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Faustcoven
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Current | |
Gunnar Hansen | Drum programming (2002-2003), Vocals, Guitars, Bass (2002-present) |
Member(bands): Obumbrata | |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums (2006-present) |
Member(bands): Ghoul-Cult, Valemon, Blot | |
Past | |
Terje M. Kråbøl | Drums |
Member(bands): Katechon, Killing for Company, Antidepressive Delivery, Bethzaida, Get Lost, Obumbrata, Stones of October, Sarke, Mist Enticer, Minas Tirith, Art By Machinery | |
Cy Ghul | Drums (2003-2006) |
Member(bands): Thargos, Cultes des Goules, Wizzard | |
Current (Live) | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Bass |
Member(bands): Valemon, Obumbrata | |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Member(bands): Valemon | |
Samson Isberg | Vocals (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Koldbrann, NettleCarrier, Enthral (live), Furze (live), Carnifex (live), Djevel, Endstille (live), Krypt (live), Vidsyn (live), Delirium Bound, Urgehal | |
Past (Live) | |
Stian Fossum | Guitars |
Member(bands): Devil, Fuck You All, Rikets Crust |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Satanic Doom 2002 | Demo | 2002 | Show album |
2 | The March of Cloven Hooves | Demo | 2003 | Show album |
3 | The Halo of Burning Wings | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
4 | Koldbrann / Faustcoven | Split | 2006 | Show album |
5 | Rising from Below the Earth | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
6 | The Priest’s Command | Compilation | 2009 | Show album |
7 | Cultes, Covens, Sinister Rites | Split | 2010 | Show album |
8 | Hellfire and Funeral Bells | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
9 | In the Shadow of Doom | Full-length | 2018 | Show album |
Satanic Doom 2002
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Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum programming |
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1. | Into the Bowels of Hell (Intro) | 01:08 | |
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2. | Castle of the Tyrant | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Faustcoven - Castle of the Tyrant Castle of the Tyrant Forever the reign of terror shall last Its halls filled with silent men Faces grim, robes bloodstained Ruled by a man, the crulest of them all True lord of pain, not of woman born Castle of the Tyrant Forgotten by time and god Windows stare like empty eyes Mist sorrounds these hills His rule was short as his last words "Someday I will return!" Once the center of all the horror of this world Now forgotten by the men that feared it so But the sins of the fathers passed on to the sons Screams will soon fill its dungeon The legacy of the dead lord will prevail, The tyrant will be born again Born again! Now the castle lies alone, A monolith of stone Its halls are as cold as the grave Awaiting the rebirth, Of the tyrant! |
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3. | Summoning the Apocalypse | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
Faustcoven - Summoning the Apocalypse I am the crooked one He who rides the serpent I have gathered brimstone Arcane spell is made I am the watcher He who devoures worlds - Turns loose the demons - Lets them onto the earth I call upon the spirits damned in hell Worship my supremacy for all eternity I call upon the lord of fire To claim your flames of wrath Forever unholy Forever almighty Day of wrath Day of hate Hell I call upon the earth See my will be done Lord of fire Lord of flies Servent of my crooked mind Revel in bleeding flesh House of God House of lies Burning in my fiery gaze I will open the gates Heaven torn Heaven burned Angels suffer by my hand Laughing as they bleed Twelve candles has been lit I invoke the portal to hell The flames are turning red As the sweet smell of sulphur arrives Enter the beast with horns Enter the saints deformed But the first I welcome from hell Carries a crown of thorns I am the master of the art The beckoner of Satan Pray my day won’t come Or let your soul begone |
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4. | Warhead (Venom cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Power burning - hell & man raging torment - take my hand frenzied motions - reach your soul dance the warhead - fast or slow Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Born of thunder raised by fire call the heavens by desire Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Screaming furnace - death of life demons calling - chosen wives sabbats charming - out in lust chance the warhead - win or bust Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore warhead - engraved on flesh & bone warhead - born of mortal stone |
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5. | Black Riders | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Faustcoven - Black Riders Far in the horizon, there gathers a storm And if you look closely, you’ll see the approaching lords Chrome shining in the desert sun Black Riders from the pits of hell Run while you can feeble man Tonight we’ll visit your womens beds Lay waste the house of your god Impale the priest upon our horns We’re riders of the apocalypse Drink the beer and spill the blood Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Tonight we’re only passing by your lovely town Destroying to serve our lord Its safe to say they look mean Goathorns will do that to a demon As if that was not enough: Look at the swords they’ve brought Skulls hang from their wings That’s always a bad sign Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Riders of the apocalypse Born and raised in hell Are you looking at me? Wipe that grin of your face! I’ve met men like you before So many from where I come You know where you’re going Eternal pain and suffering Can’t you feel the beckoning abyss I will take you there I’ve heard the souls of hell, as they plead A second of alleviance from aeons misery With one hand I crush his skull Another soul to the pits of hell With each day that passes by We grow strong and many Now that the land lays waste The riders move on If you watch the horizon tonight You might see them come SOLO FOR SATAN! |
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6. | Ninth Gate (Movie Theme) | 01:24 | |
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20:07 |
The March of Cloven Hooves
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Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum programming |
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1. | Under the Pagan Hammer | 04:58 | |
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2. | Blasphemers Eulogy | 04:15 | |
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3. | To Walk the Infernal Fields (Darkthrone cover) | 08:05 | Show lyrics |
To Walk the Infernal Fields From the abode of demons A wing of the pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes that will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one that will tend to your flames and make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple and therefore my own Your weapon I will be with the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death that takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror and see desecration With my art I am the fist in the face of god |
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4. | Phantom Sun | 04:51 | |
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5. | Twelve Disciples for the Antichrist | 05:29 | |
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6. | Save Us | 01:13 | instrumental |
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7. | Day of Reckoning (Pentagram cover) | 02:50 | Show lyrics |
Now take your last look the world’s about to fall Your efforts are useless to move a brick wall You didn’t seem to listen to a thing I say I think that today will become your day So open your eyes to which path to take The man’s gunna laugh as your resistance he breaks Butchers and cowards they’ve been running your life This day is for reckoning if you wish to survive Breakdown So why don’t you open your eyes to which path to take The devil will laugh as your resistance he breaks Please be strong stretch your arms down at length He’ll dance in the flames he thrives on your strength |
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8. | Night of the Damned | 03:42 | |
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35:23 |
The Halo of Burning Wings
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 2003 | Barbarian Wrath | WRATH666-025 | CD | Limited edition |
2010 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 145 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
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Band members | |
T. | Drums |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Producer |
Seth Bennett | LP artwork |
Mia Harlyng | Cover art |
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1. | Under the Pagan Hammer | 05:21 | |
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2. | Annointed in Flames | 04:58 | |
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3. | Red Moon, Black Magic | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Bloodstained clouds divide Giving birth to a sickening child Red moon on the rise An eye from beyond this world Is it a sign of doom Or a tool for some force - of evil What did they see Those beckoned from sleep Staring into the abyss Wandering out in the night Where these poor men damned from start Or a victim of chance Did they pay for sins long gone Or was heaven just blind Red moon - Black magic The eye is watching The world has bent To the vilest of wills Mist sweeps through the streets From the woods come feeble screams Tonight every sleeping child Writhers with terrible dreams Morning has come Now the spell is broken But the world holds no signs Of those who left that night Now cries are heard For lovers lost For brothers gone And souls devoured A blind man sits under an oak Wearing the strangest smile |
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4. | Black Riders | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Far in the horizon, there gathers a storm And if you look closely, you’ll see the approaching lords Chrome shining in the desert sun Black Riders from the pits of hell Run while you can feeble man Tonight we’ll visit your womens beds Lay waste the house of your god Impale the priest upon our horns We’re riders of the apocalypse Drink the beer and spill the blood Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Tonight we’re only passing by your lovely town Destroying to serve our lord Its safe to say they look mean Goathorns will do that to a demon As if that was not enough: Look at the swords they’ve brought Skulls hang from their wings That’s always a bad sign Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Riders of the apocalypse Born and raised in hell Are you looking at me? Wipe that grin of your face! I’ve met men like you before So many from where I come You know where you’re going Eternal pain and suffering Can’t you feel the beckoning abyss I will take you there I’ve heard the souls of hell, as they plead A second of alleviance from aeons misery With one hand I crush his skull Another soul to the pits of hell With each day that passes by We grow strong and many Now that the land lays waste The riders move on If you watch the horizon tonight You might see them come SOLO FOR SATAN! |
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5. | Baptized in Goat Blood | 04:00 | |
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6. | Tomb of the Black Witch | 05:27 | |
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7. | Oldschool War | 03:11 | |
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8. | Castle of the Tyrant | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Castle of the Tyrant Forever the reign of terror shall last Its halls filled with silent men Faces grim, robes bloodstained Ruled by a man, the crulest of them all True lord of pain, not of woman born Castle of the Tyrant Forgotten by time and god Windows stare like empty eyes Mist sorrounds these hills His rule was short as his last words "Someday I will return!" Once the center of all the horror of this world Now forgotten by the men that feared it so But the sins of the fathers passed on to the sons Screams will soon fill its dungeon The legacy of the dead lord will prevail, The tyrant will be born again Born again! Now the castle lies alone, A monolith of stone Its halls are as cold as the grave Awaiting the rebirth, Of the tyrant! |
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9. | Return to the Castle | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Again it haunts my dreams This desolate foreboding place Something dwells there, hidden from the eyes of men And only I hear its call Black towering spires Spiked massive gates rusted shut In the dephts of this hellish tomb Something stirs from unholy slumber And I, The last of my kin Must return to the castle... ...of the ancient tyrant Thus my journey of madness begins I have seen in dreams, the path I must follow For through my veins it floats, thick and nobel The blood of this land, of secrets and shadows I stand before the gates, reading the inscription: "Enter not, lest madness devour thee" Smiling I enter the great hall, breaking ages of silence I approach the throne of bones, ancient monument of pain As I mount the throne, I feel a rush of hideous air I remember now who I once was From the dephts of my mind he ascends Now the tyrant sits on his throne again Reborn |
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10. | The Halo of Burning Wings | 02:17 | Show lyrics |
I have fallen into damnation Slowly darkness devours the world While the light of my life burns ever brighter and more violent I fear it burns too fast now and that it shall consume both me and all the earth For every hour that passes my radiance conquers and dominates this solemn landscape piece by piece The shadows I cast are terrible to behold Yet in the vaining light man must look elsewhere for guidance Soon the first and brave will start to flock towards me Then one by one they will turn their eyes from the failing sun and let their path be lit... By the Halo of Burning Wings |
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Koldbrann / Faustcoven
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Band members | |
Faustcoven | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Koldbrann | |
Mannevond | Vocals, Guitars |
Kvass | Guitars |
Jonas aus Slavia (R.I.P. 2011) | Bass, Guitars |
Fordervelse | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Vidar Ermesjø | Guitar (solo) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mannevond | Layout |
Petter Ringstad | Recording |
Vidar "Voidar" Ermesjø | Recording |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
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1. | Koldbrann - Pogrom Pestilent | 05:38 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Faustcoven - Orgy in Sodom | 04:54 | |
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10:32 |
Rising from Below the Earth
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 2008 | Barbarian Wrath | WRATH666-044 | CD | Limited edition |
2010 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 146 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics |
Antti Hyövonnen | Logo |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
Cheryl Schindler | Layout |
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1. | At Night They Rise from Below the Earth | 11:16 | Show lyrics |
Something is here Poisoning the very air i breathe The voices of the dead have fallen silent They tremble together in shallow graves In a most profound mystery The foul hand of fate did illuminate me I unearthed texts. I now try to Forget For those who see what others cant see their presence is unbearable Still they cannot fully understand For into the depths of knowledge could be undone But what i’ve seen. I cant take back To know the presence of the ones who rise from below the earth Now every night i feel their stare A multitude cold lidless eyes A steady pulse at the back of my mind Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Unwelcome gaze has pierced our souls Ageless terrible hunger awakened In the outmost void Beyond our spheres They gather in mass; Our end draws near There they’ll plot our fail And soon they’ll rise; in corporal form Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Hush! Again they are among us A faint sinister choir, gathering strength I fear that the time is fast approaching, One terrible night they’ll reach out for us all You may think me a fool, blinded by fear But I know what watches us as we sleep If you could only live one night, through my eyes; You would greet next dawn a different man Broken perhaps - marked for sure, and never once you’d feel alone again... For each night you’d know they rise; In silence under ominous skies out from their realm below our cold and sleeping earth out from their realm below this cold and dying earth Thus I must leave all hope behind Sweet privilege of ignorance |
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2. | Barbarian Assault | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Out from the woods they sprang forth Axes raised, mouths foaming with rage Tattooed savage beasts on the hunt Deranged bloodlust shining in their eyes Barbarian warriors - Painted with the pentagram Skulls of enemies - Their grinning trophies of war They overran the first cities by the next dawn Raided and burned every house to the ground Panic broke out as rumous spread Fleeing, thousands were trampled to death Worse still the fate of those left behind No one was left alive All defences had been utterly crushed Wave upon wave, they came from the north to maim, kill and destroy. Weapons of steel worn out From cutting and cleaving, through flesh and bone No quarter given, this nation will burn, boiling in its own decadent fat. Then the horde fell upon the great cathedral Last refuge of leaders and saints Dragged out the front The cardinal begged for his miserable life He knew where others were hidden Thirty lives sold for a silver coin each So they left him alive In vaults underground With thousands of starving rats And the head of his king in his hands Blood, flames, ruins, broken remains The legacy of this marauding force Barbarian Assault! The heavens doth tremble before their might |
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3. | A Wickedness Came upon Them | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
They all know; A shadow lives out in the woods But not a word is ever spoken thereof T’is; an evil of their own design But denial was a part of a puritan’s life, they would lock their doors and pray to their lord Though in the end, it was not him who heard them... Finally one night, the bells tolled doom The witch rose out from her ancient tomb All the villagers shuddered in their guilty sleep Then awoke to the sound of rats in their walls Frightened they huddled together for warmth All the lights were lit, swaying in a strange draft When an eerie change came over their expressions Apprehension, piety, or a dark hint of lust? Then as the light flickered and died They started to turn A wickedness came upon them Gripped by obscene, unspeakable urges Madness took them by the hand and led them to a darker place A wickedness crept upon their homes Yes, a wickedness came upon them A wickedness came upon their souls Slowly a new morning approached In church lay a filthy bloody mass of broken flesh A puritan orgy of perverted sex, torture and death The young, the old, all and one died willingly in raging sadistic ecstasy! It was the coldness of the tomb That had crept through the land The wickedness of the witch A mirror of their sinful hearts The witch saw it all and smiled Then turned away, and walked back to hell |
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4. | Curse of the Voodoo Priest | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
On the floor convulsed by pain Stabbing through his chest His eyes rolled back His tongue is black Pierced by unseen blades In an old house in the swamp Ritual drums resound Needles in clay Again and again The priest cackles loud A man lies dead in his bed In his prime it’s fair to say Nothing seems wrong His body was strong And yet he’s cold as ice It is the curse of the vodoo priest His evil spells cause evil dreams Against the order of all natural life The body lives when the soul has died Beware the walking dead! Oh when the night is dark And the moon has shed its face The veil of the underworld covers the stars Around you the rusting of leaves can be heard The zombies are out to do their priests command Scared to death the woman cries She met her husband in the night Though six months ago They buried his corpse So to the asylum she goes |
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5. | Winged Messenger of Doom | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Carried forth by a gathering storm Its grace belies a grim resolve Worried eyes watching below The growing form on the horizon Hail Messenger of Doom We who welcome the fall of man salutes you Today the hanged rejoice in his gallows His tongue a blue banner of triumph The days he did not live to see Has fallen under the messenger’s wings Hail messenger of doom Disciples of the end time salutes you Hail Doom Hail Spread your wings on winds of death Hail doom hail Onward the messenger flies Their reason had been crippled - by the fear of a fiery hell The universe was treated like their private wishing well So when doom came a’rollin’ rollin’ - rollin’ through their land They rejoice in rapture trusting his coming is at hand That Bastard! To all of those who sit round waiting - for the world to burn Fuck off to the crematory; keep bitching from your urn Whether suicide-emo-misanthrope - or Christian reborn from fear Then I can crank you some metal, and drink up all of your beer You asshole! |
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6. | Onward to the Bloodfields | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Carnage awaits us beyond these hills In fields neath vast citadel walls An army of men, ten thousand strong A broken pile of bodies to be Onward to the bloodfields, men To chaos and conquest and fire The beauty of steel piercing flesh The reason why we ride - yeah! Throwing ourselves into battle Like this day would be our last Our victims are bewildered And scatter before our ranks A sight to please our gods of war The breaking of enemy lines The scores of crows above our heads A grim sign for those about to die Onward to the fields of blood Onward to the fields of myth Thundering hooves mow you down Onward into infamy we ride The horde bringing the hammer down These lands crushed under our heels The house of their god burnt to the ground Their wives to break their backs in our fields Their seed spread before all winds Their legacy sinking into the great unknown I now close upon their king in command The symbol of his empire’s splendour & might In the sun, his armour is shining so bright He will not see it set tonight Then after battle, before the fires Our fallen are missed but not mourned Their tales now told in terror In strange and foreign tongues They’ll rest in the shadow of trees Grown by their enemies blood And then to the halls of Oden They arrive to resounding horns Hail to their hammerhearts To the blood, fire death in their veins They lived under the sign Brothers, we hail thee |
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7. | Caravan of Plague Bearers | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
It was in the midst of an autumns decay It had been a your most unkind Crops and cattle rotting in the fields Soon the winter would be upon them Then came the days of the caravan... Out from the great marsh dragging crippled limbs behind No one knew who they were but soon the word got around The caravan comes All must flee while they can The caravan comes Sundered earth left behind Through the land they left a terrible trail a writhing pestilential snake Some say they were quiet as death himself Others say you could hear them chant As one, they all whispered a name Someone would be marked to die People died in the streets in their beds, on their knees in church The land had become a great vast tomb Bodies as far as the eyes could see And relentlessly the caravan marched on and on Now; Of the great empire of the east only rumours remain As for the caravan... ...no one knows its fate. |
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8. | Whisky Demon | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
O banished one, we bow once more before your feet You rose from the woods, of your cold island Now make all and one; serve you as capable slaves Your laugh void of remorse, an old elegy not of this world Thine heart is hard, begging is for naught. And your tale is certain, to be triumphant Master of the sea & the high lands; sparks fly from your eyes This now the last spring; the banks of rivers red with blood You have but to knock; and the doors of heaven flies open Warships have left port & hells engines are burning Smoking fumes and burning fires. This is your age Whisky! Demon! |
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9. | Baphomet (Angel Witch cover) | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
Angel of death A faceless evil spirit that haunts Searching for the soul that he must take Steed of white he rides through the realms of unknown He is only a messenger from hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Riding along he cannot find those that he seeks Yet he knows he is on the right trail Breaking the circle, not knowing of the danger she’s in He takes her with him through stygian to hell To hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Suddenly I awake, looking ’round to see where I am Realise it’s been just a crazy dream I open the door to find that he is waiting there The angel of death has come to take my soul My soul Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death |
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10. | Throne of Bones | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Hands folded she is dragged through dark corridors in his lair. She was found alone, lost in the night The young girl prays, but knows; where she is; God has no dominion And every room echoes with some ancient horror between her sobs she can hear them still; frightened whispers and phantom screams here can be no rest, even in death Voices never heard, faces never seen They led her to his feet Anguish in her voice, as she cries out "Are you even living men?" Sitting upon the throne of bones, his face reveals nor age or emotion His eyes; as the nightsky with all stars dead Left alone with him, she cannot look away The burning stare, The voice in her head, The fear that slowly fades Her will it dies away She’s walking into his embrace From the dungeons, with their unspeakable tools of pain to the tallest spires, chambers filled with vile lore Her screams can be heard for hours The tyrant has had his gruesome thirst stilled Tonight, ungodly voices will reveal more of their secrets to him! |
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11. | In the Court of Severe Judgement | 10:41 | Show lyrics |
He was born in May, and died the same day Unbaptized This was his sin For this he will be judged She had lost her child, in infants life She took her own This was her sin For this she will be judged He had lost his wife and child Sought refuge in drink & vice To forget for a while Lost unto this world, and his little girl As other men had their way with her This was his sin For this he will be judged The daughter of this man, forever damned She lost her faith This was her sin For this she will be judged They will burn in the fires of hell Such is the law of our father God They had closed their hearts to him Our merciful, loving and just lord Harken! Let no sympathy befall them! Lest you be judged yourself For every tear for a sinner, shed A gateway where Satan can enter your heart You might call his ways mysterious Or even random and cruel You should not fear; it will be all revealed When in time you’ll stand before him When in time you’ll stand before him In the court of judgement most severe |
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01:07:29 |
The Priest’s Command
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1. | Into the Bowels of Hell | 01:09 | |
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2. | Castle of the Tyrant | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Castle of the Tyrant Forever the reign of terror shall last Its halls filled with silent men Faces grim, robes bloodstained Ruled by a man, the crulest of them all True lord of pain, not of woman born Castle of the Tyrant Forgotten by time and god Windows stare like empty eyes Mist sorrounds these hills His rule was short as his last words "Someday I will return!" Once the center of all the horror of this world Now forgotten by the men that feared it so But the sins of the fathers passed on to the sons Screams will soon fill its dungeon The legacy of the dead lord will prevail, The tyrant will be born again Born again! Now the castle lies alone, A monolith of stone Its halls are as cold as the grave Awaiting the rebirth, Of the tyrant! |
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3. | Summoning the Apocalypse | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
I am the crooked one He who rides the serpent I have gathered brimstone Arcane spell is made I am the watcher He who devoures worlds - Turns loose the demons - Lets them onto the earth I call upon the spirits damned in hell Worship my supremacy for all eternity I call upon the lord of fire To claim your flames of wrath Forever unholy Forever almighty Day of wrath Day of hate Hell I call upon the earth See my will be done Lord of fire Lord of flies Servent of my crooked mind Revel in bleeding flesh House of God House of lies Burning in my fiery gaze I will open the gates Heaven torn Heaven burned Angels suffer by my hand Laughing as they bleed Twelve candles has been lit I invoke the portal to hell The flames are turning red As the sweet smell of sulphur arrives Enter the beast with horns Enter the saints deformed But the first I welcome from hell Carries a crown of thorns I am the master of the art The beckoner of Satan Pray my day won’t come Or let your soul begone |
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4. | Warhead (Venom cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Power burning - hell & man raging torment - take my hand frenzied motions - reach your soul dance the warhead - fast or slow Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Born of thunder raised by fire call the heavens by desire Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Screaming furnace - death of life demons calling - chosen wives sabbats charming - out in lust chance the warhead - win or bust Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore warhead - engraved on flesh & bone warhead - born of mortal stone |
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5. | Black Riders | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Far in the horizon, there gathers a storm And if you look closely, you’ll see the approaching lords Chrome shining in the desert sun Black Riders from the pits of hell Run while you can feeble man Tonight we’ll visit your womens beds Lay waste the house of your god Impale the priest upon our horns We’re riders of the apocalypse Drink the beer and spill the blood Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Tonight we’re only passing by your lovely town Destroying to serve our lord Its safe to say they look mean Goathorns will do that to a demon As if that was not enough: Look at the swords they’ve brought Skulls hang from their wings That’s always a bad sign Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Riders of the apocalypse Born and raised in hell Are you looking at me? Wipe that grin of your face! I’ve met men like you before So many from where I come You know where you’re going Eternal pain and suffering Can’t you feel the beckoning abyss I will take you there I’ve heard the souls of hell, as they plead A second of alleviance from aeons misery With one hand I crush his skull Another soul to the pits of hell With each day that passes by We grow strong and many Now that the land lays waste The riders move on If you watch the horizon tonight You might see them come SOLO FOR SATAN! |
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6. | Ninth Gate | 01:26 | |
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7. | Under the Pagan Hammer | 04:57 | |
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8. | Blasphemer’s Eulogy | 04:17 | |
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9. | To Walk the Infernal Fields (Darkthrone cover) | 08:07 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes that will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one that will tend to your flames and make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple and therefore my own Your weapon I will be with the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death that takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror and see desecration With my art I am the fist in the face of god |
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10. | Phantom Sun | 04:54 | |
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11. | Twelve Disciples For the Antichrist | 05:32 | |
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12. | Save Us | 01:04 | |
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13. | Annointed in Flames | 04:30 | |
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14. | Red Moon, Black Magic | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Bloodstained clouds divide Giving birth to a sickening child Red moon on the rise An eye from beyond this world Is it a sign of doom Or a tool for some force - of evil What did they see Those beckoned from sleep Staring into the abyss Wandering out in the night Where these poor men damned from start Or a victim of chance Did they pay for sins long gone Or was heaven just blind Red moon - Black magic The eye is watching The world has bent To the vilest of wills Mist sweeps through the streets From the woods come feeble screams Tonight every sleeping child Writhers with terrible dreams Morning has come Now the spell is broken But the world holds no signs Of those who left that night Now cries are heard For lovers lost For brothers gone And souls devoured A blind man sits under an oak Wearing the strangest smile |
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15. | Oldschool War | 03:03 | |
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16. | Return to the Castle | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Again it haunts my dreams This desolate foreboding place Something dwells there, hidden from the eyes of men And only I hear its call Black towering spires Spiked massive gates rusted shut In the dephts of this hellish tomb Something stirs from unholy slumber And I, The last of my kin Must return to the castle... ...of the ancient tyrant Thus my journey of madness begins I have seen in dreams, the path I must follow For through my veins it floats, thick and nobel The blood of this land, of secrets and shadows I stand before the gates, reading the inscription: "Enter not, lest madness devour thee" Smiling I enter the great hall, breaking ages of silence I approach the throne of bones, ancient monument of pain As I mount the throne, I feel a rush of hideous air I remember now who I once was From the dephts of my mind he ascends Now the tyrant sits on his throne again Reborn |
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17. | Atomsmasher (Cirith Ungol cover) | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
-Cirith Ungol Cover- Welcome to the brave new world The Future’s here, or haven’t you heard? The sons of man have fell from grace Till the Smasher comes to save his race Here it comes, there it goes Just a flash in the sky Atom smasher, here he comes Better run for your lives He is the hero of the atom age Born in a test tube raised in a cage A reaver King his throne defiled Roaming the streets to the call of the wild As upstarts strive to rule the world Against them Chaos legions hurled The Smashers force has swept the land Again begins the Dawn of Man |
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01:11:02 |
Cultes, Covens, Sinister Rites
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Faustcoven | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Cultes des Goules | |
Cy Ghul | All instruments, Vocals |
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Cy Ghul | Drums |
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1. | Cultes des Goules - Fay ce que Vouldras | 04:44 | |
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2. | Faustcoven - Ritual Evil | 05:29 | |
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10:13 |
Hellfire and Funeral Bells
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 2nd, 2012 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 214 | CD | |
April 2nd, 2012 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 214 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Die hard |
March 31st, 2012 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 214 | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Timpani, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Samson Isberg | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
JBS | Layout |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hellfire and Funeral Bells | 08:19 | Show lyrics |
In my study chamber I write these final lines By the light of black candles My tale is taking form The mansions lies in silence My servants sent away Now to the finest whisky My mind drifts back Once I was a beggar on the street Until I met a strange, old priest His eyes aglow with eerie light A soft voice somehow drowning out the din of night He offered me a hundred years of bliss This crown lain on my head hiding a serpent kiss My solemn oath was all he asked And from that day I’ve not looked back ’Cause fortune followed everywhere I’d go Immerse wealth was upon me bestowed Knowledge without boundaries Life without regret So on this night I’ll face my doom and die just as I lived Then in the distant sleeping country side, Silence has been broken by a tolling of great bronze bells A sound like the marching leaden steps of fate Hellfire & Funeral Bells - Hellfire & Funeral Bells Oh Angel of Mercy When you do return Will sorrow be read in your eyes? Or in wings bent by the burden You alone must bear Your cold, empty embrace For when you come calling at my door I’ll have passed far beyond your reach Out of dust and shadow a mighty form arise His somber face tells me it is time to go I have donned my finest clothes - And rise to follow where I must My last words written down - A hundred years lived to the full And all that now remains; Is Hellfire & Funeral Bells |
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2. | Convent of Earthly Delights | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Her face whispered of sweet innocence But her body screamed for sin Every day she prayed to the lord above Yet worshipped her idols of crude naked flesh. As above so below, it´s said Both spoke to her in turn Though commandements from above Were not as strong as from below. No matter how much she did repent She had urges to attend There was no cure, just a remedy To Sin and Sin again. Tired of her wicked ways Her sister cunningly conspired To deal some godly discipline The error of her ways were clear While platonic love is not a sin Her heart was set on tantric paths The when her flesh did feel the whip She found she had a taste for it. And from that day till´her very end Pleasure was sought round´every bend Her mind would serve the savoir Her body served itself. So when old of age she passed aways Ir was without any regret or pain Cause unlike her sister of the cloth She had not lived her life in vain. You may know of her in other forms - This patron saint of sin She was the apple in the garden - Caressed by slithering skin The whore in good of Babylon - Who faced the wrath og God The Devil tempting Jesus Christ - Into feats of boastful pride Gomorrah, Paris, New Orleans - She walked their streets at night Your first kiss and your first fuck - And with you till you die ...You sinner! |
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3. | Lost in the Forest of Suicide | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Far into the eastern lands Shadows of a holy mountain Hides a lone valley where Deep roots feed on the dead Here you came unknowing Then slowly lost your way Alone, weary, cold, afraid The forest of suicide welcomes you in Bulging eyes behind the leaves Trees sway by the pulse of the dead Where the fruit of discontent does swing Tightened, creaking ropes they sing And underneath your doom-bound feet Pale lost faces stare out from the deep East or West, North or South Choose any way, none lead out Aokigahara - Black Sea of Trees All around, angry spirits are circling You were lost in the forest of suicide Now at home with others of your kind |
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4. | When the Wolves Howl for Blood | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
XVII Snarling muzzles ascent like trumpets In homage to the gleaming moon Triumphant in their hunt again Howling ancient savage songs VIII The track is warm The prey is close Tonight the pack will feast On a canvas Winter white A morbid portrait unleashed VI When the snow glints with cold lunar light When the air stabs at lungs with knives of ice IX When the journey had been long and hard, When the aching bones and weary eyes need rest IV When the woods seem a dark hostile labyrinth When every prayer falls on frigid stony ground V When the Wolves Howl for Blood Every man must face his true self |
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5. | Dr. Karswell | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Dr. Karswell, listen! Your runes I have seen The shadows you cast are long And the nights are growing cold Dr. Karswell, please... Call your servant off! You have made me believe... Now it comes! It’s in the trees! Dr. Karswell, I curse you Now that it’s too late for me Disturbing sounds all around In the mist a shape appears Forbidden book that holds your power Unlocked through countless nightly hours From the pool of wisdom you drank too deep Now nightmares chase you from your sleep The ruler of a cult - By a reign of terror Those who oppose will feel - Your black arts of summoning So your wealth and power grow - But so does your fear Everything comes at a price - And you know this cannot last Dr. Karswell, you fool! The runes have chosen you! The Demon screams from beyond You can run but the end has come Dr. Karswell... |
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6. | Choir of Mentors | 10:30 | Show lyrics |
Born in 1452 Of noble pure blood The gravest of children he was This brooding, curious, quiet boy At the tender age of 5 He took his first life Behind the chapel, a stray dog stabbed That very night they came to him Awakened by a stirring of the icy air Voices disembodied, vast choir dead and hollow They whispered of secrets, terrible and glorious At the price of human suffering untold Now for the very first time, the prince did smile At the age of 9 they all could see The ominous change in the lordling A hunger and strangeness growing Then one day as the sun did descend into its celestial grave A poor innocent maid disappeared without a trace With a human life split There was no turning back From the enlightened path For they were legion And they were voracious In their particular need Ever street deserted Every door locked ’Cause behind dark walls terror holds court When he claimed the throne He was 16 years old No trace left of the boy Now master of forbidden lore The tyrant ascendant! |
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41:38 |
In the Shadow of Doom
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August 10th, 2018 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 396 | CD | |
August 10th, 2018 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 396 | Digital | Bandcamp |
August 9th, 2018 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 396 | 2 vinyls | Die Hard edition |
August 31st, 2018 | Nuclear War Now! Productions | ANTI-GOTH 396 | 12" vinyl |
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Gunnar Hansen | Guitars (rhythm, lead), Bass, Vocals |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Harmonica, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
D. Fried | Layout |
G. Hansen | Mixing, Mastering |
Andreas Hagen | Producer (drums) |
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1. | The Wicked Dead | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
...On whom doth fall The shadows of the risen dead Shall surely be consumed By the glamour of the grave In the dead of night Traveller beware A doom lies dormant In the crypt of Asa - infernal witch In the quiet countryside Wanderer take heed And pray for dawn Thrice she will rise In the church of Pannochka - conjuress of demons In your stately homes Lovers be forewarned, A terror feeds off lust, Radiant and ruinous In the castle of Marcilla - daughter of the pit What pious men can lay to rest Innocent blood can revive To the infernally endowed Deaths chains are as air |
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2. | The Devil’s Share | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) While God he taketh and he giveth His angels are naught but winged sinners Begging for scraps from the masters table Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! You’ve tried to lead a virtuous life When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife Then all too soon your days are through Saint Peter will open his book on you You’ll realize counting how your days were spent That the devil took ninety eight percent! Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake A scar ran through his heart (so cold); A corrupted core like black, rotting wood Drums of anguish beats for all, Saint or imp; the trial calls As foul weeds inch by inch grows o’er the graves of men Grows o’er the grave of all mankind Is this the god that Twain so scorned? In a drunken stupor on the floor But Satan saw and Satan waited While God was being kept sedated And all the sinners he should have saved? The devil takes ninety eight percent! |
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3. | Yet He Walks... | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) Plantation by moonlight Unending sea of waving grass Cold feet thread a cold path No will, no pulse, only purpose Oh wearily they stumble on along their way As in a dream, they glide through the night But the unearthly silence is soon cut short By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass Here at the ends of the earth, Where even stars come to die, No will, no pulse, only purpose And yet he walks |
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4. | Marching in the Shadow of Doom | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
And so it must begin This weary journey without end Set spinning on its dreadful path By machinations of a mad god Day of judgement - day of doom Born of the grave - Interred in the womb An empty vessel An empty promise And so now it all has come to pass A feeble quest without purpose Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity And yet you saw nothing at all We are marching in the shadow of doom Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes Callous watcher in the skies Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign Lead (GMH) From endless night I call to thee! Listen fools! It is the pulse of the lord of this world The sound of nails Hammered into a coffin Forever |
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5. | Sign of Satanic Victory | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (ESB) Followers of the walking corpse Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts Deepest infection in shallowest mind Your lord must die to free mankind Our ultimate weapon Risen from the depths An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs The nails come down, inch by inch Lead (GMH) Don’t need no seven strings or edgy new design This V is all I want Axecutioner of Gods I was made a mercenary In the legions of the V Monument to a golden age The Sign of Satanic Victory Lead (ESB) |
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6. | Lair of Rats | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
To these bleak ancestral lands I have returned Where the ruins of my name haunt the ruins of my keep Desperate homicidal escape Generations spent in exile Fallen priory on the hill A dread that lives ever on Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get But The loathing of peasants is naught to me Now let these walls rise again Again my crest crowns these gates Gothic towers risen from rubble Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness Foundations as old as the stones Lead (GMH) Lead (ESB) Lead (GMH) And deeper still Where the roots of the earth lies black A spectral swarm is stirring And dreadful hunger swells Is this madness come calling? Howling through the cracks in the walls? Scurrying through dim corridors? Like the cursed blood in my veins Bursting out of darkness Running for the light A crawling infestation An all consuming force Tainted inheritance I heed your call! Madness of the tombs Here I come Lead (ESB) |
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7. | As White as She Is Pale / Black Hounds | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I saw her coming from afar at first faint light of day The lady riding on a horse as white as she was pale She bade me take her by the hand and ride with her away Her promise whispered at my birth the one that never fails She’ll take me down a winding road she’ll take me through the gates And when at last the crossroads come I’ll see which path she’ll take Lead (GMH) Now I must bid farewell my friends we shall never meet again So raise your glass and sing old songs make sure that you live well Cause in the end a day will come when you too have lost your way You’ll meet the lady on her horse as white as she is pale To those who rush to meet your gods Know that you may fail Close your eyes, pray she rides fast There are Black Hounds on your trail Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! |
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8. | Quis Est Iste Qui Venit | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Among shifting dunes Of a windswept coast Desolate ruins of a Templar shrine Hidden in masonry Clay, granite, bones Bronze artefact forebodingly inscribed Oh take care! Give it a try Oh Whistle My Lad Know there will be an answer Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit |
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42:53 |
The Halo of Burning Wings
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T. | Drums |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
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Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Producer |
Seth Bennett | LP artwork |
Mia Harlyng | Cover art |
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1. | Under the Pagan Hammer | 05:21 | |
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2. | Annointed in Flames | 04:58 | |
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3. | Red Moon, Black Magic | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Bloodstained clouds divide Giving birth to a sickening child Red moon on the rise An eye from beyond this world Is it a sign of doom Or a tool for some force - of evil What did they see Those beckoned from sleep Staring into the abyss Wandering out in the night Where these poor men damned from start Or a victim of chance Did they pay for sins long gone Or was heaven just blind Red moon - Black magic The eye is watching The world has bent To the vilest of wills Mist sweeps through the streets From the woods come feeble screams Tonight every sleeping child Writhers with terrible dreams Morning has come Now the spell is broken But the world holds no signs Of those who left that night Now cries are heard For lovers lost For brothers gone And souls devoured A blind man sits under an oak Wearing the strangest smile |
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4. | Black Riders | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Far in the horizon, there gathers a storm And if you look closely, you’ll see the approaching lords Chrome shining in the desert sun Black Riders from the pits of hell Run while you can feeble man Tonight we’ll visit your womens beds Lay waste the house of your god Impale the priest upon our horns We’re riders of the apocalypse Drink the beer and spill the blood Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Tonight we’re only passing by your lovely town Destroying to serve our lord Its safe to say they look mean Goathorns will do that to a demon As if that was not enough: Look at the swords they’ve brought Skulls hang from their wings That’s always a bad sign Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Riders of the apocalypse Born and raised in hell Are you looking at me? Wipe that grin of your face! I’ve met men like you before So many from where I come You know where you’re going Eternal pain and suffering Can’t you feel the beckoning abyss I will take you there I’ve heard the souls of hell, as they plead A second of alleviance from aeons misery With one hand I crush his skull Another soul to the pits of hell With each day that passes by We grow strong and many Now that the land lays waste The riders move on If you watch the horizon tonight You might see them come SOLO FOR SATAN! |
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5. | Baptized in Goat Blood | 04:00 | |
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6. | Tomb of the Black Witch | 05:27 | |
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7. | Oldschool War | 03:11 | |
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8. | Castle of the Tyrant | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Castle of the Tyrant Forever the reign of terror shall last Its halls filled with silent men Faces grim, robes bloodstained Ruled by a man, the crulest of them all True lord of pain, not of woman born Castle of the Tyrant Forgotten by time and god Windows stare like empty eyes Mist sorrounds these hills His rule was short as his last words "Someday I will return!" Once the center of all the horror of this world Now forgotten by the men that feared it so But the sins of the fathers passed on to the sons Screams will soon fill its dungeon The legacy of the dead lord will prevail, The tyrant will be born again Born again! Now the castle lies alone, A monolith of stone Its halls are as cold as the grave Awaiting the rebirth, Of the tyrant! |
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9. | Return to the Castle | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Again it haunts my dreams This desolate foreboding place Something dwells there, hidden from the eyes of men And only I hear its call Black towering spires Spiked massive gates rusted shut In the dephts of this hellish tomb Something stirs from unholy slumber And I, The last of my kin Must return to the castle... ...of the ancient tyrant Thus my journey of madness begins I have seen in dreams, the path I must follow For through my veins it floats, thick and nobel The blood of this land, of secrets and shadows I stand before the gates, reading the inscription: "Enter not, lest madness devour thee" Smiling I enter the great hall, breaking ages of silence I approach the throne of bones, ancient monument of pain As I mount the throne, I feel a rush of hideous air I remember now who I once was From the dephts of my mind he ascends Now the tyrant sits on his throne again Reborn |
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10. | The Halo of Burning Wings | 02:17 | Show lyrics |
I have fallen into damnation Slowly darkness devours the world While the light of my life burns ever brighter and more violent I fear it burns too fast now and that it shall consume both me and all the earth For every hour that passes my radiance conquers and dominates this solemn landscape piece by piece The shadows I cast are terrible to behold Yet in the vaining light man must look elsewhere for guidance Soon the first and brave will start to flock towards me Then one by one they will turn their eyes from the failing sun and let their path be lit... By the Halo of Burning Wings |
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43:46 |
The Halo of Burning Wings
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Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
T. | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | LP artwork |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Producer |
Mia Harlyng | Cover art |
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1. | Under the Pagan Hammer | 05:21 | |
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2. | Annointed in Flames | 04:58 | |
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3. | Red Moon, Black Magic | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Bloodstained clouds divide Giving birth to a sickening child Red moon on the rise An eye from beyond this world Is it a sign of doom Or a tool for some force - of evil What did they see Those beckoned from sleep Staring into the abyss Wandering out in the night Where these poor men damned from start Or a victim of chance Did they pay for sins long gone Or was heaven just blind Red moon - Black magic The eye is watching The world has bent To the vilest of wills Mist sweeps through the streets From the woods come feeble screams Tonight every sleeping child Writhers with terrible dreams Morning has come Now the spell is broken But the world holds no signs Of those who left that night Now cries are heard For lovers lost For brothers gone And souls devoured A blind man sits under an oak Wearing the strangest smile |
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4. | Black Riders | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Far in the horizon, there gathers a storm And if you look closely, you’ll see the approaching lords Chrome shining in the desert sun Black Riders from the pits of hell Run while you can feeble man Tonight we’ll visit your womens beds Lay waste the house of your god Impale the priest upon our horns We’re riders of the apocalypse Drink the beer and spill the blood Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Tonight we’re only passing by your lovely town Destroying to serve our lord Its safe to say they look mean Goathorns will do that to a demon As if that was not enough: Look at the swords they’ve brought Skulls hang from their wings That’s always a bad sign Riders of the apocalypse Born to raise hell and that’s a fact Riders of the apocalypse Born and raised in hell Are you looking at me? Wipe that grin of your face! I’ve met men like you before So many from where I come You know where you’re going Eternal pain and suffering Can’t you feel the beckoning abyss I will take you there I’ve heard the souls of hell, as they plead A second of alleviance from aeons misery With one hand I crush his skull Another soul to the pits of hell With each day that passes by We grow strong and many Now that the land lays waste The riders move on If you watch the horizon tonight You might see them come SOLO FOR SATAN! |
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5. | Baptized in Goat Blood | 04:00 | |
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6. | Tomb of the Black Witch | 05:27 | |
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1. | Oldschool War | 03:11 | |
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2. | Castle of the Tyrant | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Castle of the Tyrant Forever the reign of terror shall last Its halls filled with silent men Faces grim, robes bloodstained Ruled by a man, the crulest of them all True lord of pain, not of woman born Castle of the Tyrant Forgotten by time and god Windows stare like empty eyes Mist sorrounds these hills His rule was short as his last words "Someday I will return!" Once the center of all the horror of this world Now forgotten by the men that feared it so But the sins of the fathers passed on to the sons Screams will soon fill its dungeon The legacy of the dead lord will prevail, The tyrant will be born again Born again! Now the castle lies alone, A monolith of stone Its halls are as cold as the grave Awaiting the rebirth, Of the tyrant! |
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3. | Return to the Castle | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Again it haunts my dreams This desolate foreboding place Something dwells there, hidden from the eyes of men And only I hear its call Black towering spires Spiked massive gates rusted shut In the dephts of this hellish tomb Something stirs from unholy slumber And I, The last of my kin Must return to the castle... ...of the ancient tyrant Thus my journey of madness begins I have seen in dreams, the path I must follow For through my veins it floats, thick and nobel The blood of this land, of secrets and shadows I stand before the gates, reading the inscription: "Enter not, lest madness devour thee" Smiling I enter the great hall, breaking ages of silence I approach the throne of bones, ancient monument of pain As I mount the throne, I feel a rush of hideous air I remember now who I once was From the dephts of my mind he ascends Now the tyrant sits on his throne again Reborn |
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4. | The Halo of Burning Wings | 02:17 | Show lyrics |
I have fallen into damnation Slowly darkness devours the world While the light of my life burns ever brighter and more violent I fear it burns too fast now and that it shall consume both me and all the earth For every hour that passes my radiance conquers and dominates this solemn landscape piece by piece The shadows I cast are terrible to behold Yet in the vaining light man must look elsewhere for guidance Soon the first and brave will start to flock towards me Then one by one they will turn their eyes from the failing sun and let their path be lit... By the Halo of Burning Wings |
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5. | Orgy in Sodom | 04:54 | |
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19:53 |
Rising from Below the Earth
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Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics |
Antti Hyövonnen | Logo |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
Cheryl Schindler | Layout |
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1. | At Night They Rise from Below the Earth | 11:16 | Show lyrics |
Something is here Poisoning the very air i breathe The voices of the dead have fallen silent They tremble together in shallow graves In a most profound mystery The foul hand of fate did illuminate me I unearthed texts. I now try to Forget For those who see what others cant see their presence is unbearable Still they cannot fully understand For into the depths of knowledge could be undone But what i’ve seen. I cant take back To know the presence of the ones who rise from below the earth Now every night i feel their stare A multitude cold lidless eyes A steady pulse at the back of my mind Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Unwelcome gaze has pierced our souls Ageless terrible hunger awakened In the outmost void Beyond our spheres They gather in mass; Our end draws near There they’ll plot our fail And soon they’ll rise; in corporal form Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Hush! Again they are among us A faint sinister choir, gathering strength I fear that the time is fast approaching, One terrible night they’ll reach out for us all You may think me a fool, blinded by fear But I know what watches us as we sleep If you could only live one night, through my eyes; You would greet next dawn a different man Broken perhaps - marked for sure, and never once you’d feel alone again... For each night you’d know they rise; In silence under ominous skies out from their realm below our cold and sleeping earth out from their realm below this cold and dying earth Thus I must leave all hope behind Sweet privilege of ignorance |
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2. | Barbarian Assault | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Out from the woods they sprang forth Axes raised, mouths foaming with rage Tattooed savage beasts on the hunt Deranged bloodlust shining in their eyes Barbarian warriors - Painted with the pentagram Skulls of enemies - Their grinning trophies of war They overran the first cities by the next dawn Raided and burned every house to the ground Panic broke out as rumous spread Fleeing, thousands were trampled to death Worse still the fate of those left behind No one was left alive All defences had been utterly crushed Wave upon wave, they came from the north to maim, kill and destroy. Weapons of steel worn out From cutting and cleaving, through flesh and bone No quarter given, this nation will burn, boiling in its own decadent fat. Then the horde fell upon the great cathedral Last refuge of leaders and saints Dragged out the front The cardinal begged for his miserable life He knew where others were hidden Thirty lives sold for a silver coin each So they left him alive In vaults underground With thousands of starving rats And the head of his king in his hands Blood, flames, ruins, broken remains The legacy of this marauding force Barbarian Assault! The heavens doth tremble before their might |
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3. | A Wickedness Came upon Them | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
They all know; A shadow lives out in the woods But not a word is ever spoken thereof T’is; an evil of their own design But denial was a part of a puritan’s life, they would lock their doors and pray to their lord Though in the end, it was not him who heard them... Finally one night, the bells tolled doom The witch rose out from her ancient tomb All the villagers shuddered in their guilty sleep Then awoke to the sound of rats in their walls Frightened they huddled together for warmth All the lights were lit, swaying in a strange draft When an eerie change came over their expressions Apprehension, piety, or a dark hint of lust? Then as the light flickered and died They started to turn A wickedness came upon them Gripped by obscene, unspeakable urges Madness took them by the hand and led them to a darker place A wickedness crept upon their homes Yes, a wickedness came upon them A wickedness came upon their souls Slowly a new morning approached In church lay a filthy bloody mass of broken flesh A puritan orgy of perverted sex, torture and death The young, the old, all and one died willingly in raging sadistic ecstasy! It was the coldness of the tomb That had crept through the land The wickedness of the witch A mirror of their sinful hearts The witch saw it all and smiled Then turned away, and walked back to hell |
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4. | Curse of the Voodoo Priest | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
On the floor convulsed by pain Stabbing through his chest His eyes rolled back His tongue is black Pierced by unseen blades In an old house in the swamp Ritual drums resound Needles in clay Again and again The priest cackles loud A man lies dead in his bed In his prime it’s fair to say Nothing seems wrong His body was strong And yet he’s cold as ice It is the curse of the vodoo priest His evil spells cause evil dreams Against the order of all natural life The body lives when the soul has died Beware the walking dead! Oh when the night is dark And the moon has shed its face The veil of the underworld covers the stars Around you the rusting of leaves can be heard The zombies are out to do their priests command Scared to death the woman cries She met her husband in the night Though six months ago They buried his corpse So to the asylum she goes |
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5. | Winged Messenger of Doom | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Carried forth by a gathering storm Its grace belies a grim resolve Worried eyes watching below The growing form on the horizon Hail Messenger of Doom We who welcome the fall of man salutes you Today the hanged rejoice in his gallows His tongue a blue banner of triumph The days he did not live to see Has fallen under the messenger’s wings Hail messenger of doom Disciples of the end time salutes you Hail Doom Hail Spread your wings on winds of death Hail doom hail Onward the messenger flies Their reason had been crippled - by the fear of a fiery hell The universe was treated like their private wishing well So when doom came a’rollin’ rollin’ - rollin’ through their land They rejoice in rapture trusting his coming is at hand That Bastard! To all of those who sit round waiting - for the world to burn Fuck off to the crematory; keep bitching from your urn Whether suicide-emo-misanthrope - or Christian reborn from fear Then I can crank you some metal, and drink up all of your beer You asshole! |
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6. | Onward to the Bloodfields | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Carnage awaits us beyond these hills In fields neath vast citadel walls An army of men, ten thousand strong A broken pile of bodies to be Onward to the bloodfields, men To chaos and conquest and fire The beauty of steel piercing flesh The reason why we ride - yeah! Throwing ourselves into battle Like this day would be our last Our victims are bewildered And scatter before our ranks A sight to please our gods of war The breaking of enemy lines The scores of crows above our heads A grim sign for those about to die Onward to the fields of blood Onward to the fields of myth Thundering hooves mow you down Onward into infamy we ride The horde bringing the hammer down These lands crushed under our heels The house of their god burnt to the ground Their wives to break their backs in our fields Their seed spread before all winds Their legacy sinking into the great unknown I now close upon their king in command The symbol of his empire’s splendour & might In the sun, his armour is shining so bright He will not see it set tonight Then after battle, before the fires Our fallen are missed but not mourned Their tales now told in terror In strange and foreign tongues They’ll rest in the shadow of trees Grown by their enemies blood And then to the halls of Oden They arrive to resounding horns Hail to their hammerhearts To the blood, fire death in their veins They lived under the sign Brothers, we hail thee |
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7. | Caravan of Plague Bearers | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
It was in the midst of an autumns decay It had been a your most unkind Crops and cattle rotting in the fields Soon the winter would be upon them Then came the days of the caravan... Out from the great marsh dragging crippled limbs behind No one knew who they were but soon the word got around The caravan comes All must flee while they can The caravan comes Sundered earth left behind Through the land they left a terrible trail a writhing pestilential snake Some say they were quiet as death himself Others say you could hear them chant As one, they all whispered a name Someone would be marked to die People died in the streets in their beds, on their knees in church The land had become a great vast tomb Bodies as far as the eyes could see And relentlessly the caravan marched on and on Now; Of the great empire of the east only rumours remain As for the caravan... ...no one knows its fate. |
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8. | Whisky Demon | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
O banished one, we bow once more before your feet You rose from the woods, of your cold island Now make all and one; serve you as capable slaves Your laugh void of remorse, an old elegy not of this world Thine heart is hard, begging is for naught. And your tale is certain, to be triumphant Master of the sea & the high lands; sparks fly from your eyes This now the last spring; the banks of rivers red with blood You have but to knock; and the doors of heaven flies open Warships have left port & hells engines are burning Smoking fumes and burning fires. This is your age Whisky! Demon! |
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9. | Baphomet (Angel Witch cover) | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
Angel of death A faceless evil spirit that haunts Searching for the soul that he must take Steed of white he rides through the realms of unknown He is only a messenger from hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Riding along he cannot find those that he seeks Yet he knows he is on the right trail Breaking the circle, not knowing of the danger she’s in He takes her with him through stygian to hell To hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Suddenly I awake, looking ’round to see where I am Realise it’s been just a crazy dream I open the door to find that he is waiting there The angel of death has come to take my soul My soul Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death |
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10. | Throne of Bones | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Hands folded she is dragged through dark corridors in his lair. She was found alone, lost in the night The young girl prays, but knows; where she is; God has no dominion And every room echoes with some ancient horror between her sobs she can hear them still; frightened whispers and phantom screams here can be no rest, even in death Voices never heard, faces never seen They led her to his feet Anguish in her voice, as she cries out "Are you even living men?" Sitting upon the throne of bones, his face reveals nor age or emotion His eyes; as the nightsky with all stars dead Left alone with him, she cannot look away The burning stare, The voice in her head, The fear that slowly fades Her will it dies away She’s walking into his embrace From the dungeons, with their unspeakable tools of pain to the tallest spires, chambers filled with vile lore Her screams can be heard for hours The tyrant has had his gruesome thirst stilled Tonight, ungodly voices will reveal more of their secrets to him! |
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11. | In the Court of Severe Judgement | 10:41 | Show lyrics |
He was born in May, and died the same day Unbaptized This was his sin For this he will be judged She had lost her child, in infants life She took her own This was her sin For this she will be judged He had lost his wife and child Sought refuge in drink & vice To forget for a while Lost unto this world, and his little girl As other men had their way with her This was his sin For this he will be judged The daughter of this man, forever damned She lost her faith This was her sin For this she will be judged They will burn in the fires of hell Such is the law of our father God They had closed their hearts to him Our merciful, loving and just lord Harken! Let no sympathy befall them! Lest you be judged yourself For every tear for a sinner, shed A gateway where Satan can enter your heart You might call his ways mysterious Or even random and cruel You should not fear; it will be all revealed When in time you’ll stand before him When in time you’ll stand before him In the court of judgement most severe |
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01:07:29 |
Rising from Below the Earth
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics |
Antti Hyövonnen | Logo |
Cheryl Schindler | Layout |
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | At Night They Rise from Below the Earth | 11:16 | Show lyrics |
Something is here Poisoning the very air i breathe The voices of the dead have fallen silent They tremble together in shallow graves In a most profound mystery The foul hand of fate did illuminate me I unearthed texts. I now try to Forget For those who see what others cant see their presence is unbearable Still they cannot fully understand For into the depths of knowledge could be undone But what i’ve seen. I cant take back To know the presence of the ones who rise from below the earth Now every night i feel their stare A multitude cold lidless eyes A steady pulse at the back of my mind Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Unwelcome gaze has pierced our souls Ageless terrible hunger awakened In the outmost void Beyond our spheres They gather in mass; Our end draws near There they’ll plot our fail And soon they’ll rise; in corporal form Whispered voices from nowhere Shapeless shadows roam the night A constant feeling of being watched Shapeless shadows roam the night A sudden cold in the room Shapeless shadows roam the night Hush! Again they are among us A faint sinister choir, gathering strength I fear that the time is fast approaching, One terrible night they’ll reach out for us all You may think me a fool, blinded by fear But I know what watches us as we sleep If you could only live one night, through my eyes; You would greet next dawn a different man Broken perhaps - marked for sure, and never once you’d feel alone again... For each night you’d know they rise; In silence under ominous skies out from their realm below our cold and sleeping earth out from their realm below this cold and dying earth Thus I must leave all hope behind Sweet privilege of ignorance |
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2. | Barbarian Assault | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Out from the woods they sprang forth Axes raised, mouths foaming with rage Tattooed savage beasts on the hunt Deranged bloodlust shining in their eyes Barbarian warriors - Painted with the pentagram Skulls of enemies - Their grinning trophies of war They overran the first cities by the next dawn Raided and burned every house to the ground Panic broke out as rumous spread Fleeing, thousands were trampled to death Worse still the fate of those left behind No one was left alive All defences had been utterly crushed Wave upon wave, they came from the north to maim, kill and destroy. Weapons of steel worn out From cutting and cleaving, through flesh and bone No quarter given, this nation will burn, boiling in its own decadent fat. Then the horde fell upon the great cathedral Last refuge of leaders and saints Dragged out the front The cardinal begged for his miserable life He knew where others were hidden Thirty lives sold for a silver coin each So they left him alive In vaults underground With thousands of starving rats And the head of his king in his hands Blood, flames, ruins, broken remains The legacy of this marauding force Barbarian Assault! The heavens doth tremble before their might |
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Side B | |||
3. | A Wickedness Came upon Them | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
They all know; A shadow lives out in the woods But not a word is ever spoken thereof T’is; an evil of their own design But denial was a part of a puritan’s life, they would lock their doors and pray to their lord Though in the end, it was not him who heard them... Finally one night, the bells tolled doom The witch rose out from her ancient tomb All the villagers shuddered in their guilty sleep Then awoke to the sound of rats in their walls Frightened they huddled together for warmth All the lights were lit, swaying in a strange draft When an eerie change came over their expressions Apprehension, piety, or a dark hint of lust? Then as the light flickered and died They started to turn A wickedness came upon them Gripped by obscene, unspeakable urges Madness took them by the hand and led them to a darker place A wickedness crept upon their homes Yes, a wickedness came upon them A wickedness came upon their souls Slowly a new morning approached In church lay a filthy bloody mass of broken flesh A puritan orgy of perverted sex, torture and death The young, the old, all and one died willingly in raging sadistic ecstasy! It was the coldness of the tomb That had crept through the land The wickedness of the witch A mirror of their sinful hearts The witch saw it all and smiled Then turned away, and walked back to hell |
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4. | Curse of the Voodoo Priest | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
On the floor convulsed by pain Stabbing through his chest His eyes rolled back His tongue is black Pierced by unseen blades In an old house in the swamp Ritual drums resound Needles in clay Again and again The priest cackles loud A man lies dead in his bed In his prime it’s fair to say Nothing seems wrong His body was strong And yet he’s cold as ice It is the curse of the vodoo priest His evil spells cause evil dreams Against the order of all natural life The body lives when the soul has died Beware the walking dead! Oh when the night is dark And the moon has shed its face The veil of the underworld covers the stars Around you the rusting of leaves can be heard The zombies are out to do their priests command Scared to death the woman cries She met her husband in the night Though six months ago They buried his corpse So to the asylum she goes |
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5. | Winged Messenger of Doom | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Carried forth by a gathering storm Its grace belies a grim resolve Worried eyes watching below The growing form on the horizon Hail Messenger of Doom We who welcome the fall of man salutes you Today the hanged rejoice in his gallows His tongue a blue banner of triumph The days he did not live to see Has fallen under the messenger’s wings Hail messenger of doom Disciples of the end time salutes you Hail Doom Hail Spread your wings on winds of death Hail doom hail Onward the messenger flies Their reason had been crippled - by the fear of a fiery hell The universe was treated like their private wishing well So when doom came a’rollin’ rollin’ - rollin’ through their land They rejoice in rapture trusting his coming is at hand That Bastard! To all of those who sit round waiting - for the world to burn Fuck off to the crematory; keep bitching from your urn Whether suicide-emo-misanthrope - or Christian reborn from fear Then I can crank you some metal, and drink up all of your beer You asshole! |
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Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Onward to the Bloodfields | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
Carnage awaits us beyond these hills In fields neath vast citadel walls An army of men, ten thousand strong A broken pile of bodies to be Onward to the bloodfields, men To chaos and conquest and fire The beauty of steel piercing flesh The reason why we ride - yeah! Throwing ourselves into battle Like this day would be our last Our victims are bewildered And scatter before our ranks A sight to please our gods of war The breaking of enemy lines The scores of crows above our heads A grim sign for those about to die Onward to the fields of blood Onward to the fields of myth Thundering hooves mow you down Onward into infamy we ride The horde bringing the hammer down These lands crushed under our heels The house of their god burnt to the ground Their wives to break their backs in our fields Their seed spread before all winds Their legacy sinking into the great unknown I now close upon their king in command The symbol of his empire’s splendour & might In the sun, his armour is shining so bright He will not see it set tonight Then after battle, before the fires Our fallen are missed but not mourned Their tales now told in terror In strange and foreign tongues They’ll rest in the shadow of trees Grown by their enemies blood And then to the halls of Oden They arrive to resounding horns Hail to their hammerhearts To the blood, fire death in their veins They lived under the sign Brothers, we hail thee |
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2. | Caravan of Plague Bearers | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
It was in the midst of an autumns decay It had been a your most unkind Crops and cattle rotting in the fields Soon the winter would be upon them Then came the days of the caravan... Out from the great marsh dragging crippled limbs behind No one knew who they were but soon the word got around The caravan comes All must flee while they can The caravan comes Sundered earth left behind Through the land they left a terrible trail a writhing pestilential snake Some say they were quiet as death himself Others say you could hear them chant As one, they all whispered a name Someone would be marked to die People died in the streets in their beds, on their knees in church The land had become a great vast tomb Bodies as far as the eyes could see And relentlessly the caravan marched on and on Now; Of the great empire of the east only rumours remain As for the caravan... ...no one knows its fate. |
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3. | Whisky Demon | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
O banished one, we bow once more before your feet You rose from the woods, of your cold island Now make all and one; serve you as capable slaves Your laugh void of remorse, an old elegy not of this world Thine heart is hard, begging is for naught. And your tale is certain, to be triumphant Master of the sea & the high lands; sparks fly from your eyes This now the last spring; the banks of rivers red with blood You have but to knock; and the doors of heaven flies open Warships have left port & hells engines are burning Smoking fumes and burning fires. This is your age Whisky! Demon! |
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Side B | |||
4. | Baphomet (Angel Witch cover) | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
Angel of death A faceless evil spirit that haunts Searching for the soul that he must take Steed of white he rides through the realms of unknown He is only a messenger from hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Riding along he cannot find those that he seeks Yet he knows he is on the right trail Breaking the circle, not knowing of the danger she’s in He takes her with him through stygian to hell To hell Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Suddenly I awake, looking ’round to see where I am Realise it’s been just a crazy dream I open the door to find that he is waiting there The angel of death has come to take my soul My soul Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death Angel of death |
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5. | Throne of Bones | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Hands folded she is dragged through dark corridors in his lair. She was found alone, lost in the night The young girl prays, but knows; where she is; God has no dominion And every room echoes with some ancient horror between her sobs she can hear them still; frightened whispers and phantom screams here can be no rest, even in death Voices never heard, faces never seen They led her to his feet Anguish in her voice, as she cries out "Are you even living men?" Sitting upon the throne of bones, his face reveals nor age or emotion His eyes; as the nightsky with all stars dead Left alone with him, she cannot look away The burning stare, The voice in her head, The fear that slowly fades Her will it dies away She’s walking into his embrace From the dungeons, with their unspeakable tools of pain to the tallest spires, chambers filled with vile lore Her screams can be heard for hours The tyrant has had his gruesome thirst stilled Tonight, ungodly voices will reveal more of their secrets to him! |
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6. | In the Court of Severe Judgement | 10:41 | Show lyrics |
He was born in May, and died the same day Unbaptized This was his sin For this he will be judged She had lost her child, in infants life She took her own This was her sin For this she will be judged He had lost his wife and child Sought refuge in drink & vice To forget for a while Lost unto this world, and his little girl As other men had their way with her This was his sin For this he will be judged The daughter of this man, forever damned She lost her faith This was her sin For this she will be judged They will burn in the fires of hell Such is the law of our father God They had closed their hearts to him Our merciful, loving and just lord Harken! Let no sympathy befall them! Lest you be judged yourself For every tear for a sinner, shed A gateway where Satan can enter your heart You might call his ways mysterious Or even random and cruel You should not fear; it will be all revealed When in time you’ll stand before him When in time you’ll stand before him In the court of judgement most severe |
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35:48 |
Hellfire and Funeral Bells
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Timpani, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Samson Isberg | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
JBS | Layout |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hellfire and Funeral Bells | 08:19 | Show lyrics |
In my study chamber I write these final lines By the light of black candles My tale is taking form The mansions lies in silence My servants sent away Now to the finest whisky My mind drifts back Once I was a beggar on the street Until I met a strange, old priest His eyes aglow with eerie light A soft voice somehow drowning out the din of night He offered me a hundred years of bliss This crown lain on my head hiding a serpent kiss My solemn oath was all he asked And from that day I’ve not looked back ’Cause fortune followed everywhere I’d go Immerse wealth was upon me bestowed Knowledge without boundaries Life without regret So on this night I’ll face my doom and die just as I lived Then in the distant sleeping country side, Silence has been broken by a tolling of great bronze bells A sound like the marching leaden steps of fate Hellfire & Funeral Bells - Hellfire & Funeral Bells Oh Angel of Mercy When you do return Will sorrow be read in your eyes? Or in wings bent by the burden You alone must bear Your cold, empty embrace For when you come calling at my door I’ll have passed far beyond your reach Out of dust and shadow a mighty form arise His somber face tells me it is time to go I have donned my finest clothes - And rise to follow where I must My last words written down - A hundred years lived to the full And all that now remains; Is Hellfire & Funeral Bells |
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2. | Convent of Earthly Delights | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Her face whispered of sweet innocence But her body screamed for sin Every day she prayed to the lord above Yet worshipped her idols of crude naked flesh. As above so below, it´s said Both spoke to her in turn Though commandements from above Were not as strong as from below. No matter how much she did repent She had urges to attend There was no cure, just a remedy To Sin and Sin again. Tired of her wicked ways Her sister cunningly conspired To deal some godly discipline The error of her ways were clear While platonic love is not a sin Her heart was set on tantric paths The when her flesh did feel the whip She found she had a taste for it. And from that day till´her very end Pleasure was sought round´every bend Her mind would serve the savoir Her body served itself. So when old of age she passed aways Ir was without any regret or pain Cause unlike her sister of the cloth She had not lived her life in vain. You may know of her in other forms - This patron saint of sin She was the apple in the garden - Caressed by slithering skin The whore in good of Babylon - Who faced the wrath og God The Devil tempting Jesus Christ - Into feats of boastful pride Gomorrah, Paris, New Orleans - She walked their streets at night Your first kiss and your first fuck - And with you till you die ...You sinner! |
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3. | Lost in the Forest of Suicide | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Far into the eastern lands Shadows of a holy mountain Hides a lone valley where Deep roots feed on the dead Here you came unknowing Then slowly lost your way Alone, weary, cold, afraid The forest of suicide welcomes you in Bulging eyes behind the leaves Trees sway by the pulse of the dead Where the fruit of discontent does swing Tightened, creaking ropes they sing And underneath your doom-bound feet Pale lost faces stare out from the deep East or West, North or South Choose any way, none lead out Aokigahara - Black Sea of Trees All around, angry spirits are circling You were lost in the forest of suicide Now at home with others of your kind |
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4. | When the Wolves Howl for Blood | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
XVII Snarling muzzles ascent like trumpets In homage to the gleaming moon Triumphant in their hunt again Howling ancient savage songs VIII The track is warm The prey is close Tonight the pack will feast On a canvas Winter white A morbid portrait unleashed VI When the snow glints with cold lunar light When the air stabs at lungs with knives of ice IX When the journey had been long and hard, When the aching bones and weary eyes need rest IV When the woods seem a dark hostile labyrinth When every prayer falls on frigid stony ground V When the Wolves Howl for Blood Every man must face his true self |
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5. | Dr. Karswell | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Dr. Karswell, listen! Your runes I have seen The shadows you cast are long And the nights are growing cold Dr. Karswell, please... Call your servant off! You have made me believe... Now it comes! It’s in the trees! Dr. Karswell, I curse you Now that it’s too late for me Disturbing sounds all around In the mist a shape appears Forbidden book that holds your power Unlocked through countless nightly hours From the pool of wisdom you drank too deep Now nightmares chase you from your sleep The ruler of a cult - By a reign of terror Those who oppose will feel - Your black arts of summoning So your wealth and power grow - But so does your fear Everything comes at a price - And you know this cannot last Dr. Karswell, you fool! The runes have chosen you! The Demon screams from beyond You can run but the end has come Dr. Karswell... |
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6. | Choir of Mentors | 10:30 | Show lyrics |
Born in 1452 Of noble pure blood The gravest of children he was This brooding, curious, quiet boy At the tender age of 5 He took his first life Behind the chapel, a stray dog stabbed That very night they came to him Awakened by a stirring of the icy air Voices disembodied, vast choir dead and hollow They whispered of secrets, terrible and glorious At the price of human suffering untold Now for the very first time, the prince did smile At the age of 9 they all could see The ominous change in the lordling A hunger and strangeness growing Then one day as the sun did descend into its celestial grave A poor innocent maid disappeared without a trace With a human life split There was no turning back From the enlightened path For they were legion And they were voracious In their particular need Ever street deserted Every door locked ’Cause behind dark walls terror holds court When he claimed the throne He was 16 years old No trace left of the boy Now master of forbidden lore The tyrant ascendant! |
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41:38 |
Hellfire and Funeral Bells
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Timpani, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Samson Isberg | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
JBS | Layout |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Hellfire and Funeral Bells | 08:19 | Show lyrics |
In my study chamber I write these final lines By the light of black candles My tale is taking form The mansions lies in silence My servants sent away Now to the finest whisky My mind drifts back Once I was a beggar on the street Until I met a strange, old priest His eyes aglow with eerie light A soft voice somehow drowning out the din of night He offered me a hundred years of bliss This crown lain on my head hiding a serpent kiss My solemn oath was all he asked And from that day I’ve not looked back ’Cause fortune followed everywhere I’d go Immerse wealth was upon me bestowed Knowledge without boundaries Life without regret So on this night I’ll face my doom and die just as I lived Then in the distant sleeping country side, Silence has been broken by a tolling of great bronze bells A sound like the marching leaden steps of fate Hellfire & Funeral Bells - Hellfire & Funeral Bells Oh Angel of Mercy When you do return Will sorrow be read in your eyes? Or in wings bent by the burden You alone must bear Your cold, empty embrace For when you come calling at my door I’ll have passed far beyond your reach Out of dust and shadow a mighty form arise His somber face tells me it is time to go I have donned my finest clothes - And rise to follow where I must My last words written down - A hundred years lived to the full And all that now remains; Is Hellfire & Funeral Bells |
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2. | Convent of Earthly Delights | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Her face whispered of sweet innocence But her body screamed for sin Every day she prayed to the lord above Yet worshipped her idols of crude naked flesh. As above so below, it´s said Both spoke to her in turn Though commandements from above Were not as strong as from below. No matter how much she did repent She had urges to attend There was no cure, just a remedy To Sin and Sin again. Tired of her wicked ways Her sister cunningly conspired To deal some godly discipline The error of her ways were clear While platonic love is not a sin Her heart was set on tantric paths The when her flesh did feel the whip She found she had a taste for it. And from that day till´her very end Pleasure was sought round´every bend Her mind would serve the savoir Her body served itself. So when old of age she passed aways Ir was without any regret or pain Cause unlike her sister of the cloth She had not lived her life in vain. You may know of her in other forms - This patron saint of sin She was the apple in the garden - Caressed by slithering skin The whore in good of Babylon - Who faced the wrath og God The Devil tempting Jesus Christ - Into feats of boastful pride Gomorrah, Paris, New Orleans - She walked their streets at night Your first kiss and your first fuck - And with you till you die ...You sinner! |
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3. | Lost in the Forest of Suicide | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Far into the eastern lands Shadows of a holy mountain Hides a lone valley where Deep roots feed on the dead Here you came unknowing Then slowly lost your way Alone, weary, cold, afraid The forest of suicide welcomes you in Bulging eyes behind the leaves Trees sway by the pulse of the dead Where the fruit of discontent does swing Tightened, creaking ropes they sing And underneath your doom-bound feet Pale lost faces stare out from the deep East or West, North or South Choose any way, none lead out Aokigahara - Black Sea of Trees All around, angry spirits are circling You were lost in the forest of suicide Now at home with others of your kind |
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Side B | |||
4. | When the Wolves Howl for Blood | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
XVII Snarling muzzles ascent like trumpets In homage to the gleaming moon Triumphant in their hunt again Howling ancient savage songs VIII The track is warm The prey is close Tonight the pack will feast On a canvas Winter white A morbid portrait unleashed VI When the snow glints with cold lunar light When the air stabs at lungs with knives of ice IX When the journey had been long and hard, When the aching bones and weary eyes need rest IV When the woods seem a dark hostile labyrinth When every prayer falls on frigid stony ground V When the Wolves Howl for Blood Every man must face his true self |
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5. | Dr. Karswell | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Dr. Karswell, listen! Your runes I have seen The shadows you cast are long And the nights are growing cold Dr. Karswell, please... Call your servant off! You have made me believe... Now it comes! It’s in the trees! Dr. Karswell, I curse you Now that it’s too late for me Disturbing sounds all around In the mist a shape appears Forbidden book that holds your power Unlocked through countless nightly hours From the pool of wisdom you drank too deep Now nightmares chase you from your sleep The ruler of a cult - By a reign of terror Those who oppose will feel - Your black arts of summoning So your wealth and power grow - But so does your fear Everything comes at a price - And you know this cannot last Dr. Karswell, you fool! The runes have chosen you! The Demon screams from beyond You can run but the end has come Dr. Karswell... |
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6. | Choir of Mentors | 10:30 | Show lyrics |
Born in 1452 Of noble pure blood The gravest of children he was This brooding, curious, quiet boy At the tender age of 5 He took his first life Behind the chapel, a stray dog stabbed That very night they came to him Awakened by a stirring of the icy air Voices disembodied, vast choir dead and hollow They whispered of secrets, terrible and glorious At the price of human suffering untold Now for the very first time, the prince did smile At the age of 9 they all could see The ominous change in the lordling A hunger and strangeness growing Then one day as the sun did descend into its celestial grave A poor innocent maid disappeared without a trace With a human life split There was no turning back From the enlightened path For they were legion And they were voracious In their particular need Ever street deserted Every door locked ’Cause behind dark walls terror holds court When he claimed the throne He was 16 years old No trace left of the boy Now master of forbidden lore The tyrant ascendant! |
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41:38 |
Hellfire and Funeral Bells
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Timpani, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Samson Isberg | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Seth Bennett | Artwork |
JBS | Layout |
Gunnar Hansen | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hellfire and Funeral Bells | 08:19 | Show lyrics |
In my study chamber I write these final lines By the light of black candles My tale is taking form The mansions lies in silence My servants sent away Now to the finest whisky My mind drifts back Once I was a beggar on the street Until I met a strange, old priest His eyes aglow with eerie light A soft voice somehow drowning out the din of night He offered me a hundred years of bliss This crown lain on my head hiding a serpent kiss My solemn oath was all he asked And from that day I’ve not looked back ’Cause fortune followed everywhere I’d go Immerse wealth was upon me bestowed Knowledge without boundaries Life without regret So on this night I’ll face my doom and die just as I lived Then in the distant sleeping country side, Silence has been broken by a tolling of great bronze bells A sound like the marching leaden steps of fate Hellfire & Funeral Bells - Hellfire & Funeral Bells Oh Angel of Mercy When you do return Will sorrow be read in your eyes? Or in wings bent by the burden You alone must bear Your cold, empty embrace For when you come calling at my door I’ll have passed far beyond your reach Out of dust and shadow a mighty form arise His somber face tells me it is time to go I have donned my finest clothes - And rise to follow where I must My last words written down - A hundred years lived to the full And all that now remains; Is Hellfire & Funeral Bells |
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2. | Convent of Earthly Delights | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Her face whispered of sweet innocence But her body screamed for sin Every day she prayed to the lord above Yet worshipped her idols of crude naked flesh. As above so below, it´s said Both spoke to her in turn Though commandements from above Were not as strong as from below. No matter how much she did repent She had urges to attend There was no cure, just a remedy To Sin and Sin again. Tired of her wicked ways Her sister cunningly conspired To deal some godly discipline The error of her ways were clear While platonic love is not a sin Her heart was set on tantric paths The when her flesh did feel the whip She found she had a taste for it. And from that day till´her very end Pleasure was sought round´every bend Her mind would serve the savoir Her body served itself. So when old of age she passed aways Ir was without any regret or pain Cause unlike her sister of the cloth She had not lived her life in vain. You may know of her in other forms - This patron saint of sin She was the apple in the garden - Caressed by slithering skin The whore in good of Babylon - Who faced the wrath og God The Devil tempting Jesus Christ - Into feats of boastful pride Gomorrah, Paris, New Orleans - She walked their streets at night Your first kiss and your first fuck - And with you till you die ...You sinner! |
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3. | Lost in the Forest of Suicide | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Far into the eastern lands Shadows of a holy mountain Hides a lone valley where Deep roots feed on the dead Here you came unknowing Then slowly lost your way Alone, weary, cold, afraid The forest of suicide welcomes you in Bulging eyes behind the leaves Trees sway by the pulse of the dead Where the fruit of discontent does swing Tightened, creaking ropes they sing And underneath your doom-bound feet Pale lost faces stare out from the deep East or West, North or South Choose any way, none lead out Aokigahara - Black Sea of Trees All around, angry spirits are circling You were lost in the forest of suicide Now at home with others of your kind |
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4. | When the Wolves Howl for Blood | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
XVII Snarling muzzles ascent like trumpets In homage to the gleaming moon Triumphant in their hunt again Howling ancient savage songs VIII The track is warm The prey is close Tonight the pack will feast On a canvas Winter white A morbid portrait unleashed VI When the snow glints with cold lunar light When the air stabs at lungs with knives of ice IX When the journey had been long and hard, When the aching bones and weary eyes need rest IV When the woods seem a dark hostile labyrinth When every prayer falls on frigid stony ground V When the Wolves Howl for Blood Every man must face his true self |
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5. | Dr. Karswell | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Dr. Karswell, listen! Your runes I have seen The shadows you cast are long And the nights are growing cold Dr. Karswell, please... Call your servant off! You have made me believe... Now it comes! It’s in the trees! Dr. Karswell, I curse you Now that it’s too late for me Disturbing sounds all around In the mist a shape appears Forbidden book that holds your power Unlocked through countless nightly hours From the pool of wisdom you drank too deep Now nightmares chase you from your sleep The ruler of a cult - By a reign of terror Those who oppose will feel - Your black arts of summoning So your wealth and power grow - But so does your fear Everything comes at a price - And you know this cannot last Dr. Karswell, you fool! The runes have chosen you! The Demon screams from beyond You can run but the end has come Dr. Karswell... |
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6. | Choir of Mentors | 10:30 | Show lyrics |
Born in 1452 Of noble pure blood The gravest of children he was This brooding, curious, quiet boy At the tender age of 5 He took his first life Behind the chapel, a stray dog stabbed That very night they came to him Awakened by a stirring of the icy air Voices disembodied, vast choir dead and hollow They whispered of secrets, terrible and glorious At the price of human suffering untold Now for the very first time, the prince did smile At the age of 9 they all could see The ominous change in the lordling A hunger and strangeness growing Then one day as the sun did descend into its celestial grave A poor innocent maid disappeared without a trace With a human life split There was no turning back From the enlightened path For they were legion And they were voracious In their particular need Ever street deserted Every door locked ’Cause behind dark walls terror holds court When he claimed the throne He was 16 years old No trace left of the boy Now master of forbidden lore The tyrant ascendant! |
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41:38 |
In the Shadow of Doom
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Guitars (rhythm, lead), Bass, Vocals |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Harmonica, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
D. Fried | Layout |
G. Hansen | Mixing, Mastering |
Andreas Hagen | Producer (drums) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Wicked Dead | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
...On whom doth fall The shadows of the risen dead Shall surely be consumed By the glamour of the grave In the dead of night Traveller beware A doom lies dormant In the crypt of Asa - infernal witch In the quiet countryside Wanderer take heed And pray for dawn Thrice she will rise In the church of Pannochka - conjuress of demons In your stately homes Lovers be forewarned, A terror feeds off lust, Radiant and ruinous In the castle of Marcilla - daughter of the pit What pious men can lay to rest Innocent blood can revive To the infernally endowed Deaths chains are as air |
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2. | The Devil’s Share | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) While God he taketh and he giveth His angels are naught but winged sinners Begging for scraps from the masters table Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! You’ve tried to lead a virtuous life When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife Then all too soon your days are through Saint Peter will open his book on you You’ll realize counting how your days were spent That the devil took ninety eight percent! Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake A scar ran through his heart (so cold); A corrupted core like black, rotting wood Drums of anguish beats for all, Saint or imp; the trial calls As foul weeds inch by inch grows o’er the graves of men Grows o’er the grave of all mankind Is this the god that Twain so scorned? In a drunken stupor on the floor But Satan saw and Satan waited While God was being kept sedated And all the sinners he should have saved? The devil takes ninety eight percent! |
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3. | Yet He Walks... | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) Plantation by moonlight Unending sea of waving grass Cold feet thread a cold path No will, no pulse, only purpose Oh wearily they stumble on along their way As in a dream, they glide through the night But the unearthly silence is soon cut short By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass Here at the ends of the earth, Where even stars come to die, No will, no pulse, only purpose And yet he walks |
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4. | Marching in the Shadow of Doom | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
And so it must begin This weary journey without end Set spinning on its dreadful path By machinations of a mad god Day of judgement - day of doom Born of the grave - Interred in the womb An empty vessel An empty promise And so now it all has come to pass A feeble quest without purpose Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity And yet you saw nothing at all We are marching in the shadow of doom Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes Callous watcher in the skies Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign Lead (GMH) From endless night I call to thee! Listen fools! It is the pulse of the lord of this world The sound of nails Hammered into a coffin Forever |
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5. | Sign of Satanic Victory | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (ESB) Followers of the walking corpse Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts Deepest infection in shallowest mind Your lord must die to free mankind Our ultimate weapon Risen from the depths An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs The nails come down, inch by inch Lead (GMH) Don’t need no seven strings or edgy new design This V is all I want Axecutioner of Gods I was made a mercenary In the legions of the V Monument to a golden age The Sign of Satanic Victory Lead (ESB) |
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6. | Lair of Rats | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
To these bleak ancestral lands I have returned Where the ruins of my name haunt the ruins of my keep Desperate homicidal escape Generations spent in exile Fallen priory on the hill A dread that lives ever on Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get But The loathing of peasants is naught to me Now let these walls rise again Again my crest crowns these gates Gothic towers risen from rubble Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness Foundations as old as the stones Lead (GMH) Lead (ESB) Lead (GMH) And deeper still Where the roots of the earth lies black A spectral swarm is stirring And dreadful hunger swells Is this madness come calling? Howling through the cracks in the walls? Scurrying through dim corridors? Like the cursed blood in my veins Bursting out of darkness Running for the light A crawling infestation An all consuming force Tainted inheritance I heed your call! Madness of the tombs Here I come Lead (ESB) |
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7. | As White as She Is Pale / Black Hounds | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I saw her coming from afar at first faint light of day The lady riding on a horse as white as she was pale She bade me take her by the hand and ride with her away Her promise whispered at my birth the one that never fails She’ll take me down a winding road she’ll take me through the gates And when at last the crossroads come I’ll see which path she’ll take Lead (GMH) Now I must bid farewell my friends we shall never meet again So raise your glass and sing old songs make sure that you live well Cause in the end a day will come when you too have lost your way You’ll meet the lady on her horse as white as she is pale To those who rush to meet your gods Know that you may fail Close your eyes, pray she rides fast There are Black Hounds on your trail Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! |
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8. | Quis Est Iste Qui Venit | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Among shifting dunes Of a windswept coast Desolate ruins of a Templar shrine Hidden in masonry Clay, granite, bones Bronze artefact forebodingly inscribed Oh take care! Give it a try Oh Whistle My Lad Know there will be an answer Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit |
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42:53 |
In the Shadow of Doom
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Guitars (rhythm, lead), Bass, Vocals |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Harmonica, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G. Hansen | Mixing, Mastering |
Andreas Hagen | Producer (drums) |
D. Fried | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Wicked Dead | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
...On whom doth fall The shadows of the risen dead Shall surely be consumed By the glamour of the grave In the dead of night Traveller beware A doom lies dormant In the crypt of Asa - infernal witch In the quiet countryside Wanderer take heed And pray for dawn Thrice she will rise In the church of Pannochka - conjuress of demons In your stately homes Lovers be forewarned, A terror feeds off lust, Radiant and ruinous In the castle of Marcilla - daughter of the pit What pious men can lay to rest Innocent blood can revive To the infernally endowed Deaths chains are as air |
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2. | The Devil’s Share | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) While God he taketh and he giveth His angels are naught but winged sinners Begging for scraps from the masters table Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! You’ve tried to lead a virtuous life When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife Then all too soon your days are through Saint Peter will open his book on you You’ll realize counting how your days were spent That the devil took ninety eight percent! Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake A scar ran through his heart (so cold); A corrupted core like black, rotting wood Drums of anguish beats for all, Saint or imp; the trial calls As foul weeds inch by inch grows o’er the graves of men Grows o’er the grave of all mankind Is this the god that Twain so scorned? In a drunken stupor on the floor But Satan saw and Satan waited While God was being kept sedated And all the sinners he should have saved? The devil takes ninety eight percent! |
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3. | Yet He Walks... | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) Plantation by moonlight Unending sea of waving grass Cold feet thread a cold path No will, no pulse, only purpose Oh wearily they stumble on along their way As in a dream, they glide through the night But the unearthly silence is soon cut short By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass Here at the ends of the earth, Where even stars come to die, No will, no pulse, only purpose And yet he walks |
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4. | Marching in the Shadow of Doom | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
And so it must begin This weary journey without end Set spinning on its dreadful path By machinations of a mad god Day of judgement - day of doom Born of the grave - Interred in the womb An empty vessel An empty promise And so now it all has come to pass A feeble quest without purpose Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity And yet you saw nothing at all We are marching in the shadow of doom Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes Callous watcher in the skies Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign Lead (GMH) From endless night I call to thee! Listen fools! It is the pulse of the lord of this world The sound of nails Hammered into a coffin Forever |
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5. | Sign of Satanic Victory | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
Lead (ESB) Followers of the walking corpse Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts Deepest infection in shallowest mind Your lord must die to free mankind Our ultimate weapon Risen from the depths An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs The nails come down, inch by inch Lead (GMH) Don’t need no seven strings or edgy new design This V is all I want Axecutioner of Gods I was made a mercenary In the legions of the V Monument to a golden age The Sign of Satanic Victory Lead (ESB) |
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6. | Lair of Rats | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
To these bleak ancestral lands I have returned Where the ruins of my name haunt the ruins of my keep Desperate homicidal escape Generations spent in exile Fallen priory on the hill A dread that lives ever on Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get But The loathing of peasants is naught to me Now let these walls rise again Again my crest crowns these gates Gothic towers risen from rubble Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness Foundations as old as the stones Lead (GMH) Lead (ESB) Lead (GMH) And deeper still Where the roots of the earth lies black A spectral swarm is stirring And dreadful hunger swells Is this madness come calling? Howling through the cracks in the walls? Scurrying through dim corridors? Like the cursed blood in my veins Bursting out of darkness Running for the light A crawling infestation An all consuming force Tainted inheritance I heed your call! Madness of the tombs Here I come Lead (ESB) |
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7. | As White as She Is Pale / Black Hounds | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I saw her coming from afar at first faint light of day The lady riding on a horse as white as she was pale She bade me take her by the hand and ride with her away Her promise whispered at my birth the one that never fails She’ll take me down a winding road she’ll take me through the gates And when at last the crossroads come I’ll see which path she’ll take Lead (GMH) Now I must bid farewell my friends we shall never meet again So raise your glass and sing old songs make sure that you live well Cause in the end a day will come when you too have lost your way You’ll meet the lady on her horse as white as she is pale To those who rush to meet your gods Know that you may fail Close your eyes, pray she rides fast There are Black Hounds on your trail Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! |
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8. | Quis Est Iste Qui Venit | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Among shifting dunes Of a windswept coast Desolate ruins of a Templar shrine Hidden in masonry Clay, granite, bones Bronze artefact forebodingly inscribed Oh take care! Give it a try Oh Whistle My Lad Know there will be an answer Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit |
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42:48 |
In the Shadow of Doom
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunnar Hansen | Guitars (rhythm, lead), Bass, Vocals |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Harmonica, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G. Hansen | Mixing, Mastering |
Andreas Hagen | Producer (drums) |
D. Fried | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (12") | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Wicked Dead | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
...On whom doth fall The shadows of the risen dead Shall surely be consumed By the glamour of the grave In the dead of night Traveller beware A doom lies dormant In the crypt of Asa - infernal witch In the quiet countryside Wanderer take heed And pray for dawn Thrice she will rise In the church of Pannochka - conjuress of demons In your stately homes Lovers be forewarned, A terror feeds off lust, Radiant and ruinous In the castle of Marcilla - daughter of the pit What pious men can lay to rest Innocent blood can revive To the infernally endowed Deaths chains are as air |
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2. | The Devil’s Share | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) While God he taketh and he giveth His angels are naught but winged sinners Begging for scraps from the masters table Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! You’ve tried to lead a virtuous life When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife Then all too soon your days are through Saint Peter will open his book on you You’ll realize counting how your days were spent That the devil took ninety eight percent! Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake A scar ran through his heart (so cold); A corrupted core like black, rotting wood Drums of anguish beats for all, Saint or imp; the trial calls As foul weeds inch by inch grows o’er the graves of men Grows o’er the grave of all mankind Is this the god that Twain so scorned? In a drunken stupor on the floor But Satan saw and Satan waited While God was being kept sedated And all the sinners he should have saved? The devil takes ninety eight percent! |
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3. | Yet He Walks... | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) Plantation by moonlight Unending sea of waving grass Cold feet thread a cold path No will, no pulse, only purpose Oh wearily they stumble on along their way As in a dream, they glide through the night But the unearthly silence is soon cut short By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass Here at the ends of the earth, Where even stars come to die, No will, no pulse, only purpose And yet he walks |
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4. | Marching in the Shadow of Doom | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
And so it must begin This weary journey without end Set spinning on its dreadful path By machinations of a mad god Day of judgement - day of doom Born of the grave - Interred in the womb An empty vessel An empty promise And so now it all has come to pass A feeble quest without purpose Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity And yet you saw nothing at all We are marching in the shadow of doom Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes Callous watcher in the skies Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign Lead (GMH) From endless night I call to thee! Listen fools! It is the pulse of the lord of this world The sound of nails Hammered into a coffin Forever |
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Side B | |||
5. | Sign of Satanic Victory | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (ESB) Followers of the walking corpse Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts Deepest infection in shallowest mind Your lord must die to free mankind Our ultimate weapon Risen from the depths An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs The nails come down, inch by inch Lead (GMH) Don’t need no seven strings or edgy new design This V is all I want Axecutioner of Gods I was made a mercenary In the legions of the V Monument to a golden age The Sign of Satanic Victory Lead (ESB) |
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6. | Lair of Rats | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
To these bleak ancestral lands I have returned Where the ruins of my name haunt the ruins of my keep Desperate homicidal escape Generations spent in exile Fallen priory on the hill A dread that lives ever on Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get But The loathing of peasants is naught to me Now let these walls rise again Again my crest crowns these gates Gothic towers risen from rubble Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness Foundations as old as the stones Lead (GMH) Lead (ESB) Lead (GMH) And deeper still Where the roots of the earth lies black A spectral swarm is stirring And dreadful hunger swells Is this madness come calling? Howling through the cracks in the walls? Scurrying through dim corridors? Like the cursed blood in my veins Bursting out of darkness Running for the light A crawling infestation An all consuming force Tainted inheritance I heed your call! Madness of the tombs Here I come Lead (ESB) |
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7. | As White as She Is Pale / Black Hounds | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I saw her coming from afar at first faint light of day The lady riding on a horse as white as she was pale She bade me take her by the hand and ride with her away Her promise whispered at my birth the one that never fails She’ll take me down a winding road she’ll take me through the gates And when at last the crossroads come I’ll see which path she’ll take Lead (GMH) Now I must bid farewell my friends we shall never meet again So raise your glass and sing old songs make sure that you live well Cause in the end a day will come when you too have lost your way You’ll meet the lady on her horse as white as she is pale To those who rush to meet your gods Know that you may fail Close your eyes, pray she rides fast There are Black Hounds on your trail Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! |
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8. | Quis Est Iste Qui Venit | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Among shifting dunes Of a windswept coast Desolate ruins of a Templar shrine Hidden in masonry Clay, granite, bones Bronze artefact forebodingly inscribed Oh take care! Give it a try Oh Whistle My Lad Know there will be an answer Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit |
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42:53 | |||
Disc 2 (7") | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Old School War (Out of the Tombs edition) | 05:07 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Chaos Descends (Cirith Ungol cover) | 03:03 | |
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08:10 |
In the Shadow of Doom
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Gunnar Hansen | Guitars (rhythm, lead), Bass, Vocals |
Johnny Tombthrasher | Drums |
Einar Berg | Guitars (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
Kenneth Hognestad | Harmonica, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G. Hansen | Mixing, Mastering |
Andreas Hagen | Producer (drums) |
D. Fried | Layout |
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Side A | |||
1. | The Wicked Dead | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
...On whom doth fall The shadows of the risen dead Shall surely be consumed By the glamour of the grave In the dead of night Traveller beware A doom lies dormant In the crypt of Asa - infernal witch In the quiet countryside Wanderer take heed And pray for dawn Thrice she will rise In the church of Pannochka - conjuress of demons In your stately homes Lovers be forewarned, A terror feeds off lust, Radiant and ruinous In the castle of Marcilla - daughter of the pit What pious men can lay to rest Innocent blood can revive To the infernally endowed Deaths chains are as air |
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2. | The Devil’s Share | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) While God he taketh and he giveth His angels are naught but winged sinners Begging for scraps from the masters table Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! You’ve tried to lead a virtuous life When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife Then all too soon your days are through Saint Peter will open his book on you You’ll realize counting how your days were spent That the devil took ninety eight percent! Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake A scar ran through his heart (so cold); A corrupted core like black, rotting wood Drums of anguish beats for all, Saint or imp; the trial calls As foul weeds inch by inch grows o’er the graves of men Grows o’er the grave of all mankind Is this the god that Twain so scorned? In a drunken stupor on the floor But Satan saw and Satan waited While God was being kept sedated And all the sinners he should have saved? The devil takes ninety eight percent! |
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3. | Yet He Walks... | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
Lead (GMH) Plantation by moonlight Unending sea of waving grass Cold feet thread a cold path No will, no pulse, only purpose Oh wearily they stumble on along their way As in a dream, they glide through the night But the unearthly silence is soon cut short By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass Here at the ends of the earth, Where even stars come to die, No will, no pulse, only purpose And yet he walks |
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4. | Marching in the Shadow of Doom | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
And so it must begin This weary journey without end Set spinning on its dreadful path By machinations of a mad god Day of judgement - day of doom Born of the grave - Interred in the womb An empty vessel An empty promise And so now it all has come to pass A feeble quest without purpose Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity And yet you saw nothing at all We are marching in the shadow of doom Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes Callous watcher in the skies Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign Lead (GMH) From endless night I call to thee! Listen fools! It is the pulse of the lord of this world The sound of nails Hammered into a coffin Forever |
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5. | Sign of Satanic Victory | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Lead (ESB) Followers of the walking corpse Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts Deepest infection in shallowest mind Your lord must die to free mankind Our ultimate weapon Risen from the depths An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs The nails come down, inch by inch Lead (GMH) Don’t need no seven strings or edgy new design This V is all I want Axecutioner of Gods I was made a mercenary In the legions of the V Monument to a golden age The Sign of Satanic Victory Lead (ESB) |
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6. | Lair of Rats | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
To these bleak ancestral lands I have returned Where the ruins of my name haunt the ruins of my keep Desperate homicidal escape Generations spent in exile Fallen priory on the hill A dread that lives ever on Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get But The loathing of peasants is naught to me Now let these walls rise again Again my crest crowns these gates Gothic towers risen from rubble Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness Foundations as old as the stones Lead (GMH) Lead (ESB) Lead (GMH) And deeper still Where the roots of the earth lies black A spectral swarm is stirring And dreadful hunger swells Is this madness come calling? Howling through the cracks in the walls? Scurrying through dim corridors? Like the cursed blood in my veins Bursting out of darkness Running for the light A crawling infestation An all consuming force Tainted inheritance I heed your call! Madness of the tombs Here I come Lead (ESB) |
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7. | As White as She Is Pale / Black Hounds | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I saw her coming from afar at first faint light of day The lady riding on a horse as white as she was pale She bade me take her by the hand and ride with her away Her promise whispered at my birth the one that never fails She’ll take me down a winding road she’ll take me through the gates And when at last the crossroads come I’ll see which path she’ll take Lead (GMH) Now I must bid farewell my friends we shall never meet again So raise your glass and sing old songs make sure that you live well Cause in the end a day will come when you too have lost your way You’ll meet the lady on her horse as white as she is pale To those who rush to meet your gods Know that you may fail Close your eyes, pray she rides fast There are Black Hounds on your trail Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! Black Hounds… Black Hounds on your trail! |
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8. | Quis Est Iste Qui Venit | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Among shifting dunes Of a windswept coast Desolate ruins of a Templar shrine Hidden in masonry Clay, granite, bones Bronze artefact forebodingly inscribed Oh take care! Give it a try Oh Whistle My Lad Know there will be an answer Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit Quis est iste qui venit |
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