. | Nocturnal Depression - Déchéance | 10:21 | |
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3. | Deathrow - Il vento del nord | 16:09 | |
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38:31 |
The Cult of Negation
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Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
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2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
The Cult of Negation
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
The Cult of Negation
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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Side B | |||
4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
The Cult of Negation
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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Side B | |||
4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
The Cult of Negation
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Herr Suizid | Conductor |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morkhod | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Credo negativo | 03:37 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | They | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We’re children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death |
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3. | We’re All Better Off Dead | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
i’m drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you’ll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we’re all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you’re human crap that I manipulate What we’ve done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We’re all better off dead |
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Side B | |||
4. | Home Asylum | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ’’Free me from this life’’ On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ’’Enjoy the pleasure of life’’ |
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5. | Dead Children | 07:31 | Show lyrics |
Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can’t understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery |
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6. | The Cult of Negation | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You’re all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You’re all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don’t care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You’re all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You’re sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We’ve got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You’re all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You’re all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody |
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43:43 |
Shadows of Tragedy
Members | |
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Band members | |
Blodarv | |
Hugin | Vocals, Guitars |
Huul | Bass |
Ynleborgaz | Drums |
Pest | Guitars |
Satinae Ma | Vocals (female) |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Grimlair | |
W. | All instruments, Vocals |
Black Hate | |
B.G. | All instruments, Vocals |
Acedi | |
N | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Modii | Bass (tracks 8-10) |
Morkhod | Drums (tracks 8-10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Acedi - Drowned in Failure | 07:47 | |
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2. | Grimlair - To Kill Oneself to Exist and Choose Our Way | 08:09 | Show lyrics |
Million souls leaving Bodies, Rising in the skies, Dancing around flashes From the past. The matter years, (Are) Hurt suddenly and Lost in spaces... Aligned bodies in "Wounds garden", I’m reading Nameless "flowers", Symbol of millions Stories. I’m not dancing With the others ’Cause I had a Premature end. By Suicide. Bsnal ways Artificial meaning I killed myself To exist. |
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3. | Grimlair - Captive Souls in Slaves & Artificial Bodies | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
In complications.... I’m so tired! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble. Unchanging spasms, I debate myself, Trying to think about New days. No more discoveries, Blocked mind, anxiety! Psychological slavery, Unconsciousness! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble! I kill myself again, I’m so tired. |
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4. | Black Hate - The Glorious Moments | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
... and disappear from the Immensity of the Emptiness And return to the Hole of eternity (Desaparecer, de la Inmensidad del vacio, Regresar al hoyo de la Eternidad) Screaming over the black Rainbow Flying over red waters, Going back and returning To the same place Pouring the same fear, The despair... Thinking Who am I...? Whu am I Here...? Moments of glory and PAIN The river sounds and Fishes die, meanwhile the Floor is being opened and The insert shadow of Death is watching you... For the last time We’ll see you again on The black rainbow and Under the acid rain... Within the hole of Eternity.... Once again.... |
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5. | Black Hate - M/S Salmonella (Lifelover cover) | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Baksmällan sitter kvar sedan gårdagen, det gör även spyan på toalettens vägg Jag vandrar runt likt en zombie i tristessen, hela tiden möter jag nya ansikten, vilket stör mig Bandaget stinker av sårvätska och var, men jag kan inte låta bli att lukta kontinuerligt Vinden blåser kallt, och jag får lust att hoppa ned bland de krossade isbitarna Jag har skickat dig ett vykort där det står: ”Farväl” |
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6. | Blodarv - I hulernes rige | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Der er mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø Og saa er der taarne af visdom Der rejser sig højt og kan se Som følger nattens flydende spor Til hvor intet aander og intet gror For at møde skovens dæmonfyldte sind I den bidende kølige nordenvind Fra tiden hvor det første blad falder Hvor skoven, frosten og maanen kalder Under stjerner der er døde vi alle kan se Og stjerner der fødes vi intet ved til Er der taarne der skraber mod maanen! Imens I lever der hvor intet sker Blandt dæmoner og sjæle I aldrig ser For der er jo mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige... Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø |
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7. | Blodarv - Sharpstone Mountain | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Come down to the coast my dear Run like the wind I’ll be waiting you there I got colors and canvas ready for us My blood is the paint Our canvas the rocks. Will you please help me the finnish my art Please I beg you with all of my heart, I know you fly with the owls tonight But I really don’t need that much of your time A few hundred heartbeats is all I need! In the darkness I have seen you And the demons you have in you Born of fire, breed in moonlight Yes my dear soul I know you well.... You are chapter five in my personal hell Sharpstone mountain my dear, my own I need one of your sharp grey stones I need it to smash it upon a head I need it for someone who wants to be dead! I’ll replace this stone with blood on your foot Everything will turn out as it should... I am coming, I am running I’ll be there very soon I’ll create it, This is perfect Just look at the light of the moon! I already know what you want me to do I know what you have to say and tell You want to revenge your bleeding life And cut them up like a sharp-bladed knife! As I run towards this silhouette soul I know it’s about the reach its goal I know this is what it wants me to do Finally here is your dream come true I got a stone in my hand! I’m here for you! |
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8. | Nocturnal Depression - One Night Among Nightmares | 02:15 | instrumental |
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9. | Nocturnal Depression - Cthulhu Is Awakening | 04:30 | instrumental |
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10. | Nocturnal Depression - The One Haunting My Mind | 11:04 | |
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01:03:53 |
Shadows of Tragedy
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Blodarv | |
Huul | Bass |
Ynleborgaz | Drums |
Pest | Guitars |
Satinae Ma | Vocals (female) |
Hugin | Vocals, Guitars |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Herr Suizid | All instruments |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Grimlair | |
W. | All instruments, Vocals |
Black Hate | |
B.G. | All instruments, Vocals |
Acedi | |
N | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Modii | Bass (tracks 8-10) |
Morkhod | Drums (tracks 8-10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cold Poison | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Acedi - Drowned in Failure | 07:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Grimlair - To Kill Oneself to Exist and Choose Our Way | 08:09 | Show lyrics |
Million souls leaving Bodies, Rising in the skies, Dancing around flashes From the past. The matter years, (Are) Hurt suddenly and Lost in spaces... Aligned bodies in "Wounds garden", I’m reading Nameless "flowers", Symbol of millions Stories. I’m not dancing With the others ’Cause I had a Premature end. By Suicide. Bsnal ways Artificial meaning I killed myself To exist. |
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3. | Grimlair - Captive Souls in Slaves & Artificial Bodies | 06:19 | Show lyrics |
In complications.... I’m so tired! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble. Unchanging spasms, I debate myself, Trying to think about New days. No more discoveries, Blocked mind, anxiety! Psychological slavery, Unconsciousness! Monotony of the days, Does me tremble! I kill myself again, I’m so tired. |
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4. | Black Hate - The Glorious Moments | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
... and disappear from the Immensity of the Emptiness And return to the Hole of eternity (Desaparecer, de la Inmensidad del vacio, Regresar al hoyo de la Eternidad) Screaming over the black Rainbow Flying over red waters, Going back and returning To the same place Pouring the same fear, The despair... Thinking Who am I...? Whu am I Here...? Moments of glory and PAIN The river sounds and Fishes die, meanwhile the Floor is being opened and The insert shadow of Death is watching you... For the last time We’ll see you again on The black rainbow and Under the acid rain... Within the hole of Eternity.... Once again.... |
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5. | Black Hate - M/S Salmonella (Lifelover cover) | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Baksmällan sitter kvar sedan gårdagen, det gör även spyan på toalettens vägg Jag vandrar runt likt en zombie i tristessen, hela tiden möter jag nya ansikten, vilket stör mig Bandaget stinker av sårvätska och var, men jag kan inte låta bli att lukta kontinuerligt Vinden blåser kallt, och jag får lust att hoppa ned bland de krossade isbitarna Jag har skickat dig ett vykort där det står: ”Farväl” |
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6. | Blodarv - I hulernes rige | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Der er mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø Og saa er der taarne af visdom Der rejser sig højt og kan se Som følger nattens flydende spor Til hvor intet aander og intet gror For at møde skovens dæmonfyldte sind I den bidende kølige nordenvind Fra tiden hvor det første blad falder Hvor skoven, frosten og maanen kalder Under stjerner der er døde vi alle kan se Og stjerner der fødes vi intet ved til Er der taarne der skraber mod maanen! Imens I lever der hvor intet sker Blandt dæmoner og sjæle I aldrig ser For der er jo mørkt, mørkt, mørkt Her i hulernes rige... Det er koldt, koldt, koldt Her paa djævlens ø Der er fastfrosne skæbner ingen sommer kan tø Blandt udviskede sjæle Der vil falme og dø |
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7. | Blodarv - Sharpstone Mountain | 03:08 | Show lyrics |
Come down to the coast my dear Run like the wind I’ll be waiting you there I got colors and canvas ready for us My blood is the paint Our canvas the rocks. Will you please help me the finnish my art Please I beg you with all of my heart, I know you fly with the owls tonight But I really don’t need that much of your time A few hundred heartbeats is all I need! In the darkness I have seen you And the demons you have in you Born of fire, breed in moonlight Yes my dear soul I know you well.... You are chapter five in my personal hell Sharpstone mountain my dear, my own I need one of your sharp grey stones I need it to smash it upon a head I need it for someone who wants to be dead! I’ll replace this stone with blood on your foot Everything will turn out as it should... I am coming, I am running I’ll be there very soon I’ll create it, This is perfect Just look at the light of the moon! I already know what you want me to do I know what you have to say and tell You want to revenge your bleeding life And cut them up like a sharp-bladed knife! As I run towards this silhouette soul I know it’s about the reach its goal I know this is what it wants me to do Finally here is your dream come true I got a stone in my hand! I’m here for you! |
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8. | Nocturnal Depression - One Night Among Nightmares | 02:14 | instrumental |
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9. | Nocturnal Depression - Cthulhu Is Awakening | 04:30 | instrumental |
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10. | Nocturnal Depression - The One Haunting My Mind | 11:04 | |
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L’Isolement
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Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Vrede | Guitars, Vocals |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
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1. | L’isolement | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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12:16 |
L’Isolement
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Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Vrede | Guitars, Vocals |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
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Disc 1 (Vinyl) | |||
Side A | |||
1. | L’isolement | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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2. | Beskidt og forladt | 06:29 | |
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12:16 | |||
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1. | L’isolement | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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2. | Beskidt og forladt | 06:29 | |
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3. | Disheartment / Love’s Burial Ground (Forgotten Tomb cover) | 07:48 | |
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4. | Seven Tears Are Flowing into the River (Nargaroth cover) | 06:08 | |
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26:12 |
L’Isolement
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Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Vrede | Guitars, Vocals |
Morkhod | Drums |
Krahne | Bass |
Tracks | |||
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1. | L’isolement | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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2. | Beskidt og forladt | 06:29 | |
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12:16 |
Longing for Death
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | All instruments, Vocals |
Vspolokh | |
Vel | Guitars, Vocals |
Velezar Sumrak | Drums |
Lis | Bass |
Myrd | |
S | Bass |
M | Drums |
R | Guitars (lead) |
L | Guitars (rhythm) |
V | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
LL | Mixing, Mastering |
Steffen | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:41 | |
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2. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:03 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | Vspolokh - Extrinisc Obscuratism | 09:40 | |
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4. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:34 | |
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31:58 |
Longing for Death
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Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | All instruments, Vocals |
Vspolokh | |
Vel | Guitars, Vocals |
Velezar Sumrak | Drums |
Lis | Bass |
Myrd | |
S | Bass |
M | Drums |
R | Guitars (lead) |
L | Guitars (rhythm) |
V | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
LL | Mixing, Mastering |
Steffen | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:42 | |
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2. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:06 | |
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3. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:35 | |
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4. | Vspolokh - Extrinisc Obscuratism | 09:43 | |
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32:06 |
Longing for Death
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Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | All instruments, Vocals |
Vspolokh | |
Vel | Guitars, Vocals |
Velezar Sumrak | Drums |
Lis | Bass |
Myrd | |
S | Bass |
M | Drums |
R | Guitars (lead) |
L | Guitars (rhythm) |
V | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
LL | Mixing, Mastering |
Steffen | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:42 | |
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2. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:06 | |
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3. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:35 | |
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4. | Vspolokh - Extrinisc Obscuratism | 09:43 | |
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32:06 |
Longing for Death
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturnal Depression | |
Lord Lokhraed | All instruments, Vocals |
Vspolokh | |
Vel | Guitars, Vocals |
Velezar Sumrak | Drums |
Lis | Bass |
Myrd | |
S | Bass |
M | Drums |
R | Guitars (lead) |
L | Guitars (rhythm) |
V | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
LL | Mixing, Mastering |
Steffen | Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:41 | |
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2. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:34 | |
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3. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:03 | |
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4. | Vspolokh - Extrinsic Obscurantism | 09:40 | |
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Side B | |||
1. | Nocturnal Depression - Waste of Life | 11:41 | |
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2. | Myrd - Afkom af et forfald | 04:34 | |
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3. | Myrd - Selvdestruktiv | 06:03 | |
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4. | Vspolokh - Extrinsic Obscurantism | 09:40 | |
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31:58 |
Spleen Black Metal
Members | |
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Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Algol | Bass (track 5) |
Marion Ferrieu | Cello (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
David Berbel | Cover art |
Natacha Pernoud | Layout |
Svarhandis | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Xavier | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Nokturnal Klash | Photography |
Sunvemetal | Photography |
Sylvain Clapot | Photography |
Niflheim | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Elégie | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
Each night I dream about my own death and yours | |||
2. | L’isolement | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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3. | Acédie | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Un vent souleve les epaves De mon esprit ahuri Et mes pensees deviennent esclaves D’une soudaine melancolie Comme un espoir qu’on avilit Comme une plainte, comme un bruit Qui me transperce, m’etourdie Qui me renverse et m’envahit Je bois le flot de mes envies Puis les recrache, les vomis Sur le cimetiere ou je languis Comme un cadavre sans logis J’abrege l’enfer de ma vie Ce soir encore, cette nuit J’entends toujours cette melodie Comme une sirene en furie J’ecoute encore la litanie De mon silence et mon ennui Je sens les blessures de mon corps Qui se propagent comme une onde Autour de moi comme une ronde Toujours plus fort… Elle est ma mort, elle est ma vie Fait mon plaisir et mon ennui Elle me reclame, elle me poursuit Comme une femme qu’on trahie Elle me condamne et me ravi Brule mon ame, mon elegie Verse une larme, o mon ami Sur le drame de ma vie: Je me condamne a l’acedie Je la chante comme je la crie Mon elegie |
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4. | Méditation grisâtre | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Sous le ciel pluvieux noye de brumes sales Devant l’Ocean bleme, assis sur un ilot Seul, loin de tout, je songe au clapotis du flot Dans le concert hurlant des mourantes rafales Criniere echevelee ainsi que des cavales Les vagues se tordant arrivent au galop Et croulent a mes pieds avec de longs sanglots Qu’emporte la tourmente aux haleines brutales Partout le grand ciel gris, le brouillard et la mer Rien que l’affolement des vents balayant l’air Plus d’heures, plus d’humains, et solitaire, morne Je reste la, perdu dans l’horizon lointain, Et songe que l’Espace est sans borne, sans borne, Et que le Temps n’aura jamais... jamais de fin |
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5. | Un immense désespoir | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Un immense désespoir Noir M’atteint Désormais, je ne pourrais M’égayer au rose et frais Matin. Et je tombe dans un trou Fou, Pourquoi Tout ce que j’ai fait d’efforts Dans l’Idéal m’a mis hors La Loi ? Satan, lorsque tu tombas Bas, Au moins Tu payais tes voeux cruels, Ton crime avait d’immortels Témoins. Moi, je n’ai jamais troublé, Blé, L’espoir Que tu donnes aux semeurs Cependant, puni, je meurs Ce soir. J’ai fait à quelque animal Mal Avec Une badine en chemin, Il se vengera demain Du bec. Il me crèvera les yeux Mieux Que vous Avec l’épingle à chapeau Femmes, au contact de peau Si doux. |
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6. | Remords posthume | 09:21 | Show lyrics |
Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle ténébreuse, Au fond d’un monument construit en marbre noir, Et lorsque tu n’auras pour alcôve et manoir Qu’un caveau pluvieux et qu’une fosse creuse; Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse Et tes flancs qu’assouplit un charmant nonchaloir, Empêchera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir, Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse, Le tombeau, confident de mon rêve infini (Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poète), Durant ces grandes nuits d’où le somme est banni, Te dira: "Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite, De n’avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?" Et le ver rongera ta peau comme un remords. |
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7. | Spleen Black Metal | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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Spleen Black Metal
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Algol | Bass (track 5) |
Marion Ferrieu | Cello (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Svarhandis | Mastering, Recording, Mixing |
Niflheim | Photography |
Xavier | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
David Berbel | Cover art |
Natacha Pernoud | Layout |
Nokturnal Klash | Photography |
Sunvemetal | Photography |
Sylvain Clapot | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Elégie | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
Each night I dream about my own death and yours | |||
2. | L’isolement | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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3. | Acédie | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Un vent souleve les epaves De mon esprit ahuri Et mes pensees deviennent esclaves D’une soudaine melancolie Comme un espoir qu’on avilit Comme une plainte, comme un bruit Qui me transperce, m’etourdie Qui me renverse et m’envahit Je bois le flot de mes envies Puis les recrache, les vomis Sur le cimetiere ou je languis Comme un cadavre sans logis J’abrege l’enfer de ma vie Ce soir encore, cette nuit J’entends toujours cette melodie Comme une sirene en furie J’ecoute encore la litanie De mon silence et mon ennui Je sens les blessures de mon corps Qui se propagent comme une onde Autour de moi comme une ronde Toujours plus fort… Elle est ma mort, elle est ma vie Fait mon plaisir et mon ennui Elle me reclame, elle me poursuit Comme une femme qu’on trahie Elle me condamne et me ravi Brule mon ame, mon elegie Verse une larme, o mon ami Sur le drame de ma vie: Je me condamne a l’acedie Je la chante comme je la crie Mon elegie |
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4. | Méditation grisâtre | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Sous le ciel pluvieux noye de brumes sales Devant l’Ocean bleme, assis sur un ilot Seul, loin de tout, je songe au clapotis du flot Dans le concert hurlant des mourantes rafales Criniere echevelee ainsi que des cavales Les vagues se tordant arrivent au galop Et croulent a mes pieds avec de longs sanglots Qu’emporte la tourmente aux haleines brutales Partout le grand ciel gris, le brouillard et la mer Rien que l’affolement des vents balayant l’air Plus d’heures, plus d’humains, et solitaire, morne Je reste la, perdu dans l’horizon lointain, Et songe que l’Espace est sans borne, sans borne, Et que le Temps n’aura jamais... jamais de fin |
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5. | Un immense désespoir | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Un immense désespoir Noir M’atteint Désormais, je ne pourrais M’égayer au rose et frais Matin. Et je tombe dans un trou Fou, Pourquoi Tout ce que j’ai fait d’efforts Dans l’Idéal m’a mis hors La Loi ? Satan, lorsque tu tombas Bas, Au moins Tu payais tes voeux cruels, Ton crime avait d’immortels Témoins. Moi, je n’ai jamais troublé, Blé, L’espoir Que tu donnes aux semeurs Cependant, puni, je meurs Ce soir. J’ai fait à quelque animal Mal Avec Une badine en chemin, Il se vengera demain Du bec. Il me crèvera les yeux Mieux Que vous Avec l’épingle à chapeau Femmes, au contact de peau Si doux. |
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6. | Remords posthume | 09:21 | Show lyrics |
Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle ténébreuse, Au fond d’un monument construit en marbre noir, Et lorsque tu n’auras pour alcôve et manoir Qu’un caveau pluvieux et qu’une fosse creuse; Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse Et tes flancs qu’assouplit un charmant nonchaloir, Empêchera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir, Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse, Le tombeau, confident de mon rêve infini (Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poète), Durant ces grandes nuits d’où le somme est banni, Te dira: "Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite, De n’avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?" Et le ver rongera ta peau comme un remords. |
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7. | Spleen Black Metal | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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46:51 |
Spleen Black Metal
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Algol | Bass (track 5) |
Marion Ferrieu | Cello (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Svarhandis | Mastering, Recording, Mixing |
Niflheim | Photography |
Xavier | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
David Berbel | Cover art |
Natacha Pernoud | Layout |
Nokturnal Klash | Photography |
Sunvemetal | Photography |
Sylvain Clapot | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Elégie | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
Each night I dream about my own death and yours | |||
2. | L’isolement | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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3. | Acédie | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Un vent souleve les epaves De mon esprit ahuri Et mes pensees deviennent esclaves D’une soudaine melancolie Comme un espoir qu’on avilit Comme une plainte, comme un bruit Qui me transperce, m’etourdie Qui me renverse et m’envahit Je bois le flot de mes envies Puis les recrache, les vomis Sur le cimetiere ou je languis Comme un cadavre sans logis J’abrege l’enfer de ma vie Ce soir encore, cette nuit J’entends toujours cette melodie Comme une sirene en furie J’ecoute encore la litanie De mon silence et mon ennui Je sens les blessures de mon corps Qui se propagent comme une onde Autour de moi comme une ronde Toujours plus fort… Elle est ma mort, elle est ma vie Fait mon plaisir et mon ennui Elle me reclame, elle me poursuit Comme une femme qu’on trahie Elle me condamne et me ravi Brule mon ame, mon elegie Verse une larme, o mon ami Sur le drame de ma vie: Je me condamne a l’acedie Je la chante comme je la crie Mon elegie |
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4. | Méditation grisâtre | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Sous le ciel pluvieux noye de brumes sales Devant l’Ocean bleme, assis sur un ilot Seul, loin de tout, je songe au clapotis du flot Dans le concert hurlant des mourantes rafales Criniere echevelee ainsi que des cavales Les vagues se tordant arrivent au galop Et croulent a mes pieds avec de longs sanglots Qu’emporte la tourmente aux haleines brutales Partout le grand ciel gris, le brouillard et la mer Rien que l’affolement des vents balayant l’air Plus d’heures, plus d’humains, et solitaire, morne Je reste la, perdu dans l’horizon lointain, Et songe que l’Espace est sans borne, sans borne, Et que le Temps n’aura jamais... jamais de fin |
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5. | Un immense désespoir | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Un immense désespoir Noir M’atteint Désormais, je ne pourrais M’égayer au rose et frais Matin. Et je tombe dans un trou Fou, Pourquoi Tout ce que j’ai fait d’efforts Dans l’Idéal m’a mis hors La Loi ? Satan, lorsque tu tombas Bas, Au moins Tu payais tes voeux cruels, Ton crime avait d’immortels Témoins. Moi, je n’ai jamais troublé, Blé, L’espoir Que tu donnes aux semeurs Cependant, puni, je meurs Ce soir. J’ai fait à quelque animal Mal Avec Une badine en chemin, Il se vengera demain Du bec. Il me crèvera les yeux Mieux Que vous Avec l’épingle à chapeau Femmes, au contact de peau Si doux. |
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6. | Remords posthume | 09:21 | Show lyrics |
Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle ténébreuse, Au fond d’un monument construit en marbre noir, Et lorsque tu n’auras pour alcôve et manoir Qu’un caveau pluvieux et qu’une fosse creuse; Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse Et tes flancs qu’assouplit un charmant nonchaloir, Empêchera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir, Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse, Le tombeau, confident de mon rêve infini (Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poète), Durant ces grandes nuits d’où le somme est banni, Te dira: "Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite, De n’avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?" Et le ver rongera ta peau comme un remords. |
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7. | Spleen Black Metal | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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46:51 |
Spleen Black Metal
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Lord Lokhraed | Vocals, Guitars |
Avskrius | Guitars (lead) |
Krahne | Bass |
Morkhod | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Algol | Bass (track 5) |
Marion Ferrieu | Cello (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Niflheim | Photography |
Svarhandis | Mastering, Recording, Mixing |
David Berbel | Cover art |
Xavier | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Natacha Pernoud | Layout |
Nokturnal Klash | Photography |
Sunvemetal | Photography |
Sylvain Clapot | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Elégie | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
Each night I dream about my own death and yours | |||
2. | L’isolement | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Souvent sur la montagne, à l’ombre du vieux chêne, Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m’assieds ; Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine, Dont le tableau changeant se déroule à mes pieds. Ici gronde le fleuve aux vagues écumantes ; Il serpente, et s’enfonce en un lointain obscur ; Là le lac immobile étend ses eaux dormantes Où l’étoile du soir se lève dans l’azur. Au sommet de ces monts couronnés de bois sombres, Le crépuscule encor jette un dernier rayon ; Et le char vaporeux de la reine des ombres Monte, et blanchit déjà les bords de l’horizon. Cependant, s’élançant de la flèche gothique, Un son religieux se répand dans les airs : Le voyageur s’arrête, et la cloche rustique Aux derniers bruits du jour mêle de saints concerts. Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente N’éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports ; Je contemple la terre ainsi qu’une ombre errante Le soleil des vivants n’échauffe plus les morts. Et moi, je suis semblable à la feuille flétrie : Emportez-moi comme elle, orageux aquilons ! |
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3. | Acédie | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Un vent souleve les epaves De mon esprit ahuri Et mes pensees deviennent esclaves D’une soudaine melancolie Comme un espoir qu’on avilit Comme une plainte, comme un bruit Qui me transperce, m’etourdie Qui me renverse et m’envahit Je bois le flot de mes envies Puis les recrache, les vomis Sur le cimetiere ou je languis Comme un cadavre sans logis J’abrege l’enfer de ma vie Ce soir encore, cette nuit J’entends toujours cette melodie Comme une sirene en furie J’ecoute encore la litanie De mon silence et mon ennui Je sens les blessures de mon corps Qui se propagent comme une onde Autour de moi comme une ronde Toujours plus fort… Elle est ma mort, elle est ma vie Fait mon plaisir et mon ennui Elle me reclame, elle me poursuit Comme une femme qu’on trahie Elle me condamne et me ravi Brule mon ame, mon elegie Verse une larme, o mon ami Sur le drame de ma vie: Je me condamne a l’acedie Je la chante comme je la crie Mon elegie |
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4. | Méditation grisâtre | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Sous le ciel pluvieux noye de brumes sales Devant l’Ocean bleme, assis sur un ilot Seul, loin de tout, je songe au clapotis du flot Dans le concert hurlant des mourantes rafales Criniere echevelee ainsi que des cavales Les vagues se tordant arrivent au galop Et croulent a mes pieds avec de longs sanglots Qu’emporte la tourmente aux haleines brutales Partout le grand ciel gris, le brouillard et la mer Rien que l’affolement des vents balayant l’air Plus d’heures, plus d’humains, et solitaire, morne Je reste la, perdu dans l’horizon lointain, Et songe que l’Espace est sans borne, sans borne, Et que le Temps n’aura jamais... jamais de fin |
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Side B | |||
5. | Un immense désespoir | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Un immense désespoir Noir M’atteint Désormais, je ne pourrais M’égayer au rose et frais Matin. Et je tombe dans un trou Fou, Pourquoi Tout ce que j’ai fait d’efforts Dans l’Idéal m’a mis hors La Loi ? Satan, lorsque tu tombas Bas, Au moins Tu payais tes voeux cruels, Ton crime avait d’immortels Témoins. Moi, je n’ai jamais troublé, Blé, L’espoir Que tu donnes aux semeurs Cependant, puni, je meurs Ce soir. J’ai fait à quelque animal Mal Avec Une badine en chemin, Il se vengera demain Du bec. Il me crèvera les yeux Mieux Que vous Avec l’épingle à chapeau Femmes, au contact de peau Si doux. |
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6. | Remords posthume | 09:21 | Show lyrics |
Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle ténébreuse, Au fond d’un monument construit en marbre noir, Et lorsque tu n’auras pour alcôve et manoir Qu’un caveau pluvieux et qu’une fosse creuse; Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse Et tes flancs qu’assouplit un charmant nonchaloir, Empêchera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir, Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse, Le tombeau, confident de mon rêve infini (Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poète), Durant ces grandes nuits d’où le somme est banni, Te dira: "Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite, De n’avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?" Et le ver rongera ta peau comme un remords. |
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7. | Spleen Black Metal | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
J’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans un gros meuble à tiroirs encombré de bilans cache moins de secrets que mon triste cerveau c’est une pyramide, un immense caveau qui contient plus de morts que la fosse commune je suis un cimetière abhorré de la lune, où comme des remords se traînent de longs vers qui s’acharnent toujours sur mes morts les plus chers je suis un vieux boudoir plein des roses fanées où gît tout un fouillis de modes surannées rien n’égale en longueur les boiteuses journées quand sous les lourds flacons des neigeuses années l’ennui fruit de la morne incuriosité prend les proportions de l’immortalité désormais tu n’es plus ô matière vivante oublié sur la carte et dont l’humeur farouche ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche |
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46:51 |
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