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Ulver
Members | |
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Current | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals (1993-present), Programming (2000-present) |
Member(bands): Head Control System, Æthenor, Arcturus, Borknagar | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming (1998-present) |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous (2000-present) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Constant Presence, Guapo, Miasma & the Carousel of Headless Horses, Mothlite, Æthenor, Sunn O))) (live) | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics (2020-present) |
Member(bands): Paperboys | |
Past | |
Mean Malmberg | Bass (1993) |
Member(bands): Mysticum, Sabazios, Sewer Disgust | |
Czral | Drums (1993) |
Member(bands): Inflabitan, Ved Buens Ende, Aura Noir, I Left the Planet, Virus, Infernö, Cadaver Inc, Cadaver, Dødheimsgard, Satyricon, Void, Dimmu Borgir (live), Fleurety (live), Nattefrost (live), Eczema, Endwarfment, Svartgalðrar | |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (1993) |
A. Reza | Guitars (1993) |
Haavard | Guitars, Keyboards (1993-1998) |
Member(bands): Dold Vorde Ens Navn, Akki & Hojo, C-Systems, InPublik, Satyricon, Eczema | |
Skoll | Bass (1994-1998) |
Member(bands): Arcturus, Den Saakaldte, Ved Buens Ende, Fimbulwinter | |
AiwarikiaR | Drums, Flute (1994-1998) |
Member(bands): Code, Valhall, Nattefrost (live) | |
Shagrath | Guitars (1994) |
Member(bands): Chrome Division, Dimmu Borgir, Fimbulwinter, Ov Hell, Nocturnal Breed, Starkness | |
Aismal | Guitars, Keyboards (1994-1997) |
Steinar Sverd Johnsen | Piano (1994) |
Member(bands): Arcturus, Mortem, Emperor (live), The Kovenant (live), Ved Buens Ende (live), Covenant, Descended | |
Knut Magne Valle | Guitars (1998) |
Member(bands): Arcturus, Time Space Circles | |
Current (Live) | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Paperboys | |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Blueblut, Pamelia Kurstin, Sebastian Rochford/Pamelia Kurstin | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (2010-present) |
Anders Møller | Drums (2014-present) |
Member(bands): Serena-Maneesh | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums, Percussion (2014-present) |
Member(bands): Gorgoroth (live) | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (2017-present) |
Member(bands): Stian Westerhus, Bladed, Fraud, Jaga Jazzist, Monolithic, Puma | |
Past (Live) | |
Lars Pedersen | Drums, Percussion (2009-?) |
Member(bands): Holy Toy, When, Hærverk, The Last James | |
Luca Difato | Viola (2013) |
Member(bands): Cultus Sanguine, Wake Arkane, Ophidian, The Wake, Dark Lunacy (live) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Rehearsal 1993 | Demo | 1993 | Show album |
2 | Vargnatt | Demo | 1993 | Show album |
3 | Mysticum / Ulver | Split | 1994 | Show album |
4 | Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler | Full-length | 1995 | Show album |
5 | Kveldssanger | Full-length | 1996 | Show album |
6 | Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden | Full-length | 1997 | Show album |
7 | The Trilogie: Three Journeyes Through the Norwegian Netherworlde | Boxed set | 1997 | Show album |
8 | Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | Full-length | 1998 | Show album |
9 | Metamorphosis | EP | 1999 | Show album |
10 | Perdition City | Full-length | 2000 | Show album |
11 | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | EP | 2001 | Show album |
12 | Silencing the Singing | EP | 2001 | Show album |
13 | Teachings in Silence | Compilation | 2002 | Show album |
14 | Lyckantropen Themes | Full-length | 2002 | Show album |
15 | 1993-2003: 1st Decade in the Machines | Compilation | 2003 | Show album |
16 | A Quick Fix of Melancholy | EP | 2003 | Show album |
17 | Svidd neger | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
18 | Blood Inside | Full-length | 2005 | Show album |
19 | Shadows of the Sun | Full-length | 2007 | Show album |
20 | February MMX | Single | 2011 | Show album |
21 | Wars of the Roses | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
22 | The Norwegian National Opera | Video | 2012 | Show album |
23 | Roadburn EP | Single | 2012 | Show album |
24 | Childhood’s End | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
25 | Oddities and Rarities #1 | Compilation | 2012 | Show album |
26 | Live at Roadburn | Live album | 2013 | Show album |
27 | Messe I.X-VI.X | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
28 | Terrestrials | Collaboration | 2014 | Show album |
29 | Trolsk sortmetall 1993-1997 | Boxed set | 2014 | Show album |
30 | ATGCLVLSSCAP | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
31 | Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
32 | The Assassination of Julius Caesar | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
33 | Sic Transit Gloria Mundi | EP | 2017 | Show album |
34 | Drone Activity | Live album | 2019 | Show album |
35 | Russian Doll | Single | 2020 | Show album |
36 | Little Boy | Single | 2020 | Show album |
37 | Nostalgia | Single | 2020 | Show album |
38 | Flowers of Evil | Full-length | 2020 | Show album |
Rehearsal 1993
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kris R. | Vocals |
C. Michael | Drums |
A. Reza | Guitars |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Ulverytternes kamp | 06:11 | |
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2. | Vargnatt | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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3. | Tragediens trone | 04:37 | |
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4. | Her begynner mine arr... | 04:27 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 04:24 | |
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6. | Enser du vinter | 08:31 | |
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7. | Babylon Fell (Celtic Frost cover) | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Lights have faded - Euphoria is dead Past and present - Exalt of the weird Chimerias petrified - Eclipse and suspicion Deafened stream - Babylon fell Distraction and envy, Babylon fell Festal perishing, Babylon fell Dreams drift in the frozen wind And mysteries are reborn We rose from sand and stone To follow the light’s allure Tears drift in the shadows sleep Turn innocence into excess Fragments of a dying world And destiny lies beneath Sceptres of bombast - Tracks into myth Fetish and feud - Dance of recesses Fierce laughter - Banned into stone Eyes of guilt - Covered by sand |
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38:51 |
Vargnatt
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 5th, 1993 | Independent | Cassette | Limited edition, Promo | |
August 2003 | Infinite Vinyl | IVS002 | 10" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured |
2009 | Kyrck Productions & Armour | KCD 009 | CD | Limited edition, A5 leatherbook, Remastered |
2009 | Kyrck Productions & Armour | KCD 009 | CD | Limited edition, Remastered |
2010 | Kyrck Productions & Armour | KCD 009 | CD | Repress, Reissue, Alternate artwork |
December 18th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
C. Michael | Drums |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Mysticum / Ulver
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ulver | |
C. Michael | Drums |
A. Reza | Guitars |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars |
Kris R. | Vocals |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars |
Mysticum | |
Dr. Best | Bass, Drum programming |
Cerastes | Vocals, Guitars |
Prime Evil | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mysticum - Mourning | 04:21 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Ulver - Ulverytternes kamp | 06:30 | |
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10:51 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 1995 | Head Not Found | HNF 005 | CD | 1st press |
1995 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
1997 | Head Not Found | HNF 005 | CD | 2nd press |
1997 | Mystic Production | 098 | Cassette | |
2000 | Head Not Found | HNF 005 | CD | 3rd press |
2002 | Head Not Found | HNF 005 | CD | Reissue |
2003
(Unofficial) (titled "Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler / Kveldssanger") |
Agat Company | A-UL95 | CD | |
2009 | Head Not Found | HNF 005 | CD | Reissue |
2011 | Somber Music | SM121CD | CD | Reissue |
2013 (Unofficial) | Independent | HNF 005 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors |
April 3rd, 2016 | Century Media Records | 88985303861 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 4 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
July 26th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075950451 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 6 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
August 9th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075962821 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
Unknown | Voices Music & Entertainment | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Kveldssanger
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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1996 | Head Not Found | HNF 014 | CD | |
1998
(titled "Kveldsfanger") |
Mystic Production | 117 | Cassette | |
August 14th, 2001 | Head Not Found | HNF 014 | CD | Reissue |
2006 | Head Not Found | HNF 014 | CD | Reissue |
2009 | Head Not Found | HNF 014 | CD | Reissue |
2011 | Somber Music | SM122CD | CD | |
2013 (Unofficial) | Independent | HNF 014 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
April 3rd, 2016 | Century Media Records | 88985303911 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 4 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
July 15th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075950461 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 6 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
August 9th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075962851 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
Unknown | Head Not Found | HNF 014 | CD | |
Unknown | Voices Music & Entertainment | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
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4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
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5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
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6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
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7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
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8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
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9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
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11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
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13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 3rd, 1997 | Century Media Records | 77158-2 | CD | |
1997
(titled "The Madrigal of Night - Eight Hymns to the Wolf in Man") |
Century Black | 7858-2 | CD | Promo |
1997 | Century Media Records | 77158-1 | 12" vinyl | Picture disc |
1997
(titled "The Madrigal of Night - Eight Hymns to the Wolf in Man") |
Century Media Records | 77158-2 | CD | Promo |
1997 (Unofficial) | First Town Records | FTCD-5571 | CD | |
1997 | Metal Mind Productions | MASS 0416 | Cassette | |
April 1997 | Century Black | 7858-2 | CD | |
2002 | Century Media Records | 77158-2 | CD | Reissue |
2002 | Displeased Records | D-00115 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
2003
(Unofficial) (titled "Nattens Madrigal / Metamorphosis E.P.") |
Agat Company | A-UL97 | CD | |
2003 | Avantgarde Music | AV070 | CD | |
December 6th, 2007 | Mystic Empire | MYST CD 188 | CD | Reissue |
2009 | Century Media Records | 9979371 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 6 colors, Reissue |
2010 | Century Media Records | 9979961 / 77158-2 | 12" vinyl + CD | Limited edition, Reissue, Box set |
2010 | Century Media Records | 9979961 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 4 colors, Reissue, Remastered, Repress |
2010 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 622 | CD | Reissue |
2012 | Century Media Records | 7858-1 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue |
September 24th, 2013 | Virus Productions | VP016 | Cassette | Reissue, Limited edition, Tape box (A5) |
May 6th, 2015 | Inferna Profundus Records | IPR045 | Cassette | Limited edition, Reissue, Remastered |
April 3rd, 2016 | Century Media Records | 88985303951 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 4 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
2019 | Northeast Steel Industry Records | NESC-1801 / CMD77158 | CD | Reissue, Remastered |
July 15th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075950471 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 6 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
August 9th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075962881 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
Unknown | Century Media Records | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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The Trilogie: Three Journeyes Through the Norwegian Netherworlde
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1. | Bergtatt | 34:17 | Hide disc notes |
1. Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild 2. Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need 3. Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer 4. Capitel IV: Een Stemmer locker 5. Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene |
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2. | Kveldssanger | 35:29 | Hide disc notes |
1. Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane 2. Ord 3. Høifjeldsbillede 4. Nattleite 5. Kveldssang 6. Naturmystikk 7. A Capella (Sielens Sang) 8. Hiertets Vee 9. Klædt i Nattens Farver 10. Halling 11. Utreise 12. Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund 13. Ulvsblakk |
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3. | Nattens Madrigal | 43:58 | Hide disc notes |
1. I 2. II 3. III 4. IV 5. V 6. VI 7. VII 8. VIII |
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Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 7th, 1998 | Jester Records | TRICK 001 / TRICK 001 | 2CD | Slipcase |
1998 | Mystic Production | 176 | Cassette | |
May 1999
(Unofficial) (titled "Themes from William Blacke’s") |
Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2003
(Unofficial) (titled "Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell / 1st Decade in the Machines") |
Agat Company | A-UL99 | 2CD | |
2012 | Jester Records | TRICK 001 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Trickster G. | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Programming |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
E. Lancelot | Drums |
Hugh Steven James Mingay | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Knut Magne Valle | Cables, Wires, Sounds |
Stine Grytøyr | Vocals |
Falch | Vinyl scratching |
Ihsahn | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Samoth | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Fenriz | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
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Trickster G. | Producer, Engineering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Co-producer, Engineering |
Knut Magne Valle | Co-producer, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
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1. | The Argument Plate 2 | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | Plate 3 | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | Plate 3 Following | 01:33 | Show lyrics |
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil. Good is the passive that obeys reason. Evil is the active springing from energy. Good is heaven, evil is hell |
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4. | The Voice of the Devil Plate 4 | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | Plates 5-6 | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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6. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 6-7 | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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7. | Proverbs of Hell Plates 7-10 | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | Plate 11 | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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10. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 12-13 | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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11. | Plate 14 | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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12. | A Memorable Fancy Plate 15 | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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13. | Plates 16-17 | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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1. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. |
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2. | Intro | 02:27 | instrumental |
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3. | Plates 21-22 | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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4. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 22-24 | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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6. | A Song of Liberty Plates 25-27 | 26:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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52:13 |
Metamorphosis
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September 27th, 1999 | Jester Records | Trick 006 | CD | |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
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1. | Of Wolves and Vibrancy | 04:45 | |
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2. | Gnosis | 07:59 | Show lyrics |
Science - The new aristocracy Progress - The world is on the march Why shouldn’t it turn too? It’s the vision of numbers. We are moving towards the spirit. Certainly deserted: It’s the voice of the oracle, what I say. Understand, and not knowing how to express myself without using hidden words. I prefer to remain silent |
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3. | Limbo Central (Theme from Perdition City) | 03:36 | |
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4. | Of Wolves and Withdrawal | 08:54 | |
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25:14 |
Perdition City
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March 26th, 2000 | Jester Records | Trick 007 | CD | Enhanced |
March 26th, 2000 | Jester Records | Trick 007 | CD | Enhanced, Limited edition |
2000 | Mystic Production | MYST 272 | Cassette | |
2003
(Unofficial) (titled "Perdition City / Vargnatt") |
Agat Company | A-UL01 | CD | |
2009 | Jester Records | Trick 007 / Trick 007 | CD | Enhanced, Repress |
2010 | Jester Records | TRICK 007 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, White vinyl |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown | Jester Records | Digital |
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Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
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4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
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5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
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6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
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9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Silence Teaches You How to Sing
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September 3rd, 2001 | Jester Records | Trick 012 | CD | Limited edition |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Trickster G. Rex | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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24:05 |
Silencing the Singing
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December 4th, 2001 | Jester Records | Trick 016 / Trick 012 | CD | Limited edition |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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1. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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2. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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3. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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28:54 |
Teachings in Silence
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Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 2002 | Black Apple | BLK 003 | CD | |
March 2003 | Jester Records | TRICK029 | CD | |
2017 | Jester Records | TRICK029 | CD | Repress |
Unknown | Voices Music & Entertainment | Digital |
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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2. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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3. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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4. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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52:59 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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October 2002 | Jester Records | TRICK024CD / TRICK024 | CD | |
January 14th, 2003 | The End Records | TE031 | CD | |
April 2011 | Jester Records | TRICK024 | 12" vinyl | White vinyl, Reissue |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown | Voices Music & Entertainment | Digital |
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Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
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Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
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1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
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4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
1993-2003: 1st Decade in the Machines
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Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Merzbow | Remixing |
Lasse Marhaug | Remixing |
John Hegre | Remixing |
Peter "Pita" Rehberg | Remixing |
Fennesz | Remixing |
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1. | Crack Bug | 03:33 | |
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2. | A Little Wiser than the Monkey, Much Wiser than the Seven Men (Alexander Rishaug remix) | 07:56 | |
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3. | Track Slow Snow (Information remix) | 06:32 | |
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4. | Lyckantropen (The Third Eye Foundation remix) | 04:03 | |
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5. | Lost in Moments (Upland remix) | 02:41 | |
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6. | Bog’s Basil & Curry Powder Potatos Recipe (Bogdan Raczynski remix) | 05:05 | |
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7. | Der Alte (Martin Horntveth remix) | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Kapitel 13, Nummer 26: Hören und Verstehen Redner: Aber Sie haben doch das Wichtigste hinter sich, ein ganzes Leben voller Arbeit. Der Alte: Nichts als Arbeit. Redner: Sie sollten sich jetzt ausruhen. Der Alte: Man sollte eigentlich nicht mehr Leben. Redner: Das darf Ihre Familie nicht hören. Der Alte: Die leben alle ohne mich. Der Alte: Niemand fragt mich. Niemand redet... was machen wir morgen, wie steht es draußen. Der Alte: Die gehen aus... und ein. Laufen fort. Der Alte: Ich weiß nicht wohin. Ich weiß nie, was sie tun, was los ist. Redner: Natürlich. Sie sitzen immer nur da und sehen nicht so richtig, was um sie herum vorgeht. Der Alte: Gar nichts seh ich. Redner: Da haben Sie das Gefühl, dass das Leben an Ihnen vorbei geht... draußen auf der Straße. Der Alte: Auch hier... auch hier im Hause. Der Alte: Es ist schwer, alt zu sein. Der Alte: Keiner fragt den Alten. Es ist ein nutzloses Leben... verstehen Sie? Der Alte: Der junge Bauer braucht mich nicht mehr. Das ganze Haus braucht mich nicht mehr. Redner: Aber die Kinder kommen doch oft zu Ihnen, wollen dies und das. Redner: Manchmal reparieren sie ihnen ein kaputtes Spielzeug. Das habe ich selber schon gesehen. Der Alte: Jaha. Die Kinder... Redner: Das ist sehr viel. Was glauben sie, wie die Kinder sie vermissen würden, wenn sie ein mal nicht mehr da wären. Redner: Und dann - ha - dann... eben auch die anderen alle. Die sind jetzt natürlich daran gewöhnt, dass sie da sind. Redner: Aber den Verlust spürt man ja erst, wenn man etwas nicht mehr hat. Der Alte: Das sind schöne Worte. Der Alte: Es ist schwer, alt zu sein. Der Alte: Ich danke Ihnen. Der Alte: Kommen sie wieder... wenn Ihnen die Arbeit Zeit lässt, auf eine kleine Unterhaltung. Der Alte: Und wenn es Ihnen nicht zu langweilig ist, bei dem Alten. |
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8. | He Said - She Said (Neotropic remix) | 07:03 | |
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9. | I Love You, but I Prefer Trondheim (Parts 1-4) (A. Wiltzie vs. Stars of the Lid remix) | 10:22 | |
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10. | Only the Poor Have to Travel (Fennesz remix) | 04:11 | |
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11. | Ulvrmxsw5 (Pita remix) | 06:46 | |
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12. | Wolf Rotorvator (Jazzkammer remix) | 03:31 | |
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13. | The Descent of Men (V/Vm remix) | 02:23 | |
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14. | Vow Me Ibrzu (Merzbow remix) | 10:00 | |
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01:18:44 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
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August 26th, 2003 | Jester Records | TRICK026 | CD | |
August 26th, 2003 | The End Records | TE039 | CD | |
2007 | Flamme Noire | FN07 / VH08 | 10" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
January 17th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown | The End Records | Digital |
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Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
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1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
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3. | Vowels | 06:18 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:22 | instrumental |
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22:55 |
Svidd neger
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September 15th, 2003 | Jester Records | TRICK030 | CD | |
September 23rd, 2008 | Aesthetic Records | AES002 | Vinyl | Limited edition |
January 16th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 1st, 2013 | Jester Records | TRICK030 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Unknown | Voices Music & Entertainment | Digital |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
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Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
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1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
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2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
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3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
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4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
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5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
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6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
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8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
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9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
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10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
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11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
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12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
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13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
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14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
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15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
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16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
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32:39 |
Blood Inside
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June 6th, 2005 | Jester Records | TRICK033 | CD | Limited edition, Enhanced |
June 6th, 2005 | Jester Records | TRICK033 | CD | |
2005 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 013 / IVS010 / TRICK033 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 6 colors |
2005 | The End Records | TE058 | CD | |
2010 | Jester Records | TRICK 033 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Red transparent vinyl |
January 16th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2014 | Jester Records | TRICK033 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition, Picture disc |
Unknown | The End Records | Digital |
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Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
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2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
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4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
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5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
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6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
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9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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45:45 |
Shadows of the Sun
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 2nd, 2007 | Jester Records | Trick 041 | CD | |
October 2nd, 2007 | Jester Records | TRICK041 | CD | Limited edition, Leatherbook |
October 2nd, 2007 | The End Records | TE089 | CD | |
October 9th, 2007 | The End Records | Digital | ||
November 2007 | Modern Invasion Music | MIM 7358-2CD | CD | |
2010 | Jester Records | TRICK 041 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
July 6th, 2018 | House of Mythology | HOM 014 | Vinyl | Remastered, reissue |
Unknown | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
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3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
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8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
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39:54 |
February MMX
Members | |
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Guest/Session | |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (electric) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Februay MMX | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of World War II Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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04:12 |
Wars of the Roses
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 25th, 2011 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE170 / TRICK047 | CD | Super jewel case |
April 25th, 2011 | Jester Records | Digital | ||
April 25th, 2011 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE819 / TRICK047 | 12" vinyl | |
April 25th, 2011 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE169 / TRICK047 | CD | Limited edition, Digibook, Special edition |
January 16th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
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3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
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4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
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5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
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7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
The Norwegian National Opera
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 16th, 2012 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE509 | DVD + blu-ray | |
2012 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE238 | CD + DVD | Digibook |
2013 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE841 | 2 12" vinyls | |
April 15th, 2013 | Jester Records | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming, Percussion |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Electronics, Programming |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Grand Piano |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums, Percussion |
Christian Fennesz | Theremin, Guitars, Electronics |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fullard | Live sounds |
Erlend Gjertsen | Filming, Editing |
Kristin Bøyesen | Late additions, Live visuals |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Lars K. Lande | Photography |
Sarah Pickles | Photography |
Metastazis | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (DVD) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
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2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
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6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
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11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
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12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
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13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
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17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
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01:21:19 | |||
Disc 2 (Blu-ray) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
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2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
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01:21:19 |
Roadburn EP
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Mats Engen | Bass (track 1) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (track 1) |
Czral | Bass (track 2) |
Thomas Pettersen | Drums (track 2) |
Hansi Fritzner | Guitars (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antti Uusimaki | Mixing (track 1) |
Thomas Pettersen | Mixing (track 2) |
Richard Schouten | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:56 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Reverberation (Doubt) (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 03:02 | |
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05:58 |
Childhood’s End
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 28th, 2012 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE210 | CD | Digibook |
May 28th, 2012 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE210 | CD | |
May 28th, 2012 | Snapper Music | Digital | ||
2012 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2012 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 954 | CD | |
2012 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE826 | 2 12" vinyls |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Oddities and Rarities #1
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1. | Another Brick in the Wall (Part 1) (Pink Floyd cover) | 03:21 | |
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2. | Be Drunk | 04:16 | |
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3. | In the Kingdom of the Blind the One-Eyed Are Kings (Dead Can Dance cover) | 03:21 | |
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4. | Strange Ways (KISS cover) | 04:19 | |
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5. | The Night Before (Lee Hazlewood cover) | 03:11 | |
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6. | Thieves in the Temple (Prince cover) | 03:18 | |
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7. | Uno | 01:18 | |
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8. | Avhør | 03:28 | |
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9. | Brødre | 01:55 | |
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10. | Brødre Rev. | 02:00 | |
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11. | Flukt | 00:59 | |
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12. | Gravferd | 01:40 | |
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13. | David til Ulvene | 03:42 | |
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36:48 |
Live at Roadburn
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 12th, 2013 | Roadburn Records | RBR027 | CD | Limited edition, Digisleeve |
April 12th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
April 12th, 2013 | Roadburn Records | Digital | ||
April 2013 | Roadburn Records | RBR027 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Effects, Percussion |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Organ, Mellotron, Electric piano, Guitars (additional) (track 7), Voice (track 7) |
Guest/Session | |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Mats Engen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Danny Gras | Recording |
Kristian Vloet | Recording |
Robert de Lorijn | Producer |
Marcel van de Vondervoort | Producer |
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Love These are a few of the things I find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown Fly to the Moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown These are a few of the things l find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all, the things we used to love I realize there was not very much to love but that’s no reason, to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all, the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do, the things I want you to Don’t question me, it’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out, before you have to go It’s time your understood, I think you ought to know Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past |
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3. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone? (Gandalf cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have Known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that Can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone |
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4. | Soon There’ll Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be any more than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today, everything you want I swear it all will come true Today, I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here, I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here, I can’t use words they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you, all for you |
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6. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Fading to To the barriers of my existence Will I wait? Assume to fold Feed off me I live off your persistence Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away Every mirror Holds my illusion For any stranger to see Thrust the end Force my conclusion Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away x 3 Walk Away Away from me Walk away Walk Away Away from me Walk Away |
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7. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard wandering thunder like a crash in someone’s tin I can tell from the lightning’s flashing that the storm would not refrain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley a little voice called out my name I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance it was lost in the pouring rain Well I’m going back to the country Up on the mountains up on the rising side And if you should ever leave me Send me a letter with some love inside Where are you? Married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time in the skies and on the ground All the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound |
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8. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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9. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love, the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Too much to dream last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream I had too much to dream Oh, too much to dream |
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10. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I want to know If you would go To Magic Hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me To Magic Hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic... Magic... Must make the time Make it one time To what you are missing Magic delight Be on your side Fantastic prisms... Lights and colors lingering Spin, then touch They are splintering Magic... Uh..., it is magic... [Instrumental Bridge] Now my sight is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow? For through the dark I hear the lark of Magic Hollow Calling out her melody Veiled within my memory Magic... Hey yeah, magic... |
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11. | Impromptu Performance (Dedicated to Can) | 11:19 | instrumental |
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53:01 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 1st, 2013 | Jester Records | TRICK051 / NRP43 | CD | Limited edition |
August 1st, 2013 | Jester Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 1st, 2013 | Neuropa Records | NRP43 | CD | |
2013 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE268 | CD | Slipcase |
2013 | Kscope Music | KSCOPE267 | CD | Digipak |
August 18th, 2013 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 23rd, 2013 | Jester Records | TRICK051 | Vinyl | Black & white vinyl |
October 2013 | Jester Records | TRICK051 | CD + vinyl | Limited edition, Slipcase |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
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2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
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3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
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4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
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6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Terrestrials
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Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 4th, 2014 | Southern Lord Recordings | SUNN 200 | CD | |
February 4th, 2014 | Daymare Recordings | DYMC 211 | 2CD | Japan, Digipak |
February 4th, 2014 | Southern Lord Recordings | SUNN 200 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
February 3rd, 2014 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
February 3rd, 2014 | Southern Lord Recordings | Digital | ||
April 2014 | Southern Lord Recordings | SUNN 200 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
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1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
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2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
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3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
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35:15 |
Trolsk sortmetall 1993-1997
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Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 17th, 2014 | Century Media Records | 9983950 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Limited edition |
November 20th, 2014 | Century Media Records | CMD9983951 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue, Remastered |
August 16th, 2019 | Century Media Records | 19075950432 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Limited edition, Box set |
Members | |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Remastering |
Jaime Gomes Arellano | Remastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Remastering |
Metastazis | Layout |
Jon ’Metalion’ Kristiansen | Liner notes |
Chris Bruni | Liner notes |
Michael Moynihan | Liner notes |
Mark Pilkington | Liner notes |
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1. | Vargnatt | 28:07 | |
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2. | Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler | 34:17 | |
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3. | Kveldssanger | 40:36 | |
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4. | Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden | 43:58 | |
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5. | Nattens Madrigal - 4 track rehearsal, summer 1995 | 22:02 | |
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02:49:00 |
ATGCLVLSSCAP
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January 22nd, 2016 | House of Mythology | HOM 002 | CD | |
January 22nd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
January 22nd, 2016 | House of Mythology | HOM 002 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Gatefold vinyl |
January 22nd, 2016 | House of Mythology | Digital | ||
August 25th, 2016 | House of Mythology | HOM 002 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
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1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
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2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
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3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
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4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
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5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
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6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
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7. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
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8. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
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9. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
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10. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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11. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
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12. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
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01:20:01 |
Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 9th, 2016 | House of Mythology | HOM 007 | CD | |
December 9th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
December 9th, 2016 | House of Mythology | HOM007LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured |
December 9th, 2016 | House of Mythology | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Hardanger fiddle |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola, Cello, Fiddle, Hardanger fiddle |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wolframgrafik | Design, Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Kristoffer Rygg | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
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1. | Riverhead | 05:13 | instrumental |
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2. | Dark Alley | 01:34 | instrumental |
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3. | Road to Town | 02:26 | instrumental |
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4. | In a Wooden Coat | 03:08 | instrumental |
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5. | Idle Hands Are the Devil’s Playthings | 02:54 | instrumental |
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6. | Father’s Feud | 03:11 | instrumental |
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7. | In Memoriam | 03:00 | instrumental |
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8. | Stoke the Fire | 02:44 | instrumental |
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9. | Bored of Canada | 03:30 | instrumental |
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10. | Hard Standing | 01:55 | instrumental |
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11. | Stalking | 01:31 | instrumental |
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12. | A Waste of Your Father’s Life | 02:09 | instrumental |
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13. | Spiteful Things | 03:00 | instrumental |
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14. | The Hunt | 01:51 | instrumental |
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15. | Snake in the Grass | 04:07 | instrumental |
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42:13 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 7th, 2017 | House of Mythology | HOM 010 | CD | |
April 7th, 2017 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
April 7th, 2017 | House of Mythology | HOM 010LPT | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured |
April 7th, 2017 | House of Mythology | HOM 010LP | 12" vinyl | |
April 7th, 2017 | House of Mythology | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
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3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
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5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
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6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
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7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
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8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 11th, 2017 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
December 8th, 2017 | House of Mythology | Digital | ||
February 15th, 2018 | House of Mythology | HOM 012 | CD | |
December 7th, 2018 | House of Mythology | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors vinyl | |
December 7th, 2018 | House of Mythology | CD |
Members | |
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Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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14:58 |
Drone Activity
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 11th, 2019 | House of Mythology | HOM018 | CD | |
May 11th, 2019 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
May 11th, 2019 | House of Mythology | HOM018 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Percussion, Electronics |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics, Keyboards |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design, Layout |
Vegard Kleftås Sleipnes | Mastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Mixing |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | True North | 16:11 | instrumental |
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2. | Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea | 21:48 | instrumental |
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3. | Blood, Fire, Woods, Diamonds | 16:43 | instrumental |
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4. | Exodus | 15:50 | instrumental |
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01:10:32 |
Russian Doll
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 14th, 2020 | House of Mythology | Digital | ||
February 14th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOD | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Russian Doll | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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04:03 |
Little Boy
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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05:22 |
Nostalgia
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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05:20 |
Flowers of Evil
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM 023 | CD | |
August 28th, 2020 | Independent | Digital | ||
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | 12" vinyl | ||
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM023LPY | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM023LPC | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM023LPB | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM023LPG | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
August 28th, 2020 | House of Mythology | HOM023LPM | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Vargnatt
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C. Michael | Drums |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
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4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Vargnatt
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
C. Michael | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
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4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Vargnatt
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
C. Michael | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Vargnatt
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
C. Michael | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
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4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Vargnatt
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
C. Michael | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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Vargnatt
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Kris R. | Vocals |
A. Reza | Guitars (lead) |
Grellmund (R.I.P. 1996) | Guitars (rhythm) |
H. Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) |
C. Michael | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Robin | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
H. Jørgensen | Songwriting (track 3) |
J. H. Sværen | Lyrics (tracks 1, 2, 6) |
Kris R. | Cover art |
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1. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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2. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
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3. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
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4. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
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5. | Nattens madrigal | 06:28 | |
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6. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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28:07 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
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Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel 1: I troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel 2: Svelen gaaer bag uase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel 3: Een stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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4. | Capitel 4: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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5. | Capitel 5: Bergtatt - Ind i fieldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
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Original line-up | |
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Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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6. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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7. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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8. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
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9. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
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10. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
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11. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
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12. | A capella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
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13. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
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14. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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15. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
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16. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig |
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17. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
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18. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med |
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19. | Ulverytternes kamp | 06:30 | |
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Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
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Original line-up | |
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Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | Show lyrics | |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | Show lyrics | |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | Show lyrics | |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | Show lyrics | |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | Show lyrics | |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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Side B | |||
4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Capitel I: I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Capitel II: Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Capitel III: Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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Side B | |||
4. | Capitel IV: Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Capitel V: Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars |
Aismal | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Sverd | Piano |
Lill Kathrine Stensrud | Vocals, Flute |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristian Romsøe | Producer |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Tanya "Nacht" Stene | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Troldskog faren vild | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
De ventede Tøsens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde Følge Stiernernes Baner Ey hun skulde vildfare Blandt disse mørcke Graner Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig ofver dend fremmede Giæst Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Tankers Veemod At i Bergekongens Kammer tørstes efter Christenblod [De Underjordiske:] «Det nærmer sig stille: Een sørgeklæst Pige Sidder derinde med foldede Hænder Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige» Ofver hendes Hode Det drybber fra Qviist Draabe for Draabe som Blodet Fra Kroppen til Jesu Christ [Pigen:] «Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog Eg kjenn at i Kveld I Kveld tenkjer ingen paa meg» |
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2. | Soelen gaaer bag Aase need | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fjærnt til Ord som bli’r talt Et Stæd under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] «Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan’ bli saa lange Natte kjem snart atteved Teke meg i Fange» De Taaren dend fulgte hendes Savn Een Længsel hiem til siine Hun vilde saa gierne hafve dem i siin Favn Sorrigen sadte Rood i navnløs Piine Hun graader Hun falmer Hun seer ey paa Nattesti Hun falder i Sofn paa Moseseng Oc aldting tier Saa dæcker et Mulm Hendes Drømmers Stier |
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3. | Graablick blev hun vaer | 07:45 | Show lyrics |
Langveysfra blifver hun iagttagen Øine, mange Graablick Medens Maanen tavst glider [Pigen:] «Eg merkje kalde Øyne Kva er eg vár - maa være snar Før Trolldomskraft med Makt meg tar» Øine holder hende endnu Seer fra nysgierrig Fjærnhed Norsk Nat iiser Naar Lyd lig hylende Varg sætter Torden ruller (Angsten blusser) Verden er Sneen - stille Alleene hun aander Hierteslag banker Blodet iisner i Aarene [De Underjordiske:] «Sorrigens Kilde hviler Paa de torneklædte Træer Hun er saa vacker een Dyd Hendes Drøm Solspell indvier» Paa disse hvide Kinder Paa denne smiilforladte Mund Taarerne i Elver strømmer Naar Verden er i Blund |
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4. | Een Stemme locker | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag rankedæckede Stammer [Stemmen:] «Kom, om du vil! Kom i Mørcket! Mit sorte Øie skald vinde dig! Mit bløde Haar skald binde dig!» (Saa dragende, sugende Ord ...) [Pigen:] «O søde Røst, hvi væcker du Min hemmelige Smerte nu I disse stille Lunde?» [Stemmen:] «Tøs, hvad venter du her at vinde? Følg mig i Dalen need... Hvorledes kand du faae aff Minde Voor Lycke, voor Hiemmefred?» [Pigen:] «Eg forstaar ikkje - eg er saa rar ... ... Si maa eg - maa eg?» |
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5. | Bergtatt - ind i Fjeldkamrene | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hiælpe Oc med det een nye Pige de røfvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes Huus hun saae Saa kolde oc evigblaae Fjeldet tog hende ind Til sit haarde Graabergkind Igien herskede Natten dend sorte Oc nu er hun borte... Hun skriger med sidste Pust aff siin Stemme Een Epoche vi aldrig vil glemme - Een forstened Krop ... Maanen er borte Ocsaa Stiernerne ere sluknede Hu! det regner og det blæs; For langt nord i Fjellom Djupt under Hellom Der leikar det ... |
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34:17 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
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4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
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9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
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11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
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13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Ditenfor Sol og veftenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Bonfieldfvilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
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4. | Rattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldsvang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmnftikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Siertes Bee | 03:55 | instrumental |
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9. | Kledt i Rattens | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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Side B | |||
10. | Balling | 02:08 | instrumental |
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11. | Utrejte | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Cofu-or paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblaak | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | Show lyrics | |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | Show lyrics | |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | Show lyrics | |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | Show lyrics | |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | instrumental | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | Show lyrics | |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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Side B | |||
10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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14. | Synen | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Der du stod som ung Og rundt deg stønning tung Var skyggens trolske dans Kan hende leder den frem en tår Av det deg atter tiden giver Tiden vokst seg noen år Trass følelsen forbliver Du stod taus i sorte lunde Full av sorg og savn Fra din sjel er faldt av minde Og deg trolldom ville binde Den skatt du hadde ved navn Ah, synen I natt er den Den er under Jorden en gang |
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40:36 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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Side B | |||
10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
|||
12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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14. | Synen | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Der du stod som ung Og rundt deg stønning tung Var skyggens trolske dans Kan hende leder den frem en tår Av det deg atter tiden giver Tiden vokst seg noen år Trass følelsen forbliver Du stod taus i sorte lunde Full av sorg og savn Fra din sjel er faldt av minde Og deg trolldom ville binde Den skatt du hadde ved navn Ah, synen I natt er den Den er under Jorden en gang |
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40:36 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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Side B | |||
10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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14. | Synen | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Der du stod som ung Og rundt deg stønning tung Var skyggens trolske dans Kan hende leder den frem en tår Av det deg atter tiden giver Tiden vokst seg noen år Trass følelsen forbliver Du stod taus i sorte lunde Full av sorg og savn Fra din sjel er faldt av minde Og deg trolldom ville binde Den skatt du hadde ved navn Ah, synen I natt er den Den er under Jorden en gang |
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40:36 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
|||
10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
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12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Kveldssanger
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals |
Haavard | Guitars (acoustic) |
AiwarikiaR | Flute, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Alf Gaaskjønli | Cello |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Frk. Maria Jaquete | Cover art |
Kristian Romsøe | Co-producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Craig Morris | Mastering |
Haavard | Proc |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Maane Dit kommer du sent eller aldri Til Verdens Ende bærer det [repeated] English translations: "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" East of the sun and west of the moon There you will arrive late or never To the end of the world it goes |
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2. | Ord | 00:17 | Show lyrics |
Ikke bør den love aa vandre I mørket, Som ikke har sett natten English translations: "Words" Do not be the one who promises to wander in darkness, but has not seen the night |
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3. | Høyfjeldsbilde | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Nattleite | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Kveldssang | 01:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Naturmystikk | 02:56 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | A cappella (Sielens Sang) | 01:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Hiertets Vee | 03:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Kledt i Nattens Farger | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
Kan du mer enn ditt Fader Vaar Kaster du ingen skygge Ja, da har du lovet bort din sjel og vil til bestandighet Ha en med prillarhorn Som ser paa deg fra skyggen English translations: Do you know more than your prayers Do you not cast a shadow Yes, then you have given your soul away and will for eternity Have with you one with a "prillahorn*" That looks at you from the shadow *untranslatable; it is a kind of mythical horn |
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10. | Halling | 02:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Utreise | 02:57 | Show lyrics |
I blinde gaar jeg Redd meg, ikke La natten føre meg Bestandig English translations: "To Travel Out" Blind I walk Do not lead me home Let the night lead me Eternally |
|||
12. | Søfn-ør paa Alfers Lund | 02:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulvsblakk | 06:56 | Show lyrics |
Har du synen Kan du se at sola Ulvsblakk Har du synen Kan du se at Ulvsblakk Ulvsblakk Tida Stemmen har Djevelen Hahahhaha Ulvsblakk er med English translations: "Wolfblack / Wolfgrey" |
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35:29 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Band members | |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wolf & Fear | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | Wolf & The Devil | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | Wolf & Hatred | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | Wolf & Man | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | Wolf & The Moon | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | Wolf & Passion | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | Wolf & Destiny | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | Wolf & The Night | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
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1. | Wolf & Fear | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | Wolf & The Devil | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | Wolf & Hatred | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | Wolf & Man | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | Wolf & The Moon | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | Wolf & Passion | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | Wolf & Destiny | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | Wolf & The Night | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wolf & Fear | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | Wolf & the Devil | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | Wolf & Hatred | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | Wolf & Man | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | Wolf & the Moon | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | Wolf & Passion | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | Wolf & Destiny | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | Wolf & the Night | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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10. | Gnosis | 07:59 | Show lyrics |
Science - The new aristocracy Progress - The world is on the march Why shouldn’t it turn too? It’s the vision of numbers. We are moving towards the spirit. Certainly deserted: It’s the voice of the oracle, what I say. Understand, and not knowing how to express myself without using hidden words. I prefer to remain silent |
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11. | Limbo Central | 03:36 | |
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12. | Of Wolves & Withdrawal | 08:54 | |
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13. | Her Beginner Mine Art | 04:27 | |
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14. | Tragedies Trone | 04:37 | |
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Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (Vinyl) | |||
Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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Disc 2 (CD) | |||
1. | Hymn I - Wolf and Fear | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | Hymn II - Wolf and the Devil | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | Hymn III - Wolf and Hatred | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | Hymn IV - Wolf and Man | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | Hymn V - Wolf and the Moon | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | Hymn VI - Wolf and Passion | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | Hymn VII - Wolf and Destiny | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | Hymn VIII - Wolf and the Night | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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Side B | |||
3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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22:46 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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2. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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Side B | |||
3. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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4. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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21:12 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
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1. | I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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Side B | |||
5. | V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Garm | Vocals, Lyrics |
Aismal | Guitars |
Haavard | Guitars |
Skoll | Bass |
AiwarikiaR | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Helge Sten | Mixing |
Tania Stene | Cover art, Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Anders G. Offenberg, Jr. | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Hymne I | 06:16 | Show lyrics |
Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skjaer Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nær Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet Der vaer Døgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet I hendes Ljus, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ukjend Mackt Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende Djefvels Herold, han herjede Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandeæt forsvandt Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv, Han dræber, medens Afgrunden brager Forbandelsen er her visseligen Aff Djefvlen han bleff skjænked een Gave Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv Ey vaer han længer een Guds Slave Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave ---------- Amongst men words went Of the Full Moone’s woe. When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye From the lone winter’s colde They fear’d that the wolf was nigh Awakened its Majestie of olde Nights did pass when men claim’d the saw In Her light that he splits with the shadow he casts The shadow of a force unknown Howling at its God in splendoure infernall This Devil’s Herolde, he hunted the land And many a man disappear’d Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell He kills o’ver the rumbling Abyss The Curse is certayne The Beast below bestowed on him a gift And by Magick he to wolf was bound No more was he a slave to God At midnight treading on hollow grave |
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2. | Hymne II | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag ...Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e’en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred! |
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3. | Hymne III | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vild skaane Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden End dig - Der vild skiælve i hans vær I uselt Haab om at Huus er nær End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans stærke Viin Oc Siæl, hans hellige Trofé Faafængt han lader dig gyde Ut dit Blod i Smertens Sin Saa du som død ey Sofnloest kand Fortælde Frænder: "Ulven er ham!" Som Offer for Beistets Krav Dit Blod vild rende koldt som Bæcl i Grav Gud er ey her, men Døden nær Oc hvert Secund som her Er undt dig - Skimrer i et dobbelt Skiær Aff baade Liiv & Død Rasende lader han Bliket binde Løfter dit i Maaneskinnet ---------- O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!" Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine |
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4. | Hymne IV | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
Da Trolddomen bleff hæved - & need Paa Jorden han svæved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevægelse saa stoor at næsten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed først: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde følt i Ulvens Liiv De træller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvældens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guderøst hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dæmon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hiærte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkrøget I Vintrens Bund Fælder han al deris Glæde, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten væver Skald de ffromme atter falme ---------- The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev’rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten’d he was As he wander’d with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil’d Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear’d But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken’d sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O’er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men |
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5. | Hymne V | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I dende Nætters Nat Der hun hafvde besættende Glød, Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød, Hylder han hende med een Sang Dende Lidenskabens Hymne Vidner om det Baand Som nu invælder Natten in hand Aand Når Stjernerne varsler Grye Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye Oc Soelen stiiger frem Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen Som fra Faedres Offerbaal - Ustyrlig er da hans Sind! Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin, Du, Satans Soel, Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed Regiære, i kold, Ufattbar Mayestet ---------- Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie! |
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6. | Hymne VI | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt Han drager paa nye & farlig Færd Hans eeneste Sorrig være at han intet fandt Som vaer een Taare værdt Til han Medynk saae I hendes øine, der alt Lius vaer tendt Der al Glæde snart vaer endt Slig een Pige hellig, vacker Det brustne Blik flacker Hun kiændte Haabet brast Han viiger for bendes Blik Med een smertelig Mystik Fylder hende mod Hiærtenskiær Med hendes Ild ligger sort & død Ondskab qvalte hver een Glød Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han Men dend ha’r skabt een mæcktig Brand Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab Nyfødt bæres Maanen Frem Ofver det Sind som her bleff røfved Aff dend mørcke, Magi paa hende øfved Med rædde Skrit. mod ham - Dybt berørt: "Du Diefvlens Sendebud, som bærer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud, Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik, Du næring for min Siæl, som dør; Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, før Ieg viiser Kiændsler som ieg hafvde Angst For at nære før ieg bleff din Fangst" ---------- On he hunts with sorrow none For what hath passed is gone His sole regret the absence Of desires worthie his teares Until he saw pitie in her eyne Where all the light did shine And soone all joie should die Her glazed eyne did wander A mayden pure in grandeur Left alone & lost From her eyne he retreats Clad in mournfulle Mysterie He takes her heart in his But dark & dead is her light Evil took her fire’s breath Her embers were by him devour’d And inside of him a fire buildes Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad The Moone comes forth Born anew above her Soule - Stolen here by the dark, Binding Magick of olde Frighten’d she nears him, And speakes: Thou, messenger of the Devil, Who brings fear into lovers’ hearts, Thou, elixir to the hatred of men And air to my Soule, now dying; Leave me not, O shadow, Before I give myself away To these long denied desires, Thy gift to my dying heart |
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7. | Hymne VII | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Nu har han ey meer sin Drackt Saa rød som Viin & Blod Fro Viin & Blod vaer paa hans Haand Ved Sængen der han stood Hos Liiget aff sin elskede Dend Stund man fandt de to ---------- No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found |
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8. | Hymne VIII | 04:38 | Show lyrics |
Hafvde Kiærlighed lænkelagt Dend utæmmede Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger død Ingen Minder stiiger fra Graven brat Ingen Anger gliider giennem Siælens Nat Med Ydmyghedens Taarer smigrede hun Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede Hendes Væsen, lig et Lam Gik ham ey forbi For hun hafde rørt ved ham Øfved sin Magi Uagtet disse Siæle tvende Een hafvde at ende Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne Dage Ukuelig, dend Tørst Hinsidigt, det Begiær Nu drev han yr &map gal I sorthiærtet Kval Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans Længsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene ---------- Had Love fetter’d this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules With humble tears she flatter’d The Divinitie shes hated and fear’d Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch’d By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him These Soules twain Enforced one’s end Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart The winter’s colde Soone fulfill’d - And his yearning Towards a winter’s night Wandering alone, The Wolf |
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43:58 |
Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
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Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Programming |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
E. Lancelot | Drums |
Hugh Steven James Mingay | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Knut Magne Valle | Cables, Wires, Sounds |
Stine Grytøyr | Vocals |
Falch | Vinyl scratching |
Ihsahn | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Samoth | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Fenriz | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Engineering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Co-producer, Engineering |
Knut Magne Valle | Co-producer, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | The Argument Plate 2 | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | Plate 3 | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | Plate 3 Following | 01:33 | Show lyrics |
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil. Good is the passive that obeys reason. Evil is the active springing from energy. Good is heaven, evil is hell |
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4. | The Voice of the Devil Plate 4 | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | Plates 5-6 | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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6. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 6-7 | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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7. | Proverbs of Hell Plates 7-10 | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | Plate 11 | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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10. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 12-13 | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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11. | Plate 14 | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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12. | A Memorable Fancy Plate 15 | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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13. | Plates 16-17 | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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1. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. |
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3. | Plates 21-22 | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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4. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 22-24 | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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6. | A Song of Liberty Plates 25-27 | 26:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
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1. | The Argument Plate 2 | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | Plate 3 | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | Plate 3 Following | 01:33 | Show lyrics |
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil. Good is the passive that obeys reason. Evil is the active springing from energy. Good is heaven, evil is hell |
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4. | The Voice of the Devil Plate 4 | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | Plates 5-6 | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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6. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 6-7 | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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7. | Proverbs of Hell Plates 7-10 | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | Plate 11 | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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10. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 12-13 | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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11. | Plate 14 | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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12. | A Memorable Fancy Plate 15 | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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13. | Plates 16-17 | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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14. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. |
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16. | Plates 21-22 | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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17. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 22-24 | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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19. | A Song of Liberty Plates 25-27 | 26:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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Tore Ylwizaker | Programming |
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Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Co-producer, Engineering |
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Ihsahn | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Samoth | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Fenriz | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Knut Magne Valle | Cables, Wires, Sounds |
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1. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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4. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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6. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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7. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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9. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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1. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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2. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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3. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. (PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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4. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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5. | The Marriage of Heaven and Hell | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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6. | A Song of Liberty Performed by Ihsahn / Samoth / Fenriz | 26:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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Themes from William Blake’s The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
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Trickster G. | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Programming |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
E. Lancelot | Drums |
Hugh Steven James Mingay | Bass |
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Stine Grytøyr | Vocals |
Falch | Vinyl scratching |
Ihsahn | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Samoth | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Fenriz | Vocals (CD2 track 6) |
Knut Magne Valle | Cables, Wires, Sounds |
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Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Co-producer, Engineering |
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Audun Strype | Mastering |
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1. | The Argument Plate 2 | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | Plate 3 | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | Plate 3 Following | 01:33 | Show lyrics |
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil. Good is the passive that obeys reason. Evil is the active springing from energy. Good is heaven, evil is hell |
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4. | The Voice of the Devil Plate 4 | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | Plates 5-6 | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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6. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 6-7 | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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7. | Proverbs of Hell Plates 7-10 | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | Plate 11 | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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10. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 12-13 | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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1. | Plate 14 | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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2. | A Memorable Fancy Plate 15 | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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3. | Plates 16-17 | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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4. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. |
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6. | Plates 21-22 | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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7. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 22-24 | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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9. | A Song of Liberty Plates 25-27 | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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1. | The Argument Plate 2 | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted: and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb: and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth. Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes. Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility, and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden’d air; hungry clouds swag on the deep. |
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2. | Plate 3 | 02:48 | Show lyrics |
As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent: the eternal hell revives. And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise; |
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3. | Plate 3 Following | 01:33 | Show lyrics |
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil. Good is the passive that obeys reason. Evil is the active springing from energy. Good is heaven, evil is hell |
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4. | The Voice of the Devil Plate 4 | 02:49 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 4) All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors: 1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul 2. that energy call’d evil is alone from the body, & that reason, call’d good, is alone from the soul. 3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies. But following contraries to these are true: 1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call’d body is a portion of soul discern’d by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age. 2. energy is the only life and is from the body and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy. 3. energy is eternal delight. (PLATES 5-6) Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost, & the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den.) he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses, & the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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5. | Plates 5-6 | 02:31 | Show lyrics |
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling. And being restrain’d, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise Lost,& the governor or reason is call’d Messiah. and the original Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call’d the Devil or Satan, and his children are call’d Sin & Death. But in the book of Job, Milton’s Messiah is call’d Satan. For this history has been adopted by both parties. It indeed appear’d to reason as if desire was cast out, but the Devil’s account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ’s death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil’s party without knowing it. |
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6. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 6-7 | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 6-7) As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyment of genius, which to angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their proverbs: thinking that as the saying used in a nation mark its character. So the proverbs of hell shew the nature of infernal wisdom better than any description of buildings or garments. When I came home: on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of rock, with corroding fires He wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men & read by them on earth: how do you know bu ev’ry bird that cuts the airy way, is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five? |
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7. | Proverbs of Hell Plates 7-10 | 09:06 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 7-10) In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride’s cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool, & the sullen, frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now proved was only once imagin’d. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. Every thing possible to be beliv’d is an image of truth. The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who has suffer’d you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool’s reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The soul of sweet delight can never be defil’d. When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the contemptible. The crow wish’d every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning. Improve(me)nt makes strait road; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren. Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv’d. Enough! Or too much. (PLATE 11) The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a system was formed, which some took advantage of, & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it length they pronounc’d that the gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast. |
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8. | Plate 11 | 02:01 | Show lyrics |
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood; Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast. |
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10. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 12-13 | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 12-13) The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever they did not think at the time that they would be so misunderstood, & so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer’d: ’I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover’d the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded, & remain confirm’d, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.’ Then I asked: ’Does a firm perswasion that a thing is so, make it so?’ He replied: ’All poets believe that it does, & in ages of imagination this firm perswasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm perswasion of any thing.’ Then Ezekiel said: ’The philosophy of the east taught the first principles of human perception: some nations held one principle for the origin, & some another; we Israel taught that the poetic genius (as you now call it) was the first principle and all the others merely derivative, which was the cause of our despising the priests & philosophers of other countries, and prophecying that all gods would at last be proved to originate in ours & to be tributaries of the poetic genius; it was this that our great poet king David desired so fervently & invokes so pathetic’ly, saying this he conquers enemies & governs kingdoms; and we so loved our God, that we cursed in his name all the deities of surrounding nations and asserted that they had rebelled; from this opinions the vulgar came to thin that all nations would at last be subjected to the Jews. ’This’ he said ’like all firm perswasions, is come to pass; for all nations belive the Jews’ code and worship the Jews’ God, and what the greater subjection can be?’ I heard this with some wonder, & must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask’d Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works; he said none of equal value was lost. Ezekiel the same of his. I also asked Isaiah what made him go naked and bare foot three years? He answer’d: ’The same that made our friend Diogenes, the Grecian.’ I then asked Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side? He answer’d ’The desire of raising other men into perception of the infinite: this the North American tribes practise, & is he honest who resists his genius or conscience for this sake of present ease or gratification? (PLATE 14) The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern. |
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11. | Plate 14 | 02:08 | Show lyrics |
[plate 14] The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from hell. For the Cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment, but first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged; this I shall do by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in hell are salutary and in medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is. Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern |
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12. | A Memorable Fancy Plate 15 | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
(PLATE 15) I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was a dragon-man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave’s mouth; within, a number of dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a viper folding round the rock & the cave, and others were adorning it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite; around were numbers of eagle-like men, who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were lions of flaming fire, raging around & melting the metals into living fluids. In the fifth chamber were unnam’d forms, which cast the metals into the expanse. There they receiv’d by men who occupied the sixth chamber, and took the forms of book & were arranged in libraries. (PLATES 16-17) The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific?’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth, & they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats! & He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword.’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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13. | Plates 16-17 | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
[plates 16-17] The giants who formed this world into its sensual existence and now seem to live in it in chains, are in truth the causes of its life & the sources of all activity; but the chains are the cunning of weak and tame minds which have power to resist energy, according to the proverb, the weak in courage is strong in cunning. Thus one portion of beings is the prolific, the other the devouring: to the devourer it seems as if the producer was in his chains: but it is no so, he only takes portions of existence and fancies that the whole. But the prolific would cease to be prolific unless the devourer, as a sea received the excess of his delights. Some will say: ’Is not God alone the prolific? ’ I answer: ’God only acts & is, in existing beings or men’. These two classes of men are always upon earth,& they should be enemies: whoever tries to reconcile them seeks to destroy existence. Religion is an endeavour to reconcile the two. Note: Jesus Christ did not wish to unite, but to seperate them, as in the parable of sheep and goats!& He says: ’I came not to send peace, but a sword. ’ Messiah or Satan or tempter was formerly thought to be one of the antediluvians who are our energies. |
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14. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 | 11:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 17-20) An angel came to me and said: ’O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career.’ I said: ’Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable.’ So he took me thro’ a stable & thro’ a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro’ the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether sky appear’d beneath us. & we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: ’If you please we will commit ourselves to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if you will not, I will?’ But he answered: ’Do not presume, o young-man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.’ So I remain’d with him, sitting in a twisted root of an oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from corruption; & the air was full of them, & seem’d composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said: ’Between the black & white spiders’ but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro’ the deep. Black’ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew black as a sea, & rolled with a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen but a black tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones’ throw from us appear’d and sunk again the scaly fold of a monstrous serpent; at last, to the east, distant about three degrees, appear’d a fiery crest above the waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we discover’d two globes of crimson fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his forehead was divided into streaks of green & purple like those on a tyger’s forehead: soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam, tinging the black deep with beams of blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb’d up from his station into the mill; I remain’d alone; & then this appearance was no more, but I found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight hearing a harper, who sung to the harp; & his theme was: ’The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind.’ But I apose and sought for the mill, & there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ’All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ He lugh’d at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms, & flew westerly thro’ the night, till we were elevated above the earth’s shadow; then I flung myself with him directly into the body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand Swedenborg’s volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest, & then leap’d into the void between Saturn & fixed stars. ’Here’, said I, ’Is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call’d.’ Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open’d the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter’d; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain’d by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour’d, by plucking off first one limb and then another, till the body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness, they devour’d too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy’d us both, we went into the mill, & in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotele’s analytics. So the angel said: ’Thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answered: ’We impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only analytics.’ Opposition is true friendship. |
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16. | Plates 21-22 | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 21-22) I have always found that angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes is new; Tho’ it is only the contents or index of already publish’d books. A man carried a monkey about for a shew, & because he was a little wiser than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev’d himself as much wiser than seven men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the folly of churches & exposes hypocrites, till he imagines that all religious, & himself the single one on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one net truth, now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all hate religion. For he was incapable thro’ his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a recapitulation of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more sublime but not further. Have now another plain fact. Any man of mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen, produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg’s, and from those of Dante or Shakespeare an infinite number. But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine. |
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17. | A Memorable Fancy Plates 22-24 | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 22-24) Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter’d these words: ’The worship of God is: honouring His gifts in other men. Each according to his genius, and loving the greatest men best: those who envy or caluminate great men hate God; for there is no other God,’ The angel hearing this became almost blue, but mastering himself grew yellow. & at last white, pink, & smiling, and then replied: ’Thou idolater, is not God one? & Is not He visible in Jesus Christ? And has not Jesus Christ given his sanction to the law of ten commandments, and are not all other men fools, sinners & nothings?’ The devil answer’d: ’Bray a fool in a mother with wheat. Yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if Jesus Christ is the greatest man, you ought to love him in the greatest degree; now hear how He has given His sanction to the law of ten commandments: did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the sabbath’s god? Murder those who were murdered because of Him? Turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery? Steal the labour of others to support him? Bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate? Covet when He pray’d for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them? I tell you, no virtue can exist without breaking these ten commandments. Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules! When He had so spoken, I beheld the angel who stretched out his arms, embracing the flame of fire & he was consumed and arose as Elijah. Note: this angel who is now become a devil, is my particular friend; we often read the bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense which the world shall have if they behave well. I have also the bible of hell, which the world shall have whether they will or no. One law for the lion & ox is oppression. |
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19. | A Song of Liberty Plates 25-27 | 26:23 | Show lyrics |
(PLATES 25-27) 1. The eternal female groan’d! It was heard all over the earth. 2. Albion’s coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! 3. Shadows of prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean: France, rend down thy dungeon; 4. Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome; 5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror, howling; 8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barr’d out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 9. Flag’d with grey brow’d snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings wav’d over the deep. 10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl’d the new born wonder thro’ the starry night. 11. The fire, the fire is falling! 12. Look up! Look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance: O Jew. Leave counting gold! Return to thy oil and wine. O African! Black African! (Go, winged thought, widen his forehead) 13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea. 14. Wak’d from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away; 15. Down rush’d, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey brow’d councellors, thunderous warriors, curl’d veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants: banners, castles, slings, and rocks. 16. Falling, rushing, ruining! Buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens; 17. All night beneath the ruins, then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king. 18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts thro’ the waste wilderness, he promulgates his ten commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay, 19. where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, 20. spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: empire is no more! And now the lion & wolf shall cease. (CHORUS) Let the priests of the raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call the virginity that wishes but acts not! For every thing that lives is holy. |
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Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | Of Wolves and Vibrancy | 04:45 | |
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2. | Gnosis | 07:59 | Show lyrics |
Science - The new aristocracy Progress - The world is on the march Why shouldn’t it turn too? It’s the vision of numbers. We are moving towards the spirit. Certainly deserted: It’s the voice of the oracle, what I say. Understand, and not knowing how to express myself without using hidden words. I prefer to remain silent |
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Metamorphosis
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2. | Gnosis | 07:59 | Show lyrics |
Science - The new aristocracy Progress - The world is on the march Why shouldn’t it turn too? It’s the vision of numbers. We are moving towards the spirit. Certainly deserted: It’s the voice of the oracle, what I say. Understand, and not knowing how to express myself without using hidden words. I prefer to remain silent |
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Perdition City
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Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
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Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
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Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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10. | Her begynner mine arr... | 03:12 | |
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11. | Tragediens trone | 04:01 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Trollskogen | 04:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Ulverytternes kamp | 05:40 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Nattens madrigal | 04:49 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Vargnatt | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Vokt dere Menneske og dyr For vargene jager i natt Bukrygget jager vi Gjennom mørketidas endeløse dager Kulda er nådeløs Frostøyken viser vei Vargene jager videre Fimbulvinteren er vårt paradis Her hersker vi Under evig is Når Valhalls vegger slår sprekker Jager vargene videre Vi er mange. og alene Lik Odins tapte øye Ragnarokk kaller Og Yggdrasil faller Vokt dere Mennesker og dyr For vargene jager i natt |
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01:19:59 |
Perdition City
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
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2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
|||
7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
|||
2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
|||
7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
|||
8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
|||
2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
|||
3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
|||
7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
|||
8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Perdition City
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Trickster G. | Vocals, Synthesizers, Drums |
Tore Ylwizaker | Synthesizers, Piano, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Rolf Erik Nystrøm | Saxophone (tracks 1, 7) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars |
Bård Eithun | V-Drums (track 5) |
Kåre J. Pedersen | Drums (track 2) |
Ivar H. Johansen | Drums (track 9) |
Øystein Moe | Bass (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trickster G. | Producer, Photograhpy |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer, Mixing |
Bård Torgersen | Photography |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Esben Johansen | Photography (cover) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lost in Moments | 07:16 | Show lyrics |
What’s the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we’ve been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had talked about Every detail of every moment that had passed Ready One, two |
|||
2. | Porn Piece or the Scars of Cold Kisses | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
|||
3. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Tomorrow Never Knows | 07:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Future Sound of Music | 06:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | We Are the Dead | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can’t sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing’s hollow role shall not slide in on the scene in the solitary theater. And the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead. On the tape filled with buzz and cosmic noise you can hear their remote voices form German words; they say: Wir sind die Toten, which is true, whoever they might be. The total inaccessibility of silence, it shines in the wallmirror when you’ve left, and disappears when you return. No silence in death’s silence. |
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7. | Dead City Centres | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
You’re taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move through the shadows In this lowlife realm of freaks and psychos Only the tough or the streetwise survive And you might be big, but to stay big You’ve got to keep moving, stay sharp and hit first Enter a deadly future where no prisoners are taken And the killing never stops Enter the underworld |
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8. | Catalept | 02:15 | instrumental |
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9. | Nowhere / Catastrophe | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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53:31 |
Silence Teaches You How to Sing
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Trickster G. Rex | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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24:05 |
Silence Teaches You How to Sing
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Trickster G. Rex | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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24:05 |
Silencing the Singing
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1. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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2. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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3. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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28:54 |
Silencing the Singing
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1. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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2. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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3. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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28:54 |
Teachings in Silence
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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2. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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3. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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4. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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52:59 |
Teachings in Silence
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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2. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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3. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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4. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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52:59 |
Teachings in Silence
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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2. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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3. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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52:59 |
Teachings in Silence
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1. | Silence Teaches You How to Sing | 24:05 | |
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2. | Darling Didn’t We Kill You? | 08:52 | |
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3. | Speak Dead Speaker | 09:33 | |
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4. | Not Saved | 10:29 | |
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52:59 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
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4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
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4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
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4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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Side B | |||
7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
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4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
Lyckantropen Themes
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Kim Sølve | Artwork (2011 vinyl edition) |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | NOFVJ0224010 | 01:21 | |
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2. | NOFVJ0224020 | 01:37 | |
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3. | NOFVJ0224030 | 07:13 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | NOFVJ0224040 | 02:14 | |
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5. | NOFVJ0224050 | 04:48 | |
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6. | NOFVJ0224060 | 02:41 | |
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7. | NOFVJ0224070 | 02:38 | |
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8. | NOFVJ0224080 | 04:17 | |
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9. | NOFVJ0224090 | 05:50 | |
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10. | NOFVJ0224100 | 03:44 | |
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36:23 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
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1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
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3. | Vowels | 06:18 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:22 | instrumental |
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22:55 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
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3. | Vowels | 06:18 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
22:55 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | Vowels | 06:18 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
22:55 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
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3. | Vowels | 06:29 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:23 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
23:07 |
A Quick Fix of Melancholy
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rune Mortensen | Design, Layout |
Helene Iove | Artwork |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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2. | Doom Sticks | 04:40 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Vowels | 06:18 | Show lyrics |
Loveless vessels We vow Solo love We see Love solve loss Else we see Love sow woe Selves we woo We lose Losses we levee We owe We sell Loose vows So we love Less well So low So level Wolves evolve |
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4. | Eitttlane | 05:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
22:55 |
Svidd neger
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
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9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
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11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
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12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
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13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
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14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
32:39 |
Svidd neger
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
32:39 |
Svidd neger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
32:39 |
Svidd neger
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
32:39 |
Svidd neger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ingar Hunskaar | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Preface | 01:42 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Ante Andante | 00:53 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Comedown | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Surface | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Somnam | 02:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Wild Cat | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Rock Massif Pt. I | 01:41 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Rock Massif Pt. II | 02:05 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Poltermagda | 00:28 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Mummy | 01:02 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Burn the Bitch | 00:52 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Sick Soliloquy | 00:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Waltz of King Karl | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Sadface | 02:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Fuck Fast | 00:20 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Wheel of Conclusion | 06:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
32:39 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
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2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
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4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
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5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
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6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
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9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
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2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
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4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
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4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
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Side B | |||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
|||
4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
|||
4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
|||
4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
|||
4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Blood Inside
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Performer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Performer |
Jørn H. Sværen | Performer |
Guest/Session | |
Maja S. K. Ratkje | Choir (track 8) |
Jeff Gauthier | Violin (track 8) |
Czral | Drums (track 9) |
Håvard Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 1, 2, 8) |
Bosse | Guitars (lead) (track 2) |
Knut Aalefjaer | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 3, 9) |
Mike Keneally | Guitars (tracks 3, 9) |
Andreas Mjøs | Vibraphone (tracks 4, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Ronan Chris Murphy | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Dressed in Black | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago |
|||
2. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
3. | Christmas | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
A god is born and others die. What is Has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities And what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground And crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy A new god is a word - or the mere sound Don’t seek and don’t trust, for all is mystery. |
|||
4. | Blinded by Blood | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends |
|||
5. | It Is Not Sound | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded |
|||
6. | The Truth | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
|||
8. | Your Call | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don’t be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting |
|||
9. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
45:45 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
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3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
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8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
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39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
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3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
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8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
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39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
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8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
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39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
|||
4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
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8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
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39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
|||
4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
|||
5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
|||
6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
|||
8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
|||
9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
|||
39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
|||
4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
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5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
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Side B | |||
6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
|||
8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
|||
9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
|||
39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
|||
2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
|||
4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
|||
5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
|||
8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
|||
9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
|||
39:54 |
Shadows of the Sun
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Christian Fennesz | Supplemental shimmer (track 4) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (acoustic) (track 4), Guitars (tracks 3, 7) |
Pamelia Kurstin | Theremin (tracks 1, 8) |
André Orvik | Violin |
Dorthe Dreier | Viola |
Hans Josef Groh | Cello |
Vegard Johnsen | Violin (tracks 1, 4, 9) |
Mathias Eick | Trumpet (tracks 2, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Audun Strype | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
|||
2. | All the Love | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died For nothing Leaving their wives And their children For love The only thing That makes us human |
|||
3. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
|||
4. | Vigil | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
For all who used to be And now are In the dark Light a candle And say their name One last time Let them go We will follow When time comes To pray for life To begin again A flower Will open On the grave |
|||
5. | Shadows of the Sun | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
The shadows Shadows Of the dead In the silence In the night Close your eyes And see the stars The shadows And tremors Of the sun |
|||
6. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
7. | Solitude (Black Sabbath cover) | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
My name it means nothing my fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now they are gone Oh where can I go to and what can I do? Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you You just laughed when I begged you to stay I’ve not stopped crying since you went away The world is a lonely place - you’re on your own Guess I will go home - sit down and moan. Crying and thinking is all that I do Memories I have remind me of you |
|||
8. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
|||
9. | What Happened? | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
Out of nothing I understand Who I am I think I have been Here before I know What you have done To the world Your face It is in your hands Like everything Crying What happened To us here |
|||
39:54 |
Wars of the Roses
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
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3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
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4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
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5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
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7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
Wars of the Roses
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
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3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
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4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
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5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
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7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
Wars of the Roses
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
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3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
|||
4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
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Side B | |||
5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
|||
7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
Wars of the Roses
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
|||
3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
|||
4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
|||
5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
|||
6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
|||
7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
Wars of the Roses
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Daniel Quill | Violin (tracks 2, 3, 5) |
Alex Ward | Clarinet (tracks 2, 3) |
Steve Noble | Drums, Percussion (tracks 2, 7) |
Attila Csihar | Vocals (track 3) |
Emil Huemer | Guitars (track 4) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Anders Møller | Percussion (track 6) |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Siri Stranger | Vocals (track 3) |
Stephen Thrower | Clarinet (track 7) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 1, 4), Bass (tracks 3, 4), Guitars (acoustic), Lap steel guitar (track 6) |
Stian Westerhus | Bowed electric guitar (tracks 2, 3, 7), Guitars (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Artwork |
Keith Waldrop | Lyrics (tracks 6, 7) |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Mixing (track 7), Producer |
Kristoffer Rygg | Producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Producer |
Espen Berg | Mastering |
John Fryer | Co-producer, Mixing (tracks 1-6) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | February MMX | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of WWII Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence |
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2. | Norwegian Gothic | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
This is a history Of pride and romance Such an eerie fantasy When you think about it Sins of our fathers Their land and nature Amusement and abuse In the old farm house The good wishes In black and white Photos of ghosts And the family tree In a circle of fire Traditions dance Maidens to the altar Of milk and honey Slaughtered goats Fucking in the woods The blood runs deep This is our heritage |
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3. | Providence | 08:12 | Show lyrics |
We drink and drink A subtle poison More in sorrow Than in anger Our skin is so thin And left to love The sentence we serve Our masks discarded The blind rage of youth The black starry eyes All animal passions Covering up the truth There is no deliverance Providence is lost |
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4. | September IV | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
The family is gathering In silent prayer Before the bed Where he is laid out Beautiful in black And closed eyes Only a boy And a brother And a lover And a son His sudden And violent death Leaving us without words And looking away From the mother And the father Left alone to go through A great grief forever Vegard in memoriam |
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5. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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6. | Island | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
How did we end So far out Past praying And past recall To believe in nothing Is a faith in itself A lighthouse In the eye of the storm The nightmare Of the nightmare To follow the signal Of a ghost ship Our names are Written in water The knowledge Is all around us We came here To be washed away |
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7. | Stone Angels | 14:53 | Show lyrics |
Angels go - we Merely stray, image of A wandering deity, searching for Wells or for work. They scale Rungs of air, ascending And descending - we are a little Lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as Horizon. Statements, Yes - but what they stand for Is long fallen. Angels of memory: they point To the death of time, not Themselves timeless, and without Recall. Their Strength is to stand Still, afterglow Of an old religion. One can imagine them Sentient - that is to say, we may Attribute to stone-hardness, one after the Other, our own five senses, until it spring To life and Breathe and sneeze and step Down among us. But in fact, they are The opposite of perception: we Bury our gaze in them. For all my Sympathy, I Suppose they see Nothing at all, eyeless to indicate Our calamity, breathless and graceful Above the ruins they inspire. I could close my eyes now and Evade, maybe, the blind Fear that their wings hold. The visible body expresses our Body as a whole, its Internal asymmetries, and also the broken Symmetry we wander through. With practice I might Regard people and things - the field Around me - as blots: objects For fantasy, shadowy but Legible. All these Words have other meanings. A little Written may be far too Much to read. A while and a while and a while, after a While make something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and Without knowing quite what they Mean, I select my Four ambassadors: my Double, my shadow, my shining Covering, my name. The graven names are not their Names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly Engraved, is a question To beg. Blemishes on exposed Surfaces - perpetual Corrosion - enliven features Fastened to the stone. Expecting nothing without Struggle, I come to expect nothing But struggle. The primal Adam, our Archetype - light at his back, heavy Substance below him - glanced Down into uncertain depths, fell in Love with and fell Into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints Of passing events. Lord, How our information Increaseth. I see only A surface - complex enough, its Interruptions of Deep blue - suggesting that the earth Is hollow, stretched around What must be all the rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few Elements which Combine, like tricks of light, to Sketch the barest outline. But my Void is lavish, breaking Its frame, tempting me always to Turn again, again, for each Glimpse suggests more and more in some Other, farther emptiness. To reach empty space, think Away each object - without destroying Its position. Ghostly then, with Contents gone, the Vacuum will not, as you Might expect, collapse, but Hang there, Vacant, waiting an inrush of Reappointments seven times Worse than anything you know, seven other dimensions Curled into our three. But time empties, on Occasion, more quickly than That. Breathe in our out. No Motion moves. Trees go down, random and Planted, the Way we think. The sacrificial animal is Consumed by fire, ascends in greasy Smoke, an offering To the sky. Earthly Refuse assaults Heaven, as we are contaminated by Notions of eternity. It is as if A love letter - or everything I Have written - were to be Torn up and the pieces Scattered, in Order to reach the beloved. No entrance after Sundown. Under how vast a Night, what we call day. What stands still is merely Extended - what Moves is in space. Immobile figures, here in a Race with death gloom about their Heads like a dark nimbus. Still, they do - while standing - Go: they’ve a motion Like the flow of water, like Ice, only slower. Our Time is a river, theirs The glassy sea. They drift, as We do, in this garden so swank, so grandly Indiscriminate. Frail Wings, fingers too fragile. Their faces Freckle, weathering. Pure spirit, saith the Angelic Doctor. But not these Angels: pure visibility, hovering, Lifting horror into the day, To cancel and preserve it. The worst death, worse Than death, would be to die, leaving Nothing unfinished. Somewhere in my life, there Must have been - buried now under Long accumulation - some extreme Joy which, never spoken, cannot Be brought to mind. How else, in this Unconscious city, could I have Such a sense of dwelling? I would Raise... What’s the opposite Of Ebenezer? Night, with its crypt, its Cradlesong. Rage For day’s end: impatience, Like a boat in the evening. Toward The horizon, as Down a sounding line. Barcarolle, Funeral march. Nocturne at high noon. |
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45:30 |
The Norwegian National Opera
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming, Percussion |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Electronics, Programming |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Grand Piano |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums, Percussion |
Christian Fennesz | Theremin, Guitars, Electronics |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fullard | Live sounds |
Erlend Gjertsen | Filming, Editing |
Kristin Bøyesen | Late additions, Live visuals |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Lars K. Lande | Photography |
Sarah Pickles | Photography |
Metastazis | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (DVD) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:21:19 | |||
Disc 2 (Blu-ray) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:21:19 |
The Norwegian National Opera
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming, Percussion |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Electronics, Programming |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Grand Piano |
Guest/Session | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums, Percussion |
Christian Fennesz | Theremin, Guitars, Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fullard | Live sounds |
Erlend Gjertsen | Filming, Editing |
Kristin Bøyesen | Late additions, Live visuals |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Lars K. Lande | Photography |
Metastazis | Artwork |
Sarah Pickles | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (CD) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 04:52 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:11 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:19 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:02 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Hallways of Always | 06:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | England | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 05:19 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 09:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 03:06 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:19:45 | |||
Disc 2 (DVD) | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
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4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
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7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:21:19 |
The Norwegian National Opera
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming, Percussion |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Electronics, Programming |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Grand Piano |
Guest/Session | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums, Percussion |
Christian Fennesz | Theremin, Guitars, Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fullard | Live sounds |
Erlend Gjertsen | Filming, Editing |
Kristin Bøyesen | Late additions, Live visuals |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Metastazis | Artwork |
Lars K. Lande | Photography |
Sarah Pickles | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
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3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
|||
9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
47:19 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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3. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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4. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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Side B | |||
5. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:00 |
The Norwegian National Opera
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming, Percussion |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Electronics, Programming |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Grand Piano |
Guest/Session | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums, Percussion |
Christian Fennesz | Theremin, Guitars, Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Chris Fullard | Live sounds |
Erlend Gjertsen | Filming, Editing |
Kristin Bøyesen | Late additions, Live visuals |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Lars K. Lande | Photography |
Metastazis | Artwork |
Sarah Pickles | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Moon Piece | 07:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eos | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side Under the moon The wolves gather |
|||
3. | Let the Children Go | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
We hold each other In the dead of night And the end Begins When innocence dies In their eyes Asking us why Must they die And live And love And life Goes on After the sun sets The time to sleep Without dreams We have nothing |
|||
4. | Little Blue Bird | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Little bird in blue worlds Spinning things with wings Beating the sacred heart Running cold and scared Wanting warmer weather To leave all winter behind The cutting edge of the sword In blood of the burning heart Nailed into unholy ground And the skies going under Over paradise is offering Something to prevent nothing Little bird in white worlds Singing nothing to hear Without heed of the heart Cut by the swords of heaven |
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5. | Rock Massif | 02:35 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | For the Love of God | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come |
|||
7. | In the Red | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white |
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8. | Operator | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god’s sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line |
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9. | Funebre | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
There is a circle Around the cross A flight of steps Into the earth A black hole A string of music Hung from a willow Weeping Over the wood And the bones Burning In memory of A missing person An angel A flight of ravens Into the sunset |
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10. | Excerpts of Silence | 03:15 | instrumental |
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11. | A Memorable Fancy | 03:09 | instrumental |
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12. | Hallways of Always | 06:35 | instrumental |
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13. | England | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game |
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14. | A Cold Kiss | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I remember walking, one side of town to the other Alone one night in January... or February It’s like in an old movie from some other land It lasted for hours Only streelights And the grating of gravel in pedestrian subways I remember some trees which stood black and naked Weatherbeaten hollows of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss Stung in the cold long after |
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15. | Like Music | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
I want you To tell me Who you are In your dreams Who is there And is it beautiful Like music Do you know If it is a word Is it love Does it hurt Deep inside Like music Can you hear it It is fading |
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16. | Not Saved | 10:29 | instrumental |
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17. | The Leg Cutting Piece | 05:59 | instrumental |
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01:21:19 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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10. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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11. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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12. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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13. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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14. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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15. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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16. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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53:52 |
Childhood’s End
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Lars Christian Folkvord | Bass (track 2) |
Anders Møller | Tambourine (track 8), Shaker (tracks 8, 9), Congas (track 11) |
Espen Jørgensen | Guitars (tracks 2, 5, 10, 15), Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 5, 10) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitar effects (additional) (track 2), Guitars (additional) (track 16) |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars (tracks 11, 13), Guitars (acoustic) (track 11) |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronic effects (tracks 12, 13, 16) |
Mats Engen | Bass (tracks 3-7, 9-16), Vocals (backing) (tracks 7, 15) |
Ingvild Langgård | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12, 14, 16) |
Lars Pedersen | Drums (tracks 2, 5, 7, 10, 15) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (female) (track 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art, Design |
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If I wait awhile. Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile. Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in may, Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile. Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile. Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play. Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down. Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown. These are a few of the things l find joy, Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | Everybody’s Been Burned (The Byrds cover) | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Everybody’s been burned before Everybody knows the pain Anyone in this place Can tell you to your face Why you shouldn’t try to love someone Everybody knows it never works Everybody knows and me I know that door that shuts Just before you get to the dream You see... I know all too well How to turn, how to run How to hide behind A bitter wall of blue But you die inside If you choose to hide So I guess instead, I’ll love you |
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3. | The Trap (Bonniwell’s Music Machine cover) | 02:33 | Show lyrics |
Vaguely reminiscent in the prescense of my mind.. Is the trap, the trap, the trap And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap Catch’em all the fleeting thing, we know his peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone So you see reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap Loneliness is a gentle room Loneliness is a gentle room Somehow comes undone |
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4. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all the things we used to do I realize there was not very much to love But that’s no reason to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do the things I want you to Don’t question me It’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out before you have to go It’s time you understand I think you ought to know Give me another chance I’ll love you more than in the past |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before Today I know what I want to do but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be anymore than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true Today I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here I can’t use words, they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you all for you... |
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Side B | |||
6. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone (Gandalf cover) | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark alone |
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7. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 02:54 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone |
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8. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, The night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, Like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, The storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, A little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain. Well I’m going/ Back to the country/ Up on the mountains/ Up on the rising side/ And if you/ Should ever leave me/ Send me a letter/ With some love inside/ Where are you married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, The night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, And I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, It was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time, In the skies and on the ground... All the fires changed motivation, Yet I burned to love that sound. |
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9. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Dark Is the Bark (The Left Banke cover) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree) Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree) La, la, la, la |
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2. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me to magic hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic, magic Must make the time Make it one time to what you are missing Magic delight beyond your sights Fantastic prisons Lights and colors lingering Spin them, touch, they are splintering Magic, it’s magic My side is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow Follow through the dark I hear the lark of magic hollow Calling out a melody Veiled within my memory Magic, magic |
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3. | Soon There Will Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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4. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 02:44 | |
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Side B | |||
5. | Lament of the Astral Cowboy (Curt Boettcher cover) | 02:14 | |
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6. | I Can See the Light (Les Fleur de Lys cover) | 03:14 | |
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7. | Where Is Yesterday (The United States of America cover) | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Miserere eis. Agunus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Donna eis requiem.) Do you remember what you said and did a thousand years ago? Where is yesterday? Do you remember what you said and did a thousand weeks ago? Where is yesterday? Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find; Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find; All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind; Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find. Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again? Where is yesterday? A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can’t remember when? Where is yesterday? Here is only waiting for a day that went before Here is only waiting for an answer at the door; Here is only living without knowing why for sure. Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore. |
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21:55 |
Live at Roadburn
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Effects, Percussion |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Organ, Mellotron, Electric piano, Guitars (additional) (track 7), Voice (track 7) |
Guest/Session | |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Mats Engen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Danny Gras | Recording |
Kristian Vloet | Recording |
Robert de Lorijn | Producer |
Marcel van de Vondervoort | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Love These are a few of the things I find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown Fly to the Moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown These are a few of the things l find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all, the things we used to love I realize there was not very much to love but that’s no reason, to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all, the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do, the things I want you to Don’t question me, it’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out, before you have to go It’s time your understood, I think you ought to know Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past |
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3. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone? (Gandalf cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have Known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that Can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone |
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4. | Soon There’ll Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be any more than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today, everything you want I swear it all will come true Today, I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here, I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here, I can’t use words they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you, all for you |
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6. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Fading to To the barriers of my existence Will I wait? Assume to fold Feed off me I live off your persistence Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away Every mirror Holds my illusion For any stranger to see Thrust the end Force my conclusion Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away x 3 Walk Away Away from me Walk away Walk Away Away from me Walk Away |
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7. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard wandering thunder like a crash in someone’s tin I can tell from the lightning’s flashing that the storm would not refrain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley a little voice called out my name I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance it was lost in the pouring rain Well I’m going back to the country Up on the mountains up on the rising side And if you should ever leave me Send me a letter with some love inside Where are you? Married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time in the skies and on the ground All the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound |
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8. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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9. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love, the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Too much to dream last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream I had too much to dream Oh, too much to dream |
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10. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I want to know If you would go To Magic Hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me To Magic Hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic... Magic... Must make the time Make it one time To what you are missing Magic delight Be on your side Fantastic prisms... Lights and colors lingering Spin, then touch They are splintering Magic... Uh..., it is magic... [Instrumental Bridge] Now my sight is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow? For through the dark I hear the lark of Magic Hollow Calling out her melody Veiled within my memory Magic... Hey yeah, magic... |
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11. | Impromptu Performance (Dedicated to Can) | 11:19 | instrumental |
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53:01 |
Live at Roadburn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Effects, Percussion |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Organ, Mellotron, Electric piano, Guitars (additional) (track 7), Voice (track 7) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats Engen | Bass |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Danny Gras | Recording |
Kristian Vloet | Recording |
Robert de Lorijn | Producer |
Marcel van de Vondervoort | Producer |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Love These are a few of the things I find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown Fly to the Moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown These are a few of the things l find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all, the things we used to love I realize there was not very much to love but that’s no reason, to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all, the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do, the things I want you to Don’t question me, it’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out, before you have to go It’s time your understood, I think you ought to know Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past |
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3. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone? (Gandalf cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have Known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that Can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone |
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4. | Soon There’ll Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be any more than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today, everything you want I swear it all will come true Today, I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here, I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here, I can’t use words they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you, all for you |
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6. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Fading to To the barriers of my existence Will I wait? Assume to fold Feed off me I live off your persistence Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away Every mirror Holds my illusion For any stranger to see Thrust the end Force my conclusion Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away x 3 Walk Away Away from me Walk away Walk Away Away from me Walk Away |
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7. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard wandering thunder like a crash in someone’s tin I can tell from the lightning’s flashing that the storm would not refrain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley a little voice called out my name I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance it was lost in the pouring rain Well I’m going back to the country Up on the mountains up on the rising side And if you should ever leave me Send me a letter with some love inside Where are you? Married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time in the skies and on the ground All the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound |
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8. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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9. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love, the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Too much to dream last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream I had too much to dream Oh, too much to dream |
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10. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I want to know If you would go To Magic Hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me To Magic Hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic... Magic... Must make the time Make it one time To what you are missing Magic delight Be on your side Fantastic prisms... Lights and colors lingering Spin, then touch They are splintering Magic... Uh..., it is magic... [Instrumental Bridge] Now my sight is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow? For through the dark I hear the lark of Magic Hollow Calling out her melody Veiled within my memory Magic... Hey yeah, magic... |
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11. | Impromptu Performance (Dedicated to Can) | 11:19 | instrumental |
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53:01 |
Live at Roadburn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Effects, Percussion |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Organ, Mellotron, Electric piano, Guitars (additional) (track 7), Voice (track 7) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats Engen | Bass |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Danny Gras | Recording |
Kristian Vloet | Recording |
Robert de Lorijn | Producer |
Marcel van de Vondervoort | Producer |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Love These are a few of the things I find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown Fly to the Moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown These are a few of the things l find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all, the things we used to love I realize there was not very much to love but that’s no reason, to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all, the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do, the things I want you to Don’t question me, it’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out, before you have to go It’s time your understood, I think you ought to know Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past |
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3. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone? (Gandalf cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have Known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that Can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone |
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4. | Soon There’ll Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be any more than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today, everything you want I swear it all will come true Today, I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here, I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here, I can’t use words they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you, all for you |
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6. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Fading to To the barriers of my existence Will I wait? Assume to fold Feed off me I live off your persistence Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away Every mirror Holds my illusion For any stranger to see Thrust the end Force my conclusion Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away x 3 Walk Away Away from me Walk away Walk Away Away from me Walk Away |
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7. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard wandering thunder like a crash in someone’s tin I can tell from the lightning’s flashing that the storm would not refrain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley a little voice called out my name I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance it was lost in the pouring rain Well I’m going back to the country Up on the mountains up on the rising side And if you should ever leave me Send me a letter with some love inside Where are you? Married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time in the skies and on the ground All the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound |
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8. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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9. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love, the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Too much to dream last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream I had too much to dream Oh, too much to dream |
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10. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I want to know If you would go To Magic Hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me To Magic Hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic... Magic... Must make the time Make it one time To what you are missing Magic delight Be on your side Fantastic prisms... Lights and colors lingering Spin, then touch They are splintering Magic... Uh..., it is magic... [Instrumental Bridge] Now my sight is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow? For through the dark I hear the lark of Magic Hollow Calling out her melody Veiled within my memory Magic... Hey yeah, magic... |
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11. | Impromptu Performance (Dedicated to Can) | 11:19 | instrumental |
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53:01 |
Live at Roadburn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Effects, Percussion |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Organ, Mellotron, Electric piano, Guitars (additional) (track 7), Voice (track 7) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats Engen | Bass |
Trond Mjøen | Guitars |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Danny Gras | Recording |
Kristian Vloet | Recording |
Robert de Lorijn | Producer |
Marcel van de Vondervoort | Producer |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Cover art |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Bracelets of Fingers (The Pretty Things cover) | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Love These are a few of the things I find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms I must wait awhile Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May Hearing the laughter that turns into tears evr’y day Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown Fly to the Moon and I’ll get there quite soon If I wait awhile Daylight arrives with a turn of the skies I must wait awhile Clouds building castles, the wind comes and Blows them away Tears in the water makes circles for me As I play Fly to the Moon on the curve of a spoon I turn upside-down Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds On an eiderdown These are a few of the things l find joy Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy |
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2. | In the Past (The Chocolate Watchband cover) | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Try my friend loving all, the things we used to love I realize there was not very much to love but that’s no reason, to go on living in the past Try my friend doing all, the things we used to do If you could color me, it would be darkest blue Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past It’s up to you to do, the things I want you to Don’t question me, it’s gotta be this way Please my friend hear me out, before you have to go It’s time your understood, I think you ought to know Give me another chance, I’ll love you more than in the past |
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3. | Can You Travel in the Dark Alone? (Gandalf cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
You are lost in the ocean of your dreams and what is real But the blue green surface only covers what you feel And the lighthouse that you find Casts a beam across your mind and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone You can sail by yourself but you’re never on your own You will search for the light in the way that you have Known And the lighthouse on the shore Casts a beam into your door and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone When your eyes start to think of all the things that Can’t be seen You can stare into the darkness and discover what I mean And the lighthouse that you see Casts a beam that shines on me and there’s your home But don’t you ever wonder could you travel in the dark Alone |
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4. | Soon There’ll Be Thunder (Common People cover) | 02:27 | |
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5. | Today (Jefferson Airplane cover) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don’t know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To be loving you it’ll all be there when my dreams come true Today you’ll make me say that I somehow have changed Today you’ll look into my eyes, I’m just not the same To be any more than all I am would be a lie I’m so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry Today, everything you want I swear it all will come true Today, I realize how much I’m in love with you With you standing here, I could tell the world what it means to love To go on from here, I can’t use words they don’t say enough Please, please listen to me It’s taken so long to come true And it’s all for you, all for you |
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Side B | |||
6. | Velvet Sunsets (Music Emporium cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Fading to To the barriers of my existence Will I wait? Assume to fold Feed off me I live off your persistence Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away Every mirror Holds my illusion For any stranger to see Thrust the end Force my conclusion Will you wait? Will you wait for me? Broken hearts were meant to bleed Sway the earth Flood these lands Pull down these trees Walk Away Away from me Walk Away x 3 Walk Away Away from me Walk away Walk Away Away from me Walk Away |
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7. | Street Song (13th Floor Elevators cover) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard wandering thunder like a crash in someone’s tin I can tell from the lightning’s flashing that the storm would not refrain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley a little voice called out my name I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance it was lost in the pouring rain Well I’m going back to the country Up on the mountains up on the rising side And if you should ever leave me Send me a letter with some love inside Where are you? Married? And in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain One thing I have learned in my time in the skies and on the ground All the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound |
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8. | 66-5-4-3-2-1 (The Troggs cover) | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
If ever you need me, baby There’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] It’s no use pretending, baby I’m feeling the same way, too So come on over to my place There’s so much that we can do ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] Someday we will overdo it Someday we will go too far I’ll get drained of all my money And I will even have to sell my car ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] I know that I must be crazy But there’s a number that you can phone It’s double six, five, four, three, two, one Yeah I’ll be there and I bet on my own ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] ’Cause I know what you want [’Cause I know what you want] |
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9. | I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) (The Electric Prunes cover) | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume Your eyes were filled with love, the way they used to be Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me Then came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss Came the dawn And you were gone You were gone, gone, gone I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night I had too much to dream last night Too much to dream I’m not ready to face the light I had too much to dream Last night Last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Too much to dream last night Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream Oh, too much to dream I had too much to dream Oh, too much to dream |
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36:25 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Single-sided | |||
1. | Magic Hollow (The Beau Brummels cover) | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I want to know If you would go To Magic Hollow Yes, come with me Come up with me To Magic Hollow Touch the stars as in a dream Everything you touch is deemed Magic... Magic... Must make the time Make it one time To what you are missing Magic delight Be on your side Fantastic prisms... Lights and colors lingering Spin, then touch They are splintering Magic... Uh..., it is magic... [Instrumental Bridge] Now my sight is blessed You have not guessed So won’t you follow? For through the dark I hear the lark of Magic Hollow Calling out her melody Veiled within my memory Magic... Hey yeah, magic... |
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2. | Impromptu Performance (Dedicated to Can) | 11:19 | instrumental |
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16:36 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
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Band members | |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
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2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
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3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
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4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
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6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
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2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
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6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
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6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
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5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Messe I.X-VI.X
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Unknown |
Tore Ylwizaker | Unknown |
Jørn H. Sværen | Unknown |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Violin |
Mari Giske | Viola |
Berit Fonnes | Violin (second) |
Stein Paulsen | Double bass |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Viola |
Sigrid Lien Schulerud | Viola |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Eira Foss | Violin (second) |
Arne Bjørhei | Trumpet |
Sari Martinussen | Violin (second) |
Ingrid Eliassen | Trumpet |
John Stenersen | Hurdy gurdy |
Ole Alexander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Anders Melhus | Violin (second) |
Torbjørn Ingvaldsen | Trombone |
Jens Christian Kloster | Trombone |
Snorre Holmgren | Violin (first) |
Brynjar Lien Schulerud | Violin (first) |
Mario Machlik | Cello |
Ørnulf Lillebjerka | Cello |
Martin Romberg | Grand piano |
Yuko Kawami | Violin (first) |
Inga Raab | Cello |
Aelita Osadchuk | Violin (first) |
Alexander Kloster-Jensen | Guitars |
Katrina Brown | Viola |
Kristina Nygaard Walsnes | Violin (first) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Ingrid Aas | Cover art, Concert photo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 (CD) | |||
1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
|||
5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 | |||
Disc 2 (Vinyl) | |||
Side A | |||
1. | As Syrians Pour In, Lebanon Grapples with Ghosts of a Bloody Past | 11:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Shri Schneider | 05:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Glamour Box (Ostinati) | 06:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Son of Man | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
Oh Father Heavenly Father Forgive Me For I Have Sinned Against your Word In Sadness and Joy In Rainbow Light And the Dark Woods Childhood Haunts The Twilight of my Life The Heart Stops Without Warning The Destruction of the Temple The Broken Home Oh Father We Are Defined By Our Blood The Massacre of the Innocents And the Sacrifice of the Son What Kind of Choir Of Angels will Receive us |
|||
5. | Noche oscura del alma | 05:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Mother of Mercy | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh Mother Mother of Mercy Cradle of All Devotion and Desire I Turn to You From the Valley of Tears Carry me as a Child As a Son of Man Bathed in Light And Precious Blood Filling the Cup Of the Skull of Adam Crying at the Foot Of the Cross Oh Mother Pure and Simple Virgin and Whore The Women of Jérusalem Along the way of Sorrows Speaking of Ghosts In the Holy City |
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44:44 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
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35:15 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 | |||
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
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35:15 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Eternal Return (Rough 2009) | 14:05 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Fidelio (Experiment 2009) | 11:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
25:47 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
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35:15 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
|||
35:15 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
|||
35:15 |
Terrestrials
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Sunn O))) | |
Greg Anderson | Bass, Guitars |
Stephen O’Malley | Bass, Guitars |
Ulver | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin |
Stig Espen Hundsnes | Trumpet |
Tomas Pettersen | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Let There Be Light | 11:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Western Horn | 09:38 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | Eternal Return | 14:10 | Show lyrics |
A seared red sea Dead history is Delivered and divided In the line of the Nile Pythagorean Egypt Raised the house Of hades and the dead Opened the book In Sinai sin is a Golden nature A liminal animal Existing in exile For forty years The desert rests Listen silent Let the letters tell |
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35:15 |
Trolsk sortmetall 1993-1997
Members | |
---|---|
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Remastering |
Jaime Gomes Arellano | Remastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Remastering |
Metastazis | Layout |
Jon ’Metalion’ Kristiansen | Liner notes |
Chris Bruni | Liner notes |
Michael Moynihan | Liner notes |
Mark Pilkington | Liner notes |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Vargnatt | 28:07 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
2. | Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler | 34:17 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
3. | Kveldssanger | 40:36 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
4. | Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden | 43:58 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
5. | Nattens Madrigal - 4 track rehearsal, summer 1995 | 22:02 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
02:49:00 |
Trolsk sortmetall 1993-1997
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Remastering |
Jaime Gomes Arellano | Remastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Remastering |
Metastazis | Layout |
Jon ’Metalion’ Kristiansen | Liner notes |
Chris Bruni | Liner notes |
Michael Moynihan | Liner notes |
Mark Pilkington | Liner notes |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Vargnatt | 28:07 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
2. | Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler | 34:17 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
3. | Kveldssanger | 40:36 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
4. | Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden | 43:58 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
5. | Nattens Madrigal - 4 track rehearsal, summer 1995 | 22:02 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
02:49:00 |
Trolsk sortmetall 1993-1997
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Remastering |
Jaime Gomes Arellano | Remastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Remastering |
Metastazis | Layout |
Jon ’Metalion’ Kristiansen | Liner notes |
Chris Bruni | Liner notes |
Michael Moynihan | Liner notes |
Mark Pilkington | Liner notes |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Vargnatt | 28:07 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
2. | Bergtatt - Et Eeventyr i 5 Capitler | 34:17 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
3. | Kveldssanger | 40:36 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
4. | Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne til Ulven i Manden | 43:58 | |
(loading notes...) | |||
02:26:58 |
ATGCLVLSSCAP
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
|||
11. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:20:01 |
ATGCLVLSSCAP
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
|||
11. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:20:01 |
ATGCLVLSSCAP
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
40:03 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
|||
5. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
39:58 |
ATGCLVLSSCAP
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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11. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:20:01 |
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Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | England’s Hidden | 07:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Glammer Hammer | 04:49 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Moody Stix | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Cromagnosis | 09:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Spirits That Lend Strength Are Invisible | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Om Hanumate Namah | 07:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
7. | Desert/Dawn | 08:27 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | D-Day Drone | 09:22 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Gold Beach | 04:58 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Nowhere (Sweet Sixteen) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No planets, no meteorites If anything, perhaps fine dust clouds of exploded music You float there, somewhere between pleasure and fear In a piece of time you can’t determine You’re everywhere but in the present Hey you disappear further and further Into these incalculable rooms And your personality fades away Your features evaporate, your body decomposes And your last thought is that you have become a noise A thin, nameless noise among all the others Howling in the empty dark room |
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11. | Ecclesiastes (A Vernal Catnap) | 09:02 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Solaris | 02:12 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:20:01 |
Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Hardanger fiddle |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola, Cello, Fiddle, Hardanger fiddle |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wolframgrafik | Design, Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Kristoffer Rygg | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Riverhead | 05:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Dark Alley | 01:34 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Road to Town | 02:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | In a Wooden Coat | 03:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Idle Hands Are the Devil’s Playthings | 02:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Father’s Feud | 03:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | In Memoriam | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Stoke the Fire | 02:44 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Bored of Canada | 03:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Hard Standing | 01:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Stalking | 01:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | A Waste of Your Father’s Life | 02:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Spiteful Things | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | The Hunt | 01:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Snake in the Grass | 04:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
42:13 |
Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Hardanger fiddle |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola, Cello, Fiddle, Hardanger fiddle |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Wolframgrafik | Design, Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Riverhead | 05:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Dark Alley | 01:34 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Road to Town | 02:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | In a Wooden Coat | 03:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Idle Hands Are the Devil’s Playthings | 02:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Father’s Feud | 03:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | In Memoriam | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Stoke the Fire | 02:44 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Bored of Canada | 03:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Hard Standing | 01:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Stalking | 01:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | A Waste of Your Father’s Life | 02:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Spiteful Things | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | The Hunt | 01:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Snake in the Grass | 04:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
42:13 |
Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Hardanger fiddle |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola, Cello, Fiddle, Hardanger fiddle |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Wolframgrafik | Design, Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Riverhead | 05:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Dark Alley | 01:34 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Road to Town | 02:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | In a Wooden Coat | 03:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Idle Hands Are the Devil’s Playthings | 02:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Father’s Feud | 03:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | In Memoriam | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
8. | Stoke the Fire | 02:44 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Bored of Canada | 03:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Hard Standing | 01:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Stalking | 01:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | A Waste of Your Father’s Life | 02:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Spiteful Things | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | The Hunt | 01:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Snake in the Grass | 04:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
42:13 |
Riverhead (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars, Bass, Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin, Hardanger fiddle |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Violin, Viola, Cello, Fiddle, Hardanger fiddle |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Wolframgrafik | Design, Layout |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Mastering |
Tore Ylwizaker | Recording, Mixing, Editing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Riverhead | 05:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Dark Alley | 01:34 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Road to Town | 02:26 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | In a Wooden Coat | 03:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Idle Hands Are the Devil’s Playthings | 02:54 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Father’s Feud | 03:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | In Memoriam | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Stoke the Fire | 02:44 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Bored of Canada | 03:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Hard Standing | 01:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Stalking | 01:31 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | A Waste of Your Father’s Life | 02:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Spiteful Things | 03:00 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | The Hunt | 01:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Snake in the Grass | 04:07 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
42:13 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
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3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
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5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
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6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
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7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
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8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
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3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
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5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
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6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
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7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
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8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
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3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
|||
6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
|||
7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
|||
8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
|||
3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
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5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
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6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
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7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
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8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
The Assassination of Julius Caesar
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Daniel O’Sullivan | Guitars (tracks 4, 6), Bass, Keyboards |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Instruments (additional) |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (additional) (tracks 1, 2) |
Anders Møller | Percussion (additional) |
Haavard | Guitars (track 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (tracks 2, 7) |
Drekka Dag | Saxophone (track 8) |
Nik Turner | Saxophone (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine + Kim Design Studio | Design |
Martin Glover | Mixing |
Michael Lawrence | Mastering |
Michael Rendall | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Nemoralia | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
A festival of torches Joins the light of the moon Shining in the lake Sleeping with the stars As good Christians Illuminate the garden Human candles Burning under roman skies Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 Paul dies, Peter dies Lions among men Damnation to beasts Almost too hard to believe Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 The princess of Wales Her sexual drive Stop dead under the river In the capital of romance The most hunted Body of the modern age Flowers crown her head Ancient goddess of the moon Nero lights up the night 18th to 19th of July, AD 64 |
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2. | Rolling Stone | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
I have seen the world you believe in Black ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons Hear the children sing, they cry murder What is done is done and there is more to come Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf The second coming means nothing to me I have tasted death, every body and thing I long for my own, for the curtain to fall To wipe the blood off the face of the earth Poor little sister I hope you understand The babe in the woods Will be taken by a wolf |
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3. | So Falls the World | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
Legends fail And houses fall In great shame In elliptical ruins A king gouges his eyes out Forbidden love takes poison Tragedies repeat themselves In perfect circle Wrong, wrong, wrong (As in death) As Colossus stands So shall Rome When Colossus falls Rome shall fall When Rome falls So falls the world |
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4. | Southern Gothic | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
I want to tell you something About the grace of faded things The draped compositions Hiding from the new world Behind old French doors The last rays of the setting sun On the cheeks of cherub faces The traces of their tears But you do not listen Your mind is somewhere else I speak with a frozen tongue In a dead language There’ s a world between us There’ s a sunken garden Love lies bleeding there And words they mean nothing To anyone anymore |
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5. | Angelus Novus | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
An army charges upon the land To the sound of retreat This is bigger than us A stronger wind is blowing Blowing from Paradise Into the world to come Progress is its name Death nods his head First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion Their steps are retreating Out of the earth and the sea Back to the beginning of time An endless beach Where a table has been set for one With salt and water Lay down the kid And turn around and leave First the dead Then the living Call their names Like a legion |
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6. | Transverberation | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
I’ve been staggering Ever since the shot in Rome On Wednesday May 13, 1981 The golden ball saw it all Down through the ages In childbed and deathbed Flooded with light The daughters of the church St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux They were rewarded by God For loving him They knew the forms Of the transverberation A spiritual wounding of the heart In the form of a mystical vision A physical wounding of the heart By a dart or a flame of love St. Teresa of Avila St. Teresa of Lisieux |
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7. | 1969 | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In the year of the Lord The word became flesh But our bodies now Will bleed as before Nothing has changed Since the late sixties We all must carry Rosemary’s baby Helter skelter On the surface of the moon A heart of darkness Let it bleed Inside yourself For your father All the way alive Inside Golden Gate There used to be a house At 6114 California St. Helter skelter |
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8. | Coming Home | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
I have been thinking About my life lately These old streets This same old song Of smoke and mirrors And sweet, sweet revenge Sigh my heart But do not break I have to make right The things that went wrong To forgive and forget There is honor among thieves How to come clean With these dirty hands They hold me down With a strangling love My family My children My haven My hope What have I done To leave you here |
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43:44 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Members | |
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Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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14:58 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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14:58 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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14:58 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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4. | Nemoralia (live) | 06:14 | |
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5. | Southern Gothic (live) | 04:50 | |
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6. | Transverberation (live) | 04:43 | |
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7. | Rolling Stone (live) | 09:33 | |
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40:18 |
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Guest/Session | |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Randall | Mixing |
Youth | Mixing |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Echo Chamber (Room of Tears) | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
White smoke billows From the Sistine 77 votes to the city And the world The great unwashed The ones no one see Slipping through the cracks The keys of the kingdom The suffering church The art of war Industrial society And its future Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? Years 1666 Saint paul’s cathedral burns In the great fire of London The 7th July 2005 A series of bomb attacks From king’s cross To Russel Square A passenger flight Disappears in the night And I will never forget Our 77 young Soft targets moving Through endless summer Across the land And the water Mirror mirror on the wall Who is there In the room of tears? |
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2. | Bring Out Your Dead | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
The rainbow is empty And the lights hang low There is a private eye In the centre of it all Driving down Sunset Boulevard Looking, looking for the song The starman has gone And lately Leonard Cohen too There are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the wind Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead The church of Jesus Christ And latter-days saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every corner The holy books are open wide But the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling Give up your ghosts Bring out your dead |
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3. | The Power of Love (Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover) | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Feels like fire I’m so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying, death-defying Love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers And pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushin’ inside of me The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal This time we go sublime Lovers entwine-divine divine Love is danger, love is pleasure Love is pure-the only treasure I’m so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul The power of love A force from above A sky-scraping dove Flame on burn desire With tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal |
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14:58 |
Drone Activity
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Percussion, Electronics |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics, Keyboards |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design, Layout |
Vegard Kleftås Sleipnes | Mastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Mixing |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | True North | 16:11 | instrumental |
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2. | Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea | 21:48 | instrumental |
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3. | Blood, Fire, Woods, Diamonds | 16:43 | instrumental |
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4. | Exodus | 15:50 | instrumental |
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01:10:32 |
Drone Activity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Percussion, Electronics |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics, Keyboards |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design, Layout |
Vegard Kleftås Sleipnes | Mastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Mixing |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | True North | 16:11 | instrumental |
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2. | Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea | 21:48 | instrumental |
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3. | Blood, Fire, Woods, Diamonds | 16:43 | instrumental |
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4. | Exodus | 15:50 | instrumental |
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01:10:32 |
Drone Activity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Percussion, Electronics |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics, Keyboards |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design, Layout |
Vegard Kleftås Sleipnes | Mastering |
Kristoffer Rygg | Mixing |
Anders Møller | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | True North | 16:11 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
2. | Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea | 21:48 | instrumental |
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37:59 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Blood, Fire, Woods, Diamonds | 16:43 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
2. | Exodus | 15:50 | instrumental |
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32:33 |
Russian Doll
Members | |
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Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Russian Doll | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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04:03 |
Russian Doll
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Russian Doll | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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04:03 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
|||
8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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37:53 |
Flowers of Evil
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Kristoffer Rygg | Vocals, Programming |
Tore Ylwizaker | Keyboards, Programming |
Ole Aleksander Halstensgård | Electronics |
Jørn H. Sværen | Miscellaneous |
Guest/Session | |
Kari Rønnekleiv | Violin (tracks 2, 8) |
John Stark | Bass (tracks 1, 8) |
Sisi Sumbundu | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Mimmi Tamba | Vocals (additional) (tracks 3, 7) |
Ivar Thormodsæter | Drums |
Stian Westerhus | Guitars (tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8) |
Christian Fennesz | Guitars, Electronics (track 1) |
Michael J. York | Border pipes (track 6) |
Ole-Henrik Moe | Viola, Cello (tracks 2, 6, 8) |
Anders Møller | Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paschalis Zervas | Design |
Michael Rendall | Producer |
Youth | Producer |
The Bricoleur | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | One Last Dance | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race All the oppression that has taken place under the sun He tests us so that we may see we’re just like the animals I’ll go to the same place – I’ll come from dust, after dust return What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can People’s hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits If two lie down together they will keep warm But how can one keep warm alone God’s in heaven and you’re on earth So let your words be few We are wolves under the moon This is our song We have loved and we have lost We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance In this burning church We search the ruins Slain but standing A thousand lamps The holy mountain The sleeping lions All burning sand The smell of blood Eternal war We are wolves This is our song We’re ready to go Oh, one last dance One last dance |
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2. | Russian Doll | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It’s our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It’s such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car |
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3. | Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
On the eve of the ninth moon The world’s on fire Michael and his angels Versus the dragon Icarus is falling Tempting faith Nothing to hold onto Against the dying light Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder It’s two minutes to midnight In the garden of delight And do androids dream Of electric sheep? Barrels are burning Great art will be destroyed The sleeping beauty Of the wasteland Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder Carry the milk or pierce the body with Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers Altered organ function Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder Swords and machine guns Flowers and feathers Altered organ function Nervous disorder |
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4. | Hour of the Wolf | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
I lie and wait and stare into A dark and endless night Haunted by images The vampire at the door The night of broken glass The sprinkling of the earth The woman without a face To vanish without a trace |
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Side B | |||
5. | Apocalypse 1993 | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
A goat’s on the scene With a song of fallen tears The story’s unfolding Ezekiel, Chapter 9 The word of King David Shall bring you paradise Just don’t leave the mountain For all will be revealed The brides of the Lamb The secrets of the Seven Seals Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children [David Koresh: “I’m sorry some of you guys got shot But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won’t he?”] They’re outside in the garden Playing with guns The kingdom of the fall Coming soon at the crack of doom The first and the last Light of the world Shines for those who Remain in the house Dying for what they believe Dying for you and me Who is this man they follow Into the eternal? Killing old and young Leave the family alone Twenty-three holy children |
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6. | Little Boy | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
A heart rate more thunderous Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Than drums A golden eagle The solar symbol In the skies It’s a movement Of fearful symmetry Left them for a menace Dancing snake The Naked Skin Flowers of Evil They spread Twist and turn In the killing field The temptation Gold Narcissist Who can resist? Saint John The Baptist His head on a plate In the killing field |
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7. | Nostalgia | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Norway - 35 years ago Rewind the tape A place where wild flowers grow The city by the sea It was beautiful when we left The autumn leaves Brothers lying hung Forever young Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over The wind under the door The frozen bones The baths of Saint Catherine The candle is burning Faded photographs The instant lights The old house on the shore Forever haunted Thinking back On the lives we used to live Count our blessings Carry our children The Stations of the Cross The growing pains Those old records Spinning over and over and over Over and over |
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8. | A Thousand Cuts | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
This is the story of two young lovers on a beach Who found each other by the end of the war They set out to explore the bodies on the shore And what they found – it would hurt them Smoke mixed with fire Pity mixed with pain The waves came crashing Swept them away Confessions written in the sand The pleasures of the flesh The passion Sex and death By a thousand cuts The pleasures of the flesh By a thousand cuts It’s a moonlit night in a small town A headless man, scissors in his hand Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues A chalice smashed against the stone The victim’s eyes A Satanic church A woman leaps out of the window Two young soldiers at the very end They simply waltz the night away The palace of excess The madness Life and death The breaking need The palace of excess The breaking need |
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