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Zyklon
Members | |
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Last known | |
Trym Torson | Drums (1998-2010) |
Member(bands): Emperor, Ceremony, Paganize, God of Atheists, Enslaved, Satyricon (live), Imperium, Notodden All Stars | |
Zamoth | Guitars (1998-2010) |
Member(bands): Emperor, The Wretched End, Scum, Zyklon-B, Embryonic, Xerasia, Arcturus, Gorgoroth, Satyricon, Thou Shalt Suffer, Conspiracy, Fast Breeder, Notodden All Stars, Spina Bifida, Zyltelab | |
Destructhor | Guitars (1998-2010) |
Member(bands): Myrkskog, Nordjevel, Odium, Cadaver (live), From the Vastland (live), Nader Sadek (live), Nidingr (live), Morbid Angel, 1349 (live) | |
Secthdamon | Bass, Vocals (2001-2010) |
Member(bands): Grimfist, Myrkskog, Odium, 1349 (live), Cadaver (live), Emperor (live), Dimmu Borgir (live) | |
Past | |
Daemon | Vocals (1998-2001) |
Member(bands): Limbonic Art, Nocternity, Infinite Decay, Sarcoma Inc. | |
Past (Live) | |
Cosmocrator | Bass (2001) |
Member(bands): Mindgrinder, The Wretched End, Scum, Mental Garrotter, Nebelhexë, Source of Tide, Windir (live), Notodden All Stars |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | World ov Worms | Full-length | 2001 | Show album |
2 | Zyklon / Red Harvest | Split | 2003 | Show album |
3 | Aeon | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
4 | Storm Detonation Live | Video | 2006 | Show album |
5 | Disintegrate | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
6 | The Storm Manifesto | Boxed set | 2010 | Show album |
World ov Worms
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 12th, 2001 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE061CD | CD | Slipcase |
February 12th, 2001 | Candlelight Records USA | CANUS0002CD | CD | |
February 12th, 2001 | Candlelight Records USA | CANUS0002CD | CD | |
2001 | Displeased Records | D-00085 | 12" vinyl | |
2001 | Mystic Production | Myst 265 | Cassette | Splicase, Digipak |
May 23rd, 2001 | Toy’s Factory | TFCK-87248 / BR0142 | CD | Japan, Digipak |
2003 | Candlelight Records | Candle061TIN | CD | Reissue, Limited Edition, Tin Case |
2003 | Irond Records | IROND CD 03-634 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
Zyklon / Red Harvest
Members | |
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Band members | |
Zyklon | |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Destructhor | Guitars |
Zamoth | Guitars |
Secthdamon | Bass, Vocals |
Red Harvest | |
Thomas Brandt | Bass |
Jimmy "Ofu Khan" Ivan Bergsten | Vocals, Guitars |
Kjetil "Selveste TurboNatas" Eggum | Guitars |
Lars "LRZ" Sorensen | Keyboards, Programming, Samples |
Erik "E_Wroldsen" Wroldsen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
OCD | Remixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Zyklon - Storm Detonation (Remixed by OCD@VOID) | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, manifested in every fatalistic soul, asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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2. | Red Harvest - Re-Hammer Mix [Fix-Hammer-Fix] (Remixed by OCD@VOID) | 05:32 | |
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10:11 |
Aeon
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 8th, 2003 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE074CD | CD | |
September 8th, 2003 | Candlelight Records | Candle074TIN | CD | Limited Edition, Enhanced, Tin Case |
September 8th, 2003 | Candlelight Records USA | CANUS0027CD | CD | |
2003 | Displeased Records | D-00129 | 12" vinyl | |
September 18th, 2003 | Toy’s Factory | TFCK 87332 | CD | Japan |
2004 | Irond Records | IROND CD 04-726 | CD | Reissue, Russia |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
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9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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41:54 |
Storm Detonation Live
Members | |
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Samoth | Guitars |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Destructhor | Guitars |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon (Music Video) | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution (Music Video) | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Core Solution (Live) | 05:40 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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4. | Worm World (Live) | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach. In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that`s how you are. You reek - that`s what you`re at. You are mentally dead - that`s what you`ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you`re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it`s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper`s nest. |
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5. | Subtle Manipulation (Live) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodationIntegrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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6. | Transcendental War (Live) | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It`s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It`s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it`s your illusion, sombody else`s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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7. | Psyklon Aeon (Live) | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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8. | Two Thousand Years (Live) | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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9. | Deduced to Overkill (Live) | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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10. | The Prophetic Method (Live) | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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11. | Hammer Revelation (Live) | 07:20 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It`s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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51:22 |
Disintegrate
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 15th, 2006 | Candlelight Records | Candle111CD | CD | |
2006 | Back on Black | BOBV051LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
2006 | Candlelight Records USA | CDL0160CD | CD | |
June 12th, 2006 | The Asian Alliance | XQAN-1011 | CD | Japan |
2007 | Irond Records | IROND CD 07-1262 | CD | Reissue |
February 2011 | Dying Music | DM013 | CD | Reissue, Brazil |
May 26th, 2017 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE740328 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
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2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
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3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
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4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
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5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
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6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
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7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
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8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
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9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
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10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
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The Storm Manifesto
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1. | World ov Worms | Hide disc notes | |
01. Hammer Revelation 02. Deduced to Overkill 03. Chaos Deathcult 04. Storm Detonation 05. Zycloned 06. Terrordome 07. Worm World 08. Transcendental War: The Battle Between Gods 09. Dominate (Morbid Angel cover) 10. Worm World (Video) 11. Transcendal War: Battle Between Gods (Video) |
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2. | Aeon | Hide disc notes | |
01. Psyklon Aeon 02. Core Solution 03. Subtle Manipulation 04. Two Thousand Years 05. No Name Above the Names 06. The Prophetic Method 07. Specimen Eruption 08. Electric Current 09. An Eclectic Manner 10. Pull the Plug (Death cover) 11. Core Solution (Video) 12. Psyklon Aeon (Video) |
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3. | Disintegrate | Hide disc notes | |
01. In Hindsight 02. Disintegrate 03. Ways of the World 04. Subversive Faith 05. A Cold Grave 06. Vile Ritual 07. Underdog 08. Wrenched 09. Vulture 10. Skinned and Endangered 11. Wrenched (Video) 12. Underdog (Video) |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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Side B | |||
5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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Side B | |||
5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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9. | Dominate [Morbid Angel cover] | 02:33 | |
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43:49 |
World ov Worms
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars (rhythm), Bass, Songwriting |
Trym | Drums, Percussion, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars (lead), Bass, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Trickster G | Narration (track 3), Vocals (track 8) |
Daemon | Vocals (lead) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming, Effects |
Persephone | Vocals (female, spoken) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Morten Andersen | Photography |
Samoth | Mastering |
Destructhor | Mastering |
Johan Hammarman | Cover art |
Faust | Lyrics, Liner notes |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hammer Revelation | 06:23 | Show lyrics |
A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold’s here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It’s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. |
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2. | Deduced to Overkill | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain It’s like putting your life all down the drain Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality It is where you will be Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free |
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3. | Chaos Deathcult | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, Immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell’s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It’s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. |
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4. | Storm Detonation | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, Manifested in every fatalistic soul, Asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation |
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5. | Zycloned | 05:24 | Show lyrics |
Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization In a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn’t things change? You’ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; The mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It’s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It’s a Z-kloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You’ll never be alone again. |
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6. | Terrordrome | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green? The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion, Wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, Appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. |
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7. | Worm World | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach? In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that’s how you are. You reek - that’s what you’re at. You are mentally dead - that’s what you’ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you’re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it’s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper’s nest. |
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8. | Transcendental War: Battle Between Gods | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It’s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It’s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it’s your illusion, sombody else’s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all. |
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41:16 |
Aeon
Members | |
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Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
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9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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41:54 |
Aeon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
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9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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10. | Psyklon Aeon [video] | 03:12 | |
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45:06 |
Aeon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
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9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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41:54 |
Aeon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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Side B | |||
6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
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9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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41:54 |
Aeon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
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3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
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4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
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5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
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6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
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7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
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8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
|||
9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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10. | Pull the Plug (Death cover) | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Memories are all that’s left behind as I lay and wait to die Little do they know that I hear their choice of life End it now, it is the only way Too cruel, that is what they say Release me from this lonely world There is no hope, why don’t you... Pull the plug? Let me pass away Pull the plug Don’t want to live this way Once I had full control of my life I now behold a machine decides my fate End it now it’s all too late What has now been days, it seems like years, to stay like this is what I fear Life ends so fast, so take your chance and make it last End it now, it is the only way Too cruel, that is what they say Release me from this lonely world There is no hope, why don’t you... Pull the plug? Let me pass away Pull the plug Don’t want to live this way |
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46:25 |
Aeon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass, Programming |
Destructhor | Guitars, Programming |
Samoth | Guitars, Programming |
Trym Torson | Drums, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Effects, Programming (track 9) |
Daemon | Vocals (backing, additional) (tracks 4, 6, 8) |
Matt Jarman | Electronics (track 8) |
Ofu Kahn | Vocals (lead) (track 9) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboards, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing, Producer |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Producer |
Morten Lund | Mastering |
Samoth | Mastering, Design |
Stephen O’Malley | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Psyklon Aeon | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post-solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it’ll turn into fucking anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That’s how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it’ll be short |
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2. | Core Solution | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Default by any means - competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don’t you realize you’re short of a decoy? Illusion - Hibernation of mind Retribution - one of a kindIn all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? - A fucking lie An even fight? - not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature’s self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact |
|||
3. | Subtle Manipulation | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind-control terminology at any level Be sure they’ll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other)-worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? |
|||
4. | Two Thousand Years | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Two thousand years of unrealised eschatology No hold for divine dispensation Obey through my external service Value my redemptive power Feel so much gratitude, Only levelled by relative magnitude Chiliasm proved by doctrinal code Millenarism to be established by utter instinctual mode Two thousand years of morals as figure, Taught individually by example Never share with me your disclaims, Picture only what you’re worthIn all your incompleteness Condemnation could only be revealed through liberation Apocalyptic as in clear-cut context No more words needed, final result is man As he shall ever be; striving, acting and suffering |
|||
5. | No Name Above the Names | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Planets beyond numbers; worlds concealed by faith Our thoughts will turn the sublunary worldview straight Order in chaos from an indefinite system One step mistaken and the great scale is broken Ever star a world we will call, The earth being the greatest of them all Movement from alienation to reconciliation A subject of degradation These illustrious worlds and all the more Considered as being the inner core The full creation leaves a geocentric treasure Make yourself grow to greatness beyond measure A universe built on corporeal centre and boundary Do you conceive the impossibility? Religion turned freelance, no name above the names It’s all build on your feeble frames |
|||
6. | The Prophetic Method | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
A synthesis of collective existence A dialectic of the old order and the new world Demise; a fall of Absolutes Imminence; a choir of celestial flutes Discontinuity between the two domains Forever and always reigns Plain logic strategy, it will be Simply psychology, as anyone can see Deconstruction, a tool for demonising Credibility and hope find itself rising Reconstruction; it demands authority and action By which the population will only see a fraction Social constructionism; questioned through all times Just like the fall of shattered mines The prophetic method; liminal and in between worlds Challenging the symbolic order, listen as it hurts |
|||
7. | Specimen Eruption | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won’t find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is lifeIs this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? |
|||
8. | Electric Current | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever-lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind-created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind-pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again |
|||
9. | An Eclectic Manner | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it’s diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don’t take and institutional decision And presents God’s full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? |
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41:54 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
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Band members | |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
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2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
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3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
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4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
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5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
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6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
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7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
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8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
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9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
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10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
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45:06 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
|||
2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
|||
3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
|||
4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
|||
5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
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Side B | |||
6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
|||
7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
|||
8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
|||
9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
|||
10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
|||
45:06 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Zamoth | Design |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | In Hindsight | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
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2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
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3. | Ways of the World | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
|||
4. | Subversive Faith | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
|||
5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
|||
6. | Vile Ritual | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
|||
7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
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8. | Wrenched | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
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9. | Vulture | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
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10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
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45:13 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | In Hindsight | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
|||
2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
|||
3. | Ways of the World | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
|||
4. | Subversive Faith | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
|||
5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
|||
6. | Vile Ritual | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
|||
7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
|||
8. | Wrenched | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
|||
9. | Vulture | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
|||
10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
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45:13 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
|||
2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
|||
3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
|||
4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
|||
5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
|||
6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
|||
7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
|||
8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
|||
9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
|||
10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
|||
45:06 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
|||
2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
|||
3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
|||
4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
|||
5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
|||
6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
|||
7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
|||
8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
|||
9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
|||
10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
|||
45:06 |
Disintegrate
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Secthdamon | Vocals, Bass |
Samoth | Guitars |
Destructhor | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Trym Torson | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Cosmo | Keyboard arrangements (additional), Programming (additional) (track 10) |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Keyboard arrangements, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen O’Malley | Cover art |
Dave Preissel | Photography |
Fredrik Nordström | Mixing |
Killustrations | Design, Photography |
Zamoth | Design |
Bård Eithun | Lyrics |
Patrik J. | Producer, Mixing |
Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen | Engineer |
Peter In de Betou | Mastering |
Miza[R] | Additional sound design (track 10) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | In Hindsight | 04:35 | Show lyrics |
De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain |
|||
2. | Disintegrate | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter? |
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3. | Ways of the World | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It’s kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I’d rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it’s worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That’s why I’m on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You’re nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it’ll represent the lake in which you’ll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it’s worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut |
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4. | Subversive Faith | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules |
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5. | A Cold Grave | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it’s all wrapped well and tucked I ain’t got no short fuse Hell, this is when we’ll all be fucked |
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6. | Vile Ritual | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator’s feeding Consolidating every man’s fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I’m equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man’s blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
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7. | Underdog | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom’s rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that’s the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might’s right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you’ll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame |
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8. | Wrenched | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
In the yard of the old man The ruin’s shimmering The world’s painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition |
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9. | Vulture | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You’ll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home |
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10. | Skinned and Endangered | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don’t bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding |
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11. | Deduced to Overkill 2005 | ||
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