LOADING DATA
Ancient Rites
Members | |
---|---|
Current | |
Gunther Theys | Bass (1988-2004, 2014-present), Vocals (1988-present) |
Member(bands): Iron Clad, Lion’s Pride, Danse Macabre, Addix, Capital Scum, Necrophilia, No Survivors, Nuclear Domination, Subversion | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums (1991-present) |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars (1996-present) |
Member(bands): Inquisitor | |
Jory Hogeveen | Guitars (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Deathisfaction, Gizåh, Hordearii, Shinigami, Tribal Spirits | |
Past | |
Guido (R.I.P.) | Guitars |
Raf Corten | Keyboards (session) |
Member(bands): Danse Macabre | |
Wattie | Bass (1988-1989) |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars (1988-1990) |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums (1989-1990) |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars (1989-1990) |
Pascal | Guitars (1991-1993) |
Franky | Guitars (1991) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars (1991-1996, 2003-2007) |
Raf Jansen | Guitars (1996-1997, 2005-2006) |
Member(bands): Ahráyeph, Trans World Tribe | |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars (1997-2003) |
Member(bands): Imperia, Prestige, Satyrian, Danse Macabre, Angel, BoobyTrap, Claymore, Lacrimosa, Two Witches | |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards (1999-2001), Bass (2005-2007), Guitars (2007-2015) |
Member(bands): Elusion, Lion’s Pride, Persephone’s Blade, Gracefallen, Red Nucleus, Agathocles, Renaissance | |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards (2001-2009, 2011-?) |
Member(bands): Oblivion, Danse Macabre | |
Thomas Cochrane | Guitars (2015-2019) |
Member(bands): Dystopia, Vetrar Draugurinn, Hologram Earth, Transient State, Airborne Kid | |
Past (Live) | |
Mike Verhoeven | Guitars (1996) |
Member(bands): Pentacle | |
Chris Gamble | Unknown (1996) |
Member(bands): Blood Storm, Goreaphobia, Absu (live) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
---|---|---|---|---|
1 | Dark Ritual | Demo | 1990 | Show album |
2 | Promo 1992 | Demo | 1992 | Show album |
3 | Evil Prevails... | EP | 1992 | Show album |
4 | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II / Counterparts | Split | 1993 | Show album |
5 | Uncanny / Ancient Rites | Split | 1993 | Show album |
6 | Thou Art Lord / Ancient Rites | Split | 1993 | Show album |
7 | Promo’94 | Demo | 1994 | Show album |
8 | Scared by Darkwinds / Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II | Split | 1994 | Show album |
9 | The Diabolic Serenades | Full-length | 1994 | Show album |
10 | Blasfemia Eternal | Full-length | 1996 | Show album |
11 | Fatherland | Full-length | 1998 | Show album |
12 | The First Decade 1989-1999 | Compilation | 1999 | Show album |
13 | Scenes of Splendour | Video | 2001 | Show album |
14 | Dim Carcosa | Full-length | 2001 | Show album |
15 | And the Hordes Stood as One | Live album | 2003 | Show album |
16 | And the Hordes Stood as One | Video | 2003 | Show album |
17 | Rvbicon | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
18 | Laguz | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
Dark Ritual
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
April 20th, 1990 | Independent | Cassette | ||
1999 | Painkiller Records | PKR-003 | 12" vinyl | Picture disc |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther | Vocals, Bass |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards (tracks 1, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther | Cover art |
Rudy De Keyser | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Single-sided | |||
1. | Intro (Dark Ritual) | 01:00 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eternal Blasphemy | 03:03 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Fallen Angel | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Satan’s legions none will ever see them fall Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Tired of obeying a God who rules like tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Lord Lucifer Your kingdom will come Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!!! Legions march... to storm the gates of Heaven Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Our kingdom will come Fallen Angel! Your kingdom will come! |
|||
4. | From Beyond the Grave | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
My body is gone, my soul is dwelling But this won’t keep me from loving you Forever and ever more From beyond the grave Just as I promised you, when I was alive Death won’t take away, my hunger for the flesh Forever I missed you From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave |
|||
5. | Not Anymore | 02:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Outro (Tribute to Insanity) | 00:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15:48 |
Promo 1992
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Bass, Vocals |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars (track 1) |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums (track 1) |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars (track 1) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums (tracks 2-3) |
Pascal | Guitars (tracks 2-3) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars (tracks 2-3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rudy De Keyser | Producer (track 1) |
Louis Jans | Producer (tracks 2-3) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Single-sided | |||
1. | From Beyond the Grave | 04:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Evil Prevails | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:16 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of Christ Loyal towards each other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
10:57 |
Evil Prevails...
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
1992 | Fallen Angel Records | FAR 1 | 7" vinyl | |
1992 | Wild Rags Records | WRR-AR | 7" vinyl |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Pascal | Guitars |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards, Songwriting (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Götterdämmerung (Intro) | 01:57 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of Christ Loyal towards each other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness, Evil prevails Show me the way, Storm the Gates of Heaven Master! Lucifer... You’re the one, Descend into Darkness Evil prevails, Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil, Satan! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross, Denial of Mary Mother of Whores Master Infernal... Kill the priest, Crush the priest Drink his blood, Rites of the Black Book Loyal, Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
5. | Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14:56 |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II / Counterparts
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Renaissance | |
Dirk Vollon | Bass |
Chriss Ons | Guitars |
Santiago Janssens | Vocals |
Jürgen De Wispelare | Drums |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Véronique Aerts | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Tony de Block | Keyboards (additional) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Ancient Rites - Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II | 03:37 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
2. | Renaissance - Windows | 07:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11:13 |
Uncanny / Ancient Rites
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
February 8th, 1993 | Warmaster Records | WAR 001 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
September 2014
(titled "Evil Prevails / Uncanny") |
Southamerican Holocaust | CD | Reissue, Limited edition | |
2016
(titled "Evil Prevails / Uncanny") |
Warmaster Records | CD | Reissue |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Pascal | Guitars |
Uncanny | |
Jens Törnroos | Vocals |
Fredrik "North" Norrman | Guitars |
Mats Forsell | Guitars |
Frille Harborg | Bass |
Kennet Englund | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dan Swanö | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Uncanny - Ceased from Reality | 03:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Uncanny - Determination to Win | 03:06 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Uncanny - Profligacy of Power | 03:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Uncanny - Soul Incest | 03:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Uncanny - Why My Intestines? | 04:47 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Uncanny - Brain Access | 03:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
7. | Ancient Rites - Götterdämmerung (Intro) | 01:57 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Ancient Rites - Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Ancient Rites - Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of christ Loyal towardseach other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
10. | Ancient Rites - Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master... Of... Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
11. | Ancient Rites - Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
37:35 |
Thou Art Lord / Ancient Rites
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Gunther Theys | Bass, Vocals |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Thou Art Lord | |
Gothmog | Vocals |
Necromayhem | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Morbid | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Morbid | Keyboards, Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
George Osmak | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Ancient Rites - From Beyond the Grave II (Πέρα από τον τάφο II) | 04:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
2. | Thou Art Lord - In Blood We Trust | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
In Blood We Trust Cold winds and burning tears Blood signs the epitaph Rejoicing in unholiness when life ends in great pain Bleeding in the fields of war tasting cold acrid blood Cruel path of warriors of all delights and sorrows Blood is the life In blood we trust In blood we trust Crawling embraced with pain Entrance to eternal oath Black is the light that brightens the last reflection of my existance |
|||
08:23 |
Promo’94
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | From Beyond the Grave | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Evil Prevails | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flander) | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Land of Frost & Despair | ||
(loading lyrics...) |
Scared by Darkwinds / Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Enthroned | |
Lord Sabathan | Vocals, Bass |
Cernunnos (R.I.P. 1997) | Drums |
Tsebaoth | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
André Gielen | Engineering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Enthroned - Scared by Darkwinds | 06:01 | Show lyrics |
Alone in my sinister crypt, I evoke the ancients, I raise my chalice of pure blood sacrificed angels, Towards the moon, and I cry my reading, My sorcellery breeding the infernal awakening. The winds is changed on fire, in a cyclone, The prophets coming from nowhere, Show the eternity paths, The no return ways, Lost in the depth of gloomy forests from the North. The fog of the new moon, Effaces the engraved epitaphs on a medieval tombs, But the accursed winds are rising, Calling the vampires from their sleep, The creatures of apocalypse... ...And it’s throughout, the incessant fire, That the apparition is revealed dark, Surmounted by two large horns, The goat master came more deeply from darkness To punish the profane and reward is faithful... The darkwinds breakout all their rage, Frighten and take away, Blessed souls of the damned, In the domain of abomination I have opened, the gates of chaos, On this alive and holy world... Nobody will e able to close them forever!!! Forever...!!! |
|||
Side B | |||
2. | Ancient Rites - Longing for the Ancient Kingdom II | 03:54 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
09:55 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
November 1st, 1994 | After Dark | After Dark 001 | CD | |
1994 | After Dark | After Dark 001 | CD | Repress |
1994 | Midian Creations | MID 004 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
1994 | Morbid Noizz Productions | 012 | Cassette | |
1996 | Mascot Records | M 7018 2 | CD | Reissue, Remastered |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | SSR 143LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | SSR 143 | CD | Digipak, Reissue |
October 1st, 2020 | A Fine Day to Die Records | ANTI-POSER 036 | Cassette | Reissue, Limited edition |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards, Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
May 14th, 1996 | Mascot Records | M 7017 2 | CD | |
1996 | Morbid Noizz Productions | 147 | Cassette | |
2012 (Unofficial) | Mascot Records | M 7017 2 | 12" vinyl | 2 colors |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | SSR 144 | CD | Digipak, Reissue |
July 24th, 2020 | Soulseller Records | SSR 144LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors, Reissue |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Fatherland
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars (electric, acoustic), Orchestrations |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 6) |
Mika Luttinen | Vocals (additional) (track 9) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Co-Producer, Layout |
Siegie | Photography |
Peter Brussee | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Avondland | 01:25 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Mother Europe | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation The cradle of Europe where it all began Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart Representing medieval Flemish pride Brave Teutonic, French and English knights Thy shining armour now long vanished Thy glory, however, forever remains Praised be the Scandinavian hordes Once the nightmare of the Christian world I talk not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Children of Italia In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi" De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one Mother Europe born from your womb Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb I talk not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe the Slavonian soul never fades) Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne Where the Celtic dream still lives on Shall be my tomb! |
|||
3. | Aris | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix) Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won (But forever Thy blood in my veins) Gracious Spartan civilisation Eternally blessed Thy war spirit Surrounded by thousands of Persians "Molon lave" a final proud statement (None of thee survived but Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting) Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to your Celt tribe Dying in solitude (But Thy soul) forever in my heart Remember the moment Jerusalem fell The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared The wealthy we slaughtered, the lovely we spared Aris! And Aris shone! Mars! And Mars rose! Geuzen der Lage Landen Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam tot Den Briel Helden der Calvinistische droom Nachtmerrie der Spaans/Roomse overheerser Voor eeuwig Uw bloed in onze aderen Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice Hear me, ancient forefather Ambiorix Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won Forever Thy blood in my veins Noble was your cause Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to our tribe |
|||
4. | Fatherland | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
When the restless North Sea is trying to gain more land And a merciless west wind steals my breath When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches Plain as an endless desert Or uttermost vile storms are Teaching my people humbleness Then one can see my land resist There one can see my land fight As gloomy grey skies Cast away the northern sun I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home And our cities and villages Representing centuries and centuries Seem to drown due to eternal rainfall Or the rivers turn into Gold I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on turning to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Our cities seem to drown Due to eternal rainfall I watch the rivers Turn into Gold Under a genial sun When snow capped forests Create visions larger than life Then I realise where I belong My eyes have seen the continents The beauty of foreign civilisations An uncontrollable desire forces me to wander Yet echoes of melancholy and remembering The splendour being mine (make me turn home) Where castles and towers are the sole mountains And father time seems to have less grip Where castles and towers are the sole mountains There my land can be found I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on coming to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! |
|||
5. | Season’s Change (Solstice) | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
Torches to guide the way To walk the misty paths The forest seems like a shelter On this cold winter night A huge fire is reflecting shadows Of youth and old age As the open place is reached And the elderly take their seats This is the night of the season’s change And a new fire shall be lit A silent moment to remember the deceased (The way our ancestors did) Season’s change Season’s change Traditional music containing the soul of a people On this cold winter night Again a circle completed and rituals more ancient As if the son of God never arrived Memories subconsciously always present Vague visions of past centuries This is the night! When season’s change This is the night! When season’s change The trees seem to whisper their names The wind is full of a thousand voices As if summoned from the past Though no words are needed A tribe will never die! Memories subconsciously always present Vague visions of past centuries Appearing in the mind Images of times we may have never lived Yet oh so present, so divine! This is the night when season’s change |
|||
6. | 13th of October 1307 | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Dying in a Moment of Splendour | 07:17 | Show lyrics |
Ich umarme die Finsternis Seit dem Tag an dem meine Reise begann Always embraced the Dark Since the day my journey began With length of time We gain a step in knowledge With length of time A step closer to Death (However) J’ai plus de souveniers que si j’avais mille ans I have gathered as many memories As if I have lived a thousand years Only choice left Is to die in a moment of splendour Ultimate this experience shall be Echoes of melancholy Are haunting my dreams Dying in a moment of splendour Echoes of melancholy Are haunting my dreams Waiting this inevitable event Of ultimate splendour The time when Death shall arrive As a welcome companion Although immortality it is I always craved But so tragic yet divine it must be When ending in beauty As there is nothing grander left To reach out for While a larger than life experience Is achieved Ich umarme die Finsternis Seit dem Tag an dem meine Reise begann Always embraced the Dark Since the day my journey began With length of time We gain a step in knowledge With length of time A step closer to Death J’ai plus de souveniers que si j’avais mille ans |
|||
8. | Rise and Fall (Anno Satana) | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Noble Caesar, forgive me But I was the knife ending Thy ambition Yet I held Thy standard proudly As Thy legions burned the world Oh gorgeous Minoan empire Blessed were Thy art and culture Earthquakes undermined Thy glory Then I led hostile forces into Thy land [Chorus:] I am the desires most profane The pestilence cursing thousands I am the burned village Decimating diseases without a name Anno Satana! Anno Satana! Rise, rise, rise and fall! Rise, rise, rise and fall! Dear Robbespierre, hail to Thy revolution Which turned into an endless execution (So sweet Thy blood must have tasted in the hour of Thy own execution) Rise, rise, rise and fall! Rise, rise, rise and fall! Anno Satana! Anno Satana! Clever, mad Rasputin No intrigue too grand A pleasure it was watching you rise But the delight so overwhelming As I witnessed your fall Throughout history my misanthropy Always has been grander than thine |
|||
9. | The Seducer | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Hail to the Seducer [M:] Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant [G:] You create your own kingdom [M:] Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance [G:] Satan’s legions none will ever see them fall Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Kuolema! [M:] Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant [G:] You create your own kingdom [M:] Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance [G:] Lord Lucifer Your kingdom will come Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Kuolema! Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!!! [G:] Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Our kingdom will come Fallen Angel! Your kingdom will come! |
|||
10. | Cain | 02:09 | Show lyrics |
I live to die How can my father turn to a God Who creates everything to die? I feel deceived, rejected... How can one pray? All so useless, senseless, cruel... Then I prefer to turn away Then I prefer to turn away From your God who can’t be mine Who can’t be mine... |
|||
45:59 |
The First Decade 1989-1999
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Bass, Vocals |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 11) |
Oliver Philipps | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Artwork, Layout, Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | From Beyond the Grave | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
My body is gone My soul is dwelling But this won’t keep me from loving you Forever and ever more From Beyond the Grave Just as I promised you When I was alive Death won’t take away My hunger for the Flesh Forever I visit you From Beyond the Grave I love you to death From Beyond the Grave Join me on my journey to Hell |
|||
2. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Death Messiah | 02:37 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
4. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
5. | Land of Frost and Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
6. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
7. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
9. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Satan’s legions none will ever see them fall Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Tired of obeying a God who rules like tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Lord Lucifer Your kingdom will come Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!!! Legions march... to storm the gates of Heaven Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Our kingdom will come Fallen Angel! Your kingdom will come! |
|||
11. | (het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
"Centuries ago when Belgium and Holland were not divided by borders SAEFTINGE was a Thriving Place We shared. Since Medieval times Our North Sea and it’s Waters both Lost and Took Land which changed the geographical Outlook of our Countries (As did Politics). Although Forever Lost Saeftinge is still indicated on our Modern Maps as "Drowned Land of Saeftinge"..." Here One can Hear The Call of the Sea While a Deadwhite Moonlight is creating the Ultimate Unlight Or at Night, or at Night... O Sad and Beautiful Night Full of Melancholy When the Silent Dark Waters Are inviting the Lonely Souls of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me Here Once I led a Life My Home was build...Before the Cruel Water Came May be the Death Fish washed on the Shore With their Cold Eyes Have catched A Glimp - A Glimp.. Of my Forever Lost Village Do I Hear my Ancestors Call? Oh Beautiful and Cruel Lost, Forever Lost - Dark Medieval Times Drowned Land of Saeftinge - Drowned Land of Saeftinge Here Once I could Hear the Bell toll, Here once I had a life, My home was build... Here One can Hear the Call of the Sea Oh y Drowned Land MIJN VERDRONKEN LAND VAN SAEFTINGE... Saeftinge - Saeftinge - SAEFTINGE, Forever lost, FOREVER LOST ... | |||
12. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
13. | Avondland | 01:25 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Mother Europe | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation The cradle of Europe where it all began Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart Representing medieval Flemish pride Brave Teutonic, French and English knights Thy shining armour now long vanished Thy glory, however, forever remains Praised be the Scandinavian hordes Once the nightmare of the Christian world I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Children of Italia In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi" De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one Mother Europe born from your womb Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe the Slavonian soul never fades) Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne Where the Celtic dream still lives on Shall be my tomb! |
|||
15. | Aris | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix) Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won (But forever Thy blood in my veins) Gracious Spartan civilisation Eternally blessed Thy war spirit Surrounded by thousands of Persians "Molon lave" a final proud statement (None of thee survived but Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting) Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to your Celt tribe Dying in solitude (But Thy soul) forever in my heart Remember the moment Jerusalem fell The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared The wealthy we slaughtered, the lovely we spared Aris! And Aris shone! Mars! And Mars rose! Geuzen der Lage Landen Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam tot Den Briel Helden der Calvinistische droom Nachtmerrie der Spaans/Roomse overheerser Voor eeuwig Uw bloed in onze aderen Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice Hear me, ancient forefather Ambiorix Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won Forever Thy blood in my veins Noble was your cause Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to our tribe |
|||
16. | Season’s Change (Solstice) | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
Torches to guide the way To walk the misty paths The forest seems like a shelter On this cold winter night A huge fire is reflecting shadows Of youth and old age As the open place is reached And the elderly take their seats This is the night of the season’s change And a new fire shall be lit A silent moment to remember the deceased (The way our ancestors did) Season’s change Season’s change Traditional music containing the soul of a people On this cold winter night Again a circle completed and rituals more ancient As if the son of God never arrived Memories subconsciously always present Vague visions of past centuries This is the night! When season’s change This is the night! When season’s change The trees seem to whisper their names The wind is full of a thousand voices As if summoned from the past Though no words are needed A tribe will never die! Memories subconsciously always present Vague visions of past centuries Appearing in the mind Images of times we may have never lived Yet oh so present, so divine! This is the night when season’s change |
|||
17. | Fatherland | 07:08 | Show lyrics |
When the restless North Sea is trying to gain more land And a merciless west wind steals my breath When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches Plain as an endless desert Or uttermost vile storms are Teaching my people humbleness Then one can see my land resist There one can see my land fight As gloomy grey skies Cast away the northern sun I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home And our cities and villages Representing centuries and centuries Seem to drown due to eternal rainfall Or the rivers turn into Gold I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on turning to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Our cities seem to drown Due to eternal rainfall I watch the rivers Turn into Gold Under a genial sun When snow capped forests Create visions larger than life Then I realise where I belong My eyes have seen the continents The beauty of foreign civilisations An uncontrollable desire forces me to wander Yet echoes of melancholy and remembering The splendour being mine (make me turn home) Where castles and towers are the sole mountains And father time seems to have less grip Where castles and towers are the sole mountains There my land can be found I turn home.... Always turn home I turn home.... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on coming to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! |
|||
18. | Cain | 02:09 | Show lyrics |
I live to die How can my father turn to a God Who creates everything to die? I feel deceived, rejected... How can one pray? All so useless, senseless, cruel... Then I prefer to turn away Then I prefer to turn away From your God who can’t be mine Who can’t be mine... |
|||
01:07:34 |
Scenes of Splendour
Members | |
---|---|
Gunther Theys | Bass, Vocals |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars (on tracks 1-9) |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars (tracks 10-14) |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars (tracks 10-14) |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards (track 14) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Assyrian Empire | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Satanic Rejoice | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Crucifixion Justified | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Death Messiah | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Land of Frost and Despair | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | From Beyond the Grave | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Total Misanthropia | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Quest for Blood | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | (Het Verdronken Land van) Saeftinge | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Interview with Gunther and Walter alternated with excerpts of the gig | ||
(loading lyrics...) |
Dim Carcosa
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
May 16th, 2001 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 074 | CD | |
May 16th, 2001 | Fono Ltd. | FO82MC | Cassette | |
May 16th, 2001 | Hammerheart America | 7202000262 | CD | |
May 16th, 2001 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 074 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
May 16th, 2001 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 074 | 12" vinyl | |
2001 | Fono Ltd. | FO82CD | CD | |
2001 (Unofficial) | Limited Edition | CD | ||
2001 | Mystic Production | MYST 277 | Cassette | |
2001 | Wizard | WHH 200.754 | Cassette |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
And the Hordes Stood as One
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Layout, Design |
Eroc | Mastering |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer, Engineering, Recording |
Oliver Philipps | Producer |
Dennis Eiserman | Engineering |
Tonnie Westerbeke | Photography |
Wim Neefs | Photography |
Ann Kermans | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les Litanies de Satan) | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misère! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God_s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | Total Misanthropia | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
"At Certain Moments in Life a feeling of extreme Hate can take over Soul and Body, Adrenaline and Anger can be turned into Power. Oh so Many would like to see us Fail, our Answer to them and humanity in general." Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misanthropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misanthropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misanthropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the Pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
5. | Aris | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix) Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won (But forever Thy blood in my veins) Gracious Spartan civilisation Eternally blessed Thy war spirit Surrounded by thousands of Persians "Molon lave" a final proud statement (None of thee survived but Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting) Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to your Celt tribe Dying in solitude (But Thy soul) forever in my heart Remember the moment Jerusalem fell The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared The wealthy we slaughtered, the lovely we spared Aris! And Aris shone! Mars! And Mars rose! Geuzen der Lage Landen Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam tot Den Briel Helden der Calvinistische droom Nachtmerrie der Spaans/Roomse overheerser Voor eeuwig Uw bloed in onze aderen Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice Hear me, ancient forefather Ambiorix Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won Forever Thy blood in my veins Noble was your cause Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to our tribe |
|||
6. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns... called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns... called for war And the horns... called for war!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand It was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns... called for war And the horns... called for war!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns... called for war!!! |
|||
7. | North Sea | 06:28 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
8. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
"Seen through the eyes of the anti-christ who continues the battle against God/allah and his prophets throughout time. Religion and other fairytales Are one thing however fundamentalism is increasing everywhere. "holy" Battles (still) are fought in this so called modern age. New dangers to face Created by the ignorant masses. God’s children slaughtering each other in His name, what a joke! Splendid "victory" of the servants of light. Did lucifer Really lose the battle? The track is our way to express our disrespect for Sheep... and our sympathy for the rebel angel... " One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared "criminal of war" This is my final hour (execution, The end)...but the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forver I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was Mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the Apple, Who needs this paradise, who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into Flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being Poisoned... Bible or koran: pathetic book of lies! (We alwas lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco Dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
9. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult An important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs For Him shadows on the wall Reflect scenes which cannot Bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts And desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, Like a romance of Death kissing A decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:07 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming "jihad!!" Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
11. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
12. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
"Centuries ago when Belgium and Holland were not divided by borders SAEFTINGE was a Thriving Place We shared. Since Medieval times Our North Sea and it’s Waters both Lost and Took Land which changed the geographical Outlook of our Countries (As did Politics). Although Forever Lost Saeftinge is still indicated on our Modern Maps as "Drowned Land of Saeftinge"..." Here One can Hear The Call of the Sea While a Deadwhite Moonlight is creating the Ultimate Unlight Or at Night, or at Night... O Sad and Beautiful Night Full of Melancholy When the Silent Dark Waters Are inviting the Lonely Souls of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me Here Once I led a Life My Home was build...Before the Cruel Water Came May be the Death Fish washed on the Shore With their Cold Eyes Have catched A Glimp - A Glimp.. Of my Forever Lost Village Do I Hear my Ancestors Call? Oh Beautiful and Cruel Lost, Forever Lost - Dark Medieval Times Drowned Land of Saeftinge - Drowned Land of Saeftinge Here Once I could Hear the Bell toll, Here once I had a life, My home was build... Here One can Hear the Call of the Sea Oh y Drowned Land MIJN VERDRONKEN LAND VAN SAEFTINGE... Saeftinge - Saeftinge - SAEFTINGE, Forever lost, FOREVER LOST ... |
|||
13. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! "Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen" Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) "Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen" En de leeuwen dansen... |
|||
14. | Mother Europe | 05:26 | Show lyrics |
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation The cradle of Europe where it all began Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart Representing medieval Flemish pride Brave Teutonic, French and English knights Thy shining armour now long vanished Thy glory, however, forever remains Praised be the Scandinavian hordes Once the nightmare of the Christian world I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Children of Italia In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi" De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one Mother Europe born from your womb Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe the Slavonian soul never fades) Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne Where the Celtic dream still lives on Shall be my tomb! |
|||
15. | Evil Prevails | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER of Evil Lucifer... You’re the one Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER! Master... of... Evil Infernal... Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
16. | Fatherland | 08:16 | Show lyrics |
When the restless North Sea is trying to gain more land And a merciless west wind steals my breath When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches Plain as an endless desert Or uttermost vile storms are Teaching my people humbleness Then one can see my land resist There one can see my land fight As gloomy grey skies Cast away the northern sun I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home And our cities and villages Representing centuries and centuries Seem to drown due to eternal rainfall Or the rivers turn into Gold I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on turning to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Our cities seem to drown Due to eternal rainfall I watch the rivers Turn into Gold Under a genial sun When snow capped forests Create visions larger than life Then I realise where I belong My eyes have seen the continents The beauty of foreign civilisations An uncontrollable desire forces me to wander Yet echoes of melancholy and remembering The splendour being mine (make me turn home) Where castles and towers are the sole mountains And father time seems to have less grip Where castles and towers are the sole mountains There my land can be found I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on coming to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! |
|||
01:18:08 |
And the Hordes Stood as One
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jouko Kulppi | Producer |
Jari Koskela | Director |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | Show lyrics | |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland | |||
2. | Exile (Les Litanies de Satan) | Show lyrics | |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God_s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night | |||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | Show lyrics | |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! | |||
4. | Total Misanthropia | Show lyrics | |
"At Certain Moments in Life a feeling of extreme Hate can take over Soul and Body, Adrenaline and Anger can be turned into Power. Oh so Many would like to see us Fail, our Answer to them and humanity in general." Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misanthropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misanthropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misanthropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the Pain Destruction of the human race | |||
5. | Aris | Show lyrics | |
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix) Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won (But forever Thy blood in my veins) Gracious Spartan civilisation Eternally blessed Thy war spirit Surrounded by thousands of Persians "Molon lave" a final proud statement (None of thee survived but Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting) Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to your Celt tribe Dying in solitude (But Thy soul) forever in my heart Remember the moment Jerusalem fell The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared The wealthy we slaughtered, the lovely we spared Aris! And Aris shone! Mars! And Mars rose! Geuzen der Lage Landen Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam tot Den Briel Helden der Calvinistische droom Nachtmerrie der Spaans/Roomse overheerser Voor eeuwig Uw bloed in onze aderen Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix Sad the day of your sacrifice Hear me, ancient forefather Ambiorix Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won Forever Thy blood in my veins Noble was your cause Sad the day of your sacrifice An example to our tribe | |||
6. | ...and the Horns Called for War | Show lyrics | |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand It was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! | |||
7. | North Sea | Show lyrics | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | Show lyrics | |
"Seen through the Eyes of the Anti-Christ who continues the Battle against god/allah and his prophets throughout Time. Religion and other Fairytales are one thing However Fundamentalism is increasing everywhere. "Holy" Battles (still) are fought in this So called Modern Age. New Dangers to face created by the ignorant Masses. God’s Children Slaughtering each other in his Name, what a joke! Splendid "Victory" of the Servants of light. Did Lucifer REALLY lose the battle? The track is Our Way to express Our disrespect for Sheep....And Our Sympathy for the Rebel Angel.... " One Last Look to the Sky Again my end is near Declared "Criminal of War" This is My final Hour (Execution, The End)...but the Start of my Dream THE START OF MY DREAM Reborn I will Be, Forver I will Hunt! As a Traveller throughout Time Reborn I will be Forever I will Hunt, Forever I will Be As a Traveller throughout Time The Spear that tortured Christ was Mine! Oh Eva! Hold me once More, Bite the Apple, Who needs this Paradise, WHO NEEDS THIS PARADISE?! I inspired Nero to put Rome into Flames A Lieutenant I was, When Napoleon set the World on Fire! Oh beautiful Sight, Mohammed being Poisoned... Bible or Koran: Pathetic Book of Lies! (We alwas lost a Battle, Eternally we won a War!!!) The Blood of God on my Skin The Blood of Allah on my Hands PORCO DIO! PORCO DIO! PORCO DIO! PORCO DIO! Für immer! Voor altijd! AIONIA! BLASFEMIA ETERNAL!!!! |
|||
10. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | Show lyrics | |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle | |||
11. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | Show lyrics | |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming "jihad!!" Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! | |||
12. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | Show lyrics | |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! | |||
13. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | Show lyrics | |
"Centuries ago when Belgium and Holland were not divided by borders SAEFTINGE was a Thriving Place We shared. Since Medieval times Our North Sea and it’s Waters both Lost and Took Land which changed the geographical Outlook of our Countries (As did Politics). Although Forever Lost Saeftinge is still indicated on our Modern Maps as "Drowned Land of Saeftinge"..." Here One can Hear The Call of the Sea While a Deadwhite Moonlight is creating the Ultimate Unlight Or at Night, or at Night... O Sad and Beautiful Night Full of Melancholy When the Silent Dark Waters Are inviting the Lonely Souls of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me of Mourning Lost Ones... Like Me Here Once I led a Life My Home was build...Before the Cruel Water Came May be the Death Fish washed on the Shore With their Cold Eyes Have catched A Glimp - A Glimp.. Of my Forever Lost Village Do I Hear my Ancestors Call? Oh Beautiful and Cruel Lost, Forever Lost - Dark Medieval Times Drowned Land of Saeftinge - Drowned Land of Saeftinge Here Once I could Hear the Bell toll, Here once I had a life, My home was build... Here One can Hear the Call of the Sea Oh y Drowned Land MIJN VERDRONKEN LAND VAN SAEFTINGE... Saeftinge - Saeftinge - SAEFTINGE, Forever lost, FOREVER LOST ... | |||
14. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | Show lyrics | |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! "Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen" Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) "Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen" En de leeuwen dansen... | |||
15. | Overture to the Sun | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Mother Europe | Show lyrics | |
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation The cradle of Europe where it all began Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart Representing medieval Flemish pride Brave Teutonic, French and English knights Thy shining armour now long vanished Thy glory, however, forever remains Praised be the Scandinavian hordes Once the nightmare of the Christian world I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Children of Italia In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi" De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one Mother Europe born from your womb Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb I talk of not of mercy I talk not of fear The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe the Slavonian soul never fades) Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne Where the Celtic dream still lives on Shall be my tomb! | |||
17. | Evil Prevails | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
18. | Fatherland | Show lyrics | |
When the restless North Sea is trying to gain more land And a merciless west wind steals my breath When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches Plain as an endless desert Or uttermost vile storms are Teaching my people humbleness Then one can see my land resist There one can see my land fight As gloomy grey skies Cast away the northern sun I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home And our cities and villages Representing centuries and centuries Seem to drown due to eternal rainfall Or the rivers turn into Gold I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on turning to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Our cities seem to drown Due to eternal rainfall I watch the rivers Turn into Gold Under a genial sun When snow capped forests Create visions larger than life Then I realise where I belong My eyes have seen the continents The beauty of foreign civilisations An uncontrollable desire forces me to wander Yet echoes of melancholy and remembering The splendour being mine (make me turn home) Where castles and towers are the sole mountains And father time seems to have less grip Where castles and towers are the sole mountains There my land can be found I turn home... Always turn home I turn home... Always turn home Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Keep on coming to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland! | |||
19. | Dim Carcosa | Show lyrics | |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more sitant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
Rvbicon
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
May 15th, 2006 | Season of Mist | SOM 139 | CD | Digipak |
May 15th, 2006 | Season of Mist | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 30th, 2019 | Floga Records | FL252 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Lyrics |
Raf Jansen | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Rute Fevereiro | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer, Orchestra |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
Eroc | Mastering |
Dirk Vollon | Artwork |
Guy Meurs | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Crvsade | 01:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Templar | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
Clad in armour, strong of will Eye for an eye, kill for a kill "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Cross and half moon in total war "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" No quarter given, life evened the score "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Moving into the holy land "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Empires clashing in desert sand Jerusalem a city lit Did God demand? Did God forbid? Pilgrims slaughtered by Saracen band Saracens slaughtered by Christian hand Templar Van Ruddervoorde in command Templars’ grandmaster of the Flemish land Battling Saladin, knight of the moon At the siege of Acre meeting his doom Outnumbered he fell, in a far away land The templars’ life took an end Azure eyed and golden haired Forth the knights templar fared While above troops devoted Heraldic banners floated |
|||
3. | Mithras | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Now as the names are answered, and the guards are marched away, Mithras, also a soldier, give us strenght for the day! Mithras, God of the sunset, low on the western main, Thou descending immortal, immortal to rise again! Now when the watch is ended, now when the wine is drawn Mithras also a soldier, keep us pure till the dawn! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, the soul of a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras, god of midnight, here were the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Mithras, God of the noontide, the heather swims in the heat, Our helmets scorch our foreheads; our sandals burn our feet, Now in the ungrit hour; now ere we blink and drowse, Mithras also a soldier, keep us true to our vows! Mithras, God of midnight, here where the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! |
|||
4. | Thermopylae | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie. Lacedaemon’s mothers gave birth to men, Withstanding thousends again and again None will behold the Eurotas Valley no more This sacrifice needed to silence Persia’s roar No matter how fierce the spirit or mind Blades striking, the kings’ heart declined Round he spun, and down he fell No scream, no word, no cowardice yell Symbolic sacrifice, all for the Hellenic land Spartan codes of honour and inspiring guiding hand No Spartiate soul left alive to tell How bravely they fought, by treason they fell Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves They live on in history that immortally saves Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie |
|||
5. | Rvbicon | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Die Welt ist ein Feuer! Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Befreit ihre Seele (Behold the Red Dawn in the East! The World is a Fire! Behold the Red Dawn in the East! Liberate Thy Soul) If Caesar crossed the Rubicon, so can Thee Rise like a Phoenix, conquer Land and Sea By will, Alexander Emperor before thirty three Set Thy Goals, Let thy Fierce Spirit float Free History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Victory or Valhalla might be Thy Fate It does matter not, Willpower one should rate History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Rise and Fall, But Above All Rise Again Abolish past Pains, Thrown down Thy Chain Let Each of Thee amid the Fires Search thy own Willpower and Desires Dwell this Earth like a Wolf with Hunger Strengthen Thy Inner Self and Wander Follow a Path that made Pilate’s Laurel Learn of a Wolf packs much feared Howl Might is Right when Legions gather Here Cast out Weakness, cast out Fear |
|||
6. | Invictvs | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have not winced nor cried aloud Invictus! My head is bloody, but unbowed Invictus! I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. It matters not how strait the gate, I am the master of my fate Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. |
|||
7. | Ypres | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead Near the leafless trees, we somehow met On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Born in different times, we never knew each other, Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates, believe met: But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret your dead On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret your dead Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed As there is between the living, who hold on to live at any cost And the dead, whose lifes and dreams along with their bodies lost Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost |
|||
8. | Galilean | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha’s Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a holy land Dating back to Pagan days, another son heaven send Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Prophets of Christians and Muselmen, prophets of Hebrews Turn man into lamb, an obeying flock to use Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Holy books cleverly written but by the hand of men Beware of Gods’ messengers and their enslaving pen Guiding lines indeed required or else civilization fails Yet pilate the one condemned in mythical religious tales The worlds most known legends, but no historical facts Devoted mass hysteria, although still evidence lacks Each character in the books of faith an own epic part to play But without Judas no martyr Jesus and did Mohammed not slay? Hail to the lions, hail to the Romans, representing reality Jehovah’s or Allah’s’ chosen ones do not appeal to me Galilean! |
|||
9. | Chervscan | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Chill the air, although only september Silent the woods as in deep slumber Here in Germania, slain by Cheruscan hand The glory of Rome has come to an end Gaul on its knees, under Jupiters reign This side of the Rhine, still Wodon’s domain For noble Arminius is Germanic again Romes’ mighty eagle received with disdain Altars erected where three legions stood None escaped oblivion, silent the Teutoburg wood Scattered bodies all over, captured standards as a sign Heads nailed to the trees, symbols of decline Germania! Midst the battle the governor fell Fell by his very own hand Romans took their last desperate stand "Future emperor Tiberius, do not cross the Rhine On this natural border Rome should draw its line" Symbol of preservation, of Germania’s freedom Saved the untamed land of the Northern Heathen Emperor Augustus by his loss driven to despair: "Give me back my legions! Oh Varus, I do declare!" |
|||
10. | Brabantia | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before Was heard of such a man The duke of Brabant brave in war Chivalry still treasured then Een standaard van goud en zwart Schitterend in de namiddagzon Men streed met leeuwenhart Bij Woeringen waar de hertog won A banner of black and gold Rising above the battlefield For friend and foe to behold At Woeringen their fate was sealed "All of thee stay at my side, Don’t withdraw, cover my flanks Frontal assaults I will fight But kill me if I break our ranks" Noch doen, noch eer en wert vernomen Riddere en geen, noch oec gesien, Soe condichlike ten wige wert tien, Alse die hertoge, alse die hertoge |
|||
45:56 |
Laguz
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
---|---|---|---|---|
February 20th, 2015 | Massacre Records | MAS CD0896 | CD | |
February 20th, 2015 | Massacre Records | MAS DP0896 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
February 20th, 2015 | Massacre Records | MAS LP0896 / MAS LP0896C | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
April 14th, 2020 | Fono Ltd. | FO1563CD | CD |
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Evy Verbruggen | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer |
Eroc | Mastering |
Jeff van Laer | Layout |
Gunther Theys | Artwork |
Elsabijn van der Valk | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Golden Path to Samarkand | 01:47 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Carthago Delenda Est | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! An empire rising so sudden, startled the ancient world Dominance at stake, against Carthago legions had to be hurled For this closed civilisation was looked upon with fear and distrust Whispers of infant sacrifice filled the ancient world with disgust Carthago Delenda Est! The Punic God Ba’al-Hamon, the centre of Carthago religion Demanded human burning flesh, in ancient sources is written Whether dark reality or rumours, opinions are divided to this day A clash of titans, the Punic Wars, and Rome made Carthago pay Hannibal shook the Roman World, victory for Phoenicians within reach "Carthago Delenda Est", Cato The Elder’s famous repeated speech "Carthage must be destroyed" Cato stated, a prediction harsh and dire Scipio set the city ablaze, and thus Carthago went down in fire Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! Razed to the ground, ruins remained, 50.000 as slaves to be sold It was the most absolute fall for a civilisation that old That is the tragic tale of the once mighty empire of trade Echoes of (Greek) tragedies come to mind, thinking of Carthago’s fate Carthago Delenda Est… |
|||
3. | Under the Sign of Laguz | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Onward into the Northern waters,onward! Forward to tame unknown lands,forward! Alfather Odin be our guide,onward! Under the Laguz rune,forward! UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES Laguz representing,ebb and flow of life Sign of the water and spiritual strife The timeless sea,origin and source of life Yet unpredictable element,of Death and of Thrive UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES The ocean,the domain of the Midgard Serpent Giving,but also taking,the life of sailor and merchant Oh symbol of the subconscious and dream Of travel in flesh and mind,haven for souls to redeem Sacred to Njord and the Aegir,deities of the sea Laguz represents the Well of Wyrd,near the Yggdrasil tree Laguz stands for mystery,,revelation,fertility,growth,the unknown,life energy Rune of the universal knowledge,collective ancient wisdom Pre-dating more recent teachings,Islamic or Christian UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES |
|||
4. | Von Gott entfernt (Bij nacht en ontij) | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The lowlands saw the rise of a Guild unseen A Phoenix rising contra church and regime Dead Man’s Hand! Across the countries they spread their attack The legend said that they rode on goat back Dead Man’s Hand! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! Ze Reden Bij Nacht! Bockereyders! Den Ziel Gitzwart! Bockereyders! Brandend Land! Bockereyders! Aan Duyvel Verpand! "Gezellen" or "Complicen" ("companions" or "accomplises") is how they called themselves But they live on in legend as "Bokkereyders",in books on the shelves Some were soldiers,butchers,Captain Kirchhoffs a military surgeon Nol van Geleen an artist,regardless,the road to oblivion was certain "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Anti-Christian symbolism,robbing of churches,sacking leaders of society Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! Yet their ranks grew more and more For Gain? Revolt? Or both? Von Gott Entfernt! Von Gott Entfernt! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! |
|||
5. | Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
"Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school "Fidelis" more appropriate,Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule People and Senate of Rome Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on history cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe Taking only Thy sword,Front line,though Choosing speed over caution,in 363 AD A spear infliced a mortal wound,causing The End of Thee AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Against the Galilaeans! Kata Galileon! Contra Galileos! Kata Galileon! APOSTATA! APOSTATA! Libanius the Theosophist wrote,it was Treason causing your fall A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall APOSTATA! APOSTATA! It was Basil of Caesaria,who ordered The Kill,later made a Saint Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed Restoring Ancient Temples,casting out politicians corrupt Not even two years Thy Rule,Your Reign ended abrupt For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul Those chasing Dreams lost,must burn for Once...For All "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! |
|||
6. | Legio V Alaudae (Fifth Larks Legion) | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Recruited in Ancient Gallia,sole foreign legion Their status quite apart,remaining gauls at heart Legio Quinta Alaudae,named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark Legio Quinta Alaudae named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Punished for their loyalty by a usurper,Alaudae promptly revolted against Rome For in their Gallic minds,their oath sacred,regardless the old Emperor’s fall On their shields,a war elephant,a symbol of bravery,the 5th had won For fighting war elephants,first in line,under a burning,African sun In the year of 86,the Legion met their Doom At the battle of Tapae,5000 went down in gloom Their standard and all men perished,on the Legion list so did their name Thus was the end of the larks,now only in Legend they reign OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Oh Legio Quinta Gallica,in Colonia,a tombstone remains |
|||
7. | Mind Unconquered | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Life is not a bed of roses Wise words,most will admit Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! The human intellect,a blessing or a curse Finding inner strenght,turn pain into gain Important is one fought,even if in vain Knowledge,no matter,is relevant to me Yet no peace of mind offered,no man totally free Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest Face life,face death,is life but a mere test? How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! Rest assured,solitary minds find no rest Alliances few,lone path,but what is best? The mind blank,the soul of a sheep? Rather walk the path of the Wolf,Soul will not weep From the Cradle to the Grave! From the Cradle to the Grave! Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit MIND POWER! MIND POWER! |
|||
8. | Umbra Sumus (We Are Shadows) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
UMBRA SUMUS - WE ARE SHADOWS - UMBRA SUMUS If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see grey-clad weaver folk,like shadows on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of people of old times Come trooping from the attics Salute,talk,advance If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see iron clad soldiers,like silhouettes on the wall Fierce shadows on the moonbeams Of heroes of old times Salute! In line! Advance! Salute! In line! Advance! IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall Umbra Sumus - We are shadows - Umbra Sumus If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see elegant lady folk,like flowers on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of wenches of old times Come trooping from the attics Embrace,kiss,advance IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL Forgotten shadows on the moonbeams,ghosts longing for past times And you and I come trooping from the attic...Dead,Lost,In Trance |
|||
9. | Frankenland | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Yet once more let us look upon the North Sea Behold the lands,where our folk & kin roamed free Ancient echoes from distant valleys,where once afar Elder cults practised in sacred woods,Pagan fires under many a Star Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through For if one has an olden spirit,a centuries old heart Forgotten Chants might echo,hear the ancient bard Scaldic poetry of runes,of victory and defeat Vague sounds of song,an ancient heartbeat AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND OUD GERMANENLAND Alas the Ancients faded,centuries shred a cloud Over what once was,the songs no longer loud AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND ZIEL VERBRAND,OUD GERMANENLAND Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through But if not for our forefathers there would be none of us Passed on the torch,to the Ancients loyalty thus AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! |
|||
10. | Fatum (Ill Fate/Noodlot) | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
A merciless Sea dragging you down,while the distant shore almost in Reach Trying to find a way back home,when one’s vessel stranded on a distant Beach Like longing for a beam of Sunlight,in a world of hostile Frost Adam and Eve reaching out for light,when already their Paradise is Lost Finally declaring how great ones Love,while the lovers’ heartbeat faded Away A Terminal patient wishing for Life,but forever gone,yet another Day A poet seeking Eternity,whose talents are drowned in Absinth Wishing for a vast landscape,when King Minos sent you to his Labyrinth At last innocence proven,buit the guillotines’ blade cut a minute too soon Like a Vampire captured by a Midsummer Night,when the Sun banished the Moon A young soldiers broken eyes,gazing at an empty,cold winter Sky Never knowing why,on the Last Day of the War,he had to Die Writing the words to a Poem,composing a Song,that no Soul will hear Standing at Crossroads,never progressing,because all choices shall cost you dear |
|||
45:38 |
Dark Ritual
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther | Vocals, Bass |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards (tracks 1, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther | Cover art |
Rudy De Keyser | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Single-sided | |||
1. | Intro (Dark Ritual) | 01:00 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eternal Blasphemy | 03:03 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Fallen Angel | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Satan’s legions none will ever see them fall Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Tired of obeying a God who rules like tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Lord Lucifer Your kingdom will come Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!!! Legions march... to storm the gates of Heaven Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Our kingdom will come Fallen Angel! Your kingdom will come! |
|||
4. | From Beyond the Grave | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
My body is gone, my soul is dwelling But this won’t keep me from loving you Forever and ever more From beyond the grave Just as I promised you, when I was alive Death won’t take away, my hunger for the flesh Forever I missed you From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave |
|||
5. | Not Anymore | 02:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Outro (Tribute to Insanity) | 00:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15:48 |
Dark Ritual
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther | Vocals, Bass |
Stefan Bernar (R.I.P.) | Drums |
Johan Vrancken | Guitars |
Philip Bollengier (R.I.P. 1990) | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards (tracks 1, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Rudy De Keyser | Producer |
Gunther | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Intro (Dark Ritual) | 01:00 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Eternal Blasphemy | 03:03 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Fallen Angel | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Satan’s legions none will ever see them fall Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Tired of obeying a God who rules like tyrant You create your own kingdom Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance Lord Lucifer Your kingdom will come Hail to you... Death! Hail to you... Death! Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!!! Legions march... to storm the gates of Heaven Legions march to storm the gates of Heaven Our kingdom will come Fallen Angel! Your kingdom will come! |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | From Beyond the Grave | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
My body is gone, my soul is dwelling But this won’t keep me from loving you Forever and ever more From beyond the grave Just as I promised you, when I was alive Death won’t take away, my hunger for the flesh Forever I missed you From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave Love me to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave I love you to death From beyond the grave |
|||
5. | Not Anymore | 02:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Outro (A Tribute to Insanity) | 00:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15:48 |
Evil Prevails...
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Pascal | Guitars |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards, Songwriting (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Götterdämmerung (Intro) | 01:57 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of Christ Loyal towards each other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness, Evil prevails Show me the way, Storm the Gates of Heaven Master! Lucifer... You’re the one, Descend into Darkness Evil prevails, Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil, Satan! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross, Denial of Mary Mother of Whores Master Infernal... Kill the priest, Crush the priest Drink his blood, Rites of the Black Book Loyal, Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
5. | Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14:56 |
Evil Prevails...
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Pascal | Guitars |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards, Songwriting (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Götterdämmerung (Intro) | 01:57 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
3. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of Christ Loyal towards each other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness, Evil prevails Show me the way, Storm the Gates of Heaven Master! Lucifer... You’re the one, Descend into Darkness Evil prevails, Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil, Satan! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross, Denial of Mary Mother of Whores Master Infernal... Kill the priest, Crush the priest Drink his blood, Rites of the Black Book Loyal, Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
5. | Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14:56 |
Uncanny / Ancient Rites
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Pascal | Guitars |
Uncanny | |
Jens Törnroos | Vocals |
Fredrik "North" Norrman | Guitars |
Mats Forsell | Guitars |
Frille Harborg | Bass |
Kennet Englund | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dan Swanö | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Uncanny - Ceased from Reality | 03:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Uncanny - Determination to Win | 03:06 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Uncanny - Profligacy of Power | 03:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Uncanny - Soul Incest | 03:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Uncanny - Why My Intestines? | 04:47 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Uncanny - Brain Access | 03:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
7. | Ancient Rites - Götterdämmerung (Intro) | 01:57 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Ancient Rites - Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Ancient Rites - Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of christ Loyal towardseach other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
10. | Ancient Rites - Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master... Of... Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
11. | Ancient Rites - Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
37:35 |
Uncanny / Ancient Rites
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Pascal | Guitars |
Uncanny | |
Kennet Englund | Drums |
Jens Törnroos | Vocals |
Fredrik "North" Norrman | Guitars |
Mats Forsell | Guitars |
Frille Harborg | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dan Swanö | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Ancient Rites - Götterdämmerung (Intro) / Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
2. | Ancient Rites - Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of christ Loyal towardseach other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
3. | Ancient Rites - Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness, Evil prevails Show me the way, Storm the Gates of Heaven Master! Lucifer... You’re the one, Descend into Darkness Evil prevails, Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil, Satan! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross, Denial of Mary Mother of Whores Master Infernal... Kill the priest, Crush the priest Drink his blood, Rites of the Black Book Loyal, Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
4. | Ancient Rites - Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Uncanny - Ceased from Reality | 03:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Uncanny - Determination to Win | 03:06 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Uncanny - Profligacy of Power | 03:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Uncanny - Soul Incest | 03:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Uncanny - Why My Intestines? | 04:47 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Uncanny - Brain Access | 03:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
37:35 |
Uncanny / Ancient Rites
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ancient Rites | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Pascal | Guitars |
Uncanny | |
Kennet Englund | Drums |
Jens Törnroos | Vocals |
Fredrik "North" Norrman | Guitars |
Mats Forsell | Guitars |
Frille Harborg | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Dan Swanö | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Ancient Rites - Götterdämmerung (Intro) / Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 05:22 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
2. | Ancient Rites - Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:13 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, satanic oath Blasphemous rites, churches in flames, obscurity reigns Feast on meat, drenched in blood, denial of christ Loyal towardseach other, together in death Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... Touch the sky, churches in flames Blasphemous rites, obscurity reigns Morbid glory... bonded by blood loyal Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat, spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns Churches in flames! |
|||
3. | Ancient Rites - Evil Prevails | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness, Evil prevails Show me the way, Storm the Gates of Heaven Master! Lucifer... You’re the one, Descend into Darkness Evil prevails, Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil, Satan! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross, Denial of Mary Mother of Whores Master Infernal... Kill the priest, Crush the priest Drink his blood, Rites of the Black Book Loyal, Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
4. | Ancient Rites - Black Plague | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Uncanny - Ceased from Reality | 03:34 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Uncanny - Determination to Win | 03:06 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Uncanny - Profligacy of Power | 03:50 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Uncanny - Soul Incest | 03:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Uncanny - Why My Intestines? | 04:47 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Uncanny - Brain Access | 03:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
37:35 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Keyboards, Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | From Beyond the Grave, Part 2 | 04:20 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
43:09 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
The Diabolic Serenades
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-12) |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 2-12) |
Guest/Session | |
Louis Jans | Lyrics (track 1), Songwriting (track 1), Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Louis Jans | Engineering |
Gunther Theys | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | (Intro) Infant Sacrifices to Baalberith | 01:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Crucifixion Justified (Roman Supremacy) | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You promised heaven Rather descend into hell Die Jesus Die You only played a game on earth Only an empty grave awaits Die Nazarine Christ! You’re hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell Only an empty grave awaits No ressurection! No place for weak idols No one is our master We create our own rules The Roman Empire can’t tolerate the weak No partisan activities can bring our empire down Don’t threaten us! |
|||
3. | Satanic Rejoice | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am Arise! Invoke the blasphemous Name The Lord of Sodom The God of Cain Joy to the flesh forever My body is a temple Wherein all Demons dwell A Pantheon of flesh I am SATANIC REJOICE |
|||
4. | Obscurity Reigns (Fields of Flanders) | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ Loyal towards each other Together in DEATH Dwelling around in the Fields of Flanders At night they ride... touch the sky Churches in flames Blasphemous rites Obscurity reigns Morbid glory...bonded by blood LOYAL Choose to burn in hell... Rites of the Black Goat Spit on the cross his blood Obscurity reigns CHURCHES IN FLAMES |
|||
5. | Death Messiah | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
Death Messiah You’re the one Occult dreams aren’t your goal Why you preach the Black Book When handcuffs & whips are Your game Death Messiah Your religion Only an excuse Death Messiah Diabolic desires are your major concern Death Messiah You’re the king in your morbid phantasies Death Messiah You’re insane In your sick reality (you reign) Die for Die for Die for HIM! |
|||
6. | Land of Frost & Despair | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Land of frost and misery No hope for the future Only the darkest goal Only the darkest dreams Darkest desires fill my soul Land of Frost and Misery Blasphemous games No place for the weak Only the Cold No love Darkest desires Burn my soul No place for a weak God Only Black is real No place for sun Dark clouds Land of Frost Land of Frost Land of Frost No place to raise the children Winter cannot bare new life Land of the North Only the darkest dreams Touch my soul in The Land of Frost |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Assyrian Empire | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying, Raping, No one could stand the sight Their (skinned) enemies flesh on the city walls A pile of skulls in front of the city gate Flesh on the walls of the conquered weak True Masters Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Assyrian Empire Pile of skulls in front of the main gate Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code Assyrian Life Code |
|||
8. | Longing for the Ancient Kingdom | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom Darkness still awaits Searching for the Ancient Wisdom Let Fear reign once again! Evil calling Evil calling Evil calling The way of the psychopath Spill the blood! |
|||
9. | Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440) | 03:36 | Show lyrics |
As a hero into battle At the side of Joan of Arc Glorious Marshalls of France Gilles de Rais You were the one to insult an important priest Never afraid to face the enemy However when the night longs for Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day Appreciating aesthetic art and Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind As a true Emperor of Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of Death kissing a decapitated Child’s head But his end was approaching (so was) Execution but no fear He showed as (once) into battle |
|||
10. | Ritual Slayings (Goat Worship Pure) | 03:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Evil Prevails | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Show me the way Storm the Gates of Heaven MASTER! Lucifer... You’re the one Descend into Darkness Evil prevails Left Hand Path Master...of...Evil SATAN! Thy Kingdom come Spit on the cross Denial of Mary Mother of Whores MASTER Infernal... Kill the priest Crush the priest Drink his blood Rites of the Black Book Loyal Denial of holy souls Master |
|||
12. | Last Rites / Echoes of Melancholy (Outro) | 00:33 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
38:49 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Blasfemia Eternal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ellen van Wauwe | Flute (track 7) |
Louis Jans | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gunther Theys | Liner notes |
Pascal Marien | Photography (studio) |
Louis Jans | Co-Producer, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Blasfemia Eternal | 00:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Total Misanthropia | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Hate! Take the blood, take the blood Of my enemies Total hate I want them to die Total misantropia Who needs weak flesh or family Total misantropia Say whatever you want Meant for me to hear Hate is the only thing I feel Destruction follows everywhere Total misantropia Hate! I don’t need this love War! Bloodshed War! Hate! War! Bloodshed eternally I don’t understand (love) I don’t want your love Only Darkness and Hate! Total misantropia! If I had only more time (to) Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! The beauty of the pain Destruction of the human race |
|||
3. | Garden of Delights (EVA) | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the ultimate queen of pain Follow me on your left hand path And discover my infernal reign I will accompany you on Your abyssic journeys You will find the pleasure ...Beyond the pain Be my innocent graceful virgin Be my lusty gorgeous whore Never question my power Do not betray our flame! Deal with my insanity Eternal you will reign Oppressed by all gods of light Adored by the disciples of night Female soul and body Finest piece of art Cannot be god’s creation Bite the apple once more! |
|||
4. | Quest for Blood (Le Vampire) | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: ’You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!’ Maudite! Maudite!... |
|||
5. | Blood of Christ (Mohammed Wept) | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared ’criminal of war’ This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start of my dream Reborn I will be, forever I will hunt! As a traveller throughout time Reborn I will be Forever I will hunt, forever I will be As a traveller throughout time The spear that tortured christ was mine! Oh eva! Hold me once more, bite the apple Who needs this paradise, Who needs this paradise?! I inspired nero to put rome into flames A lieutenant I was, when napoleon Set the world on fire! Oh beautiful sight, mohammed being poisoned... Bible or koran: Pathetic book of lies! (We always lost a battle, eternally we Won a war!!!) The blood of god on my skin The blood of allah on my hands Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Porco dio! Für immer! Voor altijd! Aionia! Blasfemia eternal!!!! |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Epebos Aionia | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this dead Call forth thy legions that they may Witness what we do in thy name The pain, the hate, the beauty True strength, the force of evil True strength, epebos ai§nia!!! Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this death The falldown of allah Of christ, of eva O lord of ’light’ Lucifer! O lord of ’light’ Satan!!! Infernal majesty Infernal majesty - für immer Eternal, eternal! |
|||
7. | (Het verdronken land van) Saeftinge | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night Full of melancholy When the silent dark waters Are inviting the lonely souls Of mounting lost ones... like me Of mounting lost ones... like me Here once I could hear the bell toll Here once I led a life My home was build... before the cruel Water came May be the death fish washed on the shore With their cold eyes have catched a Glimp - a glimp.. Of my forever lost village Do I hear my ancestors call: Oh beautiful and cruel lost, Forever lost - dark medieval times Drowned land of saeftinge - Drowned land of saeftinge Here once I could hear the bell toll, Here once I Had a life, my home was build... Here one can hear the call of the sea Oh my drowned land Mijn verdronken land van saeftinge... Saeftinge - saeftinge - saeftinge Forever lost, forever lost... |
|||
8. | Shades of Eternal Battlefields (Our Empire Fell) | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Captured in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord I was, cities we took Melancholy fills my heart Why did I lose my youth Brilliant my battles were No journey too great Parades in conquered streets While our banners were flying high True glory could be found Inspired by the root of all evil Memories of battles Like gods of war we were Like gods of war we were We sat at satan’s left hand Peace came... oppressed instincts Reign my land This land is no longer mine Now our paradise is lost... |
|||
9. | Vae Victis | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Acoustic | |||
10. | Fallen Angel | 02:23 | Show lyrics |
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance eternally We refused, we rejected We decided to have our own empire Not based on the Book of Lies Forever we refuse the Kingdom of Light Eternally... Satan’s Legions, None Will Ever See Them Fall... |
|||
35:59 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Dim Carcosa
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass, Lyrics |
Jan "Örkki" Yrlund | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Piano, Vocals (additional) |
Judith "Ciara" Stüber | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
E.M.C | Mastering |
Marco Jeurissen | Layout |
Peero Lakanen | Photography |
Jan Yrlund | Cover art, Co-Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | The Return | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land... Fatherland |
|||
2. | Exile (Les litanies de Satan) | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longue misère ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince of exile... To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong Like a patron saint of Heavens rejected souls Distinctively closer to Humanity Thou art Connected to Mother earth more profound Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night Exile, exile!!!!! Wandering in Thy wastelands Far away from the heavenly autocrat Close to Thee I chose to repose Liberated from God’s wrath Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us With plentiful room for science A shelter for creative minds To dream away in silence... Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night |
|||
3. | Victory or Valhalla (Last Man Standing) | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
Last man standing Last man standing Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla!! Last man standing! Shattered and mortally wounded On the battlefield they lay Farewell my fellow companions Thy souls have gone away (we shall not behold the green fields nor hear the birds sing in may to defend we have fought and won though with our life we paid) Victory or Valhalla Must again be the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high Broken hilt in my hands I saw my last break of day Here and now we found our graves Our bodies vultures prey If our folk ever doubts Or their souls have gone astray Then lead the way to this place Where our bones still lay Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced right Let the glory shine on thee Lift thy ancient legacy... into light! Lift thy legacy into light, so their spirits will Shine on bright... shine bright! Stand strong with clenched fists Withstand with all thy might Stand strong with clenched fists Until they are silenced... right!!! Victory or Valhalla must be Again the rallying cry Ancient pride restored Let the ancient banners fly high When the cause is noble and justice at thy side To hold what is thine and the fight is right Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! Victory! Last man standing! Valhalla! Last man standing! |
|||
4. | ...and the Horns Called for War | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are not two thousand now No man on earth has more nor better found In chronicles of Franks is written down What vassalage he had, our Emperor (Charlemagne) And the horns...called for war! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! No house stood there but straight Its walls must crack In full mid-day The darkness was so grand And no light was in the land And many said, We in the judgement stand The end of time is presently at hand They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for Roliant And the horns.. called for war And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!! Marvelous in the battle now and grand The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand Then had you seen sorrowing of clans So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man! Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs! The Saracens cannot withstand the attack! And the horns.. called for war!!! |
|||
5. | North Sea | 06:30 | Show lyrics |
Once there sailed the North Sea The North Sea wide and cold A ship heavily loaded With the world’s most precious gold The enemy ship was floating To steal our precious gold Floating on the North Sea Our North Sea wide and cold Our youngest comrade, the bravest of us all Volunteered to sink the boat loaded with gold He jumped into the North Sea Our North Sea, wide and cold Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down! And down! Down went the boat!! Our valiant friend, approached the ship’s hold With his fairest knife he gouged out a hole Down! Down went the boat!!! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! North Sea! Swallowed by the waves North Sea! They found their seaman’s grave! But not before a hostile archer Had aimed at our youngest friend Who got hit in the chest and also down he went We pulled him onto deck And on our deck he died A seaman’s grave became his part The message (delivered) to his bride Our youngest comrade In his young pride Now he embraced the North Sea The North Sea as his bride! North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in a seaman’s grave North Sea! Our comrade young and brave North Sea! Down in his seaman’s grave |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods) | 04:30 | Show lyrics |
Wir sind Götter (We are gods) Gott ist der Mensch (god is man) Sein ist die Hand die schafft (his is the hand that makes) Sein ist die Hand die verletzt (his is the hand that wounds) Götterdämmerung! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! As I behold your crucified lord It is pity I feel not a sign of purification And yet it are millions taught by his word Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! (the twilight has come) Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! A universal message of love Lessons for the world to be clear But I sense megalomania in his word Dogmatic, based on fear Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Die Götterdämmerung ist hier! Like the word taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming ‘jihad!!’ Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other cheek As he so firmly told his followers to do Too many sacrifices in His name Far too many lies not to look through And here I stand alone in the night No god or master above me Do I suffer from this lack of divinity Faith, my dear friend, can be splendid indeed A force to hold on when the feeble soul bleeds Religion served to the masses Might be a dangerous seed Forced down your throat The last thing a free man needs I walk a lonely path Am I so blind to see? At least I can say my soul is free And my only god is me... We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! We are gods, God is man His is the hand that makes, his is the hand that wounds! |
|||
7. | (Ode to Ancient) Europa | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
(from Gallia to Germania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Roma to Brittania) I still hear the ancient battlecry The great old European heroes, the proud old European names Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor’s hands (from Erin to Caledonia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Ellada to Helvetia) I still hear the ancient battlecry (from Lusitania to Hispania) I still hear the ancient warcry (Mycenae to Macedonia) I still hear the ancient battlecry In the country of our fathers on the land and sea Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee! Summoning thee! Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace (fierce was the Byzantine empire Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece Combining eastern and western tradition A gateway to the East) Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes Defending their ancient lands and rights From invading hordes from the East Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast (from Byzantium to Phoenicia) I still hear the ancient warcry (Etruria to Cymru) I still hear the ancient battlecry!! |
|||
8. | Remembrance | 01:59 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Lindisfarne (Anno 793) | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill (in the shape of raging heathens) Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No shrine left untouched, sacred loot on their back Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Martyrs made Christians fallen in this Pagan attack No relic left untouched Hear the sound of the Norsemans laughter Behold their rise, sacred loot on their back Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Odin.... rides over the Nordland again Odin.... rides over the Nordland again! Desecration of the holy island! All heaven and earth were still As if God’s paradise never lost Through Durham monks experienced at high cost Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! Saint Cuthbert lowering the head The head for Odins sons As for now the heathen still prevails Pagan warriors mocking God Witness their fury, hear the victory hails Hear the victory hails!!! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, Odin rides! Lindisfarne, down in flames! Lindisfarne, down, down in flames! |
|||
10. | On Golden Fields (De leeuwen dansen) | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply Our weapons shall regain What betrayers must buy Throwing back the invaders Reigning our land and waves And finally teach these nobles What it means to be slaves Far more large in numbers Better armed they came But are it not our cities That these rascals claimed? A victory rather certain They held within their hands But courage, craft and justice Gave us a stronger hand Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Oh, land of the Flanders From field to shore Shall view us as victors Or view us no more! For victory was ours against all odds Truly a miracle in a world without gods Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar But under foreign rule Bloodstained flags Hear our men roar We shall suffer no more We shall suffer no more! (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings:) “Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal Daar ’t winnen of daar ’t sterven zal Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen” En de leeuwen dansen… |
|||
11. | Dim Carcosa | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind sighed Behind mysterious moons, strange towers hide But even more distant is Lost Carcosa Tales that the Hades will sing Vague stories of a yellow king Must die untold in Strange Carcosa Mysteries hidden by lake Hali’s nebulous depths A presence of bizarre beauty and dread Remains unrevealed In Carcosa Above the desert high Twin suns circle the sky Nevertheless dim still Is Carcosa My voice turns weak, lost is my mind I see, but I am blind And no sign of life in Dim Carcosa |
|||
46:27 |
Rvbicon
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Lyrics |
Raf Jansen | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Rute Fevereiro | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Phillips | Producer, Orchestra |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
Eroc | Mastering |
Dirk Vollon | Artwork |
Guy Meurs | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Crvsade | 01:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Templar | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
Clad in armour, strong of will Eye for an eye, kill for a kill "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Cross and half moon in total war "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" No quarter given, life evened the score "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Moving into the holy land "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Empires clashing in desert sand Jerusalem a city lit Did God demand? Did God forbid? Pilgrims slaughtered by Saracen band Saracens slaughtered by Christian hand Templar Van Ruddervoorde in command Templars’ grandmaster of the Flemish land Battling Saladin, knight of the moon At the siege of Acre meeting his doom Outnumbered he fell, in a far away land The templars’ life took an end Azure eyed and golden haired Forth the knights templar fared While above troops devoted Heraldic banners floated |
|||
3. | Mithras | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Now as the names are answered, and the guards are marched away, Mithras, also a soldier, give us strenght for the day! Mithras, God of the sunset, low on the western main, Thou descending immortal, immortal to rise again! Now when the watch is ended, now when the wine is drawn Mithras also a soldier, keep us pure till the dawn! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, the soul of a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras, god of midnight, here were the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Mithras, God of the noontide, the heather swims in the heat, Our helmets scorch our foreheads; our sandals burn our feet, Now in the ungrit hour; now ere we blink and drowse, Mithras also a soldier, keep us true to our vows! Mithras, God of midnight, here where the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! |
|||
4. | Thermopylae | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie. Lacedaemon’s mothers gave birth to men, Withstanding thousends again and again None will behold the Eurotas Valley no more This sacrifice needed to silence Persia’s roar No matter how fierce the spirit or mind Blades striking, the kings’ heart declined Round he spun, and down he fell No scream, no word, no cowardice yell Symbolic sacrifice, all for the Hellenic land Spartan codes of honour and inspiring guiding hand No Spartiate soul left alive to tell How bravely they fought, by treason they fell Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves They live on in history that immortally saves Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie |
|||
5. | Rvbicon | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Die Welt ist ein Feuer! Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Befreit ihre Seele (Behold the Red Dawn in the East! The World is a Fire! Behold the Red Dawn in the East! Liberate Thy Soul) If Caesar crossed the Rubicon, so can Thee Rise like a Phoenix, conquer Land and Sea By will, Alexander Emperor before thirty three Set Thy Goals, Let thy Fierce Spirit float Free History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Victory or Valhalla might be Thy Fate It does matter not, Willpower one should rate History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Rise and Fall, But Above All Rise Again Abolish past Pains, Thrown down Thy Chain Let Each of Thee amid the Fires Search thy own Willpower and Desires Dwell this Earth like a Wolf with Hunger Strengthen Thy Inner Self and Wander Follow a Path that made Pilate’s Laurel Learn of a Wolf packs much feared Howl Might is Right when Legions gather Here Cast out Weakness, cast out Fear |
|||
6. | Invictvs | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have not winced nor cried aloud Invictus! My head is bloody, but unbowed Invictus! I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. It matters not how strait the gate, I am the master of my fate Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. |
|||
7. | Ypres | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead Near the leafless trees, we somehow met On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Born in different times, we never knew each other, Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates, believe met: But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret your dead On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret your dead Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed As there is between the living, who hold on to live at any cost And the dead, whose lifes and dreams along with their bodies lost Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost |
|||
8. | Galilean | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha’s Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a holy land Dating back to Pagan days, another son heaven send Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Prophets of Christians and Muselmen, prophets of Hebrews Turn man into lamb, an obeying flock to use Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Holy books cleverly written but by the hand of men Beware of Gods’ messengers and their enslaving pen Guiding lines indeed required or else civilization fails Yet pilate the one condemned in mythical religious tales The worlds most known legends, but no historical facts Devoted mass hysteria, although still evidence lacks Each character in the books of faith an own epic part to play But without Judas no martyr Jesus and did Mohammed not slay? Hail to the lions, hail to the Romans, representing reality Jehovah’s or Allah’s’ chosen ones do not appeal to me Galilean! |
|||
9. | Chervscan | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Chill the air, although only september Silent the woods as in deep slumber Here in Germania, slain by Cheruscan hand The glory of Rome has come to an end Gaul on its knees, under Jupiters reign This side of the Rhine, still Wodon’s domain For noble Arminius is Germanic again Romes’ mighty eagle received with disdain Altars erected where three legions stood None escaped oblivion, silent the Teutoburg wood Scattered bodies all over, captured standards as a sign Heads nailed to the trees, symbols of decline Germania! Midst the battle the governor fell Fell by his very own hand Romans took their last desperate stand "Future emperor Tiberius, do not cross the Rhine On this natural border Rome should draw its line" Symbol of preservation, of Germania’s freedom Saved the untamed land of the Northern Heathen Emperor Augustus by his loss driven to despair: "Give me back my legions! Oh Varus, I do declare!" |
|||
10. | Brabantia | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before Was heard of such a man The duke of Brabant brave in war Chivalry still treasured then Een standaard van goud en zwart Schitterend in de namiddagzon Men streed met leeuwenhart Bij Woeringen waar de hertog won A banner of black and gold Rising above the battlefield For friend and foe to behold At Woeringen their fate was sealed "All of thee stay at my side, Don’t withdraw, cover my flanks Frontal assaults I will fight But kill me if I break our ranks" Noch doen, noch eer en wert vernomen Riddere en geen, noch oec gesien, Soe condichlike ten wige wert tien, Alse die hertoge, alse die hertoge |
|||
45:56 |
Rvbicon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Raf Jansen | Guitars |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Rute Fevereiro | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
Eroc | Mastering |
Guy Meurs | Photography |
Dirk Vollon | Artwork |
Oliver Phillips | Producer, Orchestra |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Crvsade | 01:44 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Templar | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
Clad in armour, strong of will Eye for an eye, kill for a kill "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Cross and half moon in total war "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" No quarter given, life evened the score "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Moving into the holy land "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Empires clashing in desert sand Jerusalem a city lit Did God demand? Did God forbid? Pilgrims slaughtered by Saracen band Saracens slaughtered by Christian hand Templar Van Ruddervoorde in command Templars’ grandmaster of the Flemish land Battling Saladin, knight of the moon At the siege of Acre meeting his doom Outnumbered he fell, in a far away land The templars’ life took an end Azure eyed and golden haired Forth the knights templar fared While above troops devoted Heraldic banners floated |
|||
3. | Mithras | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Now as the names are answered, and the guards are marched away, Mithras, also a soldier, give us strenght for the day! Mithras, God of the sunset, low on the western main, Thou descending immortal, immortal to rise again! Now when the watch is ended, now when the wine is drawn Mithras also a soldier, keep us pure till the dawn! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, the soul of a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras, god of midnight, here were the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Mithras, God of the noontide, the heather swims in the heat, Our helmets scorch our foreheads; our sandals burn our feet, Now in the ungrit hour; now ere we blink and drowse, Mithras also a soldier, keep us true to our vows! Mithras, God of midnight, here where the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! |
|||
4. | Thermopylae | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie. Lacedaemon’s mothers gave birth to men, Withstanding thousends again and again None will behold the Eurotas Valley no more This sacrifice needed to silence Persia’s roar No matter how fierce the spirit or mind Blades striking, the kings’ heart declined Round he spun, and down he fell No scream, no word, no cowardice yell Symbolic sacrifice, all for the Hellenic land Spartan codes of honour and inspiring guiding hand No Spartiate soul left alive to tell How bravely they fought, by treason they fell Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves They live on in history that immortally saves Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie |
|||
5. | Rvbicon | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Die Welt ist ein Feuer! Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Befreit ihre Seele (Behold the Red Dawn in the East! The World is a Fire! Behold the Red Dawn in the East! Liberate Thy Soul) If Caesar crossed the Rubicon, so can Thee Rise like a Phoenix, conquer Land and Sea By will, Alexander Emperor before thirty three Set Thy Goals, Let thy Fierce Spirit float Free History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Victory or Valhalla might be Thy Fate It does matter not, Willpower one should rate History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Rise and Fall, But Above All Rise Again Abolish past Pains, Thrown down Thy Chain Let Each of Thee amid the Fires Search thy own Willpower and Desires Dwell this Earth like a Wolf with Hunger Strengthen Thy Inner Self and Wander Follow a Path that made Pilate’s Laurel Learn of a Wolf packs much feared Howl Might is Right when Legions gather Here Cast out Weakness, cast out Fear |
|||
6. | Invictvs | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have not winced nor cried aloud Invictus! My head is bloody, but unbowed Invictus! I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. It matters not how strait the gate, I am the master of my fate Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. |
|||
7. | Ypres | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead Near the leafless trees, we somehow met On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Born in different times, we never knew each other, Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates, believe met: But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret your dead On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret your dead Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed As there is between the living, who hold on to live at any cost And the dead, whose lifes and dreams along with their bodies lost Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost |
|||
8. | Galilean | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha’s Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a holy land Dating back to Pagan days, another son heaven send Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Prophets of Christians and Muselmen, prophets of Hebrews Turn man into lamb, an obeying flock to use Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Holy books cleverly written but by the hand of men Beware of Gods’ messengers and their enslaving pen Guiding lines indeed required or else civilization fails Yet pilate the one condemned in mythical religious tales The worlds most known legends, but no historical facts Devoted mass hysteria, although still evidence lacks Each character in the books of faith an own epic part to play But without Judas no martyr Jesus and did Mohammed not slay? Hail to the lions, hail to the Romans, representing reality Jehovah’s or Allah’s’ chosen ones do not appeal to me Galilean! |
|||
9. | Chervscan | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Chill the air, although only september Silent the woods as in deep slumber Here in Germania, slain by Cheruscan hand The glory of Rome has come to an end Gaul on its knees, under Jupiters reign This side of the Rhine, still Wodon’s domain For noble Arminius is Germanic again Romes’ mighty eagle received with disdain Altars erected where three legions stood None escaped oblivion, silent the Teutoburg wood Scattered bodies all over, captured standards as a sign Heads nailed to the trees, symbols of decline Germania! Midst the battle the governor fell Fell by his very own hand Romans took their last desperate stand "Future emperor Tiberius, do not cross the Rhine On this natural border Rome should draw its line" Symbol of preservation, of Germania’s freedom Saved the untamed land of the Northern Heathen Emperor Augustus by his loss driven to despair: "Give me back my legions! Oh Varus, I do declare!" |
|||
10. | Brabantia | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before Was heard of such a man The duke of Brabant brave in war Chivalry still treasured then Een standaard van goud en zwart Schitterend in de namiddagzon Men streed met leeuwenhart Bij Woeringen waar de hertog won A banner of black and gold Rising above the battlefield For friend and foe to behold At Woeringen their fate was sealed "All of thee stay at my side, Don’t withdraw, cover my flanks Frontal assaults I will fight But kill me if I break our ranks" Noch doen, noch eer en wert vernomen Riddere en geen, noch oec gesien, Soe condichlike ten wige wert tien, Alse die hertoge, alse die hertoge |
|||
45:52 |
Rvbicon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Raf Jansen | Guitars |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Bass |
Bart Vandereycken | Guitars |
Davy Wouters | Keyboards |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Rute Fevereiro | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Moos | Producer, Engineering |
Eroc | Mastering |
Guy Meurs | Photography |
Dirk Vollon | Artwork |
Oliver Phillips | Producer, Orchestra |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Crvsade | 01:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Templar | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
Clad in armour, strong of will Eye for an eye, kill for a kill "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Cross and half moon in total war "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" No quarter given, life evened the score "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Moving into the holy land "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it" Empires clashing in desert sand Jerusalem a city lit Did God demand? Did God forbid? Pilgrims slaughtered by Saracen band Saracens slaughtered by Christian hand Templar Van Ruddervoorde in command Templars’ grandmaster of the Flemish land Battling Saladin, knight of the moon At the siege of Acre meeting his doom Outnumbered he fell, in a far away land The templars’ life took an end Azure eyed and golden haired Forth the knights templar fared While above troops devoted Heraldic banners floated |
|||
3. | Mithras | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall! ’Rome is above nations, but thou art over all’ Now as the names are answered, and the guards are marched away, Mithras, also a soldier, give us strenght for the day! Mithras, God of the sunset, low on the western main, Thou descending immortal, immortal to rise again! Now when the watch is ended, now when the wine is drawn Mithras also a soldier, keep us pure till the dawn! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, the soul of a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras, god of midnight, here were the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Mithras, God of the noontide, the heather swims in the heat, Our helmets scorch our foreheads; our sandals burn our feet, Now in the ungrit hour; now ere we blink and drowse, Mithras also a soldier, keep us true to our vows! Mithras, God of midnight, here where the great bull dies, Look on thy childern in darkness, oh take our sacrifice! Many roads thou has fashioned: all of them lead to the light, Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright. Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! Mithras! |
|||
4. | Thermopylae | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie. Lacedaemon’s mothers gave birth to men, Withstanding thousends again and again None will behold the Eurotas Valley no more This sacrifice needed to silence Persia’s roar No matter how fierce the spirit or mind Blades striking, the kings’ heart declined Round he spun, and down he fell No scream, no word, no cowardice yell Symbolic sacrifice, all for the Hellenic land Spartan codes of honour and inspiring guiding hand No Spartiate soul left alive to tell How bravely they fought, by treason they fell Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves They live on in history that immortally saves Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie |
|||
5. | Rvbicon | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Die Welt ist ein Feuer! Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten! Befreit ihre Seele (Behold the Red Dawn in the East! The World is a Fire! Behold the Red Dawn in the East! Liberate Thy Soul) If Caesar crossed the Rubicon, so can Thee Rise like a Phoenix, conquer Land and Sea By will, Alexander Emperor before thirty three Set Thy Goals, Let thy Fierce Spirit float Free History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Victory or Valhalla might be Thy Fate It does matter not, Willpower one should rate History written by Wolves, not written by Sheep No glory in hiding, no splendour in Sleep Rise and Fall, But Above All Rise Again Abolish past Pains, Thrown down Thy Chain Let Each of Thee amid the Fires Search thy own Willpower and Desires Dwell this Earth like a Wolf with Hunger Strengthen Thy Inner Self and Wander Follow a Path that made Pilate’s Laurel Learn of a Wolf packs much feared Howl Might is Right when Legions gather Here Cast out Weakness, cast out Fear |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Invictvs | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have not winced nor cried aloud Invictus! My head is bloody, but unbowed Invictus! I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. It matters not how strait the gate, I am the master of my fate Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. |
|||
7. | Ypres | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead Near the leafless trees, we somehow met On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Born in different times, we never knew each other, Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates, believe met: But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret your dead On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost Near this monument of the fallen, where one hears the sad last post Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there Born in different times, we never even met But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret your dead Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed As there is between the living, who hold on to live at any cost And the dead, whose lifes and dreams along with their bodies lost Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost |
|||
8. | Galilean | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha’s Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a holy land Dating back to Pagan days, another son heaven send Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Prophets of Christians and Muselmen, prophets of Hebrews Turn man into lamb, an obeying flock to use Crucified Nazarene thou did not bring the light Poisened Mohammed where is your garden of delight? Holy books cleverly written but by the hand of men Beware of Gods’ messengers and their enslaving pen Guiding lines indeed required or else civilization fails Yet pilate the one condemned in mythical religious tales The worlds most known legends, but no historical facts Devoted mass hysteria, although still evidence lacks Each character in the books of faith an own epic part to play But without Judas no martyr Jesus and did Mohammed not slay? Hail to the lions, hail to the Romans, representing reality Jehovah’s or Allah’s’ chosen ones do not appeal to me Galilean! |
|||
9. | Chervscan | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Chill the air, although only september Silent the woods as in deep slumber Here in Germania, slain by Cheruscan hand The glory of Rome has come to an end Gaul on its knees, under Jupiters reign This side of the Rhine, still Wodon’s domain For noble Arminius is Germanic again Romes’ mighty eagle received with disdain Altars erected where three legions stood None escaped oblivion, silent the Teutoburg wood Scattered bodies all over, captured standards as a sign Heads nailed to the trees, symbols of decline Germania! Midst the battle the governor fell Fell by his very own hand Romans took their last desperate stand "Future emperor Tiberius, do not cross the Rhine On this natural border Rome should draw its line" Symbol of preservation, of Germania’s freedom Saved the untamed land of the Northern Heathen Emperor Augustus by his loss driven to despair: "Give me back my legions! Oh Varus, I do declare!" |
|||
10. | Brabantia | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before Was heard of such a man The duke of Brabant brave in war Chivalry still treasured then Een standaard van goud en zwart Schitterend in de namiddagzon Men streed met leeuwenhart Bij Woeringen waar de hertog won A banner of black and gold Rising above the battlefield For friend and foe to behold At Woeringen their fate was sealed "All of thee stay at my side, Don’t withdraw, cover my flanks Frontal assaults I will fight But kill me if I break our ranks" Noch doen, noch eer en wert vernomen Riddere en geen, noch oec gesien, Soe condichlike ten wige wert tien, Alse die hertoge, alse die hertoge |
|||
45:56 |
Laguz
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Evy Verbruggen | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer |
Eroc | Mastering |
Jeff van Laer | Layout |
Gunther Theys | Artwork |
Elsabijn van der Valk | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Golden Path to Samarkand | 01:47 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Carthago Delenda Est | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! An empire rising so sudden, startled the ancient world Dominance at stake, against Carthago legions had to be hurled For this closed civilisation was looked upon with fear and distrust Whispers of infant sacrifice filled the ancient world with disgust Carthago Delenda Est! The Punic God Ba’al-Hamon, the centre of Carthago religion Demanded human burning flesh, in ancient sources is written Whether dark reality or rumours, opinions are divided to this day A clash of titans, the Punic Wars, and Rome made Carthago pay Hannibal shook the Roman World, victory for Phoenicians within reach "Carthago Delenda Est", Cato The Elder’s famous repeated speech "Carthage must be destroyed" Cato stated, a prediction harsh and dire Scipio set the city ablaze, and thus Carthago went down in fire Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! Razed to the ground, ruins remained, 50.000 as slaves to be sold It was the most absolute fall for a civilisation that old That is the tragic tale of the once mighty empire of trade Echoes of (Greek) tragedies come to mind, thinking of Carthago’s fate Carthago Delenda Est… |
|||
3. | Under the Sign of Laguz | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Onward into the Northern waters,onward! Forward to tame unknown lands,forward! Alfather Odin be our guide,onward! Under the Laguz rune,forward! UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES Laguz representing,ebb and flow of life Sign of the water and spiritual strife The timeless sea,origin and source of life Yet unpredictable element,of Death and of Thrive UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES The ocean,the domain of the Midgard Serpent Giving,but also taking,the life of sailor and merchant Oh symbol of the subconscious and dream Of travel in flesh and mind,haven for souls to redeem Sacred to Njord and the Aegir,deities of the sea Laguz represents the Well of Wyrd,near the Yggdrasil tree Laguz stands for mystery,,revelation,fertility,growth,the unknown,life energy Rune of the universal knowledge,collective ancient wisdom Pre-dating more recent teachings,Islamic or Christian UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES |
|||
4. | Von Gott entfernt (Bij nacht en ontij) | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The lowlands saw the rise of a Guild unseen A Phoenix rising contra church and regime Dead Man’s Hand! Across the countries they spread their attack The legend said that they rode on goat back Dead Man’s Hand! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! Ze Reden Bij Nacht! Bockereyders! Den Ziel Gitzwart! Bockereyders! Brandend Land! Bockereyders! Aan Duyvel Verpand! "Gezellen" or "Complicen" ("companions" or "accomplises") is how they called themselves But they live on in legend as "Bokkereyders",in books on the shelves Some were soldiers,butchers,Captain Kirchhoffs a military surgeon Nol van Geleen an artist,regardless,the road to oblivion was certain "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Anti-Christian symbolism,robbing of churches,sacking leaders of society Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! Yet their ranks grew more and more For Gain? Revolt? Or both? Von Gott Entfernt! Von Gott Entfernt! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! |
|||
5. | Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
"Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school "Fidelis" more appropriate,Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule People and Senate of Rome Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on history cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe Taking only Thy sword,Front line,though Choosing speed over caution,in 363 AD A spear infliced a mortal wound,causing The End of Thee AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Against the Galilaeans! Kata Galileon! Contra Galileos! Kata Galileon! APOSTATA! APOSTATA! Libanius the Theosophist wrote,it was Treason causing your fall A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall APOSTATA! APOSTATA! It was Basil of Caesaria,who ordered The Kill,later made a Saint Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed Restoring Ancient Temples,casting out politicians corrupt Not even two years Thy Rule,Your Reign ended abrupt For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul Those chasing Dreams lost,must burn for Once...For All "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! |
|||
6. | Legio V Alaudae (Fifth Larks Legion) | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Recruited in Ancient Gallia,sole foreign legion Their status quite apart,remaining gauls at heart Legio Quinta Alaudae,named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark Legio Quinta Alaudae named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Punished for their loyalty by a usurper,Alaudae promptly revolted against Rome For in their Gallic minds,their oath sacred,regardless the old Emperor’s fall On their shields,a war elephant,a symbol of bravery,the 5th had won For fighting war elephants,first in line,under a burning,African sun In the year of 86,the Legion met their Doom At the battle of Tapae,5000 went down in gloom Their standard and all men perished,on the Legion list so did their name Thus was the end of the larks,now only in Legend they reign OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Oh Legio Quinta Gallica,in Colonia,a tombstone remains |
|||
7. | Mind Unconquered | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Life is not a bed of roses Wise words,most will admit Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! The human intellect,a blessing or a curse Finding inner strenght,turn pain into gain Important is one fought,even if in vain Knowledge,no matter,is relevant to me Yet no peace of mind offered,no man totally free Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest Face life,face death,is life but a mere test? How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! Rest assured,solitary minds find no rest Alliances few,lone path,but what is best? The mind blank,the soul of a sheep? Rather walk the path of the Wolf,Soul will not weep From the Cradle to the Grave! From the Cradle to the Grave! Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit MIND POWER! MIND POWER! |
|||
8. | Umbra Sumus (We Are Shadows) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
UMBRA SUMUS - WE ARE SHADOWS - UMBRA SUMUS If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see grey-clad weaver folk,like shadows on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of people of old times Come trooping from the attics Salute,talk,advance If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see iron clad soldiers,like silhouettes on the wall Fierce shadows on the moonbeams Of heroes of old times Salute! In line! Advance! Salute! In line! Advance! IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall Umbra Sumus - We are shadows - Umbra Sumus If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see elegant lady folk,like flowers on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of wenches of old times Come trooping from the attics Embrace,kiss,advance IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL Forgotten shadows on the moonbeams,ghosts longing for past times And you and I come trooping from the attic...Dead,Lost,In Trance |
|||
9. | Frankenland | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Yet once more let us look upon the North Sea Behold the lands,where our folk & kin roamed free Ancient echoes from distant valleys,where once afar Elder cults practised in sacred woods,Pagan fires under many a Star Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through For if one has an olden spirit,a centuries old heart Forgotten Chants might echo,hear the ancient bard Scaldic poetry of runes,of victory and defeat Vague sounds of song,an ancient heartbeat AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND OUD GERMANENLAND Alas the Ancients faded,centuries shred a cloud Over what once was,the songs no longer loud AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND ZIEL VERBRAND,OUD GERMANENLAND Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through But if not for our forefathers there would be none of us Passed on the torch,to the Ancients loyalty thus AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! |
|||
10. | Fatum (Ill Fate/Noodlot) | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
A merciless Sea dragging you down,while the distant shore almost in Reach Trying to find a way back home,when one’s vessel stranded on a distant Beach Like longing for a beam of Sunlight,in a world of hostile Frost Adam and Eve reaching out for light,when already their Paradise is Lost Finally declaring how great ones Love,while the lovers’ heartbeat faded Away A Terminal patient wishing for Life,but forever gone,yet another Day A poet seeking Eternity,whose talents are drowned in Absinth Wishing for a vast landscape,when King Minos sent you to his Labyrinth At last innocence proven,buit the guillotines’ blade cut a minute too soon Like a Vampire captured by a Midsummer Night,when the Sun banished the Moon A young soldiers broken eyes,gazing at an empty,cold winter Sky Never knowing why,on the Last Day of the War,he had to Die Writing the words to a Poem,composing a Song,that no Soul will hear Standing at Crossroads,never progressing,because all choices shall cost you dear |
|||
45:38 |
Laguz
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Evy Verbruggen | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elsabijn van der Valk | Photography |
Jeff van Laer | Layout |
Gunther Theys | Artwork |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer |
Eroc | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Golden Path to Samarkand | 01:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Carthago Delenda Est | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! An empire rising so sudden, startled the ancient world Dominance at stake, against Carthago legions had to be hurled For this closed civilisation was looked upon with fear and distrust Whispers of infant sacrifice filled the ancient world with disgust Carthago Delenda Est! The Punic God Ba’al-Hamon, the centre of Carthago religion Demanded human burning flesh, in ancient sources is written Whether dark reality or rumours, opinions are divided to this day A clash of titans, the Punic Wars, and Rome made Carthago pay Hannibal shook the Roman World, victory for Phoenicians within reach "Carthago Delenda Est", Cato The Elder’s famous repeated speech "Carthage must be destroyed" Cato stated, a prediction harsh and dire Scipio set the city ablaze, and thus Carthago went down in fire Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! Razed to the ground, ruins remained, 50.000 as slaves to be sold It was the most absolute fall for a civilisation that old That is the tragic tale of the once mighty empire of trade Echoes of (Greek) tragedies come to mind, thinking of Carthago’s fate Carthago Delenda Est… |
|||
3. | Under the Sign of Laguz | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Onward into the Northern waters,onward! Forward to tame unknown lands,forward! Alfather Odin be our guide,onward! Under the Laguz rune,forward! UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES Laguz representing,ebb and flow of life Sign of the water and spiritual strife The timeless sea,origin and source of life Yet unpredictable element,of Death and of Thrive UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES The ocean,the domain of the Midgard Serpent Giving,but also taking,the life of sailor and merchant Oh symbol of the subconscious and dream Of travel in flesh and mind,haven for souls to redeem Sacred to Njord and the Aegir,deities of the sea Laguz represents the Well of Wyrd,near the Yggdrasil tree Laguz stands for mystery,,revelation,fertility,growth,the unknown,life energy Rune of the universal knowledge,collective ancient wisdom Pre-dating more recent teachings,Islamic or Christian UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES |
|||
4. | Von Gott entfernt (Bij nacht en ontij) | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
The lowlands saw the rise of a Guild unseen A Phoenix rising contra church and regime Dead Man’s Hand! Across the countries they spread their attack The legend said that they rode on goat back Dead Man’s Hand! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! Ze Reden Bij Nacht! Bockereyders! Den Ziel Gitzwart! Bockereyders! Brandend Land! Bockereyders! Aan Duyvel Verpand! "Gezellen" or "Complicen" ("companions" or "accomplises") is how they called themselves But they live on in legend as "Bokkereyders",in books on the shelves Some were soldiers,butchers,Captain Kirchhoffs a military surgeon Nol van Geleen an artist,regardless,the road to oblivion was certain "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Anti-Christian symbolism,robbing of churches,sacking leaders of society Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! Yet their ranks grew more and more For Gain? Revolt? Or both? Von Gott Entfernt! Von Gott Entfernt! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! |
|||
5. | Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
"Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school "Fidelis" more appropriate,Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule People and Senate of Rome Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on history cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe Taking only Thy sword,Front line,though Choosing speed over caution,in 363 AD A spear infliced a mortal wound,causing The End of Thee AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Against the Galilaeans! Kata Galileon! Contra Galileos! Kata Galileon! APOSTATA! APOSTATA! Libanius the Theosophist wrote,it was Treason causing your fall A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall APOSTATA! APOSTATA! It was Basil of Caesaria,who ordered The Kill,later made a Saint Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed Restoring Ancient Temples,casting out politicians corrupt Not even two years Thy Rule,Your Reign ended abrupt For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul Those chasing Dreams lost,must burn for Once...For All "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! |
|||
6. | Legio V Alaudae (Fifth Larks Legion) | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Recruited in Ancient Gallia,sole foreign legion Their status quite apart,remaining gauls at heart Legio Quinta Alaudae,named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark Legio Quinta Alaudae named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Punished for their loyalty by a usurper,Alaudae promptly revolted against Rome For in their Gallic minds,their oath sacred,regardless the old Emperor’s fall On their shields,a war elephant,a symbol of bravery,the 5th had won For fighting war elephants,first in line,under a burning,African sun In the year of 86,the Legion met their Doom At the battle of Tapae,5000 went down in gloom Their standard and all men perished,on the Legion list so did their name Thus was the end of the larks,now only in Legend they reign OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Oh Legio Quinta Gallica,in Colonia,a tombstone remains |
|||
7. | Mind Unconquered | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Life is not a bed of roses Wise words,most will admit Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! The human intellect,a blessing or a curse Finding inner strenght,turn pain into gain Important is one fought,even if in vain Knowledge,no matter,is relevant to me Yet no peace of mind offered,no man totally free Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest Face life,face death,is life but a mere test? How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! Rest assured,solitary minds find no rest Alliances few,lone path,but what is best? The mind blank,the soul of a sheep? Rather walk the path of the Wolf,Soul will not weep From the Cradle to the Grave! From the Cradle to the Grave! Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit MIND POWER! MIND POWER! |
|||
8. | Umbra Sumus (We Are Shadows) | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
UMBRA SUMUS - WE ARE SHADOWS - UMBRA SUMUS If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see grey-clad weaver folk,like shadows on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of people of old times Come trooping from the attics Salute,talk,advance If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see iron clad soldiers,like silhouettes on the wall Fierce shadows on the moonbeams Of heroes of old times Salute! In line! Advance! Salute! In line! Advance! IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall Umbra Sumus - We are shadows - Umbra Sumus If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see elegant lady folk,like flowers on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of wenches of old times Come trooping from the attics Embrace,kiss,advance IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL Forgotten shadows on the moonbeams,ghosts longing for past times And you and I come trooping from the attic...Dead,Lost,In Trance |
|||
9. | Frankenland | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Yet once more let us look upon the North Sea Behold the lands,where our folk & kin roamed free Ancient echoes from distant valleys,where once afar Elder cults practised in sacred woods,Pagan fires under many a Star Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through For if one has an olden spirit,a centuries old heart Forgotten Chants might echo,hear the ancient bard Scaldic poetry of runes,of victory and defeat Vague sounds of song,an ancient heartbeat AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND OUD GERMANENLAND Alas the Ancients faded,centuries shred a cloud Over what once was,the songs no longer loud AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND ZIEL VERBRAND,OUD GERMANENLAND Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through But if not for our forefathers there would be none of us Passed on the torch,to the Ancients loyalty thus AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! |
|||
10. | Fatum (Ill Fate - Noodlot) | 02:45 | Show lyrics |
A merciless Sea dragging you down,while the distant shore almost in Reach Trying to find a way back home,when one’s vessel stranded on a distant Beach Like longing for a beam of Sunlight,in a world of hostile Frost Adam and Eve reaching out for light,when already their Paradise is Lost Finally declaring how great ones Love,while the lovers’ heartbeat faded Away A Terminal patient wishing for Life,but forever gone,yet another Day A poet seeking Eternity,whose talents are drowned in Absinth Wishing for a vast landscape,when King Minos sent you to his Labyrinth At last innocence proven,buit the guillotines’ blade cut a minute too soon Like a Vampire captured by a Midsummer Night,when the Sun banished the Moon A young soldiers broken eyes,gazing at an empty,cold winter Sky Never knowing why,on the Last Day of the War,he had to Die Writing the words to a Poem,composing a Song,that no Soul will hear Standing at Crossroads,never progressing,because all choices shall cost you dear |
|||
45:59 |
Laguz
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Evy Verbruggen | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elsabijn van der Valk | Photography |
Jeff van Laer | Layout |
Gunther Theys | Artwork |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer |
Eroc | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Golden Path to Samarkand | 01:48 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Carthago Delenda Est | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! An empire rising so sudden, startled the ancient world Dominance at stake, against Carthago legions had to be hurled For this closed civilisation was looked upon with fear and distrust Whispers of infant sacrifice filled the ancient world with disgust Carthago Delenda Est! The Punic God Ba’al-Hamon, the centre of Carthago religion Demanded human burning flesh, in ancient sources is written Whether dark reality or rumours, opinions are divided to this day A clash of titans, the Punic Wars, and Rome made Carthago pay Hannibal shook the Roman World, victory for Phoenicians within reach "Carthago Delenda Est", Cato The Elder’s famous repeated speech "Carthage must be destroyed" Cato stated, a prediction harsh and dire Scipio set the city ablaze, and thus Carthago went down in fire Ancient Phoenician colony, reigning the untamed Sea Formidable fleet built of the iconic cedar tree Inventing an early alphabet, contriving transparent glass Holding the key to purple, rare colour of the Empire Class TANIT! BA’AL! TANIT! BA’AL! Razed to the ground, ruins remained, 50.000 as slaves to be sold It was the most absolute fall for a civilisation that old That is the tragic tale of the once mighty empire of trade Echoes of (Greek) tragedies come to mind, thinking of Carthago’s fate Carthago Delenda Est… |
|||
3. | Under the Sign of Laguz | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Onward into the Northern waters,onward! Forward to tame unknown lands,forward! Alfather Odin be our guide,onward! Under the Laguz rune,forward! UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES Laguz representing,ebb and flow of life Sign of the water and spiritual strife The timeless sea,origin and source of life Yet unpredictable element,of Death and of Thrive UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES The ocean,the domain of the Midgard Serpent Giving,but also taking,the life of sailor and merchant Oh symbol of the subconscious and dream Of travel in flesh and mind,haven for souls to redeem Sacred to Njord and the Aegir,deities of the sea Laguz represents the Well of Wyrd,near the Yggdrasil tree Laguz stands for mystery,,revelation,fertility,growth,the unknown,life energy Rune of the universal knowledge,collective ancient wisdom Pre-dating more recent teachings,Islamic or Christian UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES |
|||
4. | Von Gott entfernt (Bij nacht en ontij) | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
The lowlands saw the rise of a Guild unseen A Phoenix rising contra church and regime Dead Man’s Hand! Across the countries they spread their attack The legend said that they rode on goat back Dead Man’s Hand! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! Ze Reden Bij Nacht! Bockereyders! Den Ziel Gitzwart! Bockereyders! Brandend Land! Bockereyders! Aan Duyvel Verpand! "Gezellen" or "Complicen" ("companions" or "accomplises") is how they called themselves But they live on in legend as "Bokkereyders",in books on the shelves Some were soldiers,butchers,Captain Kirchhoffs a military surgeon Nol van Geleen an artist,regardless,the road to oblivion was certain "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Anti-Christian symbolism,robbing of churches,sacking leaders of society Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! Yet their ranks grew more and more For Gain? Revolt? Or both? Von Gott Entfernt! Von Gott Entfernt! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! |
|||
5. | Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
"Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school "Fidelis" more appropriate,Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule People and Senate of Rome Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on history cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe Taking only Thy sword,Front line,though Choosing speed over caution,in 363 AD A spear infliced a mortal wound,causing The End of Thee AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Against the Galilaeans! Kata Galileon! Contra Galileos! Kata Galileon! APOSTATA! APOSTATA! Libanius the Theosophist wrote,it was Treason causing your fall A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall APOSTATA! APOSTATA! It was Basil of Caesaria,who ordered The Kill,later made a Saint Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed Restoring Ancient Temples,casting out politicians corrupt Not even two years Thy Rule,Your Reign ended abrupt For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul Those chasing Dreams lost,must burn for Once...For All "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Legio V Alaudae (Fifth Larks Legion) | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Recruited in Ancient Gallia,sole foreign legion Their status quite apart,remaining gauls at heart Legio Quinta Alaudae,named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark Legio Quinta Alaudae named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Punished for their loyalty by a usurper,Alaudae promptly revolted against Rome For in their Gallic minds,their oath sacred,regardless the old Emperor’s fall On their shields,a war elephant,a symbol of bravery,the 5th had won For fighting war elephants,first in line,under a burning,African sun In the year of 86,the Legion met their Doom At the battle of Tapae,5000 went down in gloom Their standard and all men perished,on the Legion list so did their name Thus was the end of the larks,now only in Legend they reign OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Oh Legio Quinta Gallica,in Colonia,a tombstone remains |
|||
7. | Mind Unconquered | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Life is not a bed of roses Wise words,most will admit Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! The human intellect,a blessing or a curse Finding inner strenght,turn pain into gain Important is one fought,even if in vain Knowledge,no matter,is relevant to me Yet no peace of mind offered,no man totally free Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest Face life,face death,is life but a mere test? How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! Rest assured,solitary minds find no rest Alliances few,lone path,but what is best? The mind blank,the soul of a sheep? Rather walk the path of the Wolf,Soul will not weep From the Cradle to the Grave! From the Cradle to the Grave! Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit MIND POWER! MIND POWER! |
|||
8. | Umbra Sumus (We Are Shadows) | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
UMBRA SUMUS - WE ARE SHADOWS - UMBRA SUMUS If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see grey-clad weaver folk,like shadows on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of people of old times Come trooping from the attics Salute,talk,advance If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see iron clad soldiers,like silhouettes on the wall Fierce shadows on the moonbeams Of heroes of old times Salute! In line! Advance! Salute! In line! Advance! IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall Umbra Sumus - We are shadows - Umbra Sumus If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see elegant lady folk,like flowers on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of wenches of old times Come trooping from the attics Embrace,kiss,advance IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL Forgotten shadows on the moonbeams,ghosts longing for past times And you and I come trooping from the attic...Dead,Lost,In Trance |
|||
9. | Frankenland | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Yet once more let us look upon the North Sea Behold the lands,where our folk & kin roamed free Ancient echoes from distant valleys,where once afar Elder cults practised in sacred woods,Pagan fires under many a Star Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through For if one has an olden spirit,a centuries old heart Forgotten Chants might echo,hear the ancient bard Scaldic poetry of runes,of victory and defeat Vague sounds of song,an ancient heartbeat AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND OUD GERMANENLAND Alas the Ancients faded,centuries shred a cloud Over what once was,the songs no longer loud AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND ZIEL VERBRAND,OUD GERMANENLAND Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through But if not for our forefathers there would be none of us Passed on the torch,to the Ancients loyalty thus AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! |
|||
10. | Fatum (Ill Fate - Noodlot) | 02:45 | Show lyrics |
A merciless Sea dragging you down,while the distant shore almost in Reach Trying to find a way back home,when one’s vessel stranded on a distant Beach Like longing for a beam of Sunlight,in a world of hostile Frost Adam and Eve reaching out for light,when already their Paradise is Lost Finally declaring how great ones Love,while the lovers’ heartbeat faded Away A Terminal patient wishing for Life,but forever gone,yet another Day A poet seeking Eternity,whose talents are drowned in Absinth Wishing for a vast landscape,when King Minos sent you to his Labyrinth At last innocence proven,buit the guillotines’ blade cut a minute too soon Like a Vampire captured by a Midsummer Night,when the Sun banished the Moon A young soldiers broken eyes,gazing at an empty,cold winter Sky Never knowing why,on the Last Day of the War,he had to Die Writing the words to a Poem,composing a Song,that no Soul will hear Standing at Crossroads,never progressing,because all choices shall cost you dear |
|||
45:59 |
Laguz
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gunther Theys | Vocals, Bass |
Walter van Cortenberg | Drums |
Erik Sprooten | Guitars |
Domingo Smets | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Oliver Phillips | Keyboards, Orchestrations |
Evy Verbruggen | Vocals (female) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elsabijn van der Valk | Photography |
Jeff van Laer | Layout |
Gunther Theys | Artwork |
Christian "Moschus" Moos | Producer |
Eroc | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Golden Path to Samarkand | 01:47 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Carthago Delenda Est | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Under the Sign of Laguz | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Onward into the Northern waters,onward! Forward to tame unknown lands,forward! Alfather Odin be our guide,onward! Under the Laguz rune,forward! UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES Laguz representing,ebb and flow of life Sign of the water and spiritual strife The timeless sea,origin and source of life Yet unpredictable element,of Death and of Thrive UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES The ocean,the domain of the Midgard Serpent Giving,but also taking,the life of sailor and merchant Oh symbol of the subconscious and dream Of travel in flesh and mind,haven for souls to redeem Sacred to Njord and the Aegir,deities of the sea Laguz represents the Well of Wyrd,near the Yggdrasil tree Laguz stands for mystery,,revelation,fertility,growth,the unknown,life energy Rune of the universal knowledge,collective ancient wisdom Pre-dating more recent teachings,Islamic or Christian UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES UNDER THE SIGN OF LAGUZ WE SAIL UNAFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS WHEN THE LIFE’S JOURNEY IS OVER WE BEHOLD VALHALLA’S GATES |
|||
4. | Von Gott entfernt (Bij nacht en ontij) | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The lowlands saw the rise of a Guild unseen A Phoenix rising contra church and regime Dead Man’s Hand! Across the countries they spread their attack The legend said that they rode on goat back Dead Man’s Hand! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! Ze Reden Bij Nacht! Bockereyders! Den Ziel Gitzwart! Bockereyders! Brandend Land! Bockereyders! Aan Duyvel Verpand! "Gezellen" or "Complicen" ("companions" or "accomplises") is how they called themselves But they live on in legend as "Bokkereyders",in books on the shelves Some were soldiers,butchers,Captain Kirchhoffs a military surgeon Nol van Geleen an artist,regardless,the road to oblivion was certain "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Anti-Christian symbolism,robbing of churches,sacking leaders of society Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! Yet their ranks grew more and more For Gain? Revolt? Or both? Von Gott Entfernt! Von Gott Entfernt! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! "ICK ZWEER GOD AF EN DEN DUYVEL AAN!" Hosts in blood,a mockery of sacred rites! Bockereyders! In Der Nacht! Bockereyders! Der Teufel lacht! Bockereyders! Das Land brennt! Bockereyders! Von Gott Entfernt! |
|||
5. | Apostata (Imperator Fidelis) | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
"Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history But as a pupil and writer of the ancient Hellenist school "Fidelis" more appropriate,Thou embraced a more Ancient Rule People and Senate of Rome Thou could not rely on Heathen Frankish Legions Allies to count on history cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire In the haste of pursuing a retreating Sassanid Foe Taking only Thy sword,Front line,though Choosing speed over caution,in 363 AD A spear infliced a mortal wound,causing The End of Thee AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! Philosopher,Man of Letters,Military Commander Whilst Rome Christianised,Neoplatonic Pagan Defender Last Heathen Ruler over a changing Empire Restoring the Old Rome,enlightening the Ancient Pagan Fire "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late Against the Galilaeans! Kata Galileon! Contra Galileos! Kata Galileon! APOSTATA! APOSTATA! Libanius the Theosophist wrote,it was Treason causing your fall A spear hired by the Clergy against whom Thou stood Tall APOSTATA! APOSTATA! It was Basil of Caesaria,who ordered The Kill,later made a Saint Well at least so John Malelas from Antioch always claimed Restoring Ancient Temples,casting out politicians corrupt Not even two years Thy Rule,Your Reign ended abrupt For Life does not treat kind the Idealist Nostalgic Soul Those chasing Dreams lost,must burn for Once...For All "Apostata",One without religion,a name given to Thee That is how one sees Thee,through the eyes of history History cannot be changed,irony or a trick of fate? For Reformation Thy Life too short,Thy dream came too late AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! AGAINST THE GALILAEANS! KATA GALILEON! CONTRA GALILEOS! KATA GALILEON! |
|||
6. | Legio V Alaudae (Fifth Larks Legion) | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Recruited in Ancient Gallia,sole foreign legion Their status quite apart,remaining gauls at heart Legio Quinta Alaudae,named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark Legio Quinta Alaudae named after the solitary Gallic Lark And their crested Gaulish helmets,their destiny oblivious and dark OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Punished for their loyalty by a usurper,Alaudae promptly revolted against Rome For in their Gallic minds,their oath sacred,regardless the old Emperor’s fall On their shields,a war elephant,a symbol of bravery,the 5th had won For fighting war elephants,first in line,under a burning,African sun In the year of 86,the Legion met their Doom At the battle of Tapae,5000 went down in gloom Their standard and all men perished,on the Legion list so did their name Thus was the end of the larks,now only in Legend they reign OH LEGIO QUINTA ALAUDAE THOU ANCIENT GALLIC LARKS ONWARDS INTO LEGEND,THEN PERISHED INTO OBLIVION THOU MARCHED Oh Legio Quinta Gallica,in Colonia,a tombstone remains |
|||
7. | Mind Unconquered | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Life is not a bed of roses Wise words,most will admit Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! The human intellect,a blessing or a curse Finding inner strenght,turn pain into gain Important is one fought,even if in vain Knowledge,no matter,is relevant to me Yet no peace of mind offered,no man totally free Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest Face life,face death,is life but a mere test? How trivial matters indeed can appear Some cling on to causes,others pray in fear,or think not From the Cradle to the Grave - THE POWER OF THE WILL From the Cradle to the Grave - WILLPOWER! From the Cradle to the Grave - MIND UNCONQUERED From the Cradle to the Grave - SOUL INVICTUS! Rest assured,solitary minds find no rest Alliances few,lone path,but what is best? The mind blank,the soul of a sheep? Rather walk the path of the Wolf,Soul will not weep From the Cradle to the Grave! From the Cradle to the Grave! Struggles,ordeals in small or heavy doses Final result:decay in a pit MIND POWER! MIND POWER! |
|||
8. | Umbra Sumus (We Are Shadows) | 05:57 | Show lyrics |
UMBRA SUMUS - WE ARE SHADOWS - UMBRA SUMUS If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see grey-clad weaver folk,like shadows on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of people of old times Come trooping from the attics Salute,talk,advance If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see iron clad soldiers,like silhouettes on the wall Fierce shadows on the moonbeams Of heroes of old times Salute! In line! Advance! Salute! In line! Advance! IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all One Day you and I appear like Shadows on the Wall Umbra Sumus - We are shadows - Umbra Sumus If you lie in hiding and hardly breathe at all You will see elegant lady folk,like flowers on the wall Dim shadows on the moonbeams Of wenches of old times Come trooping from the attics Embrace,kiss,advance IF YOU LIE IN HIDING AND HARDLY BREATHE AT ALL ONE DAY YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE SHADOWS ON THE WALL Forgotten shadows on the moonbeams,ghosts longing for past times And you and I come trooping from the attic...Dead,Lost,In Trance |
|||
9. | Frankenland | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Yet once more let us look upon the North Sea Behold the lands,where our folk & kin roamed free Ancient echoes from distant valleys,where once afar Elder cults practised in sacred woods,Pagan fires under many a Star Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through For if one has an olden spirit,a centuries old heart Forgotten Chants might echo,hear the ancient bard Scaldic poetry of runes,of victory and defeat Vague sounds of song,an ancient heartbeat AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND OUD GERMANENLAND Alas the Ancients faded,centuries shred a cloud Over what once was,the songs no longer loud AVONDLAND,IN HET HART GEBRAND ZIEL VERBRAND,OUD GERMANENLAND Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through Ethics of Valour,codes of Ancient Pride Now long gone,the Archaic Gods in hide Fled seem to have the olden Souls too But if one listens carefully,they might reach through Life no fairy tale,survival of the fittest,true Blood,sweat and tears,battles to pull through But if not for our forefathers there would be none of us Passed on the torch,to the Ancients loyalty thus AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! AVONDLAND! FRANKENLAND! |
|||
10. | Fatum (Ill Fate/Noodlot) | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
A merciless Sea dragging you down,while the distant shore almost in Reach Trying to find a way back home,when one’s vessel stranded on a distant Beach Like longing for a beam of Sunlight,in a world of hostile Frost Adam and Eve reaching out for light,when already their Paradise is Lost Finally declaring how great ones Love,while the lovers’ heartbeat faded Away A Terminal patient wishing for Life,but forever gone,yet another Day A poet seeking Eternity,whose talents are drowned in Absinth Wishing for a vast landscape,when King Minos sent you to his Labyrinth At last innocence proven,buit the guillotines’ blade cut a minute too soon Like a Vampire captured by a Midsummer Night,when the Sun banished the Moon A young soldiers broken eyes,gazing at an empty,cold winter Sky Never knowing why,on the Last Day of the War,he had to Die Writing the words to a Poem,composing a Song,that no Soul will hear Standing at Crossroads,never progressing,because all choices shall cost you dear |
|||
45:38 |
Band ascii art
...,+?%?*;;..............................................................,+??+:,...,;*+................................. .....,:*%SS+.........................+?;.................................,:;+%%S*::;%%?:..+?:........................... ......,*+%??:........................:*:......................,;;............*#%?+:.*S?;..;*:....::..................... ......+:;*??*,....+%*,:*%*...:+?%+;,,*%;...:;*%?,.:?%+:+%%:,+?SS?*+..........+S%*+:.?*:..,+?;.;*%S?**,..:;*%*,...:;+%?;, .....::.,+?%?+....?S?;,SS?,,%S*:;:,.,S%?,;SS+:%%*.,S%*.+S%+..+S?;............+S%*++?S%;..,S%*,,;S%*,..+S%;;%?+..%S*;:,.. ....,?;;;*+?%?;...?S?:.%%?,,S%*.....,S%*.;#?;,%*:.,S%*.;#%+..+S?;............+S%*;:;%%?:.,S%*,.:#%+...?S?;:%*,..+*%S%?+, ....+:,,,,;*%??:..?S?:.%%*,,#%*.....,S%*.;#?*:,...,S%*.;S?+..+S?;............;S%?:.,%%?+.,S%*,.:S%*...*S?*:,.....:::+%%+ .:+??:,....+???*:.*%?;.%%?:.??%*;::..%%?,,*?%?+;:,.%%*,:S?+..+S?+............:%%?;..*%??,.%%?,.:S%*,..:???*+;:.:?%+::*;. ,:;+*+:.....;+;,..,+:,.:+:...;+;:....:+:,..:;:,....,;,..::,...;:,.............:*+:..,++;,.:+:,..;;:.....:;:,....:;;;:...
...............................................................................................,,..,,................... .....................................................,..........................,............,+***+,.................... .......................,:,..................:;:..............................................:++*;;:.................... ......................,;+::.................++.........................,,,,,:,.................,;....................... .......................,;:.............,....;;,,,.....................,:,...,:,...............::;;:..................... ......................;+++,............,,..,++*?+....,...............,:,,,,,,,:,..............,;;+:..................... ......................,:;:............,,,...,;+;,........,...........:,..,;;,..,,..............,,,....:;,............... ..............,.............:;;:.....,,,,.,,.............,..........,..,;++*+;....,,.....................,,,,,,,........ ............................:,,,,,.....,,...................,...,.....,.:;;;+:.,..,:...........................,........ .......................................,......................,:,.....,,..,,,..,,::,,................................... .......................................................,......:,..,;:::,...,..,..::,,................................... ...................................................,,.,.......,....,:::...:*;:...,:,...............,.................... ..................................................,.:,..............,:,...,::,...,.,.................................... ...............,............,......................,:,...............:,...,:,;:..,...................................... ...........................,...................,...,......,...............;+:**,........................................ ..................................................,,.......,..............;*?*?;,.....................,................. .......................,.........................,,..,.....,..............,;*+:..,.................,..,................. .......................,..................................,,.............,..:......................,..,................. ................................................,..........,.............;++::::,..................,.................... ...............,................................,,.........,............,;;;;:;:........................................ ..................................,.............,.........,,...........,............................,........,.,:....... ..........................................................,............,............................,........,,,........ ...,,,...................................................,,..,:;;,....................,;;:.,..........,,..,,,,:......... ...,:,,,.........................,...:;,.......,,............,;++;.....................:;::,.........::;;:;+,........... ................................,::,.;:;,,,,,....,,,,,,;:,......,,,.,,.........,,......................,:;:,............ ......................................,,,:,,,....,,:::;??*+......,,,,,,,,...,,.,,,...................................... ........................................,::,,....,:;;;:;::,.....,,,,,,,,...,,,.,,,...................................... ........................................,::,,.....,:;++;:,......,,,,,,......,,,,........................................
..............................................................................................................................................................,..................... .......................................,,........................................................................................................................................... .......................................................................................,,.,............................,;::,,,,,.................................................... ....................................................,:..........................,*+::;.+?+%:...........................:,,::,,::.,.................................................. ..............................................,,::;;;:,,,,,,,,,.................:+*+*:;*+*%*........................,..,,,;;:,,.,:,.,.......:,...................................... ...........................................,:;::,,:::,,,.,,,,................,:;*S;?:,?*++?*,,,...........................,,,,,,,,,,;:,,,..,+,...................................... .....................................:+:,:,:;;;;;;:,..,;+;;,.................;%*%?+;.,;*;;;+*++,............................,:;;:::,:;;:;,:::,::,...,;:............................. .....................................,,::::;::;;:,....,:;::,................:;?%?+*....,+,.+?%#;............................:;;:::.,::::;;+;,.,,.,:;;,.............................. .......................................,,;:;+:::::,.,,,,...................;?*++;*;.....,,.,;?S%:...........................:;+::,::,..,;;;;,..,*+:,................................ ..................................,:+,,;,,;++:,,,,,,;++;;,.................+?+?:,,,.....,+:,.;%%+.........................,.:++;;;;;;,:+;;:::;*++:.................................. .................................,,:*;;+;+;,::;:::::;:;;+:;,...............+%*;.:+:,.....,:+::*S?.........................,:;+;:,,:+;;;::,.,::?+.................................... ............................:*,..,,:+:*+;,,;;;+;..,:;:..,,,,...............,?S;.;+;,.......:,;+??,........................;+;:,.,..:;:;::,,+;;;::,.................................. .............................:;,,,...:+;:++;:+;+*::,.:::,...................+%*..*,..........;;?*............................,;;;,.,,,:,,::;,.,,,;.................................. ................................:;:...,..:+;+;;+*;:,,+;*:...................;#?,,,...,*?,....,?*+........................,;::,,::....,,:;;,,:;;;,,.................................. .................................:;::.::.;:,,:;:,....,,,,,..................,+S++,..,*S@%...,*?+;.....................,:::;:;::........,...,;;:,..,:?;.............................. ...................................:+,+,.::,.,.,....,,,,,.,,.,,:............;%?%?;..+*?@@?..+*S%;....................,::;:,..,::;;;+++;;;;::::;+?S##*............................... ..........................,,.........,;,,;.....,,...::,:,:;:,:;:.............+##S?+:?+S@#@;?S@%,.......................,:;+??%%??%%SS##@#@@@@@@@S?;,................................ ..........................:%?+::,,,,:;+*%S%%SSSS%%*+;;::;:.,,.................:S@S#S*?S#@#S@@*.....................:;+%*;+%@SSSSS@@@#@@@###%%*;,.............,...................... ...........................:?#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@%%???????+;;:,,..............,%#@@#S#@@@@@*..................,;+?+;*@*S%@#S%%*;;+:::;:,,.......................................... .............................,:+??**+*#S??%%?S##@@#@@##??*?*?%%*;,..............,#S#@@#@@@@S................,;+S%**?+#@@#%*,.........,,,,,,,,....................................... ........................,,,,...................,,+??S#@@@?*?:++?S?;,.............:#%#@@@@@@+..............:+*???#?%@#@S;,:,.,..,:::,.:;+++:;:,...................................... ...........,.......;*;:::;+**++;,.::::;::;::::;;:::..,*?%@%S??:,;*#S+,............*@@#@@@@@,............,*?:?;?*###?+:.,:;;:,,,,,:,.,:;;;;.......................................... ...........:;++:,,.,+???*?????**+;?%%%*?%??*****;+;;+,...;?%@@S%*,**?S+,..........,#@@@@@@S...........,;?++?*%#@@#+..,,,,,,::::,,,,.:;::::,......................................... ............,;?%??*+;;*??S%%%%?**??*?*;;;;;:;+*??*+;+;:,,,..+#@##S#%?%SS:..........*@@@@@@%..........,*+.;S@@@@?;,.::::..,,:,;?*???*;;+;,........................................... .......,.......:?SS#%??%?%%??%%**;:,...,:;+++???*?*+;++;;*;,.,;#@@#S?*?S#*,........:@@@@@@?.........+??%?%@@@@?.....,,::,,,:.;+????%**+++;:,........................................ ......,??+;:,....,;?%??%%%???*;,....:*%%%%%??????**+++*++;;*+:.:?#@#S##S%S%,.......,@@@@@@?........+#++#@@@@%;..,,.::,,..........,;**??%%%*++:...................................... .......:?%%%*?*;:,.:***%%%??;.....:%###SSS%%*?%?*++*****+;++*+*:.:@@@@@#?*SS:......,@@@@@@?......,?%S###@@@#:...:*::,:,............,+%???S#%*+::.................................... ........:*???%SS%?%??*?S@#*,....,?S#S###S%%???S?*+:::,::;;;;++*::,;S@@#%?%?%%;.....,@@@@@@%.....,%S*?%@@@@%:....,,,....,,,,.........,:*??*?%%?%*+,.................................. .........,+?%##S#@#S%???S%,....:SSSS??%%%?**+;**?*?*;:,......::,,..,S@@@@@@SS%;....:@@@@@@#,....*S*?S#@@@%......,....:++;*++;:.........,+*****???*+:................................ ..........,+?SS%S#S%S%?%S,....,S@SSS????%????+:,:;;;+*++;:,.........,?@@@@@##S?;...;@@@@@@@+...;%%?%@@@@%:..........,+;;;+?%%?+,.........:+***++++++*;,............................. ............:???%SS%%%?S?.....%#S@@@%*;+;:;++++,...;%@S?**+*,.........*@@@##S#%%;::%@@@S?@@@+:+??S#@@@@?...........,***;;;+%*%S%;..........:*?**++:,,::,............................ .............,++*?%S%%*S*....;@S?SS%S?+,.......,..+@@@#%*;;%?,.........+#@@@######@@@@@*:?@@@@###@@@@@@:...,:,,....;*+S;;?S@S?###+,,,,......,;**+;++,............................... ..............,:+**???*S*....*#SSS???*%?*:,......+@@@@#+,::?#;........,:+@@@@#@@@@###SS;?+?%**S@@@@@@@%;:::::,,,...*+;;;?##?%?S?#?+:;::::,:,,.,+***+;:,............................. ................,+?*?**??,...?%?%%???%????*;....?@@@@@%:;;:?#+......,:++?#@@@@#S@#S?;++*SS++*#@@@@@@@@?*;,.........:*;;:+S#+%*?%%SS%:,:;;+*?**+;+;;;++::,........................... .................,:**;*?%+...*%??%%?????%???*;.+@@@@@@@?;;;*%*.....,;+?%S@@@##???S##@#;+*+*;S@@@@@@@@@@#%?+;:,,.....+++:;S??%??%%%%@S:..,:;+?????**;::,::........................... ...................,;;+?%%;..+??%%*;;+*?????**;#@@@@@@@S;+;;?*;++*?SSS%%%%S@SS**;+?*S%:*S#%?;S@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#SS%*;+*;;+%*%%S%?%S###%:....,:+*****?*+:,............................ ...........:::.......,:+??%*,,?S??*+;:,,;++**+S@@@@@@@#@%*+:?S%#@@@@@#%%S#@@#%???***SSS@@@@@@@#SSS#@#@@@@#@@@@@S?+,.+;:;+%?S%%?%??%%%S?:.....,:++++**?*+;::,........................ ...........,;+++::,...,:;*?%*:;%??*::;::,..,,;#@@@@#@@@@#++*%S,,,+???%S@@@@@@###SS*+?S@SS#@#%??SS#@@#S**?+,:;:,.....*;*+?S%SS%+??S%?SS#?,.......,:;+;+******;:,..................... ..............,+?**+::,..:**??*%%**+,..,,....?@@@@##S@@@#?+**%?......:%#@@@@@@@?#@##S?%####*%SS@%%@@#%**:*.........,S%%%S%#@#??S%@S*%SS@?,........,:++++++*?+**,,................... ................;+*+:;*+;::;***???*+:.,.....;@@@@@###@@@@#%*+%%+,,..,+?%@@@@@@#S##?#@@S##@@@@#%?S@@@S#S%;*:,.......*?*+S%S#@#S%#%?S#%SS?#?..........,++;;;:;+****;:................. ..................,;;+??*??*******?*+:*+:...S@@@@@@@@@@@@@#%;**%+*;,.:;*S?S@@@#S??S@#@SS*?S#@@@@@@@@#?#S;:........;+;;+SS#S?##S#%S?#@S#%?%*,....:.....;;:+,.,,:;;+*+;,.............. ....................,;??*?%????*?****++*+;.;@@@@@@@@@@@####?%;?%?+***;;,;+S%@@@#?SS##@#+:;;###@@@@@@@?*#.........:*,?*?@##S?#@@@#@@%%@%%S%S+......,;;,::;;,,.....,,:+;.............. ......................:+*?%?%%%??**+*;++;+,%@@@@@@@@@##S%##?*;+?S;;;+?*;.*;;?@@@@@@@@#?,,;;%#@@@@@#%S::+........,?:;+?###%%?S@@@@#@@S%SS?SS?,.....::::::;;;:,,...................... ........................,;+?%%???***+;?:*,?@@@@@@@@@@SS#S@@#S%+*%?.,:;*+;*,.;S@@@@@@S**+,,;SS@@@@#?:;.:.........+*+;+%@@#%?%@@@@@@S#@SS%S##%*.......:,..,:;+;:,..................... ...........................:*?%??**?*+%:#,*@@@@@@@@@@@@@@SS##S?*%S:...,++;,:::?%@@##?*+%+,?#*#@@@;.............++:+:%@@@#%S@@@@@@@@@@SSS%S@##:.............:;;:,.................... .............................,;*+**+*;*,*+;@@@@@@@@@@#@@@#SSS##*?#%,.....,..,,.*##@##%?*+:*SS#@@S+;,..........;?**?S@@#@@@#@@@@@@@##@@SSS%%SS?.......,;,.....,:;;:,................. .................................,,;%++,:*;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@S%S@@S*%S%:........,+?*?#@?+SS:,+#S#@@?+%??+;,....,+%??%@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@###@%%S#%#;.......:;........,;+;,............... ...................................+%;,..:+@@@@@#@@@@@@@@@SS#@S%??%%S+...,;+*??+;?S@@S?+;+%S@@@S+,:;++?**+:+%%SSS#@#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#S%@@#S,........,;:........,:,.............. ...................................**;....;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@@@#S#??SS*:+**;+,.,.+%*@S****?%S@@+:....,::+;+*%S#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@#SS##*.........,:,........................ ...................................;S:....?@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@##%S?+;::....,..+??##?*++?S@@%?:....,,....,,;*%%@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@SS#SS@#:...........,,,,.................... ....................................*;....*@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@@@@@@@@@?;:......,,..:,;*%S@@@#%@@@@??,..............:?##@@@@@@@@@@@#@@@@@@@@@@@##@#S#%.............::,,.................. ....................................,*.....*@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#+:..............:%?%##SSS####%*,...............;S#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#S#@@*..............,:,,................ .....................................+:.....+@@@@@@@@@@@@#@@@@@S:+,...........,...*%?SSS%S#%SS%;.,:,....,......:+?@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@##S@@#@+...............,,................ .....................................*%,.,;+.;#@@@@@@@@@@S@@@@S:,+.......,:;:,,...,*?%S%S##S%%*,.,,,....:;;,.,,*??%%S@@@@@@#@@@@@@@@@#@@#@@S##S##S?................................. ....................................:@@*.,::,,,?@@@@@@@@@@@@#*:,.,.....,;;,,.......,*%?%%%##%*;...........:??%+%S%%*+S@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@S%%##@SS@SS,................................ ....................................;@@#;,.::;..;S@@@@@@@@S+,........,;?,...........+**+%%+*?*:..........,+*@*+*?%%?;;?#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#SS%@####@@?................................ ....................................%@@@#:..,;:.:+?#@@@#?:.........,:+%?...:*;......++?++*??;+,......,*%,:*+@:,,:;+?*:;?@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@S%####@##S,............................... ...................................;@##@@#,.,:,;:,;*%#*,.......,,,;**##:,..;?;.......*;+++:%,+.......,+*+?**@#+;;+;*+;;,;#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#?%SS###@#*............................... ...................................%@@@@@@S,..,+:,:;+:::......:+;+*S@@S+;;,.,,,,.:;:;*:+;+++::..,..,+?++??%@#@@*,;:;;:::,:S@@@@@@@@#@@#@@@@#%#S#@#@S?,.............................. ..................................;@@@@@@@@S,...,+*:.,:.....:+++*%@@@@@?*+*;;;;,:+?%*;;*:;*:::.:?*;:;*+*%?S#S@@@%:,;:;;:+:;S@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#S@#@###@?;.............................. ..................................S@@@@@@@@@#+...:.......,:;++?S@@@@@@@@#;+++*??S#*?++++*;?+*+**+?#@S####SSSS@@@@#*:.,,;;;::%@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@S?S@@@##?*.............................. .................................+@@@@@@@@@@@@S+,......,:;*??SS@@@@@@@@@#*+:+;;;**;++?+;+??*?%*+*S#S####@#%S@@@@@@@S+..:;:,,,:?#@@@@@@@@@@@@@#%#@@@#S?:............................. ................................,#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#?+,,,+?%##S%S%@##@@@@@@@%*:**:+*+*?;?*+;?*+***??S?%SS#@#%?S@@@@@@@@@S:...:;::.,?@@@@@@@@@@@#@@S#@@@@S*,............................ ................................+@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@#S%%%%#@@@S%%###S@@@@@@@@?%?*?**?*++*+*%+:?%;++???SS###@S%S%#@@@@@@@@@S:..;,.:,..:#@@@#@@@@@@@#S#@@@@S*;............................ ...............................,#@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@#SSS%S@@@S@SSSS%S@@@@@@@@%%?+?%#S#%S#%S?:,?%S**?;.+@@@@@@#%#SS@#@@@@@@@S::..:;;...,?@@#S#@@@@@#S%@@@@@?+,........................... ...............................+@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@S#S%S@@@S%%#@#SS#@@@@@@@@#?S%?%%#S??*++?S%?*++++?+.#@@@@@#S@#%?%%S##@@@@%;..,,:+:,..*@@#?S@#@@#S#?#@@S#++........................... ..............................,S@@@@@@@#@@@#S#%SSSS%S@#SS%??%%###@@@@@#@@@##S?%%#:,,;;:;@##,....+?;++%#@@#%@@#%S@S%S##@@@S*:,..:++;,.+@@#?#@S#@##@%#@@@??,.......................... ..............................+@@@@@@@@#@@@S%S#%%%#SS#S%*?;;SS##@#@@@@@@@@@?*;+?S+:*%%S##+###%?*++?...,+S@S#@@@S#S#@@@S####S*;;,,:,;,.+@@#S@@%S#S##?#@##**.......................... .............................,#@@@@@@@@@@@S%S%%##S@##@@*?+:.:*#@@#@@@@@@@%+;++;%SS##@@@@#:#@@@#*+#S*:.,,,;SS##@SS?%S#S%?%?SS::+**;,:,:,;S@S%#S%?#%SS##SSS%,......................... .............................*@@@@@@@@@@@SSS@#S@#SS?#%??;,...:#S@*#@@@@#;:+:;?#@@@#SS%S@#:#@%+;?##@@#%;::.:?SS@@#S%S##%%%;;?;..,;*%+::.:;?####@#S#%S##SSS*+......................... ............................,@@@@@@@@@@#%?##S###SS+%**?:......;*+,#@%*%,,+:;%SSS#@@###@@%;+::?#@@@@@@##?:..,;#S@@%####%S%;.,,.....:%%+,+:.,,::;*?#@#@SS#S*%,........................ ............................%@@@@@@@@#@%%#@@#@@#%*?+??,...........;+:?,.:,+S@#%SS####%%??%?SS?%#@@@#@###S+..,+S##+*?#%:,,...........**:,....,,,:;;++?#S#S%%+........................ ...........................;@@@@@@@@@@S?#@#@##%+?***+,.......,:::::;?+,,.;S######SSS+*S##@S@@@S;S##S@@#@@@+;;:::::+;;:;;++;:.........+;...,:;;:*@S#S%S@%#SS?,....................... ..........................,#@@@@@@@@@#SSS@@#?%??*+,........,;+;,;::::::::*SSS@@##S#;;#@@S;;@@#@;+###@@#S*:,.,,...,%@##%%?*???*:......,;+,.,:++;.*@@@##@S%##S*....................... ..........................?@@@@@@@@@#?*S@@%*%??*:.........,?+++;;;++;;,..,.,:?##@?S.S@@@%.,#@@@*:@#@S?:..,;+%+...,;?%##@@#S%%SS?:......:*:,++:+;:%##@@S@S@@S?;...................... .........................+@@@@@@@@@#?S%S#S%?*++,..........+?***+;+*S%?+;,*%+..,;%SS;*@@@?..?@@%:?@?+++,;*%##?,:,...,;+?%S#@@@#SS%+......,;:;+:*:;,+###SS%#@#**...................... ........................:@@@@@@@@@S%%S;###%*,...........,+??;,.......:;*;,?#%:...:+***?S;..*S*+*?::+?S###S*;:;*;.....,;+*?S#@@@##?;.......,:::;;;;:*%#@S#%@#%%;..................... ........................%@@@@@@@@%*%@;*##%;,..........,;*+,.....,;+*+;,...,:*S?,.,.,;*+++;:++;;++?S#S%+:,..,::,,.......,+**%@@@@@??,...........,:;+;*@##@#S@#%*,.................... .......................+@@@@@@@#S+%#%++*:,..........:+;:...........,;?S?;,...:?%+*%*:::,,,,:;*S@@@S+,,;;;,.....,........,;+*?#@@@%%;.............,:+@@S#S#S#S??;.................... ......................:@@@@@@@@@*%@#?:............,;;,................,*#S+,...:?%?%SS??+*?%#@@#%*:,;;;:..,,;+;:.,;:......,;**S@@@%+...............,+S######@#?%,................... .....................,%@@@@@@@#?S@*+;..........,.,+:....................:?S%+,...,*%%SS#S%S%@@?;?%,,...:+;::;:...,:,.......:+**S@@@;.................,*%##@@@##?+................... .....................*@@@@@@@@SS@;...............*;..........,,,..,,,....,;?SS*,....:;++**?%@*,?S*,.,:;;,..,,:+?%S%S*;......,;*?S@#,...................,*@@#@@@%%,.................. ....................:@@@@@@@@@#?:...............,%....,;:,...,:::,,;:,,....,;?S#?;:?*+**?%#@S*,;*::.,,,,;?%%?***?S#@@#,.......:*?#@:.....................*@##@@#?*.................. ....................%@@@@@@@S;:.................;S,..:,,+;,......,.:,;:......:+?SS?%%#@##@#%?S:.,,:;*?%%?+:,,?S%*::::,,........;*%@*......................+#@%@@SS:................. ...................:@@@@%S%?,...................,#%;:;+;,,,::,,......,.....,,:,++*%#SS?S@@@???%+*##S?;:,,..,,+;::;;;;;,........,*%##,......................;S**@@#?................. ...................%@@@*,+;,.....................?@#%?*++;:,,,,,...........,;+*,;****?*?%#S?*+S@#?:..:;;**;**??%*++............,?%%S;............,,...........,?@@#;................ ..................,@@S*..........................,?@@SS?*+:::,,:,,...,..,....,;:.+;:,.,*?S??*%S+,.:;;+??%SS@@###%?+:,,.........,%%%S+............:*?+:..........+@##,............... ..................;#?;............................,?@###%%*;;:,:::,..,::;,,....,::,.,+*%S??+?+,:;+?%?%@@@@##@#SSSSS*;,..,;:;++*%###S,..............;SS?;,........;#@?............... ..................,,................................+@@@#@#S%*;;;;:,,..........,:::.,%SS?++%*:;;;**?%#@@@@@##%%%%?*????++;??S#@#@@S:................,?S%S+,.......:?S,.............. .....................................................;#@@@##@#SS?*+++;::,.,?**+**??**?S?*%@@S%??++++++++*?%%SSS%%%%??%?%#S###@#S#%:..................,??S@S:........,............... ......................,,,,,,,,,:::::::,,::::::,.......:%@@@#S#@@@@S%%??**+:+;+++*****%S##@@%;::;*?*?*+;::,.,,,,,:;;;;;+**%SSS#S%*,....................:%?@@#:....................... ...................,+;;;;;;;;:::;:::+++;+;;:;::.........;#@@@@#####@@@@@##S%%%%%%SS##@@@#%+:;+S@#SS##???*???*:,;??%***???%SS#%*:.......................?%S##%,...................... ....................,::;;;;;;::::;++**++**++;;::,:,......,?@@@@@@@##@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#?++*?%S#@@@#%***??**+*%S#@@@@@@@@@SS#;..........................+%%S##;...................... ..................,:::;::;;;;::::::,;;;;;+;;;:,,,,,........;S@@@@@@@@@@#@@@@@@@@@@@@#%+;;*%@@@#%?*+++++++++*?%%%%*%?SSS%?S*,...........................*%%#@@?...................... ...................,:+:*+:;;*;;;:;;;;;+;+++++;:,............:S######@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#?*:+%#@@#%?+:;;++;;;;+;++*;;;+*++?++%#S,...........................,SS#@@@%...................... .....................,:;++;*?+;;+*+++;****++*++**+:::,,,,,,.:??%#@@#@@@@@@@@@@@@#SS?SS@@@@#SS%?%%%?**+;+*****???%?%S#SSSSS,...........................*S%%###*...................... .........................,.**+?%S@SS##@##@#####%?*+;;;++++;,,%???%S##@@@@@@@@@#S%%#@@@@@@@###@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@##S%S%S#S%%*+?,.........................,*%%%S##S,...................... ..........................;*S#@#SS#@@@@@##@@##@S*+;::;:;;;;;,*????***?SS#@#SS#S#S@#@@@@SS?%S%*?SSS##@@@#S#@@@@@@#S???*+++?,........................:?%%%S##S:....................... ......................:;++*+%S##SS#######@#@@S%*+;;:::;:;;:;:;:++*?**?SSSSS?????SSS##%%%?%S%?*%%S%%%%S#SS%SS#S#@@S#+;++++*:.....................,;?%%S#@##S:........................ ....................,,,:+%#S%?*#@@@SSSSS####@#SS%+;;::;;;,..,*;::::;+##%%%?**S??%%?%%%?????*+**?%??%%%%%SSSS%?%SS%*;+++++*:......,:,.......,,:;+?%SS###S%+,......................... ....................+*+*S@@@##S#@@@@@@@####%%%S@#S*;;;;;;,,.,+;;+;+*%%S?**???S%%%?*+***???*++**??**++***??%%%%*?%SS?*;;;+*:......,;?%%%??????%%%?SSS#%*;,........................... .....................,+?SS@@#@@@@@##@@@@#@##S%#@@#%%;;+;,;;:,++???%%??%%??%%%?%SSSS#%%%%%?%##@####SSS???***?S%+***%S@?;++*;.........:+?%SS#####?????+,.....:;:,::::................. .................,..:,::..;+*@@@@@@@###@#@####@#S#S%++?+:+*;.+SS%?*?**????%%#S%%S#S#SS%%%?%S@@@@@@@@@@@#S%?*%%;*?*S@#S?+++:.............,,:::::,,.......,:,,::,:,................... .................+:,*,:++....:?#@@@@@@###@#S##@@SS?%%*++;;::+?@S??*%%?%???S%#%?????%??%S%?%%S##@@@@@@@@@@##S%?***%S%%?%S**:................:;;::,,,,,,:;:,,,:::;,................... .................,;;;+..;;;*;*%###@@@@#####SS##@SS?*::,,:;+**?#?**+%%%%%?**++;++;;++***??%%?%??%#@@@@@@@@@@@@%%?*#%+???##S?+:,.......,::;+?%%*++;:::;;;;:,,,::::,................... .....................:;,;+:S@@@@#S#@#@@##SSS%#%**+;:.,;**?????S++*%???+;++;:,::;:;;;++**???%%**?%#@@@@@@@@@@@@#?%%*+*??S@@@#%?+:.,:;;++;;;?%%?*??***?:;++:,,;;;:,.,,................ ......................,::;+%*;%??SSSS#@#SSS*%S;,..,;**?%%S%??*%*+S%*%:,,,,,,;;;+;;;;;++**???%??????%#@@@@@@@@@@@%%?*;;;%@@@@@S%%**+;+*??**+%S%%%%%*?*++??*+::::;;::,................ ........................,,:;**%%S####S#@#%?%%?+,,;**??%%%?*+;::+;;?%:.........,::;::;++;+**??**??%%?%#@@@@@@@@@@S??S?+*@@@@@@S%%?%S#@@#S%SSS@#SSS%%#%????*:::::,..,,................ ......................,,,+*+**%%?SS%%#S##%?%*++;***?%%??**;;::::,.,:.....,......,:;:;;;+;;+****????S%?SS@@@@@@@@@@%S@%@@@@@@@@#SS%??S@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#%%+:.,,,,,,:::,................ ......................::::;*%S?%%S##%%%%##S%??**%SSS????*+;:?+;,:+:.:+.,*++.+,.::.,;;:+*+;:;***?????S%%SS#S@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@%?*?S@@@@@@@@@@@##***+**%;;+::,................... ......................,:;;;+#S#%S?#@######S?*???SSS%??**+;;,*+;.+*:,*,.+*:,:?::?,,;**:+**;;;***???%%S#SS##@@@#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#S%%??#@@@@@@@@@@%?**?*++;,:.:;+;:,............... ...................,,,::;;;;;??+%S#@@@@@#SS+;+%%?%%?*++?++;;::,,:::,,,,:,..::..:,,:,;;+**;;+****??%%%%SS##@SSS#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@##%*%@@@@@@@@%;;*+*:::,.,+:+;:,................ ...................,;:,,,,+??%SS#@@@@#@@##?**?S#S%?+++?;+;*?+:,?,++.++....;+++++;::+:;++;;;;+**??%%#S%%S@@@@@S#S#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#S%SS####@#?%?%?*+:::::;+,................... .....................,::++%#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@######%**+;??*?;**+;:*::.,?:,,,:*;+:?+;,%;+;+++++**??%%###SSSSS##@@@#@#%%S%%SSSS##@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@S???*???%???*++;;+,,,,,.................. ....................,:;;;;;;++*%SS%###@@#####S%?**+**;;*****+*+++*++;;++++;++;;:,.,,,,:;;;;;++;+**+*++*++*???????????*????%S%?%?%S##S@@@%*%%#S%%?*+;;:;+++;+*??++;.................. ...................................,,,::,,.........,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,...................,,,,,:;;:;;;;;;::++;:::,,,.........,.,::+*?**?%?:.,,++*+++++++;;....,,,,,,.................. ...................................................,.......,..............,,...................................................,....................................................
Here you can inquire, learn, read lyrics, find collection albums, cassettes, vinyl, cd's. This database makes it easy to find objects to buy in a store such as ebay, amazon, alibaba, etc.