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Hortus Animae
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Current | |
Martyr Lucifer | Bass (1997-2005), Vocals (1997-2008, 2013-present) |
Member(bands): Space Mirrors, Martyr Lucifer, Opposite Sides, Sabnack | |
Hypnos | Guitars (1998-2008, 2013-present) |
Member(bands): Opposite Sides, Sabnack | |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) (1998-2008), Keyboards (2013-present) |
Member(bands): Space Mirrors, Borderline, Hollywood Roses, Höt, Nashville, Overlook, Ancient (live), Morgan the Bard | |
Grom | Drums (2002-2008, 2013-present) |
Member(bands): The K, Andark (live), Testing Tomorrow, Alice in Darkland, Ancient, DoomSword, Hate Profile, Opposite Sides, Defixio, Psychofagist | |
Adamant | Bass (2014-present) |
MG Desmadre | Guitars (2014-present) |
Member(bands): Chronos Zero, Crawling Chaos | |
Past | |
Lorenzo Bartolini | Keyboards, Guitars (1997-1999) |
Member(bands): Opera | |
Thomas Ghirardelli | Drums (1997-2001) |
Member(bands): Mannaia, Carnality, Entity, Sabnack | |
Claudio Caselli | Guitars, Vocals (backing) (1997-1998) |
Eleonora Valmaggi | Keyboards, Violin, Vocals (female) (1997-2000) |
Karnal | Guitars (2000), Bass (2006-2008) |
Member(bands): Carnality, Opposite Sides, Nightland (live), Dementia Senex | |
Iarsa | Guitars (2001-2002) |
Arke | Guitars (2002) |
Member(bands): Opposite Sides, Massimo Arke, Space Mirrors | |
Amon 418 | Guitars, Synthetizers (2003-2008) |
Member(bands): Hate Profile, Space Mirrors, Opposite Sides, Baratro | |
Ecnerual | Violin (2014-2015) |
Member(bands): Bosco, Maerormid, Mourning Mist | |
Current (Live) | |
Guido Balestri | Drums (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Outer, Hyperborean | |
Past (Live) | |
Scorpios | Guitars (1998) |
Member(bands): Crimson Moon, Possession Ritual, Sabnack, Akrabu, Behind Your Fear, E. V. P., Acherontas, Demoncy, Dethroned, Melechesh, Ancient (live), Zemial (live), Infested, Nibiru | |
Vallo | Drums (2002, 2004-2005) |
Member(bands): Baratro, Anal Torment | |
Klaus Spellthrower | Drums (2005-2006, 2014-2015) |
Member(bands): Lehmann, Opposite Sides, Space Mirrors, Voices from Beyond, Tim Ripper Owens (live), Fear Dorg, Raven Lord, Blaze Bayley (live), Bull-Riff Stampede (live), Nasty Tendency | |
GL Ghöre | Drums (2015-2019) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | An Abode for Spirit and Flesh | Demo | 1998 | Show album |
2 | The Melting Idols | Full-length | 2000 | Show album |
3 | Waltzing Mephisto | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
4 | Windfall Introducing Summoning of the Muse | Single | 2004 | Show album |
5 | The Blow of Furious Winds... | Full-length | 2005 | Show album |
6 | Funeral Nation / 10 Years of Hortus Animae | Boxed set | 2008 | Show album |
7 | Funeral Nation MMXII | Compilation | 2012 | Show album |
8 | Secular Music | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
9 | Godless Years | Compilation | 2014 | Show album |
10 | There’s No Sanctuary | EP | 2016 | Show album |
11 | Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica | Live album | 2018 | Show album |
12 | Live at Velvet - April the 14th, 2001 | Live album | 2018 | Show album |
An Abode for Spirit and Flesh
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals, Bass |
Lorenzo Bartolini | Guitars, Keyboards |
Thomas Ghirardelli | Drums, Growls |
Eleonora Valmaggi | Keyboards, Violin, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Leo Adeferri | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gabriele Ravaglia | Engineering |
Riccardo Pasini | Engineering |
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1. | Intro: An Abode for Spirit and Flesh | 04:09 | |
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2. | Welcome the Godless | 02:53 | |
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3. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 05:55 | |
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4. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:55 | |
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5. | Outro: Hortus Animae | 01:42 | |
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24:34 |
The Melting Idols
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals, Bass |
Thomas Ghirardelli | Drums |
Hypnos | Guitars (lead, rhythm) |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gabriele Ravaglia | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Riccardo Pasini | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Luciferian Twilight | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
All is strange, almost abnormal, I smell no odour. There’s only an odd light outside. I feel no pain because I’ve already suffered too much. Day becomes night and I feel its decline start. With Leviathan’s breath on my neck, it’s making me repent to be here now. But all is lost. There’s only an odd light outside. Do you feel its presence? Twilight embraces shadows. And I become numb as the frowned eyes of Lucifer that look outside with mine. I feel nothing to the world, what am I living inside? I feel so estranged, so alone. Listen to the dead beatings from my heart. I incarnate pain, suffering… Why… Suffering… Inside. The veil is bare, bones become ashes and the shroud that awaits for me offers nothing but frost. There’s only an odd light outside. Outside the window. Outside my soul. | |||
2. | The Bless of Eternal Bleeding | 08:04 | Show lyrics |
Indefinite beings to the non-return point or beings not completely dead. Vegetating by choice or mummified in state of perennial suffering. Where pain’s not endured but sought after with morbid perseverance, just to survive. Maybe the only practicable way to continue to survive in a world where the sun no more rises, where motionless creatures are condemned to contemplate the nothing. To them I speak, to them I offer my demise, once again I pray by their side, they are lost in space and time “Shamelessly I call to thee, to speak to thee our tragedy” To them I speak, to them I offer my demise “Shamelessly I call to thee, to speak to thee our tragedy” Once again I pray by their side, they are lost in space and time “Shamelessly I call to thee and you’ll speak my name with tragedy” To them I speak, to them I offer my demise, once again I pray by their side and thy happy side is like suicide to me. As a rosary recited in the opposite way, a deviate ritual perpetrated for centuries. In the day when eternal damnation was chosen, which forces them to live with the dead. And now the time has arrived, the time for me to die. To them I offer my still life, now and for always. And I offer them my demise, there’s no more time to cry, I’ll find my peace by their side. Bleeding eternally. | |||
3. | Cruciatus Tacitus | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
PSALM: A requiem for the white candle, in a ritual where it must be praised and consumed, ignored and abused. She must be comforted. But how can I soothe the sufferers when mine is the blood of those who cry? The candle’s dumb. I wanna see it burn, I wanna feel them burn like the fire burning in my eyes. Spirits, I don’t wanna see the light of heaven but I wanna see the pain coming out from her eyes. Powers of obscurity, listen to my prayer and give me time for revenge. Spirits, she’ll become insane, her nerves shall yield. In this night of dismal glimmer I invoke malediction. They’ve let her young beauty fade away. Velvet skin, withering. Her bloody hate shall turn again in mortal venom. Sacred lust, blooming. The trial is silent. Funeral procession, all dressed in black but white are tears. Unsilent, dip the air of brackish lies. The white dove, killed by faith, wingless. Stained with blood but still screaming because of blind pain. Lungo è il cammino nella notte, la città si duole, avvolta nelle ombre. E’ in piedi la vergine bianca coperta da un sudicio sudario. Un cuore pulsa ancora, gocce di sangue escono dal petto urlando… LA LORO VITA!!! PSALM: A requiem for the white candle, in a ritual where it must be praised and consumed, ignored and abused. She must be comforted. But how can I soothe the sufferers when mine is the blood of those who cry? The candle’s dumb. I wanna see it burn, I wanna feel them burn like the fire burning in my eyes. Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. |
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4. | Spell & Devotion (Impromptu op. I) | 03:23 | instrumental |
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5. | The Melting Idols (I - Prisoners of Dusk, II - Beholding the Death of His Son, III - Fallen Angel’s Mourning Silence) | 15:04 | Show lyrics |
“Prisoners Of Dusk” Father, your son on the cross is crying. Crying for the sins that he didn’t make. And he’s dying. Dying for the sins that he wasn’t ashamed. And so father… For what? All the lights I see, are lights that could make me blind. All the eyes I see, are joyless eyes and forced untroubled minds. A hand on my head came from the sky. Fallen Angels are smiling in complete decadence, are they smiling to me? They are shining as falling stars… As prisoners of dusk. Are these creatures just like me? I’ll never know. “Beholding The Death Of His Son” And as I look towards the sky, it makes me sad and so I cry. But my proud god stands there for me, I know he shall never let me fall. I must respect, I must believe but anyway I’m on my knees. I’m not alone, I’ve got my friends, those who attend the ceremony of symbolic cannibalism that I would surely reject. A man who died upon the cross to save us all, it makes me scream, maybe he cried, as I do now. This atrocity, to me blasphemy! How can a father decide for life, a holy murder and then the holy rites. A priest as black as night sings loud for me, sings for the blind. I’m not like them and, well, I know that for these words I’ll be cursed FOREVER MORE. “Fallen Angel’s Mourning Silence” Breathe the silence alone and live the dream of broken wings. The flowers are withered, try to see the beauty of grey. Hear the prayers resounding, echoes of glory faded to mist. Hypnotized, be captured by the rapture of Fallen Angel’s Mourning Silence. |
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6. | Even Death Is Useless | 03:26 | instrumental |
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Waltzing Mephisto
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 20th, 2003 | Black Lotus Records | BLR/CD049 | CD | |
2003 | CD-Maximum | CDM 0603-1406 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals, Bass |
Shred Blast Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Orchestrations, Vocals (backing) (track 5) |
GroM | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nino "Moonbeam" Cotone | Violin (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Martyr Lucifer | Cover concept |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Cover art |
Gabriele Ravaglia | Recording, Engineering |
Paso | Recording, Engineering |
Alex Azzali | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | untitled | 00:07 | |
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2. | Enter | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Enter! In the valley of tears, in the reign of your fears and the shame of your mind. Enter! In the realm of the dead, the loved ones’ regrets are shown with respect. Enter! Where pure is the blood, where loves are forgotten and hate is the strength. Enter... In the shades of the light, upon the throne of the might is the key for the peace. Place yourself... Take a place beneath the wastes of life, where you’ve lost your blood-stained knife, try it again. Enter! In the consciousness of pain, when nothing’s to blame it’s time for revenge. Enter! In the valley of death, where no one can rest there’s tormented eternity. If this is a wish... Enter the realm where angels decayed can smile at your face, wash all your wounds... All life left behind must have been denied, the razor’s the guide, try to make it this way... Come in, it’s your turn to shine, for the darkness is bright there... Walk along the halls of despair, violent whispers can make you feel better. Enter! In the realm of the dead, their eyes and cold breath can show you the way. Enter! Where pure is the blood, cause blood must be shed and must have been in the past. Sit upon the throne of the might, the key to conquer the night is the knife that you hunger for... And now let it be done. |
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3. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 00:57 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Go the path towards the solitude, thou shall feel cursed if betrayed. But when I betray call the Martyr to weep, to bury the scars thru never ending seasons of grief, then I’ll follow the black path towards horizon dark and I’ll reach only sadness, as mourning dwells in me. |
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4. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 11:39 | Show lyrics |
Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Like a love lost in the cold, that strength less I shall behold thru years of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes, rather than open them and see what thou never ever wanted to see... Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame. For love was lost and life was won, all the other things are shades to be gone and the path of mourning longs for more... "Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, dance thy particular waltz Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, upon my ridiculous grave" Spirit and flesh are now rotting, their abode is so far, shall I find it? For the path I am walking, it’s so lonely and bleeding, the grief’s overwhelming and sadness is crying, thou can taste all my sorrow for my life is so empty, empty like words that are buried with loss. Turn on thy back all that’s shown is regret and the shadows of death are unleashing their powers NOW! Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Everything gone and never to return, here’s the coldness and the bleakness of it all, a constant prelude to agony, a following of seasons of apathy, cruel are the eyes of misery, black are the wings of my destiny, primordial tears come out as knives... The left half of the heart in the left hand, the right half of the heart in the right hand... ...of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes... ...Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame Obscurity - Mourning dwells in me, Obscurity - A lifelong misery, Obscurity - bleeding the soul away... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything that I’m holding inside and then going back again... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything I am holding inside and all left behind seem to come back again... When senses are blinded and feelings distorted call the Martyr to show thee the real true existence, hypnotic delusions are blessed with confusion, another landscape is silent with intent of revelation, groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, why this seems to have no end? Groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, please help me inhale the true existence! |
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5. | Springtime Deaths | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Falling leaves from trees that died, a growing sadness becoming mine, but it’s not time for leaves to fall and it’s not time for dying at all... And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Clouds are sick of being dark, when sorrows must follow the last rain drops, but stay.. Is lone the path to walk among the green, as with melancholy of the grey something faded away, but melancholy remained... I cannot... regret... In springtime the grey has the due to fade away but the days come grey again, with the season of grief in bloom cause in springtime the deaths are two. |
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6. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still long? "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul’s gone with the breeze... "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I’m going to die, die in the most ’lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my soul to the angels (and the souls of other suffering beings...). |
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7. | Welcome the Godless | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Crawling so deeper... Nobody should have to do it that way... Breathing so higher... Having thoughts that are never the same... As I stand here trapped in immortal rites that aren’t mine by choice... Welcome the Godless! Living, dying... For something I won’t do again. Screaming, scratching... And the Godless shall be blessed all the same. I have served the temple and now I want to consider me and them free... |
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8. | Freezing Moon including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells (Mayhem / Il Balletto di Bronzo / Mike Oldfield covers) | 09:07 | Show lyrics |
Everything here is so cold Everything here is so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float by Out from the dark I remember it was here I died By following the freezing moon.. It’s night again Night you beautiful I please my hunger On living humans Night of hunger Follow it’s call Follow the freezing moon.. Darkness is growing Eternity opens The cemetery lights up again As in ancient times Fallen souls die behind my steps By following the freezing moon... |
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9. | A Feeble Light of Hope | 03:01 | instrumental |
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46:34 |
Windfall Introducing Summoning of the Muse
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Bass |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Grom | Drums |
Amon 418 | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liv Kristine | Vocals |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse | 07:45 | |
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2. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (rough version) | 07:26 | instrumental |
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15:11 |
The Blow of Furious Winds...
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 12th, 2005 | Sleaszy Rider Records | SR-0043 | CD | |
September 12th, 2005 | Sleaszy Rider Records | SR-0043 | CD + DVD | Digipak |
2006 | Irond Records | IROND CD 06-1161 | CD | Enhanced |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals (lead), Bass, Samples |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing), Vocals (lead) (on "Nevermore") |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Amon 418 | Synth |
GroM | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (growls) (track 5) |
Guest/Session | |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (track 11) |
Moonbeam | Violin (tracks 3, 5, 7, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Layout |
Cruel Abbot | Engineering (uncredited) |
Alessandro Azzali | Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. The verb of rape is spread. Of torture, scorn for lives. Burnt grounds along the path where emptiness is found. Naked trees so lifeless are left by with a dead walk, devouring all the flesh of frails, tears are dried by loss. Soul-less’ sorrows for the worms, carcass is the dwell, left alone, all will is gone and now the earth’s undone. Time for the burning... Humanity next to death row, then pace to holocaust. You, grinding creatures moldy, in the void your cries are gone. As furious winds here come the locusts, the demons of the war. Decay is now the keyword and it’s time for the burning. Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. Time for the burning. |
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2. | The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation | 09:38 | Show lyrics |
[The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying... Yes, we’re alone in all mankind All along this cold eternity Enduring march with no crosses to bear All arise from this sepulchre and stop the rest from its womb Still the godless years are... I convoke to thee Mephisto, to obtain as a gift what I cannot have by myself, all that remains from thee after waltzing in the dark... I don’t ask for rest, I don’t ask for tranquillity (neither body nor the soul), never asked for holiness and neither for thy aid... One and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment, I want battle. Give me uncertainty, I want pain. Now that I ask, that I have the strength. Just give me that, once and for all. Raging on... The crusade and the grandeur. With the blow of furious winds in our hearts Lucubrate the (he)art of murder. Raging fuckin’ on... While the demons are growing and the godless years shall never be brought to an end (and the weak ones now lay down slain in the mud and the blood...). [Funeral Nation] The halls of infinity I walk, in shapeless body. Walls of silence overwhelm me, in an ocean of white my soul is black. Silent tombs where spirits do not sleep, are waiting for the coming, in these graves the slumber is restless, in my insomniac tomb I shall be back. |
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3. | The Heartfelt Murder | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
In a slow dance, we’re proceeding, into this ritual... of stillness. As if no fate... is waiting, we are down... on our knees, melting down... With closed eyes... we see it, this downfall... implacable. As if no prayer... may save us, in calm... we mourn... Crumbling... Which truth does stand for all... now? Let us stare... to nothing. The hopeless ones... are gathering, so please... bring flowers, decomposing... So, I entered the room, with my cold knife I murdered all of you, for I love you more than myself |
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4. | The Virgin Whore | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
In a still vision, of chains and pain, she is the grinder, the dawn is hers. There’s no permission to enter back, so flesh is weak and breathless yet. A mute awakening of blood and knife, the cage that whispers after a frightened night. The spell is cast, new light that shines, her touch is poison and closed be eyes. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. Behold the movement and keep the secret, then light a candle, have no regrets. A growing hunger, a passion’s play, she is the hunter, mistress of decay. So please walk softly and breathe in silence, because she’s next to your own step. Indulge with pain, the ache of heart, she is the teacher of how death is art. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. She’s the beast that loves you more, come on and face the virgin whore. |
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5. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
The weeping skies... Oh, drowned in such sweetness, feeling the emptiness of moments, I cannot breathe because of my stupor in seeing things not every time new... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Like the pure snow, falling with any control... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Touching my soul... And I feel the chosen one. And I feel divinities’ first son. And I feel the chosen one. Ah! The weeping skies... Dark stormy winds Grass devouring me. The air so mild Leaves devouring me. Spirits of nature, so kind Trees devouring me. Am I still the chosen one? Blood, flowing like a delicate stream and tears tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. I feel the fresh caress of the wind touching my delicate skin, it’s strange to feel emotions like these... I’m born and born again... And I cry as I stand mournful anymore and think that I could slowly die without any pain and reach the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping skies! Oh, let me drink from them... Everything’s into me and I still feel the chosen one... |
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6. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys round the world, to remember happiness, sorrow and solitude. A life-long sorrow spent ploughing the seas, witnessing souls depart, landing from port to port. I have learned the cultures of the world, from past and future, all the rotten kingdoms. I have savoured love, envy, revenge (Memories of the rotten table...) I have seen the worlds’ prisons and I have seen the unexplored islands, I have seen my shipmates’ death and now I sail alone... And now I’m sailing through this stormy sea and now I’m sailing across an ocean, enraged. By its waves I rise and offer my total demise, I’ll feed this last storm with the shadows of my life. Now I sail alone and listen to the silence of this sea of pain, water everywhere. I am adrift, there is no wind, death is the storm destined to fall on the vessel. A seagull consumes our last provisions, no stopping it as death draws near (Memories of the rotten table...) I’ll perish soon, the vessel will sink with me, sink with me and all of my knowledge. These memories will be carried by the waves who knows where, who knows who, will find them and by whom they’ll be read. But now farewell, the silence calls me to this sea of pain forever. In this stormy sea the waves carry me on, a-hoy! They carry me to drift across the sea of pain, or come to save me, save me but pity me not and by the waves I’ll take a breath to penetrate the storm (storm) and drift across the sea of pain, I care not for salvation, so leave me to die and leave me forever... |
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7. | Bible Black | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I’m scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of past times as dark caress they touch my skin. Oh, this long unbounded journey, is it still the path of mourning? They teach their stories, like babies crying, as howling winds, ferocious and undying. Like a lullaby comes the true story of gloom that brings the glory, silent dirge is welcomed now, we close in circles and fall down. We cry out blood, dance hypnotized, we embrace the void and face this night. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! In dark black pages path is shown, what once was sure is now unknown, every tear it feeds the engine, every drop of blood’s divine. Bow down before them, adore their shades, they’ll make us hunters, they’ll let us prey. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold and rusted cage, is now black as night and pitch, as the book that wears the mark. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! The soul I used to wear as a fancy clothe of guilt, is erased or sold or something, maybe rotting in the mist. A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. With a smile I face the torment, through my flesh I live my hell, for the knife I used to hold from my hand it fell down onto the ground, it’s the stain that now I wear, it’s the fault I want to bear. Step by step on through the void of this long unbounded journey, I reach its end and take a breath, the wicked shadows of my memories embrace me once again. And so now my blackened heart forged with hate and will for vengeance will forever rest in peace. |
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8. | A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh how hurting was the touch, lived as an omen of farewell... greyness fell upon an already darkened dream, when never seen the sorrow, when never seen the pain. Now we face the walk all through the garden, blood red flowers gathered round... In a sorrowful embrace we won’t fear the thorns, we won’t fear the pain... Let us walk towards the light, call it destiny or fate... And the wounds, let them be opened, ’cause the stream that flows is love and the stream that flows is hate... No existing beauty has ever had a brighter shine than thine. Now you fade away. Like sand from my hand, you slip away. |
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9. | Garden of Fairies | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Lost in the woods, a world unseen, she came to me, the fairy queen. So frozen eyes enlighten my path, the strangest eyes I’ve ever met. Yes, the fairy queen, she came to me, to reveal to me all her poetry. Heaven burned in my cold eyes, for the touch of her I’d lose my life... Oh fairy queen, reveal to me, I’m not the one I used to be, within these walls I’m caged by thee, my soul’s forgotten into your fields. Now I’ve got my queen, she dances with me and all the flowers all around me are brighter then the light, I see. Now I walk around in her malicious paradise and golden cages and golden paths surround me. I’ve never been lost in such splendour, I am so far gone and dancing in the light again... And now that I face this I realize I’m losing the light. It’s cold in this marble walled room and as I sit twisted here with your nails brutally pierced in my flesh, full of torment I stay awake, full of torment I taste my pain, full of stupor I see your face. The whole I gave, the whole you took and in the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it’s colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood’s becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul’s becoming... YOURS! When... I reach... the abyss, your cruel paradise still expects. The distance... between us... I’d kill... As I need your embrace once again. The touch of your poisonous lips through my weak mortal shell, come to me, while I sleep, your serpent kiss is my hell. Now... I... Stay... Here... Gold... Turns... To rust... And fear... I... Behold... The mist... Appear... I... Just want... To disappear... Now my beloved queen’s no more with me, the flowers grey and the dark sets all over. I’m alone and useless now in this malicious paradise, no one can see me as I travel so hopeless. I’ll never see again so much splendour, the day is far gone and fallen is the night once more. So now that I can see me I realize I’ll never more behold the light. |
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10. | The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore (Queen cover) | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
He’s a fairy feller Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke Ploughman wagoner will’ and types Politician with senatorial pipe He’s a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady’s gown He’s a dirty fellow What a dirty laddie-oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer There’s a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He’s my hero ah Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides He is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there’s a good apothecary man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees Come on mister feller Crack it open if you please There’s no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry And the rain’s stopped falling Please don’t you cry any more Can’t you see Listen to the breeze Whisper to me please Don’t send me to the path of nevermore Even the valley’s below Where the rays of the sun Were so warm and tender Now haven’t anything to grow Can’t you see? Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore) Why did you deceive me? (nevermore) You sent me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn’t love me anymore Ah ah nevermore nevermore |
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11. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (Dead Can Dance cover) | 07:48 | |
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1. | The Blow of Furious Winds | Hide disc notes | |
01. Furious Winds / Locusts 02. The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation 03. The Heartfelt Murder 04. The Virgin Whore 05. In Adoration of the Weeping Skies 06. Across the Sea of Pain 07. Bible Black 08. A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty 09. Garden of Fairies 10. The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore 11. Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse |
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2. | The Making of "The Blow of Furious Winds" DVD | Hide disc notes | |
A 20 minutes documentary featuring the recordings of the album "The Blow of Furious Winds". | |||
3. | Waltzing Mephisto Demos | Hide disc notes | |
01. 02. Enter 03/04. A Lifetime Obscurity 05. Springtime Deaths 06. Souls of the Cold Wind 07. Welcome the Godless 08. Freezing Moon including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells 09. A Feeble Light of Hope 10. Introduction: An Abode for Spirit and Flesh 11. Welcome the Godless 12. In Adoration of the Weeping Skies 13. Souls of the Cold Wind 14. Outro: Hortus Animae Tracks 01-09 are demo versions of the "Waltzing Mephisto" album. Tracks 10-14 come from the "An Abode for Spirit and Flesh" demotape. |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. The verb of rape is spread. Of torture, scorn for lives. Burnt grounds along the path where emptiness is found. Naked trees so lifeless are left by with a dead walk, devouring all the flesh of frails, tears are dried by loss. Soul-less’ sorrows for the worms, carcass is the dwell, left alone, all will is gone and now the earth’s undone. Time for the burning... Humanity next to death row, then pace to holocaust. You, grinding creatures moldy, in the void your cries are gone. As furious winds here come the locusts, the demons of the war. Decay is now the keyword and it’s time for the burning. Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. Time for the burning. |
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2. | The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation | 09:37 | Show lyrics |
[The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying... Yes, we’re alone in all mankind All along this cold eternity Enduring march with no crosses to bear All arise from this sepulchre and stop the rest from its womb Still the godless years are... I convoke to thee Mephisto, to obtain as a gift what I cannot have by myself, all that remains from thee after waltzing in the dark... I don’t ask for rest, I don’t ask for tranquillity (neither body nor the soul), never asked for holiness and neither for thy aid... One and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment, I want battle. Give me uncertainty, I want pain. Now that I ask, that I have the strength. Just give me that, once and for all. Raging on... The crusade and the grandeur. With the blow of furious winds in our hearts Lucubrate the (he)art of murder. Raging fuckin’ on... While the demons are growing and the godless years shall never be brought to an end (and the weak ones now lay down slain in the mud and the blood...). [Funeral Nation] The halls of infinity I walk, in shapeless body. Walls of silence overwhelm me, in an ocean of white my soul is black. Silent tombs where spirits do not sleep, are waiting for the coming, in these graves the slumber is restless, in my insomniac tomb I shall be back. |
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3. | The Heartfelt Murder | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
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4. | The Virgin Whore | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
In a still vision, of chains and pain, she is the grinder, the dawn is hers. There’s no permission to enter back, so flesh is weak and breathless yet. A mute awakening of blood and knife, the cage that whispers after a frightened night. The spell is cast, new light that shines, her touch is poison and closed be eyes. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. Behold the movement and keep the secret, then light a candle, have no regrets. A growing hunger, a passion’s play, she is the hunter, mistress of decay. So please walk softly and breathe in silence, because she’s next to your own step. Indulge with pain, the ache of heart, she is the teacher of how death is art. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. She’s the beast that loves you more, come on and face the virgin whore. |
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5. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 06:02 | Show lyrics |
The weeping skies... Oh, drowned in such sweetness, feeling the emptiness of moments, I cannot breathe because of my stupor in seeing things not every time new... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Like the pure snow, falling with any control... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Touching my soul... And I feel the chosen one. And I feel divinities’ first son. And I feel the chosen one. Ah! The weeping skies... Dark stormy winds Grass devouring me. The air so mild Leaves devouring me. Spirits of nature, so kind Trees devouring me. Am I still the chosen one? Blood, flowing like a delicate stream and tears tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. I feel the fresh caress of the wind touching my delicate skin, it’s strange to feel emotions like these... I’m born and born again... And I cry as I stand mournful anymore and think that I could slowly die without any pain and reach the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping skies! Oh, let me drink from them... Everything’s into me and I still feel the chosen one... |
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6. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys round the world, to remember happiness, sorrow and solitude. A life-long sorrow spent ploughing the seas, witnessing souls depart, landing from port to port. I have learned the cultures of the world, from past and future, all the rotten kingdoms. I have savoured love, envy, revenge (Memories of the rotten table...) I have seen the worlds’ prisons and I have seen the unexplored islands, I have seen my shipmates’ death and now I sail alone... And now I’m sailing through this stormy sea and now I’m sailing across an ocean, enraged. By its waves I rise and offer my total demise, I’ll feed this last storm with the shadows of my life. Now I sail alone and listen to the silence of this sea of pain, water everywhere. I am adrift, there is no wind, death is the storm destined to fall on the vessel. A seagull consumes our last provisions, no stopping it as death draws near (Memories of the rotten table...) I’ll perish soon, the vessel will sink with me, sink with me and all of my knowledge. These memories will be carried by the waves who knows where, who knows who, will find them and by whom they’ll be read. But now farewell, the silence calls me to this sea of pain forever. In this stormy sea the waves carry me on, a-hoy! They carry me to drift across the sea of pain, or come to save me, save me but pity me not and by the waves I’ll take a breath to penetrate the storm (storm) and drift across the sea of pain, I care not for salvation, so leave me to die and leave me forever... |
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7. | Bible Black | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I’m scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of past times as dark caress they touch my skin. Oh, this long unbounded journey, is it still the path of mourning? They teach their stories, like babies crying, as howling winds, ferocious and undying. Like a lullaby comes the true story of gloom that brings the glory, silent dirge is welcomed now, we close in circles and fall down. We cry out blood, dance hypnotized, we embrace the void and face this night. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! In dark black pages path is shown, what once was sure is now unknown, every tear it feeds the engine, every drop of blood’s divine. Bow down before them, adore their shades, they’ll make us hunters, they’ll let us prey. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold and rusted cage, is now black as night and pitch, as the book that wears the mark. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! The soul I used to wear as a fancy clothe of guilt, is erased or sold or something, maybe rotting in the mist. A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. With a smile I face the torment, through my flesh I live my hell, for the knife I used to hold from my hand it fell down onto the ground, it’s the stain that now I wear, it’s the fault I want to bear. Step by step on through the void of this long unbounded journey, I reach its end and take a breath, the wicked shadows of my memories embrace me once again. And so now my blackened heart forged with hate and will for vengeance will forever rest in peace. |
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8. | A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Oh how hurting was the touch, lived as an omen of farewell... greyness fell upon an already darkened dream, when never seen the sorrow, when never seen the pain. Now we face the walk all through the garden, blood red flowers gathered round... In a sorrowful embrace we won’t fear the thorns, we won’t fear the pain... Let us walk towards the light, call it destiny or fate... And the wounds, let them be opened, ’cause the stream that flows is love and the stream that flows is hate... No existing beauty has ever had a brighter shine than thine. Now you fade away. Like sand from my hand, you slip away. |
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9. | Garden of Fairies | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Lost in the woods, a world unseen, she came to me, the fairy queen. So frozen eyes enlighten my path, the strangest eyes I’ve ever met. Yes, the fairy queen, she came to me, to reveal to me all her poetry. Heaven burned in my cold eyes, for the touch of her I’d lose my life... Oh fairy queen, reveal to me, I’m not the one I used to be, within these walls I’m caged by thee, my soul’s forgotten into your fields. Now I’ve got my queen, she dances with me and all the flowers all around me are brighter then the light, I see. Now I walk around in her malicious paradise and golden cages and golden paths surround me. I’ve never been lost in such splendour, I am so far gone and dancing in the light again... And now that I face this I realize I’m losing the light. It’s cold in this marble walled room and as I sit twisted here with your nails brutally pierced in my flesh, full of torment I stay awake, full of torment I taste my pain, full of stupor I see your face. The whole I gave, the whole you took and in the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it’s colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood’s becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul’s becoming... YOURS! When... I reach... the abyss, your cruel paradise still expects. The distance... between us... I’d kill... As I need your embrace once again. The touch of your poisonous lips through my weak mortal shell, come to me, while I sleep, your serpent kiss is my hell. Now... I... Stay... Here... Gold... Turns... To rust... And fear... I... Behold... The mist... Appear... I... Just want... To disappear... Now my beloved queen’s no more with me, the flowers grey and the dark sets all over. I’m alone and useless now in this malicious paradise, no one can see me as I travel so hopeless. I’ll never see again so much splendour, the day is far gone and fallen is the night once more. So now that I can see me I realize I’ll never more behold the light. |
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10. | The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
He’s a fairy feller Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke Ploughman wagoner will’ and types Politician with senatorial pipe He’s a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady’s gown He’s a dirty fellow What a dirty laddie-oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer There’s a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He’s my hero ah Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides He is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there’s a good apothecary man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees Come on mister feller Crack it open if you please There’s no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry And the rain’s stopped falling Please don’t you cry any more Can’t you see Listen to the breeze Whisper to me please Don’t send me to the path of nevermore Even the valley’s below Where the rays of the sun Were so warm and tender Now haven’t anything to grow Can’t you see? Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore) Why did you deceive me? (nevermore) You sent me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn’t love me anymore Ah ah nevermore nevermore |
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11. | Windfall Introducing Summoning of the Muse (featuring Liv Kristine) | 07:45 | |
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12. | Freezing Moon Including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells | 09:07 | Show lyrics |
Everything here is so cold Everything here is so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float by Out from the dark I remember it was here I died By following the freezing moon.. It’s night again Night you beautiful I please my hunger On living humans Night of hunger Follow it’s call Follow the freezing moon.. Darkness is growing Eternity opens The cemetery lights up again As in ancient times Fallen souls die behind my steps By following the freezing moon... |
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1. | Luciferian Twilight | 06:59 | |
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2. | The Bless of Eternal Bleeding | 08:06 | |
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3. | Cruciatus Tacitus | 04:35 | |
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4. | Spell & Devotion (Impromptu Op. I) | 03:17 | instrumental |
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5. | The Melting Idols | 14:57 | |
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6. | Even Death Is Useless | 02:59 | instrumental |
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7. | . | 00:06 | instrumental |
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8. | Enter | 04:59 | |
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9. | A Lifetime Obscurity Pt. 1 | 00:56 | |
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10. | A Lifetime Obscurity Pt. 2 | 11:39 | |
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11. | Springtime Deaths | 06:00 | |
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12. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 07:38 | |
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13. | Welcome the Godless | 03:03 | |
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14. | A Feeble Light of Hope | 02:56 | instrumental |
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Grom | Drums |
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Leìt | Artwork |
Martyr Lucifer | Lyrics |
Steven Leavitt | Recording (drums) |
Bless | Recording (keyboards) |
Simone Mularoni | Recording (vocals, guitars, bass), Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | God and His Disgusting Children | 07:18 | Show lyrics |
Towers of ruins are standing tall, towards a gray and wrathful sky Derelict stoups dirty with drool, can’t satisfy the thirst of mice Inhale the fever The walls of cry do crumble down, fulfilling lungs with abrasive ash On wounded knees, the time is now, to curve the back to the stash No bulwark there to spurn the slugs, drained by the scorching sun Leaving a trail they crawl and tug, more and more stunned, no longer shun Inhale the fever, now In a line of lepers, now I’ll stand in line before the ministry I’ll stand in line for my soul to save I’ll stand in line, but still I’m consumed By pain and regret, it’s killing me Inhale the fever Preserved bodies prone to worship, wedged between bricks and mould Crusts of blood poison the surface, angrily stuck to the power they hold Rusted chalices on forsaken altars, kept precious fluids for the wretched Strong statues stagger and falter, when their resoluteness gets banished Inhale the fever, now In a line of lepers, now I’ll stand in line before the ministry I’ll stand in line for my soul to save I’ll stand in line, but still I’m consumed By pain and regret, it’s killing me Inhale the fever, now The creatures of the sunrise are fading in the night Shade by shade they vanish, a process that is trite The creatures of the sunrise have been fading in the night Abhorring the blinding starlight that erode their very life Children, disgusting children, deformed and helpless Off the womb of sanctity Children, repulsive children, reborn from filth Animus disguised as mercy Inhale the fever, now Inhale the fever, now In a line of lepers, now I’ll stand in line before the ministry I’ll stand in line for my soul to save I’ll stand in line, but still I’m consumed By pain and regret, it’s killing me Inhale the fever, now In a line of lepers, now I’ll stand in line before the ministry I’ll stand in line for my soul to save I’ll stand in line, but still I’m consumed By pain and regret, it’s killing me Inhale the fever, in a line of lepers, now |
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2. | Blood of the Earth / The Truth Against the World | 07:43 | Show lyrics |
Millenniums have come to pass Our world has come great lenghts at last Old shadows thought still haunt our days Forever now, we live in shame Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd The truth, against the world Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our fate has been foretold Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our aeons will whisper still The lies, that thrive on this Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Through days and nights men carry bold Greed, blood and sloth that scriptures hold Words inked in blood stand tall and proud Hail those who stood against the crowd Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd The truth, against the world Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our fate seems so foretold Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our aeons may whisper still Embrace the truth, denounce globe Denounce the ones whose souls they’ve sold FIght... Fight... Fight... Light... Light... Light... Lies... Lies... Lies... Die... Die... Die! Fight... Fight... Fight... March towards the light... Light... Light... Refuse to live on lies Disaster fuels the flame of greed Akin to those who plant the seed Heed the call our mother screams In pain she cries to save our dreams Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd The truth, against the world Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our fate has been foretold Voices travel through time, to warn man of the crime Alesian fields still cry, our flesh and blood that died Refuse, resist, refuse resist Never forget, never regret History repeats itself In our search for Midas king Just how many more must bleed To feed the dead whose name you sing Awaken the truth, a-slmber the world Ancient wisdom’s alive, behold what was told Remember the few that put up a fight Free men standing strong, with time tested might Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd The truth, against the world Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd Our fate seems so foretold Lies, lies, condemn us all to die Die, die, those snakes that run and hide MIllenniums have passed, humanity still holds The keys to gates our past, has failed to fight the cold A choice to make, a stand to hold The truth against the world Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd... |
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3. | Dystopian Apocalypse | 06:29 | Show lyrics |
The symptoms of corrosion Flowing slow from head to feet The genesis of abortion Of beings with sharp protruding teeth The scum scorns every concept of mortality Through idioms of duality inaccessible for the brain This is the sunset of our age Foretelling the dawn of a new mankind Shapes are shifting asymmetrically Deformation calls the new perfection This is the end of our last day Connecting trinities once twined Which have been in growth lethargically New flesh for new dissections In the fields where grass grows taller than ever The winged serpents crawl insidious between our feet Taking flight and showing a new splendour New rituals are way beyond belief In the lakes where water is clearer than ever The winged serpents drank all the remaining impurities Testimonies of a vigorous new ardour Singing rituals that give way beyond relief Upon the mountains where air is purer than ever The winged serpents fly in circles of infinity Prophecy of wealth and awaking ardour Blinding visions of a world once adrift The ghastly splendour of a multiform masquerade Taking place through eruptions of multicolour accolades The renaissance of a rebellion will come with blazing hordes Embrace the Dystopian Apocalypse that will change the rules on afterwards The distant horizon from a vast open space Yet each distance is shortened, cogent domain The improvement of beings god has failed to create A brainchild of mergers, the breed of the quakes The obscene children and the outcasts of caves The symptoms of corrosion Flowing slow from head to feet The genesis of abortion Of beings with sharp protruding teeth This is the sunset of our age Foretelling the dawn of a new mankind Shapes are shifting asymmetrically Deformation calls the new perfection This is the end of our last day Connecting trinities once twined Which have been in growth lethargically New flesh for new dissections |
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4. | At the End of Doomsday | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
Part I The wind blows light in the stillness of moments, when nothing ever seems to modify the order of things. Nothing looks like an omen of change, while millions and millions of parasites mechanically run, eat and consume every single existing substance, merely dedicated to their livelihood. They feed from all life, they feed from the skin they walk on, over and over again. Until it gets dry. And the creature that holds it gets lifeless. Yet thirsty for vengeance. Winds will start blowing furiously, like never before, more voracious than locusts, tearing souls apart with their cold. Countless ravenous mouths will open wide under their stupid little legs, devouring them in droves. Yet, the bleeding won’t be eternal, the obscurity won’t last for more than a lifetime. Oh well, if any of you parasites now feel the need to say something at last, let yours be a few final wise words. Part II As I walk the edge of this cracked road I watch below and see that everyone is dead No one to wait for, no more future plans As I stand on the edge of the Abyss In silence, cause there’s nothing left to say It calls me down, I try not to shake If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace As I march beside the disasters White eyes and pale faces are my company I should feel lonely, I’m just passive to the fate As the stench pierces the surroundings I feel both numbness and sympathy Why shouldn’t I abandon myself and dive If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace No more gods to worship, no more saints to praise I stand alone in the void, just me and my fate No more gods to worship, no more prayers to say Alone and forever, just me and our world’s fate If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace If the shadows fell onto this crooked world today Would past and future melt in a cold embrace Part III Seeds burst into life, a life that eats decay New forms of life, brand new independent cells Devour the carcasses, build their DNA Seeds burst into life, a life that eats decay From the depths of Earth New forms of life, brand new independent cells Devour the carcasses, build their DNA The skies return to weep, giving splendour to the fields The ground takes over a thousand and thousand of clays The Earth revolted, a vortex aph-o-ris-ti-cal-ly offered The Earth revolted, dead bodies ar-tis-ti-cal-ly covered The Earth revolted, plantations car-niv-o-rous-ly attired The Earth revolted, the Havoc in-cred-u-lous-ly saw seeds burst into life Today the shadows fell onto this crooked world Past and future melted in a cold embrace From darkness came the light, a new horizon shines Over dead city rises, the new world’s face Culture medium from the departed, a form of rebirth Withered fingers from the soil take new heart and strength The reek turns into ozone, a form of redemption Past and future melted into a new dimension |
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5. | The Poison of the Naga | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
From the dynasty of the waters Rising from the depths with ascetic discordance Floods of destruction after rains of fertility A liquid taste of slaughter Deity of virulent poison, prowess and endurance From the water tree giving His offering And that was not the apple of sin Holding storms in one hand, whipping away mortality The revered elixir of life of the great laconic trinity Supreme Keeper of Knowledge On the shoulders of the Destroyer Crowning the head of the Ubiquitous The shelter of gods, which from nether dimensions He lauds Nagaraja – Serpent King Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, the trail is so steep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The breaths are humid, the realm is so deep Recover Amrita from the Ocean of Milk Bending the mountains, churning the seas Gods and demons, the lockings to bind Him The greatest of efforts and yielded the King The last weary breath becomes the strongest of venoms Wryly the Destroyer becoming the plenum The essence of immortality is safely back The threat of doomsday is delayed once again Nagaraja – Serpent King Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, the trail is so steep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The breaths are humid, the realm is so deep Spirits dance along subterranean streams With a slow pace they cautiously creep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, in a well that’s so deep Nagaraja – Serpent King The Mother of Snakes unleashed Her children on trees To offer the humans all the wisdom they need The fork-tongued creatures spoke the words of relief And no that was not the bloody apple of sin The Mother of Snakes unleashed Her children on trees To offer the humans all the knowledge they need Wisdom is tempting, ignorance is bliss And no that was not the bloody apple of sin Nagaraja – Serpent King |
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6. | Impromptu Op. II / Pain Relieved | 03:58 | instrumental |
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7. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:53 | Show lyrics |
Pest or ghosts, I cannot know Haunted my skin, flesh and bones Infested my veins, poisoned my blood Made me grope deep inside the mud Made me blind and made me deaf The mark to the ox, my Taw/Aleph I couldn’t see them, they couldn’t see me Although we lived as one, in company Through spider webs filtered pale rays And reached the dark of every place I have felt the sickness, vomited it out The flouting mangy old rooks flew up Giving shapes back before my eyes I desired the death of such petty flies Have I gotten rid of all the stains that decorated my mind I spit my rage by heavy rains I wash my wounds, eliminate I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever Sleepwalking through the dead of night While particles do sever I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever The scattered ashes of my life Keep floating through the never I spit my rage by heavy rains I wash my wounds, eliminate I spit my rage by heavy rains Withdraw the dirt while I elate I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever Sleepwalking through the dead of night While particles do sever I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever The scattered ashes of my life Keep floating through the never Crimson waves wreaking over I become the fire I held within Boiling blood spilling over From the fiery lake of my Abyss Immense cracks getting larger The hungry jaws of the Apocalypse Cold breath whipping stronger Storming comes my scourging bliss What have you all done What the hell have I done What have we all done I couldn’t guess the gift of sight Would be the curse during my nights My endless nightmares, loneliness Alone in my chamber I dream of them I feel as dead as they are now So why to see if my eyes close down My livid wrath I repudiate As in solitude one can’t create I couldn’t guess the gift of sight Would be the curse during my nights My endless nightmares, loneliness Alone in my chamber I dream of them I feel as dead as they are now So why to see if my eyes close down The good old darkness they infected me with Keeps resounding in my memories I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever Sleepwalking through the dead of night While particles do sever I swear I won’t forget this time The most lone hours ever The scattered ashes of my life Keep floating through the never |
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8. | Aqualung (Jethro Tull cover) | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Sitting on a park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent. Snot running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Sun streaking cold an old man wandering lonely. Taking time the only way he knows. Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end he goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Feeling alone the army’s up the rode salvation à la mode and a cup of tea. Aqualung my friend don’t start away uneasy you poor old sod, you see, it’s only me. Do you still remember December’s foggy freeze when the ice that clings on to your beard is screaming agony. And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds, and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring. |
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58:47 |
Godless Years
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Leìt | Layout |
Simone Mularoni | Remastering |
Aaron Stainthorpe | Cover art |
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1. | Ungrateful Fate (Entity cover) | 05:08 | |
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2. | Melting Waters (Baratro cover) | 05:43 | |
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3. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (feat. Liv Kristine) | 07:45 | |
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4. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (rough version) | 07:26 | instrumental |
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5. | . | 00:06 | |
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6. | Enter | 04:53 | |
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7. | A Lifetime Obscurity Pt. 1 | 00:56 | |
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8. | A Lifetime Obscurity Pt. 2 | 11:33 | |
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9. | Springtime Deaths | 05:44 | |
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10. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 07:40 | |
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11. | Welcome the Godless | 03:05 | |
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12. | Freezing Moon including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells | 08:57 | |
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13. | A Feeble Light of Hope | 02:51 | instrumental |
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1. | The Bless of Eternal Bleeding | 06:29 | |
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2. | A Lifetime Obscurity Pt. 2 | 10:48 | |
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3. | Freezing Moon (Mayhem cover) | 05:30 | |
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4. | Welcome the Godless | 02:58 | |
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5. | Enter | 04:46 | |
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6. | Luciferian Twilight | 06:55 | |
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7. | Introduction - An Abode for Spirit and Flesh | 04:08 | |
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8. | Welcome the Godless | 02:54 | |
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9. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 05:55 | |
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10. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:56 | |
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11. | Outro - Hortus Animae | 01:42 | |
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01:02:01 |
There’s No Sanctuary
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 16th, 2016 | Azermedoth Records | AZH-CD-233 / BHM001 | CD | Digipak |
September 13th, 2018 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Ecnerual | Violin |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Grom | Drums |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (tracks 1, 7) |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
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1. | There’s No Sanctuary | ||
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2. | Blashyrkh (Mighty Ravendark) (Immortal cover) | Show lyrics | |
Far above the ravengate the spreaded wings of Blashyrkh waits Above the roaring depths Sits the oath of frost On the elder Raventhrone Older mountains sleeping in my sight By chilling woods I stand A grimly sound of naked winds Is all that shall ever be heard from here Cometh the rightful kings of highest halls Cry of ravens lurk the realm Eternally through the noctambulant grimness ...Demons stride at the gates of Blashyrkh... ...Blashyrkh... Mighty Ravendark... |
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3. | Dunkelheit (Burzum cover) | Show lyrics | |
When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning |
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4. | Inno a Satana (Emperor cover) | Show lyrics | |
O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Thy path is capricious but yet so wide. With no such thing as an impediment to strong. Every time thou consecrate me to another secret of Thine, I take another step towards Thy Pantheon. O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Forever wilt I bleed for Thee. Forever wilt I praise Thy dreaded name. Forever wilt I serve Thee. Thou shalt shalt forever prevail. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. |
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5. | Pure Fucking Armageddon (Mayhem cover) | Show lyrics | |
Violent torture, Death has arrived, Armageddon, Terror and fright, Bleeding corpses, Rotting decay Anarchy, Violent torture, Antichrist, Lucifer, Son of satan Pure Fucking Armageddon Pure Fucking Armageddon! |
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6. | There’s No Sanctuary (Martyr Sway Mix) | ||
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7. | There’s No Sanctuary (Single Version) | ||
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Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 14th, 2018 | BlackHeavens Music | BHM003 / ADCD046 / AZH-CD-159 / MSR140 / #MRCD002 | CD | Limited edition |
February 14th, 2018 | BlackHeavens Music | BHM001LP | Vinyl | Limited edition |
February 14th, 2018 | BlackHeavens Music | BHM003 | Digital | |
June 9th, 2018 | NGC Prod | NGC015 / BHM007 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
Volker "Freddy" Fredrich | Vocals (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Miroslav Spevák | Recording |
Simone Mularoni | Mixing, Mastering |
Yan Sek | Artwork |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:25 | |
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2. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:31 | |
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3. | Doomsday | 07:57 | |
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4. | Medley: I - In Adoration of the Weeping Skies, II - Cruciatus Tacitus, III - Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:40 | |
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5. | There’s No Sanctuary | 06:36 | |
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6. | Raining Blood | 04:41 | |
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39:50 |
Live at Velvet - April the 14th, 2001
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Martyr Lucifer | Bass, Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing), Keyboards |
Thomas Ghirardelli | Drums |
Iarsa | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Andrej Bartulović | Cover art |
Simone Mularoni | Remastering |
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1. | The Melting Idols | 12:52 | |
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2. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:18 | |
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3. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 11:29 | |
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4. | Luciferian Twilight | 08:21 | |
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38:00 |
Waltzing Mephisto
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals, Bass |
Shred Blast Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Orchestrations, Vocals (backing) (track 5) |
GroM | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nino "Moonbeam" Cotone | Violin (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Martyr Lucifer | Cover concept |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Cover art |
Gabriele Ravaglia | Recording, Engineering |
Paso | Recording, Engineering |
Alex Azzali | Mixing |
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1. | untitled | 00:07 | |
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2. | Enter | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Enter! In the valley of tears, in the reign of your fears and the shame of your mind. Enter! In the realm of the dead, the loved ones’ regrets are shown with respect. Enter! Where pure is the blood, where loves are forgotten and hate is the strength. Enter... In the shades of the light, upon the throne of the might is the key for the peace. Place yourself... Take a place beneath the wastes of life, where you’ve lost your blood-stained knife, try it again. Enter! In the consciousness of pain, when nothing’s to blame it’s time for revenge. Enter! In the valley of death, where no one can rest there’s tormented eternity. If this is a wish... Enter the realm where angels decayed can smile at your face, wash all your wounds... All life left behind must have been denied, the razor’s the guide, try to make it this way... Come in, it’s your turn to shine, for the darkness is bright there... Walk along the halls of despair, violent whispers can make you feel better. Enter! In the realm of the dead, their eyes and cold breath can show you the way. Enter! Where pure is the blood, cause blood must be shed and must have been in the past. Sit upon the throne of the might, the key to conquer the night is the knife that you hunger for... And now let it be done. |
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3. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 00:57 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Go the path towards the solitude, thou shall feel cursed if betrayed. But when I betray call the Martyr to weep, to bury the scars thru never ending seasons of grief, then I’ll follow the black path towards horizon dark and I’ll reach only sadness, as mourning dwells in me. |
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4. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 11:39 | Show lyrics |
Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Like a love lost in the cold, that strength less I shall behold thru years of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes, rather than open them and see what thou never ever wanted to see... Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame. For love was lost and life was won, all the other things are shades to be gone and the path of mourning longs for more... "Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, dance thy particular waltz Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, upon my ridiculous grave" Spirit and flesh are now rotting, their abode is so far, shall I find it? For the path I am walking, it’s so lonely and bleeding, the grief’s overwhelming and sadness is crying, thou can taste all my sorrow for my life is so empty, empty like words that are buried with loss. Turn on thy back all that’s shown is regret and the shadows of death are unleashing their powers NOW! Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Everything gone and never to return, here’s the coldness and the bleakness of it all, a constant prelude to agony, a following of seasons of apathy, cruel are the eyes of misery, black are the wings of my destiny, primordial tears come out as knives... The left half of the heart in the left hand, the right half of the heart in the right hand... ...of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes... ...Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame Obscurity - Mourning dwells in me, Obscurity - A lifelong misery, Obscurity - bleeding the soul away... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything that I’m holding inside and then going back again... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything I am holding inside and all left behind seem to come back again... When senses are blinded and feelings distorted call the Martyr to show thee the real true existence, hypnotic delusions are blessed with confusion, another landscape is silent with intent of revelation, groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, why this seems to have no end? Groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, please help me inhale the true existence! |
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5. | Springtime Deaths | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Falling leaves from trees that died, a growing sadness becoming mine, but it’s not time for leaves to fall and it’s not time for dying at all... And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Clouds are sick of being dark, when sorrows must follow the last rain drops, but stay.. Is lone the path to walk among the green, as with melancholy of the grey something faded away, but melancholy remained... I cannot... regret... In springtime the grey has the due to fade away but the days come grey again, with the season of grief in bloom cause in springtime the deaths are two. |
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6. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still long? "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul’s gone with the breeze... "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I’m going to die, die in the most ’lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my soul to the angels (and the souls of other suffering beings...). |
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7. | Welcome the Godless | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Crawling so deeper... Nobody should have to do it that way... Breathing so higher... Having thoughts that are never the same... As I stand here trapped in immortal rites that aren’t mine by choice... Welcome the Godless! Living, dying... For something I won’t do again. Screaming, scratching... And the Godless shall be blessed all the same. I have served the temple and now I want to consider me and them free... |
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8. | Freezing Moon including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells (Mayhem / Il Balletto di Bronzo / Mike Oldfield covers) | 09:07 | Show lyrics |
Everything here is so cold Everything here is so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float by Out from the dark I remember it was here I died By following the freezing moon.. It’s night again Night you beautiful I please my hunger On living humans Night of hunger Follow it’s call Follow the freezing moon.. Darkness is growing Eternity opens The cemetery lights up again As in ancient times Fallen souls die behind my steps By following the freezing moon... |
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9. | A Feeble Light of Hope | 03:01 | instrumental |
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46:34 |
Waltzing Mephisto
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals, Bass |
Shred Blast Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Orchestrations, Vocals (backing) (track 5) |
GroM | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nino "Moonbeam" Cotone | Violin (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gabriele Ravaglia | Recording, Engineering |
Paso | Recording, Engineering |
Alex Azzali | Mixing |
Martyr Lucifer | Cover concept |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | untitled | 00:07 | |
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2. | Enter | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Enter! In the valley of tears, in the reign of your fears and the shame of your mind. Enter! In the realm of the dead, the loved ones’ regrets are shown with respect. Enter! Where pure is the blood, where loves are forgotten and hate is the strength. Enter... In the shades of the light, upon the throne of the might is the key for the peace. Place yourself... Take a place beneath the wastes of life, where you’ve lost your blood-stained knife, try it again. Enter! In the consciousness of pain, when nothing’s to blame it’s time for revenge. Enter! In the valley of death, where no one can rest there’s tormented eternity. If this is a wish... Enter the realm where angels decayed can smile at your face, wash all your wounds... All life left behind must have been denied, the razor’s the guide, try to make it this way... Come in, it’s your turn to shine, for the darkness is bright there... Walk along the halls of despair, violent whispers can make you feel better. Enter! In the realm of the dead, their eyes and cold breath can show you the way. Enter! Where pure is the blood, cause blood must be shed and must have been in the past. Sit upon the throne of the might, the key to conquer the night is the knife that you hunger for... And now let it be done. |
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3. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 00:57 | Show lyrics |
(Lyrics in CD booklet contain minor mistakes; the following version is correct.) Go the path towards the solitude, thou shall feel cursed if betrayed. But when I betray call the Martyr to weep, to bury the scars thru never ending seasons of grief, then I’ll follow the black path towards horizon dark and I’ll reach only sadness, as mourning dwells in me. |
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4. | A Lifetime Obscurity | 11:39 | Show lyrics |
Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Like a love lost in the cold, that strength less I shall behold thru years of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes, rather than open them and see what thou never ever wanted to see... Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame. For love was lost and life was won, all the other things are shades to be gone and the path of mourning longs for more... "Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, dance thy particular waltz Come here Mephisto, come here Mephisto, upon my ridiculous grave" Spirit and flesh are now rotting, their abode is so far, shall I find it? For the path I am walking, it’s so lonely and bleeding, the grief’s overwhelming and sadness is crying, thou can taste all my sorrow for my life is so empty, empty like words that are buried with loss. Turn on thy back all that’s shown is regret and the shadows of death are unleashing their powers NOW! Like a love lost in the cold, thru the grim shadows of old, shadows that whisper of souls. Everything gone and never to return, here’s the coldness and the bleakness of it all, a constant prelude to agony, a following of seasons of apathy, cruel are the eyes of misery, black are the wings of my destiny, primordial tears come out as knives... The left half of the heart in the left hand, the right half of the heart in the right hand... ...of darkness or filtrate light, it’s always been easier to close the eyes... ...Once felt the weight of thy age, call the Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame Obscurity - Mourning dwells in me, Obscurity - A lifelong misery, Obscurity - bleeding the soul away... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything that I’m holding inside and then going back again... Feeling the dusk coming out from my bones, crushing everything I am holding inside and all left behind seem to come back again... When senses are blinded and feelings distorted call the Martyr to show thee the real true existence, hypnotic delusions are blessed with confusion, another landscape is silent with intent of revelation, groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, why this seems to have no end? Groping one’s way towards the wastes of life, please help me inhale the true existence! |
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5. | Springtime Deaths | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Falling leaves from trees that died, a growing sadness becoming mine, but it’s not time for leaves to fall and it’s not time for dying at all... And again a flower born and before it withers wind’s whispers are blowing it away... Clouds are sick of being dark, when sorrows must follow the last rain drops, but stay.. Is lone the path to walk among the green, as with melancholy of the grey something faded away, but melancholy remained... I cannot... regret... In springtime the grey has the due to fade away but the days come grey again, with the season of grief in bloom cause in springtime the deaths are two. |
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6. | Souls of the Cold Wind | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still long? "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul’s gone with the breeze... "Show me the path, oh coldest of winds, cause I feel I’m in darkness, I’m afraid and I’m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I’m going to die, die in the most ’lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my soul to the angels (and the souls of other suffering beings...). |
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7. | Welcome the Godless | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Crawling so deeper... Nobody should have to do it that way... Breathing so higher... Having thoughts that are never the same... As I stand here trapped in immortal rites that aren’t mine by choice... Welcome the Godless! Living, dying... For something I won’t do again. Screaming, scratching... And the Godless shall be blessed all the same. I have served the temple and now I want to consider me and them free... |
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8. | Freezing Moon including Terzo Incontro and Tubular Bells (Mayhem / Il Balletto di Bronzo / Mike Oldfield covers) | 09:07 | Show lyrics |
Everything here is so cold Everything here is so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float by Out from the dark I remember it was here I died By following the freezing moon.. It’s night again Night you beautiful I please my hunger On living humans Night of hunger Follow it’s call Follow the freezing moon.. Darkness is growing Eternity opens The cemetery lights up again As in ancient times Fallen souls die behind my steps By following the freezing moon... |
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9. | A Feeble Light of Hope | 03:01 | instrumental |
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46:34 |
The Blow of Furious Winds...
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Band members | |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals (lead), Bass, Samples |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing), Vocals (lead) (on "Nevermore") |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Amon 418 | Synth |
GroM | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (growls) (track 5) |
Guest/Session | |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (track 11) |
Moonbeam | Violin (tracks 3, 5, 7, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Layout |
Cruel Abbot | Engineering (uncredited) |
Alessandro Azzali | Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. The verb of rape is spread. Of torture, scorn for lives. Burnt grounds along the path where emptiness is found. Naked trees so lifeless are left by with a dead walk, devouring all the flesh of frails, tears are dried by loss. Soul-less’ sorrows for the worms, carcass is the dwell, left alone, all will is gone and now the earth’s undone. Time for the burning... Humanity next to death row, then pace to holocaust. You, grinding creatures moldy, in the void your cries are gone. As furious winds here come the locusts, the demons of the war. Decay is now the keyword and it’s time for the burning. Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. Time for the burning. |
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2. | The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation | 09:38 | Show lyrics |
[The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying... Yes, we’re alone in all mankind All along this cold eternity Enduring march with no crosses to bear All arise from this sepulchre and stop the rest from its womb Still the godless years are... I convoke to thee Mephisto, to obtain as a gift what I cannot have by myself, all that remains from thee after waltzing in the dark... I don’t ask for rest, I don’t ask for tranquillity (neither body nor the soul), never asked for holiness and neither for thy aid... One and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment, I want battle. Give me uncertainty, I want pain. Now that I ask, that I have the strength. Just give me that, once and for all. Raging on... The crusade and the grandeur. With the blow of furious winds in our hearts Lucubrate the (he)art of murder. Raging fuckin’ on... While the demons are growing and the godless years shall never be brought to an end (and the weak ones now lay down slain in the mud and the blood...). [Funeral Nation] The halls of infinity I walk, in shapeless body. Walls of silence overwhelm me, in an ocean of white my soul is black. Silent tombs where spirits do not sleep, are waiting for the coming, in these graves the slumber is restless, in my insomniac tomb I shall be back. |
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3. | The Heartfelt Murder | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
In a slow dance, we’re proceeding, into this ritual... of stillness. As if no fate... is waiting, we are down... on our knees, melting down... With closed eyes... we see it, this downfall... implacable. As if no prayer... may save us, in calm... we mourn... Crumbling... Which truth does stand for all... now? Let us stare... to nothing. The hopeless ones... are gathering, so please... bring flowers, decomposing... So, I entered the room, with my cold knife I murdered all of you, for I love you more than myself |
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4. | The Virgin Whore | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
In a still vision, of chains and pain, she is the grinder, the dawn is hers. There’s no permission to enter back, so flesh is weak and breathless yet. A mute awakening of blood and knife, the cage that whispers after a frightened night. The spell is cast, new light that shines, her touch is poison and closed be eyes. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. Behold the movement and keep the secret, then light a candle, have no regrets. A growing hunger, a passion’s play, she is the hunter, mistress of decay. So please walk softly and breathe in silence, because she’s next to your own step. Indulge with pain, the ache of heart, she is the teacher of how death is art. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. She’s the beast that loves you more, come on and face the virgin whore. |
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5. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
The weeping skies... Oh, drowned in such sweetness, feeling the emptiness of moments, I cannot breathe because of my stupor in seeing things not every time new... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Like the pure snow, falling with any control... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Touching my soul... And I feel the chosen one. And I feel divinities’ first son. And I feel the chosen one. Ah! The weeping skies... Dark stormy winds Grass devouring me. The air so mild Leaves devouring me. Spirits of nature, so kind Trees devouring me. Am I still the chosen one? Blood, flowing like a delicate stream and tears tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. I feel the fresh caress of the wind touching my delicate skin, it’s strange to feel emotions like these... I’m born and born again... And I cry as I stand mournful anymore and think that I could slowly die without any pain and reach the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping skies! Oh, let me drink from them... Everything’s into me and I still feel the chosen one... |
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6. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys round the world, to remember happiness, sorrow and solitude. A life-long sorrow spent ploughing the seas, witnessing souls depart, landing from port to port. I have learned the cultures of the world, from past and future, all the rotten kingdoms. I have savoured love, envy, revenge (Memories of the rotten table...) I have seen the worlds’ prisons and I have seen the unexplored islands, I have seen my shipmates’ death and now I sail alone... And now I’m sailing through this stormy sea and now I’m sailing across an ocean, enraged. By its waves I rise and offer my total demise, I’ll feed this last storm with the shadows of my life. Now I sail alone and listen to the silence of this sea of pain, water everywhere. I am adrift, there is no wind, death is the storm destined to fall on the vessel. A seagull consumes our last provisions, no stopping it as death draws near (Memories of the rotten table...) I’ll perish soon, the vessel will sink with me, sink with me and all of my knowledge. These memories will be carried by the waves who knows where, who knows who, will find them and by whom they’ll be read. But now farewell, the silence calls me to this sea of pain forever. In this stormy sea the waves carry me on, a-hoy! They carry me to drift across the sea of pain, or come to save me, save me but pity me not and by the waves I’ll take a breath to penetrate the storm (storm) and drift across the sea of pain, I care not for salvation, so leave me to die and leave me forever... |
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7. | Bible Black | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I’m scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of past times as dark caress they touch my skin. Oh, this long unbounded journey, is it still the path of mourning? They teach their stories, like babies crying, as howling winds, ferocious and undying. Like a lullaby comes the true story of gloom that brings the glory, silent dirge is welcomed now, we close in circles and fall down. We cry out blood, dance hypnotized, we embrace the void and face this night. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! In dark black pages path is shown, what once was sure is now unknown, every tear it feeds the engine, every drop of blood’s divine. Bow down before them, adore their shades, they’ll make us hunters, they’ll let us prey. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold and rusted cage, is now black as night and pitch, as the book that wears the mark. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! The soul I used to wear as a fancy clothe of guilt, is erased or sold or something, maybe rotting in the mist. A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. With a smile I face the torment, through my flesh I live my hell, for the knife I used to hold from my hand it fell down onto the ground, it’s the stain that now I wear, it’s the fault I want to bear. Step by step on through the void of this long unbounded journey, I reach its end and take a breath, the wicked shadows of my memories embrace me once again. And so now my blackened heart forged with hate and will for vengeance will forever rest in peace. |
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8. | A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh how hurting was the touch, lived as an omen of farewell... greyness fell upon an already darkened dream, when never seen the sorrow, when never seen the pain. Now we face the walk all through the garden, blood red flowers gathered round... In a sorrowful embrace we won’t fear the thorns, we won’t fear the pain... Let us walk towards the light, call it destiny or fate... And the wounds, let them be opened, ’cause the stream that flows is love and the stream that flows is hate... No existing beauty has ever had a brighter shine than thine. Now you fade away. Like sand from my hand, you slip away. |
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9. | Garden of Fairies | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Lost in the woods, a world unseen, she came to me, the fairy queen. So frozen eyes enlighten my path, the strangest eyes I’ve ever met. Yes, the fairy queen, she came to me, to reveal to me all her poetry. Heaven burned in my cold eyes, for the touch of her I’d lose my life... Oh fairy queen, reveal to me, I’m not the one I used to be, within these walls I’m caged by thee, my soul’s forgotten into your fields. Now I’ve got my queen, she dances with me and all the flowers all around me are brighter then the light, I see. Now I walk around in her malicious paradise and golden cages and golden paths surround me. I’ve never been lost in such splendour, I am so far gone and dancing in the light again... And now that I face this I realize I’m losing the light. It’s cold in this marble walled room and as I sit twisted here with your nails brutally pierced in my flesh, full of torment I stay awake, full of torment I taste my pain, full of stupor I see your face. The whole I gave, the whole you took and in the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it’s colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood’s becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul’s becoming... YOURS! When... I reach... the abyss, your cruel paradise still expects. The distance... between us... I’d kill... As I need your embrace once again. The touch of your poisonous lips through my weak mortal shell, come to me, while I sleep, your serpent kiss is my hell. Now... I... Stay... Here... Gold... Turns... To rust... And fear... I... Behold... The mist... Appear... I... Just want... To disappear... Now my beloved queen’s no more with me, the flowers grey and the dark sets all over. I’m alone and useless now in this malicious paradise, no one can see me as I travel so hopeless. I’ll never see again so much splendour, the day is far gone and fallen is the night once more. So now that I can see me I realize I’ll never more behold the light. |
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10. | The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore (Queen cover) | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
He’s a fairy feller Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke Ploughman wagoner will’ and types Politician with senatorial pipe He’s a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady’s gown He’s a dirty fellow What a dirty laddie-oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer There’s a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He’s my hero ah Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides He is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there’s a good apothecary man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees Come on mister feller Crack it open if you please There’s no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry And the rain’s stopped falling Please don’t you cry any more Can’t you see Listen to the breeze Whisper to me please Don’t send me to the path of nevermore Even the valley’s below Where the rays of the sun Were so warm and tender Now haven’t anything to grow Can’t you see? Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore) Why did you deceive me? (nevermore) You sent me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn’t love me anymore Ah ah nevermore nevermore |
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11. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (Dead Can Dance cover) | 07:48 | |
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The Blow of Furious Winds...
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Bless | Vocals (lead) (on "Nevermore"), Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
GroM | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (growls) (track 5) |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Amon 418 | Synth |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals (lead), Bass, Samples |
Guest/Session | |
Moonbeam | Violin (tracks 3, 5, 7, 8) |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (track 11) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alessandro Azzali | Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Cruel Abbot | Engineering (uncredited) |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Layout |
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Disc 1 (CD) | |||
1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. The verb of rape is spread. Of torture, scorn for lives. Burnt grounds along the path where emptiness is found. Naked trees so lifeless are left by with a dead walk, devouring all the flesh of frails, tears are dried by loss. Soul-less’ sorrows for the worms, carcass is the dwell, left alone, all will is gone and now the earth’s undone. Time for the burning... Humanity next to death row, then pace to holocaust. You, grinding creatures moldy, in the void your cries are gone. As furious winds here come the locusts, the demons of the war. Decay is now the keyword and it’s time for the burning. Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. Time for the burning. |
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2. | The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation | 09:38 | Show lyrics |
[The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying... Yes, we’re alone in all mankind All along this cold eternity Enduring march with no crosses to bear All arise from this sepulchre and stop the rest from its womb Still the godless years are... I convoke to thee Mephisto, to obtain as a gift what I cannot have by myself, all that remains from thee after waltzing in the dark... I don’t ask for rest, I don’t ask for tranquillity (neither body nor the soul), never asked for holiness and neither for thy aid... One and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment, I want battle. Give me uncertainty, I want pain. Now that I ask, that I have the strength. Just give me that, once and for all. Raging on... The crusade and the grandeur. With the blow of furious winds in our hearts Lucubrate the (he)art of murder. Raging fuckin’ on... While the demons are growing and the godless years shall never be brought to an end (and the weak ones now lay down slain in the mud and the blood...). [Funeral Nation] The halls of infinity I walk, in shapeless body. Walls of silence overwhelm me, in an ocean of white my soul is black. Silent tombs where spirits do not sleep, are waiting for the coming, in these graves the slumber is restless, in my insomniac tomb I shall be back. |
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3. | The Heartfelt Murder | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
In a slow dance, we’re proceeding, into this ritual... of stillness. As if no fate... is waiting, we are down... on our knees, melting down... With closed eyes... we see it, this downfall... implacable. As if no prayer... may save us, in calm... we mourn... Crumbling... Which truth does stand for all... now? Let us stare... to nothing. The hopeless ones... are gathering, so please... bring flowers, decomposing... So, I entered the room, with my cold knife I murdered all of you, for I love you more than myself |
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4. | The Virgin Whore | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
In a still vision, of chains and pain, she is the grinder, the dawn is hers. There’s no permission to enter back, so flesh is weak and breathless yet. A mute awakening of blood and knife, the cage that whispers after a frightened night. The spell is cast, new light that shines, her touch is poison and closed be eyes. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. Behold the movement and keep the secret, then light a candle, have no regrets. A growing hunger, a passion’s play, she is the hunter, mistress of decay. So please walk softly and breathe in silence, because she’s next to your own step. Indulge with pain, the ache of heart, she is the teacher of how death is art. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. She’s the beast that loves you more, come on and face the virgin whore. |
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5. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
The weeping skies... Oh, drowned in such sweetness, feeling the emptiness of moments, I cannot breathe because of my stupor in seeing things not every time new... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Like the pure snow, falling with any control... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Touching my soul... And I feel the chosen one. And I feel divinities’ first son. And I feel the chosen one. Ah! The weeping skies... Dark stormy winds Grass devouring me. The air so mild Leaves devouring me. Spirits of nature, so kind Trees devouring me. Am I still the chosen one? Blood, flowing like a delicate stream and tears tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. I feel the fresh caress of the wind touching my delicate skin, it’s strange to feel emotions like these... I’m born and born again... And I cry as I stand mournful anymore and think that I could slowly die without any pain and reach the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping skies! Oh, let me drink from them... Everything’s into me and I still feel the chosen one... |
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6. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys round the world, to remember happiness, sorrow and solitude. A life-long sorrow spent ploughing the seas, witnessing souls depart, landing from port to port. I have learned the cultures of the world, from past and future, all the rotten kingdoms. I have savoured love, envy, revenge (Memories of the rotten table...) I have seen the worlds’ prisons and I have seen the unexplored islands, I have seen my shipmates’ death and now I sail alone... And now I’m sailing through this stormy sea and now I’m sailing across an ocean, enraged. By its waves I rise and offer my total demise, I’ll feed this last storm with the shadows of my life. Now I sail alone and listen to the silence of this sea of pain, water everywhere. I am adrift, there is no wind, death is the storm destined to fall on the vessel. A seagull consumes our last provisions, no stopping it as death draws near (Memories of the rotten table...) I’ll perish soon, the vessel will sink with me, sink with me and all of my knowledge. These memories will be carried by the waves who knows where, who knows who, will find them and by whom they’ll be read. But now farewell, the silence calls me to this sea of pain forever. In this stormy sea the waves carry me on, a-hoy! They carry me to drift across the sea of pain, or come to save me, save me but pity me not and by the waves I’ll take a breath to penetrate the storm (storm) and drift across the sea of pain, I care not for salvation, so leave me to die and leave me forever... |
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7. | Bible Black | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I’m scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of past times as dark caress they touch my skin. Oh, this long unbounded journey, is it still the path of mourning? They teach their stories, like babies crying, as howling winds, ferocious and undying. Like a lullaby comes the true story of gloom that brings the glory, silent dirge is welcomed now, we close in circles and fall down. We cry out blood, dance hypnotized, we embrace the void and face this night. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! In dark black pages path is shown, what once was sure is now unknown, every tear it feeds the engine, every drop of blood’s divine. Bow down before them, adore their shades, they’ll make us hunters, they’ll let us prey. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold and rusted cage, is now black as night and pitch, as the book that wears the mark. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! The soul I used to wear as a fancy clothe of guilt, is erased or sold or something, maybe rotting in the mist. A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. With a smile I face the torment, through my flesh I live my hell, for the knife I used to hold from my hand it fell down onto the ground, it’s the stain that now I wear, it’s the fault I want to bear. Step by step on through the void of this long unbounded journey, I reach its end and take a breath, the wicked shadows of my memories embrace me once again. And so now my blackened heart forged with hate and will for vengeance will forever rest in peace. |
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8. | A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh how hurting was the touch, lived as an omen of farewell... greyness fell upon an already darkened dream, when never seen the sorrow, when never seen the pain. Now we face the walk all through the garden, blood red flowers gathered round... In a sorrowful embrace we won’t fear the thorns, we won’t fear the pain... Let us walk towards the light, call it destiny or fate... And the wounds, let them be opened, ’cause the stream that flows is love and the stream that flows is hate... No existing beauty has ever had a brighter shine than thine. Now you fade away. Like sand from my hand, you slip away. |
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9. | Garden of Fairies | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Lost in the woods, a world unseen, she came to me, the fairy queen. So frozen eyes enlighten my path, the strangest eyes I’ve ever met. Yes, the fairy queen, she came to me, to reveal to me all her poetry. Heaven burned in my cold eyes, for the touch of her I’d lose my life... Oh fairy queen, reveal to me, I’m not the one I used to be, within these walls I’m caged by thee, my soul’s forgotten into your fields. Now I’ve got my queen, she dances with me and all the flowers all around me are brighter then the light, I see. Now I walk around in her malicious paradise and golden cages and golden paths surround me. I’ve never been lost in such splendour, I am so far gone and dancing in the light again... And now that I face this I realize I’m losing the light. It’s cold in this marble walled room and as I sit twisted here with your nails brutally pierced in my flesh, full of torment I stay awake, full of torment I taste my pain, full of stupor I see your face. The whole I gave, the whole you took and in the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it’s colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood’s becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul’s becoming... YOURS! When... I reach... the abyss, your cruel paradise still expects. The distance... between us... I’d kill... As I need your embrace once again. The touch of your poisonous lips through my weak mortal shell, come to me, while I sleep, your serpent kiss is my hell. Now... I... Stay... Here... Gold... Turns... To rust... And fear... I... Behold... The mist... Appear... I... Just want... To disappear... Now my beloved queen’s no more with me, the flowers grey and the dark sets all over. I’m alone and useless now in this malicious paradise, no one can see me as I travel so hopeless. I’ll never see again so much splendour, the day is far gone and fallen is the night once more. So now that I can see me I realize I’ll never more behold the light. |
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10. | The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore (Queen cover) | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
He’s a fairy feller Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke Ploughman wagoner will’ and types Politician with senatorial pipe He’s a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady’s gown He’s a dirty fellow What a dirty laddie-oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer There’s a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He’s my hero ah Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides He is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there’s a good apothecary man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees Come on mister feller Crack it open if you please There’s no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry And the rain’s stopped falling Please don’t you cry any more Can’t you see Listen to the breeze Whisper to me please Don’t send me to the path of nevermore Even the valley’s below Where the rays of the sun Were so warm and tender Now haven’t anything to grow Can’t you see? Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore) Why did you deceive me? (nevermore) You sent me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn’t love me anymore Ah ah nevermore nevermore |
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11. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (Dead Can Dance cover) | 07:48 | |
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Disc 2 (DVD) | |||
1. | The Making of "The Blow of Furious Winds" | ||
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The Blow of Furious Winds...
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
GroM | Drums, Percussion, Vocals (growls) (track 5) |
Bless | Vocals (lead) (on "Nevermore"), Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Amon 418 | Synth |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals (lead), Bass, Samples |
Guest/Session | |
Moonbeam | Violin (tracks 3, 5, 7, 8) |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (track 11) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alessandro Azzali | Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Cruel Abbot | Engineering (uncredited) |
Fabio Timpanaro | Artwork, Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. The verb of rape is spread. Of torture, scorn for lives. Burnt grounds along the path where emptiness is found. Naked trees so lifeless are left by with a dead walk, devouring all the flesh of frails, tears are dried by loss. Soul-less’ sorrows for the worms, carcass is the dwell, left alone, all will is gone and now the earth’s undone. Time for the burning... Humanity next to death row, then pace to holocaust. You, grinding creatures moldy, in the void your cries are gone. As furious winds here come the locusts, the demons of the war. Decay is now the keyword and it’s time for the burning. Time for the burning... Wings that smolder all futures, with no respect for all beings. (They) Seethe, like rivers of loathing and foretell the end of mankind. Time for the burning. |
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2. | The Mud and the Blood / Funeral Nation | 09:38 | Show lyrics |
[The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying... Yes, we’re alone in all mankind All along this cold eternity Enduring march with no crosses to bear All arise from this sepulchre and stop the rest from its womb Still the godless years are... I convoke to thee Mephisto, to obtain as a gift what I cannot have by myself, all that remains from thee after waltzing in the dark... I don’t ask for rest, I don’t ask for tranquillity (neither body nor the soul), never asked for holiness and neither for thy aid... One and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment, I want battle. Give me uncertainty, I want pain. Now that I ask, that I have the strength. Just give me that, once and for all. Raging on... The crusade and the grandeur. With the blow of furious winds in our hearts Lucubrate the (he)art of murder. Raging fuckin’ on... While the demons are growing and the godless years shall never be brought to an end (and the weak ones now lay down slain in the mud and the blood...). [Funeral Nation] The halls of infinity I walk, in shapeless body. Walls of silence overwhelm me, in an ocean of white my soul is black. Silent tombs where spirits do not sleep, are waiting for the coming, in these graves the slumber is restless, in my insomniac tomb I shall be back. |
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3. | The Heartfelt Murder | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
In a slow dance, we’re proceeding, into this ritual... of stillness. As if no fate... is waiting, we are down... on our knees, melting down... With closed eyes... we see it, this downfall... implacable. As if no prayer... may save us, in calm... we mourn... Crumbling... Which truth does stand for all... now? Let us stare... to nothing. The hopeless ones... are gathering, so please... bring flowers, decomposing... So, I entered the room, with my cold knife I murdered all of you, for I love you more than myself |
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4. | The Virgin Whore | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
In a still vision, of chains and pain, she is the grinder, the dawn is hers. There’s no permission to enter back, so flesh is weak and breathless yet. A mute awakening of blood and knife, the cage that whispers after a frightened night. The spell is cast, new light that shines, her touch is poison and closed be eyes. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. Behold the movement and keep the secret, then light a candle, have no regrets. A growing hunger, a passion’s play, she is the hunter, mistress of decay. So please walk softly and breathe in silence, because she’s next to your own step. Indulge with pain, the ache of heart, she is the teacher of how death is art. She’s the ghost that haunts forever - half creator, half destroyer. In the hands of the adorer - half creator, half destroyer. She’s the beast that loves you more, come on and face the virgin whore. |
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5. | In Adoration of the Weeping Skies | 06:03 | Show lyrics |
The weeping skies... Oh, drowned in such sweetness, feeling the emptiness of moments, I cannot breathe because of my stupor in seeing things not every time new... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Like the pure snow, falling with any control... Like falling rain, every drop touching my soul... Touching my soul... And I feel the chosen one. And I feel divinities’ first son. And I feel the chosen one. Ah! The weeping skies... Dark stormy winds Grass devouring me. The air so mild Leaves devouring me. Spirits of nature, so kind Trees devouring me. Am I still the chosen one? Blood, flowing like a delicate stream and tears tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. I feel the fresh caress of the wind touching my delicate skin, it’s strange to feel emotions like these... I’m born and born again... And I cry as I stand mournful anymore and think that I could slowly die without any pain and reach the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping skies! Oh, let me drink from them... Everything’s into me and I still feel the chosen one... |
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6. | Across the Sea of Pain | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys round the world, to remember happiness, sorrow and solitude. A life-long sorrow spent ploughing the seas, witnessing souls depart, landing from port to port. I have learned the cultures of the world, from past and future, all the rotten kingdoms. I have savoured love, envy, revenge (Memories of the rotten table...) I have seen the worlds’ prisons and I have seen the unexplored islands, I have seen my shipmates’ death and now I sail alone... And now I’m sailing through this stormy sea and now I’m sailing across an ocean, enraged. By its waves I rise and offer my total demise, I’ll feed this last storm with the shadows of my life. Now I sail alone and listen to the silence of this sea of pain, water everywhere. I am adrift, there is no wind, death is the storm destined to fall on the vessel. A seagull consumes our last provisions, no stopping it as death draws near (Memories of the rotten table...) I’ll perish soon, the vessel will sink with me, sink with me and all of my knowledge. These memories will be carried by the waves who knows where, who knows who, will find them and by whom they’ll be read. But now farewell, the silence calls me to this sea of pain forever. In this stormy sea the waves carry me on, a-hoy! They carry me to drift across the sea of pain, or come to save me, save me but pity me not and by the waves I’ll take a breath to penetrate the storm (storm) and drift across the sea of pain, I care not for salvation, so leave me to die and leave me forever... |
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7. | Bible Black | 08:28 | Show lyrics |
Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I’m scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of past times as dark caress they touch my skin. Oh, this long unbounded journey, is it still the path of mourning? They teach their stories, like babies crying, as howling winds, ferocious and undying. Like a lullaby comes the true story of gloom that brings the glory, silent dirge is welcomed now, we close in circles and fall down. We cry out blood, dance hypnotized, we embrace the void and face this night. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! In dark black pages path is shown, what once was sure is now unknown, every tear it feeds the engine, every drop of blood’s divine. Bow down before them, adore their shades, they’ll make us hunters, they’ll let us prey. Let us all be dressed in this inner state of corrosion... A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold and rusted cage, is now black as night and pitch, as the book that wears the mark. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, that from ancient times in human-souls has dwell. HORNS! All hail the evil in men, erase all humans. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead, whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead! The soul I used to wear as a fancy clothe of guilt, is erased or sold or something, maybe rotting in the mist. A wall of faces beholds me in my walk, respectfully in silence. With a smile I face the torment, through my flesh I live my hell, for the knife I used to hold from my hand it fell down onto the ground, it’s the stain that now I wear, it’s the fault I want to bear. Step by step on through the void of this long unbounded journey, I reach its end and take a breath, the wicked shadows of my memories embrace me once again. And so now my blackened heart forged with hate and will for vengeance will forever rest in peace. |
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8. | A Gothic Ghost / The Death of All Beauty | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh how hurting was the touch, lived as an omen of farewell... greyness fell upon an already darkened dream, when never seen the sorrow, when never seen the pain. Now we face the walk all through the garden, blood red flowers gathered round... In a sorrowful embrace we won’t fear the thorns, we won’t fear the pain... Let us walk towards the light, call it destiny or fate... And the wounds, let them be opened, ’cause the stream that flows is love and the stream that flows is hate... No existing beauty has ever had a brighter shine than thine. Now you fade away. Like sand from my hand, you slip away. |
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9. | Garden of Fairies | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Lost in the woods, a world unseen, she came to me, the fairy queen. So frozen eyes enlighten my path, the strangest eyes I’ve ever met. Yes, the fairy queen, she came to me, to reveal to me all her poetry. Heaven burned in my cold eyes, for the touch of her I’d lose my life... Oh fairy queen, reveal to me, I’m not the one I used to be, within these walls I’m caged by thee, my soul’s forgotten into your fields. Now I’ve got my queen, she dances with me and all the flowers all around me are brighter then the light, I see. Now I walk around in her malicious paradise and golden cages and golden paths surround me. I’ve never been lost in such splendour, I am so far gone and dancing in the light again... And now that I face this I realize I’m losing the light. It’s cold in this marble walled room and as I sit twisted here with your nails brutally pierced in my flesh, full of torment I stay awake, full of torment I taste my pain, full of stupor I see your face. The whole I gave, the whole you took and in the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it’s colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood’s becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul’s becoming... YOURS! When... I reach... the abyss, your cruel paradise still expects. The distance... between us... I’d kill... As I need your embrace once again. The touch of your poisonous lips through my weak mortal shell, come to me, while I sleep, your serpent kiss is my hell. Now... I... Stay... Here... Gold... Turns... To rust... And fear... I... Behold... The mist... Appear... I... Just want... To disappear... Now my beloved queen’s no more with me, the flowers grey and the dark sets all over. I’m alone and useless now in this malicious paradise, no one can see me as I travel so hopeless. I’ll never see again so much splendour, the day is far gone and fallen is the night once more. So now that I can see me I realize I’ll never more behold the light. |
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10. | The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke / Nevermore (Queen cover) | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
He’s a fairy feller Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke Ploughman wagoner will’ and types Politician with senatorial pipe He’s a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady’s gown He’s a dirty fellow What a dirty laddie-oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer There’s a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He’s my hero ah Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides He is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there’s a good apothecary man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees Come on mister feller Crack it open if you please There’s no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry And the rain’s stopped falling Please don’t you cry any more Can’t you see Listen to the breeze Whisper to me please Don’t send me to the path of nevermore Even the valley’s below Where the rays of the sun Were so warm and tender Now haven’t anything to grow Can’t you see? Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore) Why did you deceive me? (nevermore) You sent me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn’t love me anymore Ah ah nevermore nevermore |
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11. | Windfall introducing Summoning of the Muse (Dead Can Dance cover) | 07:48 | |
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There’s No Sanctuary
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Ecnerual | Violin |
Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Grom | Drums |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
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Liv Kristine | Vocals (tracks 1, 7) |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
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1. | There’s No Sanctuary | ||
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2. | Blashyrkh (Mighty Ravendark) (Immortal cover) | Show lyrics | |
Far above the ravengate the spreaded wings of Blashyrkh waits Above the roaring depths Sits the oath of frost On the elder Raventhrone Older mountains sleeping in my sight By chilling woods I stand A grimly sound of naked winds Is all that shall ever be heard from here Cometh the rightful kings of highest halls Cry of ravens lurk the realm Eternally through the noctambulant grimness ...Demons stride at the gates of Blashyrkh... ...Blashyrkh... Mighty Ravendark... |
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3. | Dunkelheit (Burzum cover) | Show lyrics | |
When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning |
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4. | Inno a Satana (Emperor cover) | Show lyrics | |
O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Thy path is capricious but yet so wide. With no such thing as an impediment to strong. Every time thou consecrate me to another secret of Thine, I take another step towards Thy Pantheon. O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Forever wilt I bleed for Thee. Forever wilt I praise Thy dreaded name. Forever wilt I serve Thee. Thou shalt shalt forever prevail. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. |
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5. | Pure Fucking Armageddon (Mayhem cover) | Show lyrics | |
Violent torture, Death has arrived, Armageddon, Terror and fright, Bleeding corpses, Rotting decay Anarchy, Violent torture, Antichrist, Lucifer, Son of satan Pure Fucking Armageddon Pure Fucking Armageddon! |
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6. | There’s No Sanctuary (Martyr Sway Mix) | ||
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7. | There’s No Sanctuary (Single Version) | ||
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There’s No Sanctuary
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards, Vocals (backing) |
Grom | Drums |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Ecnerual | Violin |
Guest/Session | |
Liv Kristine | Vocals (tracks 1, 7) |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
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2. | Blashyrkh (Mighty Ravendark) (Immortal cover) | Show lyrics | |
Far above the ravengate the spreaded wings of Blashyrkh waits Above the roaring depths Sits the oath of frost On the elder Raventhrone Older mountains sleeping in my sight By chilling woods I stand A grimly sound of naked winds Is all that shall ever be heard from here Cometh the rightful kings of highest halls Cry of ravens lurk the realm Eternally through the noctambulant grimness ...Demons stride at the gates of Blashyrkh... ...Blashyrkh... Mighty Ravendark... |
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3. | Dunkelheit (Burzum cover) | Show lyrics | |
When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning When night falls She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning |
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4. | Inno a Satana (Emperor cover) | Show lyrics | |
O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Thy path is capricious but yet so wide. With no such thing as an impediment to strong. Every time thou consecrate me to another secret of Thine, I take another step towards Thy Pantheon. O’ mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the Emperor of Darkness. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou art the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why. Forever wilt I bleed for Thee. Forever wilt I praise Thy dreaded name. Forever wilt I serve Thee. Thou shalt shalt forever prevail. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana. |
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5. | Pure Fucking Armageddon (Mayhem cover) | Show lyrics | |
Violent torture, Death has arrived, Armageddon, Terror and fright, Bleeding corpses, Rotting decay Anarchy, Violent torture, Antichrist, Lucifer, Son of satan Pure Fucking Armageddon Pure Fucking Armageddon! |
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6. | There’s No Sanctuary (Martyr Sway Mix) | ||
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7. | There’s No Sanctuary (Video edit) | ||
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Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
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GL Ghöre | Drums |
Volker "Freddy" Fredrich | Vocals (track 6) |
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Miroslav Spevák | Recording |
Simone Mularoni | Mixing, Mastering |
Yan Sek | Artwork |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:25 | |
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2. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:31 | |
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3. | Doomsday | 07:57 | |
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4. | Medley: I - In Adoration of the Weeping Skies, II - Cruciatus Tacitus, III - Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:40 | |
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5. | There’s No Sanctuary | 06:36 | |
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6. | Raining Blood | 04:41 | |
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Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
Volker "Freddy" Fredrich | Vocals (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Miroslav Spevák | Recording |
Simone Mularoni | Mixing, Mastering |
Yan Sek | Artwork |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:25 | |
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2. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:31 | |
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3. | Doomsday | 07:57 | |
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4. | Medley: I - In Adoration of the Weeping Skies, II - Cruciatus Tacitus, III - Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:40 | |
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5. | There’s No Sanctuary | 06:36 | |
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6. | Raining Blood | 04:41 | |
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Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
Volker "Freddy" Fredrich | Vocals (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Miroslav Spevák | Recording |
Simone Mularoni | Mixing, Mastering |
Yan Sek | Artwork |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:25 | |
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2. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:31 | |
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3. | Doomsday | 07:57 | |
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4. | Medley: I - In Adoration of the Weeping Skies, II - Cruciatus Tacitus, III - Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:40 | |
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5. | There’s No Sanctuary | 06:36 | |
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6. | Raining Blood | 04:41 | |
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7. | Aqualung | 06:33 | |
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Piove Sangue - Live in Banská Bystrica
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Martyr Lucifer | Vocals |
Hypnos | Guitars |
Bless | Keyboards |
Adamant | Bass |
MG Desmadre | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
GL Ghöre | Drums |
Volker "Freddy" Fredrich | Vocals (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Miroslav Spevák | Recording |
Simone Mularoni | Mixing, Mastering |
Yan Sek | Artwork |
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1. | Furious Winds / Locusts | 04:25 | |
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2. | Chamber of Endless Nightmares | 06:31 | |
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3. | Doomsday | 07:57 | |
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4. | Medley: I - In Adoration of the Weeping Skies, II - Cruciatus Tacitus, III - Souls of the Cold Wind | 09:40 | |
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5. | There’s No Sanctuary | 06:36 | |
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6. | Raining Blood | 04:41 | |
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7. | Aqualung | 06:33 | |
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