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Darkthrone
Members | |
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Current | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (additional) (1987-present), Bass, Guitars (additional) (1993-present) |
Member(bands): Valhall, Fenriz’ Red Planet, Fuck You All, Isengard, Neptune Towers, Regress FF, Storm, Black Death, Dødheimsgard, Dass & Flass, Eibon, Pilgrim Sands, Reitgjerde Pasientband, and the Heavy Ripping Fyrstikk | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars (1988-present), Bass (1992-present) |
Member(bands): Gift of Gods, Sarke, Satyricon | |
Past | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass (1987-1991) |
Member(bands): The FrogFish | |
Zephyrous | Guitars (1987-1993) |
Member(bands): Black Death | |
Anders Risberget | Guitars (1987-1988) |
Member(bands): Black Death | |
Past (Live) | |
Satyr | Bass (1996) |
Member(bands): Satyricon, Storm, Wongraven, Infernö, Black Diamond Brigade, Eczema, Eibon |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Land of Frost | Demo | 1988 | Show album |
2 | A New Dimension | Demo | 1988 | Show album |
3 | Thulcandra | Demo | 1989 | Show album |
4 | Cromlech | Demo | 1989 | Show album |
5 | Soulside Journey | Full-length | 1991 | Show album |
6 | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | Full-length | 1992 | Show album |
7 | Under a Funeral Moon | Full-length | 1993 | Show album |
8 | Transilvanian Hunger | Full-length | 1994 | Show album |
9 | Panzerfaust | Full-length | 1995 | Show album |
10 | Goatlord | Full-length | 1996 | Show album |
11 | Total Death | Full-length | 1996 | Show album |
12 | Crusade from the North | Split | 1996 | Show album |
13 | Ravishing Grimness | Full-length | 1999 | Show album |
14 | Preparing for War | Compilation | 2000 | Show album |
15 | Plaguewielder | Full-length | 2001 | Show album |
16 | Hate Them | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
17 | Sardonic Wrath | Full-length | 2004 | Show album |
18 | Under beskyttelse av mørke | EP | 2005 | Show album |
19 | Too Old Too Cold | Single | 2006 | Show album |
20 | The Cult Is Alive | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
21 | Forebyggende krig | Single | 2006 | Show album |
22 | NWOBHM (New Wave of Black Heavy Metal) | EP | 2007 | Show album |
23 | F.O.A.D. | Full-length | 2007 | Show album |
24 | Frostland Tapes | Compilation | 2008 | Show album |
25 | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
26 | Circle the Wagons | Full-length | 2010 | Show album |
27 | Sempiternal Past - The Darkthrone Demos | Compilation | 2011 | Show album |
28 | Introducing Darkthrone | Compilation | 2012 | Show album |
29 | Leave No Cross Unturned (Edit) | Single | 2013 | Show album |
30 | The Underground Resistance | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
31 | Black Death and Beyond | Compilation | 2014 | Show album |
32 | Tundra Leech | Single | 2016 | Show album |
33 | Arctic Thunder | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
34 | The Wind of 666 Black Hearts | Compilation | 2016 | Show album |
35 | Burial Bliss / Visual Aggression | Single | 2017 | Show album |
36 | The Hardship of the Scots | Single | 2019 | Show album |
37 | Duke of Gloat | Single | 2019 | Show album |
38 | Old Star | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
Land of Frost
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 1988 | Independent | Cassette | ||
February 2020 (Unofficial) | Independent | Cassette |
Members | |
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Gylve | Drums, Vocals |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Anders | Guitars (tracks 2-3, 5) |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Land of Frost | 03:57 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:53 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:32 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:26 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:23 | |
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19:11 |
A New Dimension
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Gylve | Drums |
Ted | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wim Baelus | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Twilight Dimension | 00:43 | instrumental |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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09:47 |
Thulcandra
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead) |
Gylve Nagell | Drums, Vocals |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Gylve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | Eon | 03:45 | instrumental |
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2. | Thulcandra | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Dispair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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14:26 |
Cromlech
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 1989 | Independent | Cassette | ||
1989 | Independent | Cassette | Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve | Drums |
Ted | Vocals (lead), Guitars |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Johansen | Typography |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | The Watchtower | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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2. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Sempiternal Past / Presence Wiew Sepulchrality | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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11:25 |
Soulside Journey
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 13th, 1991 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22 CD | CD | |
January 13th, 1991 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22 | 12" vinyl | |
January 13th, 1991 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22P | 12" vinyl | Picture disc, Limited edition |
January 13th, 1991 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22-4 | Cassette | |
January 13th, 1991 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22 MC | Cassette | |
1991 (Unofficial) | MG Records | MG 1588 | Cassette | |
1991 (Unofficial) | Orion | OR-057 | Cassette | |
1991 (Unofficial) | Takt Music | 1393 | Cassette | |
1992 (Unknown) | Valentine Sound Productions | NE 061 | Cassette | |
April 1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 22-2 | CD | |
July 1995 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 22 | CD | Reissue |
1996 | Hammer Müzik | HMR064 | Cassette | |
January 13th, 1996 | Metal Mind Productions | MASS 0313 | Cassette | |
1997 (Unofficial) | Megarock Records | CPD 013 | 12" vinyl | Picture disc, Limited edition |
1998 (Unofficial) | Спюрк | UL 98752 | CD | |
2001 (Unofficial) | Limited Edition | CDVILE 22 | CD | |
2001 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM22 / 620222 | CD | Slipcase, Reissue |
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "Soulside Journey / Preparing for War: Vol. 2") |
Agat Company | A-DT91 | CD | |
2002 | Peaceville Records | MCVILEM52 | Cassette | Reissue |
2002 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM22 / 620222 | CD | |
2002 | Союз | CDVILEM22 | CD | |
July 22nd, 2003 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 22 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Limited edition, Digipak |
2005 | Back on Black | BOBV022PD | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2008 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED22 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Limited edition, Digipak |
June 4th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | VILELP389 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
September 25th, 2015 | Peaceville Records | VILEMC22 | Cassette | Reissue, Limited edition |
June 3rd, 2016 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEDX610 | 2CD | Medibook, Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED22 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Repress |
2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown (Unofficial) | ASP Records | Cassette |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
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5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
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41:07 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 2nd, 1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 28CD | CD | Limited edition |
March 2nd, 1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 28 | 12" vinyl | |
1992 | Metal Mind Productions | MASS 0007 | Cassette | |
1992 | Mushroom Records | MUSH-002 | 12" vinyl | |
1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 28CD | CD | Repress |
1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 28-4 | Cassette | |
1992 (Unknown) | Valentine Sound Productions | NE 087 | Cassette | |
March 1992 | Peaceville Records | VILE 28-2 | CD | |
1994 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 28 | CD | Reissue |
1996 | Hammer Müzik | HMR063 | Cassette | |
1997 (Unofficial) | Megarock Records | CPD 008 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
October 1997 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2001 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM 28 / 620282 | CD | Reissue, Slipcase |
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "A Blaze in the Northern Sky / Preparing for War: Vol. 1") |
Agat Company | A-DT01 | CD | |
2002 | Peaceville Records | LPVILE 28 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
2002 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM 28 / 620282 | CD | Reissue |
2002 | Союз | CDVILEM 28 | CD | |
2003 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA007 | CD | Digipak |
2003 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 28 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Limited edition, Digipak |
2003 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 28 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
2005 | Back on Black | BOBV023PD | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 28 / CDVILED28 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Digipak |
December 7th, 2009 | Peaceville Records | VILELP28 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue |
December 7th, 2009 | Peaceville Records | VILELP28 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
2010 | Peaceville Records | VILELP28 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue, Repress |
2012 | Peaceville Records | VILELP28 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue, Repress |
November 5th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED415X | 2CD | Digibook, Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
2014 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 1254 | 2CD | Reissue, Enhanced |
2017 | Peaceville Records | VILELP28 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Repress |
January 20th, 2017 | Peaceville Records | VILELP633 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED28 | CD | Reissue |
October 13th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown | Peaceville Records | KG-2210892 | Cassette |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Tompa | Logo |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 24th, 1993 | Peaceville Records | Vile 35CD | CD | |
June 24th, 1993 | Peaceville Records | Vile 35 | 12" vinyl | |
1993 | Loud Out Records | l.o.r. 029-93 | Cassette | |
1993 (Unofficial) | Takt Music | Cassette | ||
1993 (Unknown) | Valentine Sound Productions | NE 139 | Cassette | |
August 1995 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 35 | CD | Reissue |
1996 | Hammer Müzik | HMR054 | Cassette | |
June 24th, 1996 | Metal Mind Productions | MASS 0286 | Cassette | |
1997 (Unofficial) | Megarock Records | CPD 012 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
October 1997 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2001 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM 35 / 620352 | CD | Reissue, Slipcase |
2001 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM 35 / 620352 | CD | Reissue |
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "Under a Funeral Moon / Panzerfaust") |
Agat Company | A-DT93 | CD | |
2002 | Союз | 620352 / CDVILEM 35 | CD | Reissue |
June 24th, 2002 | Peaceville Records | LPVILE 35 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
2003 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA010 | CD | Reissue |
2003 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 35 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Limited edition, Digipak |
2005 | Back on Black | BOBV024PD | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED35 | CD | Digipak, Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
March 22nd, 2010 | Peaceville Records | VILELP35 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition, Gatefold |
2013 | Peaceville Records | VILELP35 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue, Repress |
August 26th, 2013 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED435X | 2CD | Digibook, Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
2014 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 1319 | CD | Reissue, Enhanced |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED35 | CD | Reissue, Remastered |
October 13th, 2020
(titled "Under a Funeral Moon (Delux Edition)") |
Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 17th, 1994 | Peaceville Records | Vile 43CD / VILE 43 | CD | |
1994 | Fierce Recordings | 9086-11060-2 / 9086-11060-2 | CD | Reissue |
1994 | Modern Invasion Music | MIM 7317-4 MC | Cassette | |
1994 | Modern Invasion Music | MIM7317-2 CD | CD | |
1994 | Modern Invasion Music | MIM 7317-4 MC | Cassette | |
1994 | Peaceville Records | VILE 43 | 12" vinyl | |
1994 (Unknown) | Valentine Sound Productions | NE 207 | Cassette | |
July 1995 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 43 | CD | Reissue |
1996 | Hammer Müzik | HMR055 | Cassette | |
1996 | Metal Mind Productions | MASS 0309 | Cassette | |
1996 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
1997 (Unofficial) | Megarock Records | CPD 002 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
1998 (Unofficial) | Ауди | J21105 | CD | |
2001 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEM 43 / 620432 | CD | Reissue, Slipcase |
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "Transilvanian Hunger / Total Death") |
Agat Company | A-DT95 | CD | |
2002 | Peaceville Records | LPVILE 43 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
2002 | Союз | CDVILE43 / 624032 | CD | |
2003 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 43 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Limited edition, Digipak |
2004 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA014 | CD | Reissue |
2004 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA014 | CD | Digipak |
2005 | Back on Black | BOBV025PD | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2005 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 134 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Digipak |
2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 43 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced, Digipak |
2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED43 | CD | Reissue, Remastered, Digipak, Enhanced |
June 27th, 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP43 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
April 2013 | Peaceville Records | VILELP43 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Repress, Remastered |
December 1st, 2014 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEDX549 | 2CD | Digibook, Reissue, Remastered, Enhanced |
November 3rd, 2017 | Peaceville Records | VILELP682 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED43 | CD | Reissue, Remastered |
November 2019 | Mindscrape Music | MIN 014-CD | CD | Limited edition, Slipcase |
October 13th, 2020
(titled "Transilvanian Hunger (20th Anniversary Edition)") |
Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Fenriz | Cover model |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Panzerfaust
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 6th, 1995 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 005 / FOG 005 | CD | |
1995 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 005 | 12" vinyl | |
November 16th, 1995 | Morbid Noizz Productions | 089 | Cassette | |
1996 (Unknown) | Valentine Sound Productions | NE 280 | Cassette | |
October 1997 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2002 | Moonfog Productions | FOG LP 005 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition, Gatefold |
2006 | Somber Music | SM071CD | CD | Reissue |
February 21st, 2006 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 6005 | CD | Reissue |
2008 | Irond Records | IROND CD 08-1444 | CD | Reissue |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV189LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
October 25th, 2010 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED306X | 2CD | Reissue |
October 25th, 2010 | Peaceville Records | VILELP306 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
2012 (Unofficial) | Moonfog Productions (fake) | FOG 005 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors |
2012 (Unofficial) | Moonfog Productions (fake) | FOG 005 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
2015 | Back on Black | BOBV189LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue, Repress |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED731 | CD | Reissue |
July 13th, 2018 | Peaceville Records | VILELP756 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue |
2019 | Hellion Records | Hel 1280 | CD | Reissue |
October 13th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp, Deluxe edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Nofagem | Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Goatlord
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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1996 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 013 / FOG 013 | CD | Digipak |
1996 | Mystic Production | 055 | Cassette | |
October 24th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 013 | CD | Digipak |
1997 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 013 | CD | |
January 1997 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "Goatlord / The Roots of Evilness Live") |
Agat Company | A-DT96 | CD | |
2002 | Moonfog Productions | FOG LP 013 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Gatefold |
2006 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 6013 | CD | Digipak |
2006 | Somber Music | SM073CD | CD | |
2008 | Irond Records | IROND CD 08-1443 | CD | Reissue |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV191LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
July 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP337 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue |
July 25th, 2011 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED337x | 2CD | Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED806 | CD | Reissue |
October 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Total Death
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 15th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 011 | CD | |
January 15th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | fog 011 / FOG 011 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
January 15th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 0011-4 | Cassette | |
1996 | Mystic Production | 030 | Cassette | |
1996 (Unofficial) | Жёлтая Студия | 0060-96 | Cassette | |
October 1997 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
1998 (Unofficial) | ООО "ДОРА" | JPCD UL 98379 | CD | |
2000 | О.Ч.З. Records | 043 107 | Cassette | |
2005 (Unofficial) | Hell Slaughter Records | HSR 004 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
February 21st, 2006 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 6011 | CD | |
2008 | Irond Records | IROND CD 08-1437 | CD | |
January 2010 | Back on Black | BOBV190LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
March 14th, 2011 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED329X | 2CD | Reissue, Super jewel box |
March 21st, 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP329 | 12" vinyl + CD | Reissue, Limited edition |
June 22nd, 2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED751 | CD | Reissue |
January 15th, 2020 | Mindscrape Music | MIND 015-CD / MIND 015-CD | CD | Limited edition, Reissue, Slipcase |
October 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown (Unofficial) | Limited Edition | FOG 011 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Crusade from the North
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 13th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 010 | 2CD | |
December 13th, 1996 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 010 | 2 12" vinyls |
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1. | Darkthrone - Ravnajuv | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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2. | Storm - Oppi fjellet | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Eg høyrde vindsuset kalle meg Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Den tok meg vekk i fra folksom gard Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og om dykk ikkje har hørt det før Eg blir i Norgesland eg, til eg dør Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Her i vårt rike, her er vårt savn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Kring masse skoger vi slår vår favn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og er det nokon som ikkje ser Kvifor vi alltid til mor Noreg ber Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, berg og gråstein, det eter vi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Vi skjems av blåmenn, vi går i hi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og friske elva den er for oss Hvis du vil ha den, så må du slåss Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet En grusom død venter hver en mann Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Som ikke hyller vårt faderland Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, vi er norske og stolte av det De kristne kjøtere vil jo ikke se Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Nå har vi sagt det vi ville si Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet To norske brødre som alt vil gi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Skogtroll varsler en grusom død Der Fenris-ulven ulte samme lød Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Kan dere se han? Kan dere se han? Se den kristne kjøter’n! Deng ham opp! Deng ham opp! "Og om du noen gang lukter kristenmanns blod, oppi fjellet. Ja, hent øksa og... kutt dem ned!" Så! |
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3. | Storm - Oppunder skrent og villmark | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Og næste sommer med og det hele år, og det hele år Men engang vil du komme det vet jeg vist, det vet jeg vist For her har du landet og den du har kjær, og den du har kjær Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Før jeg igjen se det ganske land, det ganske land Der forfedre kjempet for retten til liv, for retten til liv Skal jeg får å se på de mektige fjell og ly og dal og skog og fjord [4x] Her vil jeg bo, her skal jeg leve Oppunder skrent og villmark Jeg skal atter se utover mektige fjell Og ly og dal og skog og fjord Her i vårt rike stor og høy "Ja, selv guder må dø, når alteret synker i støv og de som tror på dem er døde." [English translation:] [Beneath Precipice And (In The) Wilderness] Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring And next summer as well and the entire year, and the entire year But one day you’ll come, I know it for sure, I know it for sure For here you have the land and the one you love, and the one you love Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring Before I again get to see the entire land, the entire land Where the forefathers fought for the right to live, for the right to live. And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords. [4x] Here I want to dwell, here I shall live, Beneath precipice and (in the) wilderness I will again look upon the mighty mountains And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords Here in our realm great and lofty "Yes, even gods themselves must die, when the altar falls to dust and their believers are dead." |
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4. | Satyricon - Taakeslottet | 05:47 | |
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5. | Neptune Towers - To Cold Void Desolation (Excerpt) | 05:41 | |
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6. | Darkthrone - The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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7. | Satyricon - Born for Burning (Bathory cover) | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Haunting the cloudless black sky Braver at night Hidden as the lips of her cnt She is keeping out of sight Dark as her closed eyelids Her secret She comes to you with a serpent’s kiss She has the power to foresee She don’t fear the flames She smile at the fire Whisper the words of spell Without fear without fright BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN... She can’t feel the pain She gaze at the sky In the greedy flames She will burn tonight The beauty burning Like the moon at harvest Her seared flesh falling apart And feed the hungry flames Where the flame still bite her thigh She is not afraid to die She will burn again tonight (she will always burn) But her spirit shall survive... |
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8. | Wongraven - Tiden er en stenlagt grav (Excerpt) | 08:07 | instrumental |
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1. | Satyricon - The Night of the Triumphator | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years We await sodomy and destruction It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven) On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky (and we) sodomize the dirty whores of babylon... on christian ground On this night we torture the betrayers Night night holy night of the triumphator (rape the nuns, hang the priests, cut the throat of the crying christians) |
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2. | Isengard - Neslepaks | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Neslepaks Og på den åttende dagen slukte han alt vann Og på den niende dagen fordervet han all mat Og på den tiende dagen brant han jorden Neslepaks Neslepaks Neslepaks Og på den ellevte dagen slo han folk og dyr i hjel Og på den tolvte dagen kvalte han himmelriket Og på den trettende dagen skygget han for solen Neslepaks Så var der ingen dager mer Så var der ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Torneherren speiles i ødelagt liv Mens sorgengler regner fra oven Til kosmos’ endeløse tidsrom skjenkes vi Den siste død Skjenkes vi den siste død |
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3. | Storm - Noregsgard (Remix) | 06:11 | |
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4. | Satyricon - Dominions of Satyricon | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
From beyond come the storms Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes Nothingness turns to nothingness And my imagination fades like dustclouds over This deserted land feel to now satyricon Wonder how stormclouds rage And all you can feel is the cold winds of Funeral times, timeless they are He saw lived and died In these dreams of demons Wondering how he could open the gate to Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion And hate Above it all creations fall Living for the quest and the search Dying for the key, living for the domains Arise northern spirit and come forth under The might of the castle satyricon |
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5. | Darkthrone - Green Cave Float | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it |
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6. | Neptune Towers - Caravans to Empire Algol (Excerpt) | 06:31 | |
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7. | Storm - Mellom bakkar og berg | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Mellom bakkar og berg ut med havet Heve nordmannen fenge sin heim Der han sjølv heve tuftene grave Og sett sjølv sine hus oppå deim Han såg ut på dei steinute strender Det var ingen, som der hadde bygt Lat oss rydja og byggja oss grender Og so eiga me rudningen trygt Han såg ut på det bårute havet Det var ruskut å leggja utpå Men det leikade fisk ned i kavet Og den leiken den ville han sjå Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hey! Fram på vinteren stundom han tenkte Gjev eg var her til evig tid Og når nordljoset skinner frå oven Blir hans stålhjerte fylt med grusom savn! Framåt! |
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8. | Satyricon - Skyggedans | 03:54 | |
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44:02 |
Ravishing Grimness
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 29th, 1999 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 023 | CD | |
1999 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 023 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
1999 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 023 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
1999 | Mystic Production | MYST 223 | Cassette | |
1999 (Unofficial) | Predator Productions | 099 | Cassette | |
2000 (Unofficial) | Moon Records | Cassette | ||
2000 | О.Ч.З. Records | 043 111 | Cassette | |
2002
(Unofficial) (titled "Ravishing Grimness / Plague Wielder") |
Agat Company | A-DT99 | CD | |
2003 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 023 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Blue vinyl |
2006 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 023 / FOG 023 | 12" vinyl | Repress, Limited edition, Translucent red vinyl |
March 7th, 2006 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 6023 | CD | Reissue |
2008 | Irond Records | IROND CD 08-1445 | CD | |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV192LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
September 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP337 / VILELP350 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Limited edition |
September 5th, 2011 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED350X | 2CD | Reissue |
September 5th, 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP337 | 12" vinyl + CD | Reissue, Limited edition |
2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
Unknown (Unofficial) | Limited Edition | FOG 023 | CD | |
Unknown | Moonfog Productions | FOG 023 | CD | Repress |
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Preparing for War
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 6th, 2000 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 83 / 610832 / CDVILE83 | CD | |
November 6th, 2000 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE 83 / CDVILE83 / 610832 / 085-138912 | CD | Digipak |
2004 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED 83 | CD | Reissue, Digipak |
2004 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED83 | CD | Reissue, Super jewel box |
July 24th, 2006
(titled "Preparing for War (Special Edition)") |
Peaceville Records | CDVILEB134 | 2CD + DVD | Special edition |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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01:14:47 |
Plaguewielder
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 10th, 2001 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 028 / FOG 028 | CD | Digipak |
September 10th, 2001 | Moonfog Productions | Fog 028 / FOG 028 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Gatefold |
2001 (Unofficial) | Limited Edition | FOG 028 | CD | |
2001 (Unofficial) | Mosh Records | Cassette | ||
2001 | Mystic Production | MYST 285 | Cassette | |
2003 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA 001 | CD | |
2003 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 028 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Repress, Limited edition, Red translucent vinyl |
March 7th, 2006 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 6028 | CD | Reissue |
2008 | Irond Records | IROND CD 08-1446 | CD | Reissue |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV193LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
2012 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 924 | CD | |
April 2012 | Peaceville Records | VILELP387 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
April 16th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | CDVILE0338X | 2CD | Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED749 | CD | Reissue |
October 13th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Hate Them
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 17th, 2003 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 032 | CD | |
March 17th, 2003 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 032 | Cassette | |
March 17th, 2003 | Moonfog Productions | FOGLP 032 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
2003 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA 005 | CD | |
2003 | The End Records | TE034 | CD | |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV194LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue |
October 8th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED401x | 2CD | Reissue |
October 8th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | VILELP401 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED726 | CD | Reissue |
October 13th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Sardonic Wrath
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 6th, 2004 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 034 | CD | |
2004 | Art Music Group | AMG 203L | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
2004 | Art Music Group | AMG 203 | CD | |
2004 | Moonfog Productions | FOGLP 034 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Gatefold |
2004 | The End Records | TE049 | CD | |
2005 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 153 | CD | |
July 6th, 2005 | Black Metal Attack Records | BMA019 | CD | Reissue |
2007 | Moonfog Productions | FOG 034 | CD | Repress |
2010 | Back on Black | BOBV195LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Coloured, Reissue |
2014 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEDX390 | 2CD | Reissue, Slipcase |
June 9th, 2014 | Peaceville Records | VILELP390 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED742 | CD | Reissue |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
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2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
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34:23 |
Under beskyttelse av mørke
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 2nd, 2005 | Disign Warks | W.N(B)M.C-666 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
August 2nd, 2005 | Disign Warks | W.N(B)M.C-666 | CD | Limited edition, Japan |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Makoto Nii | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of easter lands are raped and raped again When the whore of babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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2. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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3. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
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14:31 |
Too Old Too Cold
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 23rd, 2006 | Peaceville Records | CDVILES145 | CD | Digipak |
2006 | Peaceville Records | VILELP145 | 12" vinyl | White vinyl |
September 15th, 2014 | Peaceville Records | VILELP543 | 12" vinyl | Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Grutle Kjellson | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Eric Syre | Cover art, Artwork |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Artwork |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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2. | High on Cold War | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester På de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering The negative way of evil The failure of humanism Paving your way to misery I laugh as you run astray The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering |
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3. | Love in a Void (Siouxsie and the Banshees cover) | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes... must be the potion Spots on my eyes... must be the lotion Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Too many bigots for my liking Too many critics... too few writing Rabid dogs that just ain’t biting Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Jaded reputation on which you’re staking Lots of money for the making For all the stars they’re just faking Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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13:04 |
The Cult Is Alive
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 27th, 2006 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF132 / CDVILEF132 | CD | Slipcase |
February 27th, 2006 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF132X | CD | Limited edition, Enhanced, Clam box |
February 27th, 2006 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF132 / CDVILEF132 | CD | Super jewel box |
2006 | Soyuz Music | CDVILEF132 / CDVILEF132 | CD | |
February 13th, 2006 | Peaceville Records | VILELP132 | 12" vinyl | Grey vinyl |
January 2007
(titled "The Cult Is Alive / Too Old Too Cold EP") |
Black Metal Attack Records | BMA031 | CD | Slipcase |
2013 | Peaceville Records | VILELP132 | 12" vinyl | Repress |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED132 | CD | Slipcase |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
Forebyggende krig
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (backing) (track 2) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 2) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (backing) (track 2) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (backing) (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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2. | Bad Attitude (Testors cover) | 01:42 | Show lyrics |
I try to keep a good attitude, Each and every day, But you’re talking business, When I want to play. You’re always in my way, You’re always in my way. Sometimes I look at you, I wonder if you’re alive, Are you cybernetic? Or are you a jive? You’re always in my way, You’re always in my way. You’re giving me a bad attitude, Every time I think of you baby. It’s just not fair, When you drool on me, Then you bite my shoulder, Like you’re out to feed. You’re always in my way, Bad bad attitude. |
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05:23 |
NWOBHM (New Wave of Black Heavy Metal)
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 10th, 2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILES178 / CDVILES178 | CD | Digipak |
September 10th, 2007 | Peaceville Records | VILELP178 / VILELP178 | 7" vinyl |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Niten | Cover art, Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Design |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Design |
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1. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... |
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3. | Hedninger fra Helvete | 05:12 | |
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4. | Bad Attitude (Testors cover) | 01:47 | Show lyrics |
I try to keep a good attitude, Each and every day, But you’re talking business, When I want to play, You’re always in my way, You’re always in my way, Sometimes I look at you, I wonder if you’re alive, Are you cybernetic? Or are you a jive? You’re always in my way You’re always in my way You’re giving me a bad attitude, Every time I think of you baby, It’s just not fair when you drool on me, Then you bite my shoulder, Like you’re out to feed, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way.. |
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15:44 |
F.O.A.D.
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 24th, 2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF168 | CD | Super jewel box |
September 24th, 2007 | Peaceville Records | VILELP168 / VILELP168 | 12" vinyl | |
September 24th, 2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF168X / CDVILEF168X | CD | Limited edition, Clam box |
2007 | Moon Records | MR 2637-2 / CDVILEF168 / CDVILEF168 | CD | |
2007 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF168 / CDVILE168 / CDVILEF168 / CDVILE168 | CD | Japan |
December 6th, 2007 | Soyuz Music | CDVILEF168 / CDVILEF168 | CD | |
2009 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED261 | CD | Reissue |
November 17th, 2014 | Peaceville Records | 12" vinyl | Reissue | |
2015 | Peaceville Records | VILELP168 | 12" vinyl | Reissue, Repress |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
Frostland Tapes
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 23rd, 2008 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEB243 / CDVILEB243 | 3CD | Digibook |
2011 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED341X | 2CD | Reissue |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Nocturno Culto | Liner notes |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
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1. | Land of Frost | 04:06 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:57 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:41 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:32 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:39 | |
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6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension | 00:45 | instrumental |
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7. | Snowfall | 09:05 | instrumental |
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8. | Eon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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9. | Thulcandra | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Dispair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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10. | Archipelago | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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11. | Soria Moria | 03:43 | |
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Disc 2 | |||
1. | The Watchtower | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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2. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:10 | instrumental |
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3. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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4. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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5. | Cromlech | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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6. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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7. | Soulside Journey | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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8. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:27 | instrumental |
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9. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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10. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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11. | Neptune Towers | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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1. | Rex | 04:10 | instrumental |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:49 | instrumental |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:40 | instrumental |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:20 | instrumental |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 05:03 | instrumental |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:33 | instrumental |
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7. | Black Daimon | 02:15 | instrumental |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:54 | instrumental |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:38 | instrumental |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:08 | instrumental |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:56 | instrumental |
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12. | Fenriz Drum Solo | 02:35 | instrumental |
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46:01 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 20th, 2008 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF237 | CD | Super jewel box |
October 20th, 2008 | Peaceville Records | VILELP237 | 12" vinyl | |
October 20th, 2008 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF237X | CD | Limited edition, Enhanced, Super jewel case |
October 25th, 2008 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF237 / CDVILEF-237-OBI | CD | Japan |
2009 | Moon Records | MR 3531-2 | CD | |
2009 | Soyuz Music | CDVILEF237 | CD | |
2015 | Peaceville Records | VILELP237 | 12" vinyl | Repress |
January 13th, 2017 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED648 | CD | Reissue |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Circle the Wagons
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 5th, 2010 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF276 | CD | Cardboard Slipcase |
April 5th, 2010 | Peaceville Records | VILELP276 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
April 5th, 2010 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF276X | CD | Limited edition, Enhanced, Digipak, Slipcase |
2010 | Moon Records | CDVILEF276 | CD | |
2010 | Scarecrow Records | SR0568 | CD | Mispress |
2010 | Soyuz Music | CDVILEF276 | CD | |
October 2013 | Peaceville Records | VILELP276 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Reissue, Repress |
2015 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED564 | CD | Digipak |
2015 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED564 | CD | Reissue |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Maser’n | Photography |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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Sempiternal Past - The Darkthrone Demos
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 2011 | Peaceville Records | VILELP354 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
February 20th, 2012 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED373H | CD | Slipcase |
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Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
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1. | Land of Frost | 03:54 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:53 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:33 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:23 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:22 | |
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Side B | |||
6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension | 00:47 | instrumental |
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7. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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8. | Eon | 03:50 | instrumental |
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9. | Thulcandra | 05:54 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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Disc 2 | |||
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1. | Archipelago | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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2. | The Watchtower (live) | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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3. | Accumulation of Generalization (live) | 03:09 | instrumental |
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4. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality (live) | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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5. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (video version) | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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6. | Soria Moria Slott (live) | 03:43 | |
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7. | Eon (live) / Thulcandra (live) | 04:53 | |
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8. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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32:57 |
Introducing Darkthrone
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Darkwave Art | Layout, Design |
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1. | Cromlech | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Green Cave Float | 04:03 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it |
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3. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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4. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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5. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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6. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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7. | Blackwinged | 04:26 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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8. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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9. | Command | 07:58 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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1. | Rust | 06:44 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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3. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:01 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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4. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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5. | Canadian Metal | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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6. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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7. | Witch Ghetto | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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8. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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9. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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36:17 |
Leave No Cross Unturned (Edit)
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Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars, Bass |
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1. | Leave No Cross Unturned (Edit) | 06:53 | |
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06:53 |
The Underground Resistance
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 25th, 2013 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF425 | CD | |
February 25th, 2013 | Peaceville Records | VILELP425 | 12" vinyl | |
February 25th, 2013 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF425 | CD | Limited edition, Digibook |
2013 | Icarus Music | ICARUS 1075 | CD | |
2014 | Mutilation Productions | MUTP133 | CD | Limited edition |
January 13th, 2017 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED649 | CD | Reissue |
October 14th, 2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
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Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Recording, Mixing |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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Black Death and Beyond
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 12th, 2014 | Peaceville Records | EBVILE004 | 3 12" vinyls | Limited edition, Colored vinyl, Signed |
September 18th, 2015 | Peaceville Records | EBVILE005 | 3CD | Earbook |
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Gylve Fenris Nagell | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars (lead) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
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Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
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1. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:46 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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2. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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3. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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6. | The Claws of Time | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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7. | Fucked Up & Ready to Die | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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8. | Hate is the Law | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | The Cult of Goliath | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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Disc 2 - Death | |||
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1. | Snowfall | 08:58 | instrumental |
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2. | Sunrise Over Locus Mortis | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Neptune Towers | 03:10 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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5. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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6. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (NRK version) | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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7. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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8. | In his Lovely Kingdom | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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9. | Black Daimon | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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10. | Paragon Belial | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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43:29 | |||
Disc 3 - Beyond | |||
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1. | Graveyard Slut | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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2. | Forebyggende krig | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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3. | These Shores are Damned | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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4. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:17 | |
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5. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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Side B | |||
6. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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7. | Grizzly Trade | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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8. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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9. | Stylized Corpse | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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10. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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45:08 |
Tundra Leech
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Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (additional) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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05:02 |
Arctic Thunder
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 14th, 2016 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF568 | CD | |
October 14th, 2016 | Peaceville Records | Digital | iTunes | |
October 14th, 2016 | Peaceville Records | VILELP568 | 12" vinyl | |
October 14th, 2016 | Peaceville Records | VILELP568 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors |
October 14th, 2016 | Soyuz Music | CDVILEF568 / CDVILEF568 | CD | Digipak |
December 6th, 2016 | Mutilation Productions | MUTP190 / VLH027 / RBR5040 | CD | Limited edition |
April 22nd, 2017 | Peaceville Records | VILELP666 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc, Reissue, RSD |
2018 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED738 | CD | Reissue |
2020 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED738 | CD | Reissue |
2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
The Wind of 666 Black Hearts
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 25th, 2016 | Peaceville Records | VILELP626 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
October 6th, 2017 | Peaceville Records | CDVILED626 | CD |
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass (tracks 6-10), Guitars (tracks 1-5) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass (tracks 1-5) |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Matt Vickerstaff | Design, Layout |
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Disc 1 - Rehearsals 1991 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:55 | instrumental |
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2. | Kathaarian Life Code | 09:11 | instrumental |
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3. | The Pagan Winter | 05:21 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:36 | instrumental |
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5. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:45 | instrumental |
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33:48 | |||
Disc 2 - Rehearsals 1992 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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2. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
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Side B | |||
3. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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4. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 04:25 | instrumental |
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5. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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24:21 |
Burial Bliss / Visual Aggression
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz Nagell | Drums (track 1), Vocals, Guitars (track 2) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars (track 1), Drums (track 2) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass (track 2) |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Burial Bliss (Raw Master Version) | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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Side B | |||
2. | Visual Aggression (Celtic Frost cover) | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
Thousand decades in vain (Again) they strive for final completion Forgotten are the past sins And the perfect creation calls What will the wind bring these days? The smell of self-deception? Masses of dullness, a spiral cage As they ride on visual aggression Once, I slept in confidence Sounds like I’ve been a fool Now, as my will is invisible (They shall) face the evoked curse alone... What will the wind bring these days? The smell of self-deception? Masses of dullness, a spiral cage As they ride on visual aggression Just fool yourself - a world of ignorance Will tear the walls - of dreams apart Vast signals - memories in black Sense is beyond - distorted any balance Flood of tears - you’ll have to drink As the grail - is lying on the floor Don’t ask for another messiah No martyr will save the stupid (again) Is truth what you believe? A prophet’s tears will dry... What will the wind bring these days? The smell of self-deception? Masses of dullness, a spiral cage As they ride on visual aggression The watcher’s eyes are closed As the dust covers the madmen again There’ll be a new king And I was born to encounter him... What will the wind bring these days? The smell of self-deception? Masses of dullness, a spiral cage As they ride on visual aggression |
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08:24 |
The Hardship of the Scots
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Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (additional) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
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1. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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07:35 |
Duke of Gloat
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Fenriz | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
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1. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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06:49 |
Old Star
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | CDVILEF785 | CD | Slipcase |
May 31st, 2019 | Hellion Records | HEL 1313 | CD | Slipcase |
May 31st, 2019 | Metal Star | STAR05CD / FO1473CD | CD | Limited edition |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | EBVILE020 | 3 7" vinyls | Limited edition, Box set |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILEMC785 | Cassette | Limited edition |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP785 | 12" vinyl | |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP821 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Green vinyl |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP807 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Purple vinyl |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | Digital | ||
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP827 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Gold vinyl |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP836 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Orange vinyl |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP840 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, White vinyl |
May 31st, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP831 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Red vinyl |
November 29th, 2019 | Peaceville Records | VILELP814 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Picture disc |
2020 | Peaceville Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Land of Frost
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Gylve | Drums, Vocals |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Anders | Guitars (tracks 2-3, 5) |
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1. | Land of Frost | 03:57 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:53 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:32 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:26 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:23 | |
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19:11 |
Land of Frost
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Band members | |
Gylve | Drums, Vocals |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Anders | Guitars (tracks 2-3, 5) |
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1. | Land of Frost | 03:57 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:53 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:32 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:26 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:23 | |
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19:11 |
Cromlech
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Band members | |
Gylve | Drums |
Ted | Vocals (lead), Guitars |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
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Elin Johansen | Typography |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | The Watchtower | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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2. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Sempiternal Past / Presence Wiew Sepulchrality | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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11:25 |
Cromlech
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve | Drums |
Ted | Vocals (lead), Guitars |
Ivar | Guitars |
Dag | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Johansen | Typography |
Tracks | |||
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Single-sided | |||
1. | The Watchtower | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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2. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:04 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Sempiternal Past / Presence Wiew Sepulchrality | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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4. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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14:53 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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37:30 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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37:30 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Neutralization | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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Side B | |||
6. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
7. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
8. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
9. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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10. | Nor the Silent (Whispers) | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
The open road, Like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there... Top of the white trees Would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:13 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Neutralization | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:10 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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5. | Sempiternal Sepulchralith | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair The one I’ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot - A past that is now lost... |
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6. | For the Silent Whispers | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
The open road, Like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there... Top of the white trees Would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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8. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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9. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | You | 03:39 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:16 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
|||
2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
|||
4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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Side B | |||
6. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
7. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
8. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
9. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
10. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
|||
2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
|||
3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
|||
4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
|||
2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
|||
3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
|||
4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the Virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the Thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of Blind Believers. |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
|||
2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
|||
3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
|||
4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
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5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
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41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the Virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the Thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of Blind Believers. |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
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12. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our Wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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13. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thougths And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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14. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease The minds of the fantasy kings (of my homeland) On a ship of curiosity I sail ((oh) what treasure can be found here!) And why must eyes face this Unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And Brought alive By hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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15. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice The chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes To receive the infernal hails From my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary Where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song As the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now For I am nearly there This night of late October The darkside opens it’s gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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16. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger the mountain so cold Cold cold soul cold Your hands are cruel careful... pale ... To haunt, to haunt forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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17. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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18. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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19. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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01:18:51 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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5. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
6. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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8. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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9. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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34:16 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
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5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
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41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:17 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:32 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:43 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:47 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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Side B | |||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary Disc with Fenriz | 41:46 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:46 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
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7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
41:07 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
|||
2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
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11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Cromlech (with commentary) | 04:10 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Sunrise Over Locus Mortis (with commentary) | 03:30 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Soulside Journey (with commentary) | 04:36 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Accumulation of Generalization (with commentary) | 03:17 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Neptune Towers (with commentary) | 03:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality (with commentary) | 03:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
18. | Grave with a View (with commentary) | 03:27 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
19. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (with commentary) | 04:00 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
20. | Nor the Silent Whispers (with commentary) | 03:17 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
21. | The Watchtower (with commentary) | 04:57 | |
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22. | Eon (with commentary) | 03:38 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:22:44 |
Soulside Journey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Ted Skjellum | Guitars (lead), Vocals |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Hank Amarillo | Drums, Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Duncan Fegredo | Cover art |
Tomas Skogsberg | Producer |
Gylve Nagell | Photography, Design, Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
|||
4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Neptune Towers | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Sempiternal Sepulcharality | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell and those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair, the one I’ve known through all these years The songs I never forgot A past that is now lost Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim |
|||
7. | Grave with a View | 03:25 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
|||
8. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
|||
9. | For the Silent Whispers | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
|||
10. | The Watchtower | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side |
|||
11. | Eon | 03:37 | instrumental |
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41:07 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Tompa | Logo |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
|||
2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
|||
3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
|||
5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
|||
6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
|||
2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
|||
3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
|||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
|||
5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
|||
6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
|||
42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
|||
2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
|||
3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
|||
5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
|||
6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
|||
42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadom of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | A Blase in the Northern | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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Side B | |||
4. | Paragon Brlial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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5. | Mhere Gold Minds Blom | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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6. | The Pagan Minter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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7. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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8. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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9. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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10. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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11. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes I spit in the mouth of the priest - Revenge for those who died So what if I am fuckin’ insane I’ll fucking kill you anyway! My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view... |
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12. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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13. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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01:19:06 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
|||
2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
|||
3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
|||
5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
|||
6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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7. | Multimedia Enhanced Interview (video) | ||
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42:05 | |||
Disc 2 - Commentary disc by Fenriz | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Darkthrone: The Interview - Chapter 2 (video) | 13:49 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13:49 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
|||
2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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7. | Kathaarian Life Code (with commentary) | 10:38 | |
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8. | In the Shadow of the Horns (with commentary) | 07:01 | |
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9. | Paragon Belial (with commentary) | 05:25 | |
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10. | Where Cold Winds Blow (with commentary) | 07:26 | |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky (with commentary) | 04:57 | |
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12. | The Pagan Winter (with commentary) | 06:32 | |
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A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead), Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken lines, intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tompa | Logo |
Tassilo | Logo |
Gylve | Logo |
Erik Avnskog | Engineering |
Zephyrous | Cover model |
Dave Pybus | Layout |
Nimbus | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:39 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Paragon Belial | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Where cold winds blow I (was) laid to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herds But asketh thou: Closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons And teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the Armageddish whore (but) without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave |
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5. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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6. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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42:05 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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Side B | |||
6. | To Walk the Internal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers fabn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
|||
8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
|||
8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
|||
40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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Side B | |||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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Side B | |||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Aaatassja in Gternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocasust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Gretnal Shagows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | Under I Junjneral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
Side B | |||
6. | Go Malk the Internal Jields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers fabn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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8. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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10. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:24 | |
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11. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | |
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12. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | |
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13. | Beholding the Throne of the Might | 06:06 | |
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14. | Quintessence | 07:38 | |
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15. | Sno og granskog (Utferd) | 04:08 | |
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01:19:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:45 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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9. | Darkthrone: The Interview - Chapter 3 (video) | ||
(loading lyrics...) | |||
40:45 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
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6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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9. | Darkthrone: The Interview - Chapter 3 (video) | ||
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40:41 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary disc with Fenriz | ||
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Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
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4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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40:41 |
Under a Funeral Moon
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3) |
Zephyrous | Guitars, Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Percussion, Songwriting (tracks 2, 5-6, 8), Lyrics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Vidar | Engineering |
Nocturno Culto | Cover model |
Mayking | Mastering |
TS | Artwork (uncredited, "Taakeferd") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
|||
2. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
|||
3. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am him while I feast upon your flesh Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning, - And my soul is descending... Lover of all - Face the apocalypse You fade away under the black rain And flowers remain Flowers to step on, flowers to burn I am ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To steel my soul away To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak... But there’s fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lovely kingdom |
|||
4. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
|||
5. | To Walk the Infernal Fields | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
From the abode of demons A wing of the Pentagram Comes the juice that painted My heart and my soul Swept in black they are Swept in black I am From this soul come the eyes That will look upon your ten Beautiful heads with delight My heart is the one That will tend to your flames And make them mine We share this spirit My heart is yours... I am your disciple And therefore my own Your weapon I will be With the demons that possess me We’ll ride the seven sins of death That takes me to katharsis The sign of your horns Is my dearest vision They impale all holy and weak You watch me face the mirror And see desecration With my art I am the fist In the face of god |
|||
6. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
|||
7. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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8. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 06:13 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep (with commentary) | 03:31 | |
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10. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust (with commentary) | 05:23 | |
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11. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows (with commentary) | 03:40 | |
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12. | Unholy Black Metal (with commentary) | 03:30 | |
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13. | To Walk the Infernal Fields (with commentary) | 07:52 | |
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14. | Under a Funeral Moon (with commentary) | 05:06 | |
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16. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames (with commentary) | 06:14 | |
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Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Fenriz | Cover model |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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9. | Earths Last Picture | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (Sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (Sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (Sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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10. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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11. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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12. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
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13. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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14. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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15. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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16. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of Tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - Armageddon has been achieved |
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Transilvanian Hunger
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Original line-up | |
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger (With Commentary) | 06:11 | |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner (With Commentary) | 02:30 | |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol (With Commentary) | 04:28 | |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne (With Commentary) | 04:45 | |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler (With Commentary) | 05:00 | |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød (With Commentary) | 05:13 | |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys (With Commentary) | 05:55 | |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen (With Commentary) | 05:21 | |
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39:23 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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Side B | |||
5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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39:04 |
Transilvanian Hunger
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals |
Fenriz | Drums, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1-4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Cover model |
Nimbus | Mastering (Europe) |
Mayking | Mastering (UK) |
Tania Stene | Artwork (uncredited, "Ferdasyn") |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (tracks 5-8) |
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Over fjell og gjennom torner | 02:29 | Show lyrics |
Over fjell og gjennom Torner Gjennom den Onde dunkle Skog Dø som en Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre Skjaer i kjøtt, Nåler dype i huden ned Ravners nebb i Blod vi fratse Efter Slaget har holdt sted Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp Økser plantet, Sjeler led Kolde Sverd som huden apner Hår som lukter friskt av blod Den Norrøne Rase må Slakte den andre Nar blåmenn dunker for tungt pa var dør |
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3. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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4. | Slottet i det fjerne | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Og dets lystige, skralende fest Par som danser, par som ler Par som svømmer i uaktsom Synd Og under den sol som dom (de) sorte tilber Feirer de nyar med festing og tull En skammelig Synd som Guder anser Som andelig makkverk fra de Svakes hull Og hullene er graver Som bare er for dem Med andelige nåler Som for alltid... Vil pine alle lem Kan du øyne Slottet i det fjerne Fra din mørke, Grimme hule Sa kan du hate i tusen ar - Fryde deg over den smerten de får |
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5. | Graven tåkeheimens saler | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Nåberg reiste seg, naer ved Mannaheimens garder Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var der byllepestens plager Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjore morgendagen bedre Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste Svik og løgn har fatt sin plass, i Midgard jotnenes palass En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus Han ferdedes blandt folk, han trakket tyredd der blandt mus Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt Han var enøyd, høy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt Ensom mann han vandret, over bivrost en kald morgen Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufødt tragisk himmel for de vandret nor og ned, for de råtnet i Hels fred |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys | 05:56 | Show lyrics |
Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme Yehova and to build the temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high Devastation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy He Who burned the face of god with the eye of Our Master |
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8. | En ås i dype skogen | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
En Grind stod åpen, en rytter viste seg En Kald Tåke hadde lagt seg over marken Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg Stillhet senket seg, da følget stoppet opp De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram For Steinen var en tanke fylt av Kraft Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret Var en stein som rørte seg og ble til liv Ni armerte menn, på ni grå stolte hester Bar en fane hvorpå Øyet viste seg Ihver en natt er et nytt mørke Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate For Stolt red jeg jo dengang Ut av den dype skogen |
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9. | Transilvanian Hunger (With Commentary) | 06:11 | |
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10. | Over fjell og gjennom torner (With Commentary) | 02:30 | |
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11. | Skald av Satans sol (With Commentary) | 04:28 | |
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12. | Slottet i det fjerne (With Commentary) | 04:45 | |
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13. | Graven tåkeheimens saler (With Commentary) | 05:00 | |
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14. | I en hall med flesk og mjød (With Commentary) | 05:13 | |
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15. | As Flittermice as Satans Spys (With Commentary) | 05:55 | |
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16. | En ås i dype skogen (With Commentary) | 05:21 | |
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Panzerfaust
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Nofagem | Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
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Original line-up | |
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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Side B | |||
5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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3. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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Side B | |||
4. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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5. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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6. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Trtinnphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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Side B | |||
5. | Brholding the Throne of Alight | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Sno og grankog (Utferg) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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Side B | |||
5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary by Fenriz | ||
(loading lyrics...) |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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Side B | |||
5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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39:03 |
Panzerfaust
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals (lead) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (spoken), Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Lyrics (tracks 1-5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Design |
Mary-Ann Manninen | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nofagem | Design |
Greifi Grishnackh | Lyrics (track 6) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | En vind av sorg | 06:21 | Show lyrics |
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost på en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne Tider Et Hav av Tid har gått siden Den gang Norrøners tro og skikk... Til Skogen hjem en Kom og trakk luften inn Her lukter det Kristen manns blod - igler på Våre Hjerter |
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2. | Triumphant Gleam | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Bearer of sword Stands beyond (the) triumphant As eternal night falls On the planet of (almost full) void Weaves war with a gesture of might Fallen are the souls Blinded by the warrior dreams Finds the star invisible To most of the regular men and slaves And the master serves him Leaves then for the last time Finally his castle Monument of misanthropy and wrath Hate Loyal friend of his sober hours Treads on while the faith whips sharp Mental pain makes his eyes gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and frozen winds Now can leave the planet |
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3. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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4. | Hans siste vinter | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
(Most likely a very inaccurate interpretation - no official lyric sheet exists) En mann dro for å lage ild Om hjertet brant, hans sjel var vill I et slag hvor Far var glemt Det ble hans lange, kalde, siste vinter En kriger stor med kovnet sinn I tåkedal han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble hans siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøde feirer nå De tror at Odin vil forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans første ærefulle seier |
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5. | Beholding the Throne of Might | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
When hell calls your name There’s no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer (* this word is censored in the booklet) |
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6. | Quintessence | 07:38 | Show lyrics |
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear) Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself) Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home (and I only got wet on my feet) No single book were behelden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of satan |
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7. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Tale om heimsleg Snø og granskog er heimsleg Frå fyrste stund er det vårt Før nokon har fortalt det, at det er snø og granskog Har det plass i oss, Og sidan er det der, heile, heile tida Meterdjup fonn kring mørke tre, Det er for oss Innblanda i vår eigen ande, Heile, heile tida. Om ingen ser det, har vi snø og granskog med Ja, lia med snø, og tre ved tre så langt ein ser Kvar vi er, vender vi oss imot det Og har i oss ein lovnad om å koma heim Koma heim, gå borti der Bøyge greiner, og kjenne så det fær i ein kva det er å vara der ein høyrer til. Heile, heile tida Til det er slåkt i våre innlandshjarte |
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8. | En vind av sorg (Commentary) | 06:22 | |
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9. | Triumphant Gleam (Commentary) | 04:25 | |
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10. | The Hordes of Nebulah (Commentary) | 05:32 | |
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11. | Hans siste vinter (Commentary) | 04:50 | |
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12. | Beholding the Throne of Might (Commentary) | 06:05 | |
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13. | Quintessence (Commentary) | 07:38 | |
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14. | Snø og granskog (Utferd) (Commentary) | 04:09 | |
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01:18:04 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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Side B | |||
6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Spepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
|||
4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
|||
5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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Side B | |||
6. | In His Lovely King Dom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimond | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daemon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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11. | Cromlech | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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12. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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13. | Soulside Journey | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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14. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:48 | instrumental |
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15. | Sempiternal Past / Prescence View Sepulchrality | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I’ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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16. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:36 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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17. | Neptune Towers | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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18. | Dismissal | 00:34 | |
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19. | Archipielago | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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20. | Kathaarian Life Code (live in Norway ’93) | 08:59 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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01:22:11 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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Side B | |||
6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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Side B | |||
6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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Side B | |||
6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
|||
4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky (1991) | 04:55 | instrumental |
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42:45 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Tracks the same as Disc 1 (minus track 11) but with commentary by Fenriz & Nocturno | 37:50 | |
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37:50 |
Goatlord
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
|||
3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
|||
4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
|||
5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
|||
8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky (1991) | 04:55 | instrumental |
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Goatlord
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals |
Nocturno Culto | Guitars (lead) |
Zephyrous | Guitars (rhythm) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Satyr | Vocals (backing) (tracks 1, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
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1. | Rex | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost - I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf... In the darkest scene - Phantasm sweep my role I am Lucifer... ...I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines But I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
"The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast COME TO ME Possess me as I burn Into your painted realms" Come the raging chaos Rule power from your soul Pure! Demoniac! Blessing! -As I kill myself in woe As I kill myself in woe Souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged and vanished By our Dark Satanic Blasphemy!!! |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
I stand alone In a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer From eternal sparks So shut, shut the lids and dream... So I, I, can see the trident CLEARER... THAN EVER, NOW! ...and in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for hell... and I am Free... FREE And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am Free... |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night [The mumbling vocal section at the end is not reprinted in the booklet] |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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7. | Black Daimon | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
Now Now that I’ve told you My black wings have gone But remember... ...when you smile... You forget the pain inside The feeling you all hate I’m there to bring it! In another world! Have you ever been true? Alas, but you know that I have You feel I have You’ll feel that I have Take me to the thornfields! |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:25 | |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it ------- NOTE: -All lines without square brackets are reprinted from the official lyric sheet included in the booklet of the 2011 version of Goatlord. -All lines within [...] are alternative lines reprinted from the equally official lyric sheet included in the Moonfog tribute release Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. -There are several differences between the two, and in some places the tribute album lyric sheet is more correct than the Goatlord lyric sheet. * and ** : "my direction" is what is printed in the Goatlord booklet, but Fenriz actually sings "my erection". Moonfog prints (and Dødheimsgard sings) "moderation" on the version on Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone. *** this line is censored as "jewel fairytales" on the Darkthrone Holy Darkthrone official tribute album lyric sheet. |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky (1991) | 04:55 | instrumental |
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12. | Rex (with Commentary) | 03:48 | |
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13. | Pure Demoniac Blessing (with Commentary) | 02:35 | |
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14. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn (with Commentary) | 04:23 | |
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15. | Sadomasochistic Rites (with Commentary) | 04:03 | |
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16. | As Desertshadows (with Commentary) | 04:42 | |
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17. | In His Lovely Kingdom (with Commentary) | 03:24 | |
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18. | Black Daimon (with Commentary) | 03:50 | |
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19. | Toward(s) the Thornfields (with Commentary) | 03:36 | |
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20. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin (with Commentary) | 03:25 | |
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21. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin (with Commentary) | 04:01 | |
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01:20:32 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A - Battle | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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Side B - Triumph | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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Side B | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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Side B | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Garth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Qather for Httak on the Pearly Qates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Najetic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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Side B | |||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuy | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Karvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
|||
2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
|||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
|||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
|||
2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
|||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
|||
7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
|||
8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
|||
35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
|||
2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
|||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
|||
Side B | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
|||
7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
|||
8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
|||
35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
|||
2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
|||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
|||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A - Battle | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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Side B - Triumph | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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9. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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39:29 | |||
Disc 2 - Total Death Featuring Commentary from Nocturno and Fenriz | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:13 | |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:01 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:42 | |
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35:48 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (Vinyl) | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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Side B | |||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 | |||
Disc 2 (CD) | |||
1. | ´Total Death´ with Fenriz and Nocturno Culto audio commentary | 35:57 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
35:57 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
|||
2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
|||
3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
|||
4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
|||
5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
|||
6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
|||
7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
|||
9. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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39:29 |
Total Death
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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9. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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39:30 |
Total Death
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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9. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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10. | Earth’s Last Picture (with Commentary) | 05:12 | |
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11. | Blackwinged (with Commentary) | 04:30 | |
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12. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates (with Commentary) | 04:52 | |
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13. | Black Victory of Death (with Commentary) | 04:01 | |
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14. | Majestic Desolate Eye (with Commentary) | 03:06 | |
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15. | Blasphemer (with Commentary) | 04:01 | |
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16. | Ravnajuv (with Commentary) | 04:20 | |
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17. | The Serpent’s Harvest (with Commentary) | 05:41 | |
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01:15:12 |
Total Death
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2-3, 5, 7) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Bass, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
P.A. Roald | Engineering |
Garm | Lyrics (track 1) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Ihsahn | Lyrics (track 4) |
Aggressor | Lyrics (track 6) |
Satyr | Lyrics (track 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Design |
Union of Lost Souls | Design |
Günther Pauler | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth’s Last Picture | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end... |
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2. | Blackwinged | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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3. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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4. | Black Victory of Death | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Fire Fire I greet Thee Give life to shadows grim So that they may writhe where you dwelt In life, now dead within Gaia! Once mother of all life Now raped by death To breed the brethren of black fire Destruction! In claw-controe Neverending bleakness In the sight of the undead Black desert of ashes Under a dark clouded sky Given shelter to flesheating flames Starved since creation Reign from skeleton thrones The realm of the beast Black victory of death No life in this funeral beast |
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5. | Majestic Desolate Eye | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
Desolate winter lifeless Landscape Halls of north frozen Eagles and ravens domain One-eyed master silently Awaits to strike at dawn Hordes will fight and come Forth from dark hidden places Ready to kill March to war, for the eternal Northern sky |
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6. | Blasphemer | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony to serve are the glorious those who triumph in a kingdom of eternity? ...a castle of sand whose roof has sheltered my I sense "the absence of triumph and lust abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies ...who flew away with my beauty A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence "To enter a kingdom of flesh - a ghastly worn shadow A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be I am as chosen as the weaver himself. |
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7. | Ravnajuv | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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8. | The Serpents Harvest | 05:43 | Show lyrics |
Feel the burning flame As the sun in the desert sand Sense the grief as the knives of torment Shreds your soul Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape Hordes from infernal wastelands united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner With common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison And from the vast towers of the underworld One could see shadows of them in dark Caves and endless halls Trample down bronze gate of tartaros Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices Greeting their arrival for the battle of the Ages is at hand and when the garish slave Of the seeds of life has turned into a Torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep Stare into the galactic fog - armageddon has been achieved |
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35:47 |
Crusade from the North
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1. | Darkthrone - Ravnajuv | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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2. | Storm - Oppi fjellet | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Eg høyrde vindsuset kalle meg Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Den tok meg vekk i fra folksom gard Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og om dykk ikkje har hørt det før Eg blir i Norgesland eg, til eg dør Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Her i vårt rike, her er vårt savn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Kring masse skoger vi slår vår favn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og er det nokon som ikkje ser Kvifor vi alltid til mor Noreg ber Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, berg og gråstein, det eter vi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Vi skjems av blåmenn, vi går i hi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og friske elva den er for oss Hvis du vil ha den, så må du slåss Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet En grusom død venter hver en mann Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Som ikke hyller vårt faderland Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, vi er norske og stolte av det De kristne kjøtere vil jo ikke se Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Nå har vi sagt det vi ville si Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet To norske brødre som alt vil gi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Skogtroll varsler en grusom død Der Fenris-ulven ulte samme lød Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Kan dere se han? Kan dere se han? Se den kristne kjøter’n! Deng ham opp! Deng ham opp! "Og om du noen gang lukter kristenmanns blod, oppi fjellet. Ja, hent øksa og... kutt dem ned!" Så! |
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3. | Storm - Oppunder skrent og villmark | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Og næste sommer med og det hele år, og det hele år Men engang vil du komme det vet jeg vist, det vet jeg vist For her har du landet og den du har kjær, og den du har kjær Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Før jeg igjen se det ganske land, det ganske land Der forfedre kjempet for retten til liv, for retten til liv Skal jeg får å se på de mektige fjell og ly og dal og skog og fjord [4x] Her vil jeg bo, her skal jeg leve Oppunder skrent og villmark Jeg skal atter se utover mektige fjell Og ly og dal og skog og fjord Her i vårt rike stor og høy "Ja, selv guder må dø, når alteret synker i støv og de som tror på dem er døde." [English translation:] [Beneath Precipice And (In The) Wilderness] Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring And next summer as well and the entire year, and the entire year But one day you’ll come, I know it for sure, I know it for sure For here you have the land and the one you love, and the one you love Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring Before I again get to see the entire land, the entire land Where the forefathers fought for the right to live, for the right to live. And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords. [4x] Here I want to dwell, here I shall live, Beneath precipice and (in the) wilderness I will again look upon the mighty mountains And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords Here in our realm great and lofty "Yes, even gods themselves must die, when the altar falls to dust and their believers are dead." |
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4. | Satyricon - Taakeslottet | 05:47 | |
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5. | Neptune Towers - To Cold Void Desolation (Excerpt) | 05:41 | |
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6. | Darkthrone - The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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7. | Satyricon - Born for Burning (Bathory cover) | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Haunting the cloudless black sky Braver at night Hidden as the lips of her cnt She is keeping out of sight Dark as her closed eyelids Her secret She comes to you with a serpent’s kiss She has the power to foresee She don’t fear the flames She smile at the fire Whisper the words of spell Without fear without fright BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN... She can’t feel the pain She gaze at the sky In the greedy flames She will burn tonight The beauty burning Like the moon at harvest Her seared flesh falling apart And feed the hungry flames Where the flame still bite her thigh She is not afraid to die She will burn again tonight (she will always burn) But her spirit shall survive... |
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8. | Wongraven - Tiden er en stenlagt grav (Excerpt) | 08:07 | instrumental |
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1. | Satyricon - The Night of the Triumphator | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years We await sodomy and destruction It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven) On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky (and we) sodomize the dirty whores of babylon... on christian ground On this night we torture the betrayers Night night holy night of the triumphator (rape the nuns, hang the priests, cut the throat of the crying christians) |
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2. | Isengard - Neslepaks | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Neslepaks Og på den åttende dagen slukte han alt vann Og på den niende dagen fordervet han all mat Og på den tiende dagen brant han jorden Neslepaks Neslepaks Neslepaks Og på den ellevte dagen slo han folk og dyr i hjel Og på den tolvte dagen kvalte han himmelriket Og på den trettende dagen skygget han for solen Neslepaks Så var der ingen dager mer Så var der ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Torneherren speiles i ødelagt liv Mens sorgengler regner fra oven Til kosmos’ endeløse tidsrom skjenkes vi Den siste død Skjenkes vi den siste død |
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3. | Storm - Noregsgard (Remix) | 06:11 | |
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4. | Satyricon - Dominions of Satyricon | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
From beyond come the storms Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes Nothingness turns to nothingness And my imagination fades like dustclouds over This deserted land feel to now satyricon Wonder how stormclouds rage And all you can feel is the cold winds of Funeral times, timeless they are He saw lived and died In these dreams of demons Wondering how he could open the gate to Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion And hate Above it all creations fall Living for the quest and the search Dying for the key, living for the domains Arise northern spirit and come forth under The might of the castle satyricon |
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5. | Darkthrone - Green Cave Float | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it |
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6. | Neptune Towers - Caravans to Empire Algol (Excerpt) | 06:31 | |
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7. | Storm - Mellom bakkar og berg | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Mellom bakkar og berg ut med havet Heve nordmannen fenge sin heim Der han sjølv heve tuftene grave Og sett sjølv sine hus oppå deim Han såg ut på dei steinute strender Det var ingen, som der hadde bygt Lat oss rydja og byggja oss grender Og so eiga me rudningen trygt Han såg ut på det bårute havet Det var ruskut å leggja utpå Men det leikade fisk ned i kavet Og den leiken den ville han sjå Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hey! Fram på vinteren stundom han tenkte Gjev eg var her til evig tid Og når nordljoset skinner frå oven Blir hans stålhjerte fylt med grusom savn! Framåt! |
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8. | Satyricon - Skyggedans | 03:54 | |
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44:02 |
Crusade from the North
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1. | Darkthrone - Ravnajuv | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land tallose de samler sine Ravnsort vinge Der akter de at radslage For tid at komme minnes pest ukristen tid Tidens begynnelse Tidens slutt de a vil forme Baerere av sorg Baerere av hat Baerere av forakt Baerere av ukristen tid |
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2. | Storm - Oppi fjellet | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Eg høyrde vindsuset kalle meg Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Den tok meg vekk i fra folksom gard Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og om dykk ikkje har hørt det før Eg blir i Norgesland eg, til eg dør Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Her i vårt rike, her er vårt savn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Kring masse skoger vi slår vår favn Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og er det nokon som ikkje ser Kvifor vi alltid til mor Noreg ber Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, berg og gråstein, det eter vi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Vi skjems av blåmenn, vi går i hi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Og friske elva den er for oss Hvis du vil ha den, så må du slåss Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet En grusom død venter hver en mann Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Som ikke hyller vårt faderland Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Ja, vi er norske og stolte av det De kristne kjøtere vil jo ikke se Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Nå har vi sagt det vi ville si Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet To norske brødre som alt vil gi Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Skogtroll varsler en grusom død Der Fenris-ulven ulte samme lød Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Oppi fjellet, oppi fjellet Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Kan dere se han? Kan dere se han? Se den kristne kjøter’n! Deng ham opp! Deng ham opp! "Og om du noen gang lukter kristenmanns blod, oppi fjellet. Ja, hent øksa og... kutt dem ned!" Så! |
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3. | Storm - Oppunder skrent og villmark | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Og næste sommer med og det hele år, og det hele år Men engang vil du komme det vet jeg vist, det vet jeg vist For her har du landet og den du har kjær, og den du har kjær Kanskje vil der gå både vinter og vår, både vinter og vår Før jeg igjen se det ganske land, det ganske land Der forfedre kjempet for retten til liv, for retten til liv Skal jeg får å se på de mektige fjell og ly og dal og skog og fjord [4x] Her vil jeg bo, her skal jeg leve Oppunder skrent og villmark Jeg skal atter se utover mektige fjell Og ly og dal og skog og fjord Her i vårt rike stor og høy "Ja, selv guder må dø, når alteret synker i støv og de som tror på dem er døde." [English translation:] [Beneath Precipice And (In The) Wilderness] Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring And next summer as well and the entire year, and the entire year But one day you’ll come, I know it for sure, I know it for sure For here you have the land and the one you love, and the one you love Maybe both winter and spring will pass, both winter and spring Before I again get to see the entire land, the entire land Where the forefathers fought for the right to live, for the right to live. And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords. [4x] Here I want to dwell, here I shall live, Beneath precipice and (in the) wilderness I will again look upon the mighty mountains And slopes and valleys and forests and fjords Here in our realm great and lofty "Yes, even gods themselves must die, when the altar falls to dust and their believers are dead." |
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4. | Satyricon - Taakeslottet | 05:47 | |
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5. | Neptune Towers - To Cold Void Desolation (Excerpt) | 05:41 | |
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6. | Darkthrone - The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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7. | Satyricon - Born for Burning (Bathory cover) | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Haunting the cloudless black sky Braver at night Hidden as the lips of her cnt She is keeping out of sight Dark as her closed eyelids Her secret She comes to you with a serpent’s kiss She has the power to foresee She don’t fear the flames She smile at the fire Whisper the words of spell Without fear without fright BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN FOR BURNING... BORN... She can’t feel the pain She gaze at the sky In the greedy flames She will burn tonight The beauty burning Like the moon at harvest Her seared flesh falling apart And feed the hungry flames Where the flame still bite her thigh She is not afraid to die She will burn again tonight (she will always burn) But her spirit shall survive... |
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8. | Wongraven - Tiden er en stenlagt grav (Excerpt) | 08:07 | instrumental |
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1. | Satyricon - The Night of the Triumphator | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years We await sodomy and destruction It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven) On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky (and we) sodomize the dirty whores of babylon... on christian ground On this night we torture the betrayers Night night holy night of the triumphator (rape the nuns, hang the priests, cut the throat of the crying christians) |
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2. | Isengard - Neslepaks | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Neslepaks Og på den åttende dagen slukte han alt vann Og på den niende dagen fordervet han all mat Og på den tiende dagen brant han jorden Neslepaks Neslepaks Neslepaks Og på den ellevte dagen slo han folk og dyr i hjel Og på den tolvte dagen kvalte han himmelriket Og på den trettende dagen skygget han for solen Neslepaks Så var der ingen dager mer Så var der ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Ingen dager mer Torneherren speiles i ødelagt liv Mens sorgengler regner fra oven Til kosmos’ endeløse tidsrom skjenkes vi Den siste død Skjenkes vi den siste død |
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3. | Storm - Noregsgard (Remix) | 06:11 | |
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4. | Satyricon - Dominions of Satyricon | 09:27 | Show lyrics |
From beyond come the storms Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes Nothingness turns to nothingness And my imagination fades like dustclouds over This deserted land feel to now satyricon Wonder how stormclouds rage And all you can feel is the cold winds of Funeral times, timeless they are He saw lived and died In these dreams of demons Wondering how he could open the gate to Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion And hate Above it all creations fall Living for the quest and the search Dying for the key, living for the domains Arise northern spirit and come forth under The might of the castle satyricon |
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5. | Darkthrone - Green Cave Float | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it |
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6. | Neptune Towers - Caravans to Empire Algol (Excerpt) | 06:31 | |
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7. | Storm - Mellom bakkar og berg | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Mellom bakkar og berg ut med havet Heve nordmannen fenge sin heim Der han sjølv heve tuftene grave Og sett sjølv sine hus oppå deim Han såg ut på dei steinute strender Det var ingen, som der hadde bygt Lat oss rydja og byggja oss grender Og so eiga me rudningen trygt Han såg ut på det bårute havet Det var ruskut å leggja utpå Men det leikade fisk ned i kavet Og den leiken den ville han sjå Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hill nordmannen! Hey! Fram på vinteren stundom han tenkte Gjev eg var her til evig tid Og når nordljoset skinner frå oven Blir hans stålhjerte fylt med grusom savn! Framåt! |
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8. | Satyricon - Skyggedans | 03:54 | |
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44:02 |
Ravishing Grimness
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beash | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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7. | Weakling Avenger | 07:56 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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8. | Raining Murder | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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9. | Sin Origin | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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10. | Command | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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11. | I, Voidhanger | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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12. | Wreak | 08:50 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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01:19:50 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary Disc by Fenriz & Nocturno | 37:40 | |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 (Vinyl) | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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Side B | |||
4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 | |||
Disc 2 (CD) | |||
1. | Commentary Disc by Fenriz & Nocturno | 37:40 | |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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7. | Lifeless (with commentary) | 05:41 | |
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8. | The Beast (with commentary) | 05:29 | |
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9. | The Claws of Time (with commentary) | 07:02 | |
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10. | Across the Vacuum (with commentary) | 07:14 | |
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11. | Ravishing Grimness (with commentary) | 07:26 | |
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12. | To the Death (Under the King) (with commentary | 04:45 | |
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01:15:17 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Ravishing Grimness
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturnal Cult | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Fenriz | Drums, Songwriting (track 2), Lyrics (tracks 1, 3-6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Bernt B. Ottem | Design |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Fog | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Aldrahn | Lyrics (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lifeless | 05:42 | Show lyrics |
Deprived of will Three feet in the grave Decaying soul Myself I shall kill Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred Portal of fear (with) Ornaments of sin Barren life Drained of blood, I’m near Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred (Awaiting grimly in the shadows... Utter totalitarian fortresses of voidmight In the water of life the circuits are breaking Eons of numb hopelessness lies ahead) Lifeless Deprived Lifeless In hatred |
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2. | The Beast | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Born without flesh Stand-still movement Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware... Mindflight fully digested Consequences beyond rational - Thought Aiming of the featherless For it is bound to existence Sources floating - shimmering - Events, that make the warrior Proud Black hole invulnerability Black flames gallantly dancing Threading human soil Sworn to intoxicate the - Planet Magnitude unveiled Profused tailored terror Forlorn hope Locked behind crumbled doors Impoverished life Desolated globe |
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3. | The Claws of Time | 07:03 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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4. | Across the Vacuum | 07:14 | Show lyrics |
Gurning victim - Insane on pain Bridges burnt - Future cremated Cursed by damnation - Mental shreddings Across the vacuum; - The churning souls Irrationally panzergrim fears Impending havoc nears Demons of lost years and seconds Behold the lord of sin, he beckons Eerie tornado - Of naked angst Contamination of sanity - Degenerating rewardsystem Certified possession - Inverted mind Nerves left splintered - Bare and torn Sick (crippled) fucked and forlorn Another disciple (is) born Silent feeble cries No one knows you die |
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5. | Ravishing Grimness | 07:26 | Show lyrics |
Impersonal whirling clinical hate Abrupt irritation morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding ravishing grimness Genes drenched in ferocious wrath Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me Ripping cruelty the only ability Black hole soul high on hostility Unearthly rush of misanthropy pure For this I’ll burn in hell for sure Chronic deviant mood reactions Vindictive instincts greeted with glee Completely born and built to loathe A dreary hell’s in store for me |
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6. | To the Death (Under the King) | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Another day Of misery ablaze Running screaming From insanity’s reign (It’s) A living nightmare Confused mind Carpetbombed and pierced By utter psychic havoc Pinehill salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death won’t set me free) Under the king Carnal life Hedonistic Turning into (the) animal Alien, unhuman Detached from RAOM Pinehll salvation To the death Sore trembling haven When (the) pain overwhelms (What if death can’t set me free) En skygge av det som engang var I’ve become an empty soulside shell From my solemn hill in sunset I throw myself to grim foreverhell |
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37:40 |
Preparing for War
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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01:14:47 |
Preparing for War
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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01:14:47 |
Preparing for War
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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01:14:47 |
Preparing for War
Tracks | |||
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:59 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:08 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:01 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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Preparing for War
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1. | Transilvanian Hunger | 06:00 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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2. | Snowfall | 09:05 | instrumental |
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3. | Archipelago | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduous future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Pagan Winter | 06:35 | Show lyrics |
Horned master of endless time Summon thy unholy disciples Trained for centuries to come. Gather on the highest mountain United by hatred; The final superjoint ritual... This, the pagan winter Kept for the obscure (ones) Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by (our) blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire |
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6. | Grave with a View | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in tears I sweep my teeth in yellow spit Rotting Christ before my eyes In the mouth of the priest Revenge for those who died So what if I am fucking insane? I’ll fucking kill you anyway My very heart blows out of my fucking chest And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall I hope they give me A grave with a view |
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7. | Eon / Thulcandra (live) | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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8. | Soria Moria (live) | 03:42 | |
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9. | Natassja in Eternal Sleep | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Alcohol is in my veins... Tears fall as I think of you The true memory you left me with Is a key to the wine of melancholy I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows As you burned on that stake they burnt My soul as well Your pure feelings, your flaming hate It was not enough Natassja, my beloved satanic witch The power in your eyes and yourself Worked for the noble in man Pass the bottle, pass the knife Pass me your unholy crafts I shall never forget you, the best Of all there is, I lick your cold lips I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe You never kissed the priest, you never Drank the blood of Jesus. Weird, they say Well, turn it upside down like you did And they Kill, KILL, and they take you away... Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign You live in me, like you moved in with my soul Your resurrection is the spirit of you Installed in me. So now, your thoughts And your pains are my wine; and Natassja I’ll get these goddam angels drunk... |
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10. | Cromlech | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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11. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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12. | Neptune Towers | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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14. | Skald av Satans sol | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
Tåken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller Her ute i Dyrets domene gjennomen dyster, Gusten Skog engler løper, engler flyr vekk fra min egen kirkegaard Jeg står under en kald vind. Taken letter fra englers flukt Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, Bleke lys og hyller Satans sol En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel En himmel av Daudinger Tortur og Hat Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne I den Kolde Mørke brønn av de Slue sorte Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE Taken tetner Mørket faller Ondskap slumrer Skogen Kaller |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix Cremate the soul of the virgin born Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away By the thunder listener’s Eyelash movements under their concentration to open the cosmic lid Crush not only our surrounding walls of curiosity But also the hordes of blind believers |
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Disc 2 (CD) | |||
1. | Eon | 03:50 | instrumental |
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2. | Thulcandra | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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3. | The Watchtower | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Enter to realm of Satan |
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5. | Sempiternal Sepulchrality | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees The breeze that blew my hair The one I’ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot - A past that is now lost.... |
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6. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:58 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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7. | Kathaarian Life Code | 09:10 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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8. | The Pagan Winter | 05:23 | instrumental |
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9. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:38 | instrumental |
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10. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:47 | instrumental |
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11. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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12. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Engulfed in frost I sailed our dreams Gloomy inner landscapes come to life I am the wolf in the darkest scene Phantasms sweep my role I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride Three steps for the white A journey for the black No flags for the ten lines (but) I’ll shoot you full of signs In other dimensions My visions grew black wings You wouldn’t know if I was him The dragon rises before me I’ll fornicate the beast Possess me as I burn Into your painted realm |
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13. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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Disc 3 (DVD) | |||
1. | Eon / Thulcandra | 04:31 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observing the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFANES! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philanthropic tendencies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMINATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALLY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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2. | Soria Moria | 03:31 | |
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3. | Cromlech | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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4. | Life | 04:17 | |
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5. | Soulside Journey | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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6. | Black Daimon | 03:53 | |
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7. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:48 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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8. | As Desertshadows | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
I must embrace visual hell To satisfy US "Satisfy us... satisfy us... - to satisfy us!" "Rape the whores in blasphemy I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh" Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... Playing... in the desert of my life Burning... and my soul is descending... Sending... Descending Glance into my eyes And see the darkest shadows dancing... ...dancing ...into the night |
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9. | Trident | 07:07 | |
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10. | Paragon Belial | 05:52 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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12. | Cromlech | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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13. | Life | 03:33 | |
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14. | Soulside Journey | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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15. | Black Daimon | 03:45 | |
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16. | Intro / Under a Funeral Moon | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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17. | Blackwinged | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
The urge...so strong To do the devil’s work. The flock of Jesus Christ I will rape your souls Till you see the devil clear Blackwinged Evil wings bring torture from the skies With a limb so huge, To serve you christian sluts Penetrate your pure cunts with might Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon? Its glowing for the black wings return Blackwinged We’ll burn your worthless bodies And send the fire and stench To heaven high, remind your worthless God, that our victory is complete Clean this earth of holy bitches Desecrate mother mary Blackwinged |
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18. | Transilvanian Hunger | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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Plaguewielder
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
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1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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Plaguewielder
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Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
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1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
5. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
6. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
|||
42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
|||
42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
Side B | |||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
|||
42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
|||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
|||
5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
|||
6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
|||
42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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Side B | |||
4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary Disc with Fenriz & Nocturno Culto | ||
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Plaguewielder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
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2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
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3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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42:50 |
Plaguewielder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (Spoken lines, Intro), Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Sverre Dæhli | Vocals (additional) (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fernander F. Flux | Cover art, Design |
Dag Stokke (R.I.P. 2011) | Engineering |
Seb A. Ludviksun | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Weakling Avenger | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
"It’s not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life" Weakling avenger On grains of drain Life Wielding ultimate death Bombastic necrohell Seeping in bitterly Masked beast temporarily Revealing sick fear Templates broken Membranes burst Sordid spilling wound Spineless locust embrace Infertile foggy renderings Failure Sucked into the sorrowhole Brutally avenging nothing |
|||
2. | Raining Murder | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Hung out to dry Liquid rites engulf Eaten alive Again and again It’s raining murder here And the caves are cold I curse the skies While the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness falls forever Too many words Fighting backwards Suicide, down the hatch This one’s for the dog fight |
|||
3. | Sin Origin | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
Forward into this battle That no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing while my world get trampled Life is just a shadow of death Absurd hopeless rivalry Ubertragic trinity The damned one, swan and sunray Sick engine; the piston hammers away... Unthankful future Stands frozen in the biting winter sun Crying as reality falls numb Entertaining Satan on a wet electric stage |
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4. | Command | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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5. | I, Voidhanger | 05:38 | Show lyrics |
Dreary bitter soulsets Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time Clenching onto the void Laming intense shivering terror Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world left behind (the) Beast hovering greedily Waiting (insanely) to do me in Struggling exhausted to the cold paramounts Sliding down the razorblade of life Evilution of the mind Severe plunging lightning Cracking, trembling, reeling The world leaves you blind |
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6. | Wreak | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Muscledistracting sicksphere Lacerate, damage, wreak Disintegrating lifeblood Colliding spikes, unlife Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in fucken fury Suicidal winning streak Decisions held by steel fists The frames constantly slipping With repent the Reaper reaps... Labyrinth contagious The world means nothing now Immer, always blasphemous Scepter raised in hazy bloodrush |
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7. | Weakling Avenger (With Commentary) | 07:55 | |
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8. | Raining Murder (With Commentary) | 05:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Sin Origin (With Commentary) | 06:44 | |
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10. | Command (With Commentary) | 08:01 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | I, Voidhanger (With Commentary) | 05:38 | |
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12. | Wreak (With Commentary) | 09:22 | |
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01:25:44 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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Side B | |||
5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
|||
6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
|||
7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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Side B | |||
5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
|||
6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
|||
7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
|||
38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
|||
2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
|||
4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
|||
5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
|||
6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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Side B | |||
5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 | |||
Disc 2 - With Audio Commentary from Fenriz and Nocturno Culto | |||
1. | Rust | 06:44 | |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:38 | |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:43 | |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:26 | |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:17 | |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:30 | |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:14 | |
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38:32 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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Side B | |||
5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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38:47 |
Hate Them
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronics (opening & ending) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering |
Tom Kvålsvoll | Mastering |
Martin Kvamme | Layout |
Eric Syre | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Rust | 06:45 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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2. | Det svartner nå | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
Trilingual babel bastards Hate at first sight Cryptic blame enhancer Onto greyer pastures Hail Hail onward Hail Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic wombs Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt Blazing azid Devoid truth Don’t drink the water, they are rating you Suicidal wrath on broken glass Onward hail Det svartner nå Lindringen slutter Lindringen avtar Lindringens endelikt... Agnostic results from Satanic wombs Satanic results from Agnostic womb |
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3. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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4. | Ytterst i livet | 05:25 | Show lyrics |
Ytterst i livet Geleider av fordervede faddere Klorer seg fast i horder av falske profeter Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse Omfavn økonokrist Relikvider hensikt I morgen, atter en renselse i fossefar av bitter erfaring Kynisk propaganda Over forkrøplede sinn Oppvigleri og forledelse Apati og fornedrelse |
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5. | Divided We Stand | 05:18 | Show lyrics |
Divided we stand Knucklescraping pain Unlocked and insecure To be all open wounds Down there I see you No no, further Feebly twinkling Stellar filth Redeemers wacked up like suicide I’m out of my cage No time for scars now (I’m being fed) Brigades of contempt Maximus Lord of Lies Curling up For (the) ironic residue Feebly twinkling Stellar filth How many hasn’t cursed the wall... How many hasn’t cursed the wall?! |
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6. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer | 05:31 | Show lyrics |
Striving for a piece of Lucifer Don’t you know it can never be digested? I’ve noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately And it really worries me sick Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die No sense of sublime estetics No clue about obscure origins So high on centerfold wisdom Some tombs will never be silent Let’s see who stands when the smoke clears Keep kicking that litter our way We ain’t about to throw the fight here We all shall die |
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7. | In Honour of Thy Name | 06:27 | Show lyrics |
Sinking deeper into the fabric Investing more in the movement Facing east Skin ’em alive Scar tissued shadows Grease factories for weapons Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king Join the dead (join the dead) Beautiful goat regime Venomous perils Do you feel safe? Tomorrow will never end!! Bathing your singed hair In rust Black Metal is the devil’s fuel Ram painted abattoirs Hail the new born king And join the fucken dead |
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8. | Rust (With Commentary) | 06:44 | |
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9. | Det svartner nå (With Commentary) | 05:38 | |
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10. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die (With Commentary) | 03:43 | |
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11. | Ytterst i livet (With Commentary) | 05:26 | |
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12. | Divided We Stand (With Commentary) | 05:17 | |
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13. | Striving for a Piece of Lucifer (With Commentary) | 05:30 | |
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14. | In Honour of Thy Name (With Commentary) | 06:14 | |
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01:17:19 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
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2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
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34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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Side B | |||
6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
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34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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Side B | |||
6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Commentary Disc with Fenriz & Nocturno Culto | ||
(loading lyrics...) |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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Side B | |||
6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
34:23 |
Sardonic Wrath
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
LRZ | Electronical intro |
Apollyon | Vocals (additional) (track 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Lars Klokkerhaug (R.I.P. 2009) | Engineering, Recording, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
L. Mariani | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Design |
Martin Kvamme | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Order of the Ominous | 02:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Blame unintentionalism Scared of pride Hate what you don’t understand (I am) laughing all the way to the grave It’s great to see... I’ve become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated Uninformed Ill Informed Comfortably dumb Easily formed Hail fuckin’ darkness |
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3. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv på stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Enkleste veien ut Sørgmodighetens evakuering Ubrukelige blodpenger Sjelens vrakpant UH! Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag på hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist |
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4. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
It would take a world of executioners To see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated priests What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven (when) All you take for granted is fake And all the angles are on the take Fear the silent majority When you hate, God can’t see you The sins you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell I’m straightening sharks in heaven What you don’t feel will hurt (you) in hell We’re straightening sharks in heaven |
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5. | Alle gegen alle | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Demented anemic minions Fuelled on crack propaganda It’s allright to love yourself If you hate yourself Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Iconize yourself Become a statue So easily crushed Watching the spoon glow Alle gegen alle Extract magic Inflict havoc Slay the dormant Stonesucking leech Sing along to the bombs ALLE GEGEN ALLE |
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6. | Man tenker sitt | 03:05 | Show lyrics |
Man tenker sitt... Når tro ranker Inkrøkt i seg selv Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avstemte skjebner Stoisme på flatmark- Bryt koden og kjenn (uhildet) smerte Gjennomsyret av vrangsinn (Dette) hamres inn i ondskapens kantstener Man tenker sitt Nag hammadi Man tenker sitt Avskrevne muligheter |
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7. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins We have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice (more damage than) Misinformed philantropers It’s those christian thieves Even the narrow path leads to Rome Sacrificing to the God of doubt Stray pulse My empty stare just might make you Want to think twice |
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8. | Hate Is the Law | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | Rawness Obsolete | 06:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Order of the Ominous (With Commentary) | 02:32 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Information Wants to Be Syndicated (With Commentary) | 03:43 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | Sjakk matt Jesu Krist (With Commentary) | 04:03 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Straightening Sharks in Heaven (With Commentary) | 03:26 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
14. | Alle gegen alle (With Commentary) | 03:21 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
15. | Man tenker sitt (With Commentary) | 03:04 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Sacrificing to the God of Doubt (With Commentary) | 04:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | Hate Is the Law (With Commentary) | 03:21 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
18. | Rawness Obsolete (With Commentary) | 06:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
01:08:38 |
Under beskyttelse av mørke
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Makoto Nii | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of easter lands are raped and raped again When the whore of babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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Side B | |||
2. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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3. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
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14:31 |
Under beskyttelse av mørke
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Lyrics |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Makoto Nii | Design |
Peter Beste | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of easter lands are raped and raped again When the whore of babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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2. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:03 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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3. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
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14:31 |
Too Old Too Cold
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Grutle Kjellson | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Eric Syre | Cover art, Artwork |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Artwork |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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2. | High on Cold War | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester På de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering The negative way of evil The failure of humanism Paving your way to misery I laugh as you run astray The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering |
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3. | Love in a Void (Siouxsie and the Banshees cover) | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes... must be the potion Spots on my eyes... must be the lotion Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Too many bigots for my liking Too many critics... too few writing Rabid dogs that just ain’t biting Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Jaded reputation on which you’re staking Lots of money for the making For all the stars they’re just faking Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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13:04 |
Too Old Too Cold
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Grutle Kjellson | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Eric Syre | Cover art, Artwork |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Artwork |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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2. | High on Cold War | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester På de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering The negative way of evil The failure of humanism Paving your way to misery I laugh as you run astray The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering |
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3. | Love in a Void (Siouxsie and the Banshees cover) | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes... must be the potion Spots on my eyes... must be the lotion Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Too many bigots for my liking Too many critics... too few writing Rabid dogs that just ain’t biting Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Jaded reputation on which you’re staking Lots of money for the making For all the stars they’re just faking Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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13:04 |
Too Old Too Cold
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Grutle Kjellson | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Eric Syre | Cover art, Artwork |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Artwork |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Artwork |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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2. | High on Cold War | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester På de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering The negative way of evil The failure of humanism Paving your way to misery I laugh as you run astray The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering |
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Side B | |||
3. | Love in a Void (Siouxsie and the Banshees cover) | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes... must be the potion Spots on my eyes... must be the lotion Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Too many bigots for my liking Too many critics... too few writing Rabid dogs that just ain’t biting Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Jaded reputation on which you’re staking Lots of money for the making For all the stars they’re just faking Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Bad Attitude (Testors cover) | 01:42 | Show lyrics |
I try to keep a good attitude, Each and every day, But you’re talking business, When I want to play, You’re always in my way, You’re always in my way, Sometimes I look at you, I wonder if you’re alive, Are you cybernetic? Or are you a jive? You’re always in my way You’re always in my way You’re giving me a bad attitude, Every time I think of you baby, It’s just not fair when you drool on me, Then you bite my shoulder, Like you’re out to feed, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way.. |
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14:46 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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Side B | |||
6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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11. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:03 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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12. | High on Cold War | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester På de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering The negative way of evil The failure of humanism Paving your way to misery I laugh as you run astray The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost observerende Den langvarige indoktrinering |
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13. | Love in a Void (Siouxsie and the Banshees cover) | 02:35 | Show lyrics |
Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes... must be the potion Spots on my eyes... must be the lotion Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Too many bigots for my liking Too many critics... too few writing Rabid dogs that just ain’t biting Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void Jaded reputation on which you’re staking Lots of money for the making For all the stars they’re just faking Love in a void... it’s so numb Avoid in love... it’s so dumb Love in a void |
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14. | Graveyard Slut | 03:58 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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51:56 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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Side B | |||
6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
The Cult Is Alive
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals (track 4), Vocals (backing) (track 10), Guitars (rhythm) (track 8), Lyrics, Songwriting (tracks 3, 4, 8, 10) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Kim Sølve | Cover art, Design, Artwork |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Trine Paulsen | Design, Artwork |
Metalion | Photography |
Guy Davie | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Cult of Goliath | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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2. | Too Old Too Cold | 03:04 | Show lyrics |
Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too fucking cold Nothing to prove Just a hellish rock’n roll freak You call your metal black It’s just plastic lame and weak Second to none Like an angel unfucking born Down with people It’s done Your attitude Is stillborn We’re too old Too cold Too old And too cold |
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3. | Atomic Coming | 04:51 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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4. | Graveyard Slut | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
[Music Fenriz, Lyrics Fenriz] (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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5. | Underdogs and Overlords | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Paa betryggende avstand av lysende intellekt Faafengt tro paa dine KRISTNE AVGUDER Hvert eneste frafall fra barnetroens taake hardhjerta rikosjetter i ditt tvilende sinn SMIDD AV HAT LENKET TIL GRIMHET True, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Evil takes all sides fast and untouchable true, hard, raw and crusty UNDERDOGS AND OVERLORDS Revel in the glory of system failure when arrogance marries power conceal with the cloak of philantropie let the stinking dogs lie |
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6. | Whisky Funeral | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep in this life Enough time to be sober in death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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7. | De underjordiske (Ælia Capitolina) | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
De underjordiske The first degree necros Ælia capitolina De som gaar i vanvittighet Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren Bifall frafall Fadermord i evangeliets livmor Never learn from history Keep the wheels in motion Ghost riders of Europe Clan of exclusion De frafalne Stein i aakeren |
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8. | Tyster på gud | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
Det sekulære tyranniet Tyster på gud Ja, vi tjener rått På deres etiske masochisme Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG Nye former for totalitær tenkning Hånd i hånd med stagnerende nedrustning, HAHA Du, fåfengte kontrafaktiske historieskriver You should be fed to the living dead of Nairobi Du føler AVMAKT Du skal ikke ha andre guder enn MEG |
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9. | Shut Up | 04:46 | Show lyrics |
Shut up, shut up I’ll stick to my guns while you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend that I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And you call yourself a man. You want a piece of me? Yeah... You do Begging for this and asking for that Shut up, fucking twat Shut up fucking twat Shut up shut up I’ll stick to my guns Now you stick to yours Sit down Let’s not pretend That I’ll have to use force Are you Satan? I don’t think so You copy my style And call yourself a man Never could fathom my hate Unable to take a hint You haven’t got a clue Satanism is lost on you. |
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10. | Forebyggende krig | 03:41 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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38:52 |
NWOBHM (New Wave of Black Heavy Metal)
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Niten | Cover art, Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Design |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... |
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3. | Hedninger fra Helvete | 05:12 | |
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4. | Bad Attitude (Testors cover) | 01:47 | Show lyrics |
I try to keep a good attitude, Each and every day, But you’re talking business, When I want to play, You’re always in my way, You’re always in my way, Sometimes I look at you, I wonder if you’re alive, Are you cybernetic? Or are you a jive? You’re always in my way You’re always in my way You’re giving me a bad attitude, Every time I think of you baby, It’s just not fair when you drool on me, Then you bite my shoulder, Like you’re out to feed, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way, bad bad attitude, You’re always in my way.. |
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15:44 |
NWOBHM (New Wave of Black Heavy Metal)
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Niten | Cover art, Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout, Design |
Trine Paulsen | Layout, Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Hedninger fra Helvete | 05:12 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Canadian Metal | 04:39 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... |
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09:51 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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Side B | |||
6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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Side B | |||
6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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Side B | |||
6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
F.O.A.D.
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8), Lyrics (tracks 1, 4) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Czral | Vocals (track 9), Guitars (lead) (track 3) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (tracks 2, 8) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Layout |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Fenriz | Photography, Producer, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Photography, Mixing, Producer, Engineering |
Niten | Photography |
Kim Sølve | Layout |
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1. | These Shores Are Damned | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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2. | Canadian Metal | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
Sex with Satan the loudest song Sounds like a hammer from hell Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch Sounds that fill me with no remorse Canadian Metal Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls, For these fuckin’ sounds my angry heart calls Canadian Metal, just obey On your weak sounds (new plastic metal) we will prey... (Trivia: "Sex with Satan" is a song by Piledriver, "Pyrokinesis" is by Sacrifice, "Take This Torch" is by Razor, "Whimsical Uproar" is by Obliveon and "Tortured Souls" is by Slaughter.) |
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3. | The Church of Real Metal | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting right to be Climb up, reality Ten thousand years Church of Real Metal! |
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4. | The Banners of Old | 04:41 | |
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5. | F.O.A.D. | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die! Fuck off and die!! If you think my pain Is well preserved Then go ahead and try You can fuck off and die Fuck off and die!!! |
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6. | Splitkein Fever | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are in many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit I have my world here You think you are right You can’t fool me now My world is cold and white My world is cold and white Far away from you, Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can’t touch me here The forest is cold and white Maximum distance to your idiocy While you read and study a book Yes, you are many and crazy Like flies to a pile of shit |
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7. | Raised on Rock | 03:27 | Show lyrics |
Raised on Rock ???? propaganda mode! You have nothing in common with me You think old-school is 1993 Ha! I’ve been a thrasher since ’84 And almost nothing sounds true anymore I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock It went plastic since ’94 Oh my god, you’re such a bore If you don’t understand what I mean Well fucking listen to Venom’s "Acid Queen" I’ve made my own code Sold my soul to Manilla Road Modern metal I don’t give a fuck UH! I was raised on rock Let the streets burn! [solo] Raised on Rock! |
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8. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:25 | |
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9. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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40:18 |
Frostland Tapes
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Nocturno Culto | Liner notes |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Land of Frost | 04:06 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:57 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:41 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:32 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:39 | |
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6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension | 00:45 | instrumental |
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7. | Snowfall | 09:05 | instrumental |
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8. | Eon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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9. | Thulcandra | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Dispair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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10. | Archipelago | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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11. | Soria Moria | 03:43 | |
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1. | The Watchtower | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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2. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:10 | instrumental |
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3. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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4. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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5. | Cromlech | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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6. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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7. | Soulside Journey | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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8. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:27 | instrumental |
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9. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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10. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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11. | Neptune Towers | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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44:05 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
1. | Rex | 04:10 | instrumental |
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2. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:49 | instrumental |
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3. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:40 | instrumental |
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4. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:20 | instrumental |
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5. | As Desertshadows | 05:03 | instrumental |
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6. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:33 | instrumental |
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7. | Black Daimon | 02:15 | instrumental |
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8. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:54 | instrumental |
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9. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:38 | instrumental |
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10. | Green Cave Float | 04:08 | instrumental |
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11. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:56 | instrumental |
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12. | Fenriz Drum Solo | 02:35 | instrumental |
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46:01 |
Frostland Tapes
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Trine Paulsen | Cover art |
Kim Sølve | Cover art |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Nocturno Culto | Liner notes |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Land of Frost | 04:06 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:57 | |
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3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:41 | |
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4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:32 | |
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5. | Day of the Dead | 05:39 | |
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6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension | 00:45 | instrumental |
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7. | Snowfall | 09:05 | instrumental |
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8. | Eon | 03:46 | instrumental |
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9. | Thulcandra | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Dispair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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10. | Archipelago | 04:53 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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11. | Soria Moria | 03:43 | |
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12. | The Watchtower | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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13. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:10 | instrumental |
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14. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:21 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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15. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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01:03:37 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Cromlech | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
Into the abyss I fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Lucifer, Master! Solitude and peace of mind Entombed in Cromlech Yes, flee over the river Styx And join the dead with joy An ocean of blasphemy, heathenish realm And "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy My prophecy is true... We’ll all make it through |
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2. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Accumulation of Generalization | 03:27 | instrumental |
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5. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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6. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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7. | Neptune Towers | 03:20 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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8. | Rex | 04:10 | instrumental |
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9. | Pure Demoniac Blessing | 02:49 | instrumental |
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10. | (The) Grimness of Which Shepherds Mourn | 04:40 | instrumental |
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11. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:20 | instrumental |
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12. | As Desertshadows | 05:03 | instrumental |
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13. | In His Lovely Kingdom | 03:33 | instrumental |
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14. | Black Daimon | 02:15 | instrumental |
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15. | Toward(s) the Thornfields | 03:54 | instrumental |
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16. | (Birth of Evil) Virgin Sin | 03:38 | instrumental |
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17. | Green Cave Float | 04:08 | instrumental |
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18. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:56 | instrumental |
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19. | Fenriz Drum Solo | 02:35 | instrumental |
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01:14:23 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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Side B | |||
6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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Side B | |||
6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
|||
8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
|||
3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
|||
5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
|||
7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
|||
8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Dark Thrones and Black Flags
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 9) |
Gylve Fenris ’Mao Tse Tungrock’ Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5-7, 10) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Elin Naper | Photography |
Metspö | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Artwork |
Raymond Olufsen | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Producer, Engineering, Mixing |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Artwork concept, Layout |
Fenriz | Artwork concept, Photography |
Niten | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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2. | Death of All Oaths (Oath Minus) | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Our time of visit is over and over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion Poisoned to admire our race poison all of your ideas Putting the final end to it all Breathing out the mantra Past present and future prophets Mould into meatball My sole fire in vast forest Nibble slowly, cosmos watching The great death of all oaths Burn you all into oblivion |
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3. | Hiking Metal Punks | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
MARCHING ON... RAIN OR SHINE MAMMOTHS OF THE FOREST... WORLDS COLLIDE HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! HIKING METAL PUNKS... FOREVER!!! Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna Utsikt og fest paa Heikampen Aarhanesetertjern - Fakler og Fullmaane! |
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4. | Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) | 03:13 | Show lyrics |
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we’ll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of thee Blacksmith of the north Ancient fire is burning in me The black rain is harsh But they will learn Our fathers of old Not hearing the yearns |
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5. | Norway in September | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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6. | Grizzly Trade | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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7. | Hanging Out in Haiger | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
I’m in the air!!! Hell bent for a rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it’s Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general’s eye With a couple of die hards I’m hanging out in Haiger! Well the party still ain’t over Checking’ out the chainsaw cover Another round in the bar in the cellar - it’s headbang heaven this night |
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8. | Dark Thrones and Black Flags | 02:24 | instrumental |
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9. | Launchpad to Nothingness | 04:31 | |
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10. | Witch Ghetto | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
When... Comets crrackh! Witch ghetto attakk Remain secret - brandish steel Black metal is unreal! Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Witch ghetto Bring me the ice of mercury Planets shrink, universe expand(s) Wild roar of loose cannons Break the promised land Break the chains! |
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38:58 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Maser’n | Photography |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Maser’n | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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Side B | |||
5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
|||
7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
|||
3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
|||
5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
|||
7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Maser’n | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
|||
3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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Side B | |||
5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
|||
7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
|||
8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
|||
2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
|||
3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Maser’n | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Circle the Wagons
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Vocals (choirs) (track 5), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 8), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 7, 9) |
Fenriz | Drums, Vocals, Guitars (track 9), Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 7), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8) |
Guest/Session | |
Sverre Steinsland | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Innlandet Mannskor | Vocals (choirs) (track 1) |
Apollyon | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Kjell-Arne Hudbreider | Vocals (choirs) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Mixing, Recording |
Nagawika | Illustration |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Einar Sjursø | Backgrounds, Layout, Manipulation |
Kjell Arne Hudbreider | Recording |
Tim Karrenberg | Photography |
Jonas Schmidt | Photography |
Sverre Steinsland | Photography |
Metspö | Photography (Back) |
Maser’n | Photography |
Dennis Dread | Cover art, Drawings |
Mats E. Tannåneset | Engineering |
Rolf K. Medbøe | Photography |
Henning Bortne | Mastering |
Elin Naper | Photography (Back) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:21 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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2. | Running for Borders | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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3. | I Am the Graves of the 80s | 03:07 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) There’s too many struggles There’s too many fears I’ve hardened my blood now For so many years! UH! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD UH! There’s way too much black And there’s too little metal Dealing with this had me breaking my shackles! I AM THE GRAVES OF THE 80s I AM THE RISEN DEAD DESTROY THEIR MODERN METAL AND BANG YOUR FUCKING HEAD DESTROY! United by hatred... Reborn through hate... |
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4. | Stylized Corpse | 07:33 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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5. | Circle the Wagons | 02:46 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) You’re scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer on top of your fear (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND CIRCLE THE WAGONS 20 years later I take you apart You’re asking - you’re asking WHY? - I HAVE NO HEART! (just) HOPE YOU AWAKEN IN TIME AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE ON MY MIND LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDERS - YOU’RE BLIND! AND THEN!!.. CIRCLE THE WAGONS... |
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6. | Black Mountain Totem | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
(music by Nocturno Culto, lyrics by Fenriz) I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can’t hide And within me things no sun can see This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me For each day that passes I see more and more Sometimes the universe opens (and) the soul cries, hoarse and sore Still I live for those moments At least the ancient ones stand by my side No matter how the human plagues weighs heavy Night on earth can harbour eternal pride |
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7. | I Am the Working Class | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Fenriz) 21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I dont need no fuckin’ favour refrain: I am the working class! ALL DAY So I don’t have to SEE YOUR FACE I am the working class! DISCIPLINE The daybreak is when I BEGIN I am the working class! EACH DAY I bust my bones to GET PAID I am the working class! DAMN STRAIGHT The daily grind is MY FATE Through 7 seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression Well, I turned my back and where are you now? ...and I’ve bucked up for that recession refrain again |
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8. | Eyes Burst at Dawn | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet crawling to get outside, black night Hysterical laughter is hammering the stone walls Ears bleeding... depressed Overcoming psychical nightmares, starts crawling Fingers broken, don’t fucking care, move on Outside the air is clean, cold and still Eyes are open now, to see this dead night Attacked by sudden fear, unknown constellations are threatening from above Shivering cold, damaged brain, bleeding the blood Alas, Deathstar is rising, finally to see this place It gets brighter, hurting my eyes, can I bear this pain? As my Deathstar is rising above the hills, my eyes burst Pain so strong, havocing my head, it’s dark again |
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9. | Bränn inte slottet | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! Bränn inte slottet! ... [the line repeated about 30 times...] |
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41:01 |
Sempiternal Past - The Darkthrone Demos
Members | |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Land of Frost | 03:54 | |
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2. | Winds of Triton | 01:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Forest of Darkness | 04:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Odyssey of Freedom | 03:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Day of the Dead | 05:22 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension | 00:47 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Snowfall | 09:04 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Eon | 03:50 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Thulcandra | 05:54 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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38:40 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Archipelago | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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2. | The Watchtower (live) | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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3. | Accumulation of Generalization (live) | 03:09 | instrumental |
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4. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality (live) | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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Side B | |||
5. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (video version) | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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6. | Soria Moria Slott (live) | 03:43 | |
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7. | Eon (live) / Thulcandra (live) | 04:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | God of Disturbance and Friction | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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32:57 |
Sempiternal Past - The Darkthrone Demos
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Land of Frost (Land of Frost Demo 1988) | 03:54 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Winds of Triton (Land of Frost Demo 1988) | 01:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Forest of Darkness (Land of Frost Demo 1988) | 04:33 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Odyssey of Freedom (Land of Frost Demo 1988) | 03:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Day of the Dead (Land of Frost Demo 1988) | 05:22 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Intro: Twilight Dimension (A New Dimension Promo 1988) | 00:47 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Snowfall (A New Dimension Promo 1988) | 09:04 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Eon (Thulcandra Demo 1989) | 03:50 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Thulcandra (Thulcandra Demo 1989) | 05:54 | Show lyrics |
Despair, torn by hate, DISTORTED ATMOSPHERE Alas, observating the inconvenient horizon Prepare to launch all terrestrial imprudence, until nothing remains; COMPLETE THE IMMOLATION THULCANDRA PROVIDES! THULCANDRA PROFAINS! Abstract emotion, major impropriety philantropic tendensies concretely oppressed! IMPORTUNATED PROPHECIES EXTERMENATING AMNESTIES DECAYING IMMORTALY FREEDOM IN OUR DEATH! SOLUTION!!! For England and the monarchy we free our souls; our destiny Though it is implied tratory TO THE ENTIRE EARTH HUMANITY |
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10. | Archipelago (Thulcandra Demo 1989) | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
One by one, they fell into the sea The gleam extinguished; arduos future wait for me Gravity; the deep pulls me under Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is sink THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT! AS ARCHIPELAGO WANTS TO SWALLOW ME MY BLOODSHOT EYEBALLS; MY PRESSURED LUNGS MY LIFE; MY LIFE IS IT SLOWLY FADING!? CONATION COMES IN WAVES; THEY TAKE YOU TO THE SHORE RISE! RISE!! RISE!!! |
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11. | The Watchtower (live) (Cromlech Demo 1989) | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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12. | Accumulation of Generalization (live) (Cromlech Demo 1989) | 03:09 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
13. | Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality (live) (Cromlech Demo 1989) | 03:22 | Show lyrics |
Oh, once again I kneel before this altar Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim The autumn leaves that fell And those who still attach the trees In breeze that blew my hair, The one I´ve known through all these years... The songs I never forgot A past that now is lost. |
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14. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (Studio Recording 1990) | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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15. | Soria Moria (live) (Norway TV 1989) | 03:43 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
16. | Eon (live) / Thulcandra (live) (Norway TV 1989) | 04:53 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
17. | God of Disturbance and Friction (Studio Recording 1999) | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS BURST LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS CHAOS BURST! NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED FRUITFUL DEATH RENDERINGS BLEAK STABS AT WEAKENED SOULS SILENCE PINNED DOWN THE BIBLE REEKS (OF) ROT ALL THE MORE LIES THRIVE REGRESSIVE STRENGTH THUS DENIED DOMINATION DRAIN CONTROL NO LONGER CHAOS [BURNING] LAUGH AT RIGID RITUALS [...] NO MORE! LIES FLOURISH REGRESSIVE STRENGTH AWAY DENIED |
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01:11:37 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Nocturno Culto | Recording, Mixing |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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Side B | |||
5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
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3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
The Underground Resistance
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenriz "Kaptein Vom" Nagell | Drums, Vocals, Bass (track 4), Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 6), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jim Fitzpatrick | Cover art |
Nocturno Culto | Mixing, Recording |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography |
Mats Tannåneset | Photography |
Line Wiklund | Photography |
Spräk | Photography |
Hjemmebrent | Photography |
Matt Vickerstaff | Layout, Design |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Hater of lame BM | Photography |
Jørn Steen | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dead Early | 04:49 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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2. | Valkyrie | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Valkyrie (Fenriz) All the moons she takes me over Curve an arm to land the drawns Unflinching wit and sense of just A brilliant force for land and lover The hand that reaches out A glance that clears all doubt Flowing hair in the fall That laugh attracts them all VALKYRIE Secrets truly walk this earth Those golden talismans of luck Senses flair; your hunter’s near Forever head up high my dear |
|||
3. | Lesser Men | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
Lesser Men (Nocturno Culto) Crawling out of the dark hole drugged on alien medicine It runs in the family of lesser men the circle of life speaks for itlself Molecular structure defines the imaginary balls Vaporizing intellectual leftovers the wall of life is closing in Draining the potent orb final showdown Behind closed gates of hell everybody will hear you scream You are of lesser men |
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4. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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5. | Come Warfare, the Entire Doom | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Now the time has come Creep, bleed, pain, you die Regret, confess, tears, you lie Mourningstar, the coldest steel From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold Learning slow, no real path to go Struck by the stars, again and again Growing in confidence, but still without balls You are not welcome Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed The false agenda, biting its tail The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards Remorse is just a distant treasure All systems fail, organic doom Fear planted, seeds of steel |
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6. | Leave No Cross Unturned | 13:49 | Show lyrics |
So it is over; the last day of yearning Laugh at your dreams while your bridges are burning Commander of dread; the nightmare nears Obstructer of wealth, cauldron of fears LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Where is the void, where is the essence...? The whirling fear, an ominous presence Crystallized death, an imminent factor Vacuum the breaths, blow the reactor LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED Stranded by interference Entangled golden dreams Rights (are) slayed (and) discarded. UH! Deranged paths and empty needs...OH! Torn by the menace Morbid rites abide Remnants of Cain!... In vast abundance...AOH! Iron your curtains and rover your lands - The older the fences, the weaker the lamb Insistent myriads - nothing you’ve learned On your knees - the back of the universe’s turned LEAVE NO CROSS UNTURNED |
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41:41 |
Black Death and Beyond
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenris Nagell | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars (lead) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 - Black | |||
Side A | |||
1. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:46 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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2. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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3. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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4. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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5. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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6. | The Claws of Time | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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7. | Fucked Up & Ready to Die | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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8. | Hate is the Law | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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9. | The Cult of Goliath | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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Disc 2 - Death | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Snowfall | 08:58 | instrumental |
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2. | Sunrise Over Locus Mortis | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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3. | Soulside Journey | 04:29 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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4. | Neptune Towers | 03:10 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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5. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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Side B | |||
6. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (NRK version) | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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7. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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8. | In his Lovely Kingdom | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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9. | Black Daimon | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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10. | Paragon Belial | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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Disc 3 - Beyond | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Graveyard Slut | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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2. | Forebyggende krig | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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3. | These Shores are Damned | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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4. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:17 | |
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5. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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6. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:47 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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7. | Grizzly Trade | 04:09 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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8. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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9. | Stylized Corpse | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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10. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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Black Death and Beyond
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris Nagell | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars (lead) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass |
Ivar Enger | Guitars (rhythm) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
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Disc 1 - Black | |||
1. | Kathaarian Life Code | 10:24 | Show lyrics |
Desert... night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eat through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only light This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of 12 holy disciples New disciples rose, One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union And each beast of the land Took it’s own way in living (the) seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Kathaaria was built - world without end |
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2. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
Face of the goat in the mirror Eyes burn like (an) October sunrise As once they gazed upon the hillside Searching for the memories... In the shadow of the horns Only seen by the kings Of the dawn (of the) first millennium Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end (we’ve become) a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held (their) heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones (so) the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes |
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3. | Under a Funeral Moon | 04:52 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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4. | Inn i de dype skogers favn | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers savn Garder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den seg Inn i de dype skogers favn Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen, Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel Det gaar en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt... |
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5. | Transilvanian Hunger | 05:54 | Show lyrics |
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt The mountains are cold... soul, cold Careful pale, forever at night Take me can’t you feel the call Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood So pure... So cold Transilvanian hunger Hail to the true, intense vampires A story made for divine fulfillment To be the one’s breathing a wind of sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold So pure... Evil, cold Transilvanian hunger |
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6. | I en hall med flesk og mjød | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Ien gammel ask - hang en Nåkald gubbe Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned For ingen kunne vite - hvorhen hengingen fant sted Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass Han ankom iført Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass Tusen år var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit De gråt av Dyster glede - da en sønn kom endelig Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en Tåkeheim dypt ned Rekker av Nors sønner - vandret dithen nor og ned Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sønner For de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger Kun få av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike råd for listig svik blandt dem - førte flestemann dypt ned Dog kan man høre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel høytid For ja enna festes det - blandt De Trofaste Ods Sønner |
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7. | The Hordes of Nebulah | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Scent of (the) flying shadows Are in the eyes of the vast Uranus For these eyes have seen The horses of the universe fade away Oh, father (the) fog of Nebula Your faithful children have escaped The walls of eternity The elders curse- Like snow of the solstice of the sun And what the eyes of Uranus can see Far yonder in the shade of the walls Was happening milleniums ago So whatever lies beyond the gate It lies in the past Oh, we are the hordes of Nebula Having travelled through an eternal sea of void We glance upon a distant light Star in the far; Ye mighty sun Will you die before we reach you? Are you a fatal result of the laws of distance? The swords of time are pointing at our hearts The grass here seems raped- As we face eternal misery |
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8. | Gather for Attack on the Pearly Gates | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls Will float with infernal speed Souls of Christ, prepare for fight We’ll crush your halls with bonecrushing Might supreme Your feeble cries will not be heard Since your god lies dead and buried In the ruins of the pearly gates Brothers of north, brothers of doom Endless nights of total war Coming closer Gather, hell is calling... gather Gather for attack on the pearly gates. |
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9. | The Claws of Time | 06:53 | Show lyrics |
Trapped in the claws of time Bone hard deathsane Necrohated by angels Beneath the crust, shredding moans Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow Mind spoiled, innards corrode Merciless grind drone or die Contradictions swirl (in) hysterical contortions Resistance is futile Pretenders of sorrow Elder perseverance learns Fakers of deathyearns Killed by tomorrow |
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10. | Command | 07:44 | Show lyrics |
Barbwired empty dreams Existence is futile Down deeper down Rock bottom reality Avoiding edges Still drawn to death Removing arsenic Injecting strychnine Sedated wound eternal Static command factor On course to pitfall Nothing amounts to nothing Avoiding the edges Still drawn to strychnine Removing arsenic Injecting death COMMAND! |
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11. | Rust | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
I come from a land Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don’t want to encourage me Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoking addiction, limp, severe It’s sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal We’re born without armor - Don’t you think I’m watching my back ?! With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear Evoke addiction; limp; severe |
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12. | Fucked Up and Ready to Die | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
Stripping on twisted knives in miscreation Norway be my grave Increasingly insecure Combine with stagnant joy Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Death just takes a moment Suffering is forever Let’s leave this sinking ship together The water of life will fill your lungs Drink ’till you bleed When contradictions fail to soothe Half my life in your name Fucked up and ready to die Murder only takes a moment It’ll last you forever |
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13. | Hate is the Law | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitenes opprør i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald agenda bak mitt kyniske forsvarsspill Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Sveket av Jesus Forvirret av Satan -står de utydelige liv som saltstøtter i kokende hav |
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14. | The Cult of Goliath | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs You can not come inside Inferior to the might You criticize the cult Stumbling confidence under my blackfoot Uh! Come on, you fuckers! HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion 666 steps ahead And I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like a fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath Scraping on my fence Feeble religious slugs Superior crown wielder Dome of exclusion |
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Disc 2 - Death | |||
1. | Snowfall | 09:03 | instrumental |
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2. | The Watchtower (Cromlech demo version) | 05:11 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchural misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; a force is lit, And insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching for Their souls to the sky, For a glance onto The other side... |
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3. | Sunrise over Locus Mortis | 03:29 | Show lyrics |
The dark and cold wastelands of grey dust softens when my downturned Triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd’s flock My burning skin connects with the sands of time And thus the holy angels appear... "Drag them through the mud" I cried "Instead of me" "This is not the death I choose Your christian trials are wrong!" I speak of what I want And my heart lies therein Blackened you say Then black is my way And call me an enemy I shall only stand proud Awaiting the rise of the darkside Sunrise over Locus Mortis |
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4. | Soulside Journey | 04:34 | Show lyrics |
I have had this vision Of a voyage in mind and soul Through silent Somniferous scenes within the enclosed chambers Of my untouched spiritual experiences Soaring through damp air Seeing faces Twisting, plunging through my colour Cosmic fear arrives, I hold a dead one Surrounded by my many candles, I burn to cleanse the air Rotten unclean sacrifice nightmares Unreal psychedelic journey, ride the darkside Search the soulside |
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5. | Neptune Towers | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Landscapes of frozen methane Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes I was sent here to describe and tease the minds of the fantasy kings On a ship of curiosity I sail, oh what treasure can be found here And why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers stand tall Built by hands dissimiliar to mine And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures |
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6. | Nor the Silent Whispers | 03:17 | Show lyrics |
The open road like a blue horizon And you could see for miles So we could submerge right here And we should bring our hearts there The top of the white trees would mean nothing to us Nor the silent whispers From the souls of glass |
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7. | Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (NRK version) | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
Burn the crucifix. Cremate the sould of the virginborn Freeze the shadow of ashes and let It float away by the thunder listener’s Intense eyelash movements under their Concentration to open the cosmic lid Cursh not only our surrounding walls Of curiosity, but also the hordes Of blind believers. |
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8. | Sadomasochistic Rites | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Hearses are raining From the open sky Megalomania Reign’ supreme! Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long To stand a fall - to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus - and we will win! |
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9. | In his Lovely Kingdom | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
Lover of all!!! - Face the apocalypse They fade away under the black rain And flowers remain. Flowers to step on Flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh TO PENETRATE MY SKIN To steel my soul away? AWAY To the grave I seek Until I’m feeling weak But... there is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! There is fire!! In my heart!! In my eyes!! In HIS body!! In HIS eyes!! AND IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! IN HIS LOVELY KINGDOM!! |
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10. | Black Daimon | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
Daimon, Daimon... It’s been years... Daimon, Daimon... Since I discovered the other world... The other world! With shadows draped around me! Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå Evil Possess me Possess me I pretend... But demons... I can only DREAM of... Possess me In coldness and darkness I know I’m possessed!!! Bodies... Are what we all see Dead or alive We’re alive... - But our truth is dead!!! Invisible... For all to see Demons... When it’s cold and dark Possess me... Possess me... More and more... |
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11. | Green Cave Float | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
I am the fountainstorm from a black heart I am the desert of redemption I soar on dead wings of sin I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me * [The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] ** But the ones who came with fear and hate Kissed me. Deep. Long. And HARD. The rose that smelled... [And those who spelled DEATH are SO ready] Pale as skin and the cheeks of jewish fairytales [Paler skin than the sheets of jewish fairytales] *** Is sold upon every soul and body of life - LIFE?! [Is sown upon every soul and body of life] And I wonder! Who sees desolation Through my eyes, hopes and visions [Through my eyes, holds the vision] And makes love to it |
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12. | Paragon Belial | 05:21 | Show lyrics |
I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black. Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Dreamking of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my Paragon Belial |
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13. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS |
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Disc 3 - Beyond | |||
1. | Atomic Coming | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
Prepare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear Atomic Coming! PREPARE Atomic Coming! FORGE Atomic Coming! BEHOLD Atomic Coming! UNCERTAINTY UNFOLD Choose your weapons, choose your direction They’re pulling rank through the clouds now Or basking in the fossile smoke - No one to fight but ourselves HAHAHA Atomic Coming! CHOOSE! Atomic Coming! PULL THROUGH! Atomic Coming! DISINTEGRATE! Atomic Coming! FIGHT TILL DEATH! |
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2. | Graveyard Slut | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Ooooo! Relentless, paranoid, volcanic lust Primitive shines of a confused pulse My burning riffs and rapish drums A soundtrack to the wHory nuns Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Graveyard sluts! Wow! All right! (I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack n’ all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights |
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3. | Whiskey Funeral | 03:57 | Show lyrics |
Fuckin’ forced to sleep In this life Enough time to be sober In death WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Brandish the brandy Shrouds wave in fury Raise the fever pitchers To our glorious demise WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL Withdrawal trembling This, the black weapon! Hear the roaring sensation Of my fuckin’ flamboyant wake! WHISKY FUNERAL WHISKY FUNERAL FUCK OFF! |
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4. | Forebyggende krig | 03:42 | Show lyrics |
The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus - with cancelled armies Victims, do your job... Die now - for your own good Glorious fear worship Don’t mess with nothingness Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig Forebyggende krig |
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5. | These Shores are Damned | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave I welcome these empty shores The plague is here again No dignity at all Yes, you have been waste And they will freeze, the night away With my turning winds of high You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny Seeking, fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasites in the realm To be wiped away You’re doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait for the next wave Welcome, to this damned shores With my brutal winds of night You die a parrot state I ride the wasteland Powered by the will to deny The will to deny Yeah |
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6. | The Banners of Old | 04:37 | |
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7. | Pervertor of the 7 Gates | 04:22 | |
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8. | Wisdom of the Dead | 04:43 | Show lyrics |
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla’s heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key to greatness You have the wisdom of the dead These lesser lights should learn from you Washed clean by ice For lust our summers For soul our winters Until we die |
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9. | The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker | 03:51 | Show lyrics |
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER We are older and wiser (and) the underground thrives (but) posers are the same with their metal lies In a seance of insanity with maniacal screams Does your metal knows what metal really means? THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER To the Bone!!! |
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10. | Grizzly Trade | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
Drastic duties cloak my mind In darkness they can’t see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I’ll be born again Court-marshaled for doing my job - Bitterness scraping at my thoughts The stupid eyes of the world are watching I will never cave in In (the) cerebral abyss The grizzly trade thrives Unpleasant necessities UH, mandatory pain I laugh at your distorted accusations You’re not worthy See the blazing truth in these eyes: You’ll be judged by me on the other side |
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11. | Norway in September | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
Those cold nights are back again Norway morning greet my daily toil That old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our soil From the first day it has been with me Since my first steps outside it’s been there Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang Autumn leaves I’m back again The altar has broadened Vast plains of it now 20 years of contemplating Hating... The larger the life, the closer is death Noen synger på Norsk igjen Noen tøyer Grenser Noen Strammer Tøylene Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Før... ...hvis... Du bare... LETER! |
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12. | Those Treasures Will Never Befall You | 04:19 | Show lyrics |
Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and NO ONE CARES! ...no they don’t - AH! Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams Those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach Crawling out at the foot of the mountain Even weaker than when you entered! - WHEN YOU HAVE NO SOUL AND GUIDANCE IS NONE, THERE’S NO USE IN BEING SELF-CENTERED!!! ...no it ain’t! Seen stumbling around in the darkness - questioning honours and dreams (then) those treasures will never befall you - they’re out of reach... ...FOR YOU! |
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13. | Running for Borders | 04:02 | Show lyrics |
Drowned in stellar dust We create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of end Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders Helpless heart Pumping fuel, veins splintered Thoughts divided Building up chaos Torn from haven Answers never come Floating wisdom Ancient in its purest form Gravitate towards center Visuals fade This is the realm of power Stellar detonations Universe is gloating, hovering Judge, jury and executioner Now freeze Veins injected with time |
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14. | Stylized Corpse | 07:29 | Show lyrics |
Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end on the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You’ll soon see the truth, I’ll show you Grabbing my tools, I firmly believe I’m your saviour and icon Chain you to the wall Blowtorch literally open your eyes You feel superior now? All you can do, is imagine my world Let the chipmunks feast on your heart Oh, this luxury life All the juices of lies Doesn’t smell like a bowl of fruit But I am strong and brute Send you back among the dead No one will see that you’re born again I’m your saviour, and I made your day Sleeping in a pool of human debris |
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15. | Dead Early | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Dead Early (Nocturno Culto) I got the chance on a silver plate to do things right, to do things straight The worlds are clear to me I’m not going to last Deep is the lake of thoughts onlookers stare like apes Tangled in a web of lies energy constantly rotating reaching my end This starry night I’m shooting silverplates Applauding apes send me to the depht of space |
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16. | The Ones You Left Behind | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
THE RUSH! THE LIGHTS! They draw you EXCITED! DELIGHTED! They form you CREATION! DICTATING! The new you OUTDATING! PREVENTING! That old you PROTEST! DETEST! Avoid them IGNITE! FIERCE FIGHT! Destroy them IT’S HARD! I KNOW! To live here (But) WITH US! SECURE! The old ways are near The ending of time 3 steps and you’re mine Remembering those you left behind It plays with your mind It says you are fine... Not needing the ones you left behind |
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01:13:52 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack | Mastering |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack | Mastering |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack | Mastering |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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Side B | |||
5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
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8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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Side B | |||
5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack | Mastering |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
Arctic Thunder
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris "Kvass i Takom" Nagell | Drums, Lyrics (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 8), Songwriting (tracks 1, 3, 5, 8) |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Lyrics (tracks 2, 4, 7), Songwriting (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mikael Ohlson | Photography (cover) |
Jack | Mastering |
Nocturno Culto | Engineering, Mixing |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Design |
Gaute | Photography |
Marte | Photography |
Fenriz | Art direction |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Tundra Leech | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
In within circle unbound Ripping roots from holy ground Laying bare where needs sown Caring nothing but my own Can not cope pull the rope Posers in breeding Sown why bleeding Damned ones destroy hope Tundra leech! Claim claims even forgotten Resurrection carry back and forth Begone stalemate and treason Initiate the corrosive birth The empty scraping Wombs outbled, frozen All terrain and no direction (You) Crawl towards your own dissection Tundra leech! |
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2. | Burial Bliss | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Against these files You’re necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken |
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3. | Boreal Fiends | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Against the mind, the boreal scepters Hissing hollowly, gnawing rocks Boulder shield dispersed by ice Wailing souls threshed by nature’s temptress Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams Some witnessed the birth of pine There was game to be had Some died alone under the stars For all this we are grateful Where to find their shelter Where to find their sparks Where to build and live And returns the sun’s energy ...Once again ...Boreal fiends Rest your shoulders and take in Your cold and lonely dreams |
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4. | Inbred Vermin | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
Weak minded inbred vermin Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Freezing they’re ice cold Killed by their own plague They will rot in the winds of the utter cold We deny your rights to live Vermin, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extension People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid they’re ice cold Weak minded inbred vermin |
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5. | Arctic Thunder | 04:41 | Show lyrics |
Yonder and forlorn Lies the arctic thunder Beneath the astral fires Again the moon expires Forgotten tomb sayer speaks Here, above and under (The) night shifts, sudden drifts The destroyer Paralyzed Rest my eyes Wallowing shores asunder Arctic thunder Piece these things together Bear mark of atomic strength Find those piercing ripples Defy wretched lands and aws Bring the thrive of glorious mornings Bring sacrifice to life Tear up the clouds at sunset Merge the slow divide For the arctic thunder |
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6. | Throw Me Through the Marshes | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
Carry me through thick and secret walls Wedge me into stone Throw me through the marshes Hide me in the dreams of the blind Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss Fly you under each lake Pedestal you in caves and dungeons (And) engulf us in bone These are the blue collared masonists Yearning for transparent reign Constructor of nein worlds Built by force of bitter refusal He had something to show you (A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains A fragment of your life, it follows Clings on towards that dying day Deathbed |
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7. | Deep Lake Trespass | 04:48 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | The Wyoming Distance | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
Once again roaming those plains of mine You should not have entered Control and lose control and rein ’em back in I howl at the treelines while you see only night I’ve built a Wyoming distance A hole on the ridgeline this month Every fiber all my life Why am I the light to your moth Angrily viewing the horizon smoke Looks like I’ll hunt a little (while) longer I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard I’ve built a Wyoming distance Line them up - (it’s) you and me My every fiber all my life... Made the fence you (now) taste |
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39:25 |
The Wind of 666 Black Hearts
Members | |
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Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass (tracks 6-10), Guitars (tracks 1-5) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass (tracks 1-5) |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Matt Vickerstaff | Design, Layout |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 - Rehearsals 1991 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:55 | instrumental |
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2. | Kathaarian Life Code | 09:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Pagan Winter | 05:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:36 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
33:48 | |||
Disc 2 - Rehearsals 1992 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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2. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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4. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 04:25 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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24:21 |
The Wind of 666 Black Hearts
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Fenriz | Drums |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Bass (tracks 6-10), Guitars (tracks 1-5) |
Dag Nilsen | Bass (tracks 1-5) |
Zephyrous | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Liner notes |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Matt Vickerstaff | Design, Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | A Blaze in the Northern Sky | 04:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Kathaarian Life Code | 09:11 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The Pagan Winter | 05:21 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Where Cold Winds Blow | 07:36 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | In the Shadow of the Horns | 06:45 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe All souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse You must know that I no longer can see The difference of dream and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the lids and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearses are raining from the open sky Megalomania reigns supreme Chilled in horror - Christian death They leaned too long to stand a fall I bend to receive the lust and pain Beat me Jesus And we will win |
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7. | Crossing the Triangle of Flames | 05:55 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
8. | Under a Funeral Moon | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
On the day of my final sacrifice the chilling steel open my veins Blood stains my skin Silver chalice must be filled... Drinking the poisoned blood I enter my shadowed coffin Two goathorns in my hands I raise my arms and close my eyes to receive the infernal hails from my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary where my spiritual brother take me They halt at the shadow of an oak My nocturnal funeral commence Laying in my blasphemous sleep I am lowered down to the pit A raven sings my last song as the wolves howl their goodbyes The funeral moon glows strongly now for I am nearly there This night of late October the darkside opens its gate Morbid souls wait for me For satanic conspiracy Flowers of doom Rising in bloom You will see Our immortality! |
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9. | The Dance of Eternal Shadows | 04:25 | instrumental |
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10. | Unholy Black Metal | 03:38 | Show lyrics |
When the sun has died When the angels are blind When the fog lies thick over the palace of god When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from heaven high and from the pearly gates When Jehova’s hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of eastern lands are raped and raped again When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan sodomise the lambs of Christ When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satans power paint our hearts and satisfies our souls When witches burn the priests When the ancient one returns When the demons ride the nuns with their horns of dark desire |
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58:09 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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14:02 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
2. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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09:55 | |||
Disc 3 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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14:13 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
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5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
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6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
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2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
|||
5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
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3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
|||
5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
|||
3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
|||
5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
|||
3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
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Side B | |||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
|||
5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
Old Star
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Gylve Fenris ~More Claypool~ Nagell | Drums, Songwriting |
Nocturno Culto | Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Matthew Vickerstaff | Layout |
Tomas Lindberg | Logo |
Sanford Parker | Mixing |
Jack Control | Mastering |
Chadwick Saint John | Cover art |
N. Culto | Engineering, Recording |
Fenriz | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | I Muffle Your Inner Choir | 06:26 | Show lyrics |
I muffle your inner choir Rehearsing twisted screams Level the jesters dream Numbening your live wire Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead Stew hack disagree Brew the divine sweat Eat the forest alive (you) unman Pollute the entrails Click your shit boots together We are not in hell anymore In the land of the blind The one eyed man is dead |
|||
2. | The Hardship of the Scots | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
You buy your home And follow a dream No politics here Just self esteem A heart warms up To where you feel home No bastard rule of religion Soil surrounds the stone You get nothing for nothing And souls do not exist(?) There is a concept of doom Nature abhors a vacuum the hardship of the scots Uh! |
|||
3. | Old Star | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost The old star dies for us all An equator of tragedy Stick out your fistfuls of hope And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loops Oblivious to the old star while atlas cringes Juggle your fears in the shadows of altars to (the) diminishing beacon No need to circle those wagons, even The fingerless marble play ensues And out there in the fringes The caravans are going in loop Oblivious to the old star While atlas cringes Paying for forests you separated Atoning for hiding the rivers Mankind dies In a shroud of introvert mumbling |
|||
4. | Alp Man | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Half-hearted black-hearted rams Interstellar fugitives Doing their bit for the universal dam Coined is the black metal prairie Sharing your weapons Will it lead to its dullness Will you buy better (ones)? Will they be forlorn? Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter? Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps Carefree void of everything, then might High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges This and these Tear jerking calamities Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears Solemn shit no one hears Prairie (seems like) a good choice now The crimson sky is the limit Although chances ahead are scarce The racket is rigged as you die |
|||
5. | Duke of Gloat | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Too old to wring the secret from the master The well you encountered as a child Merely acknowledging the beacon now And now you are not well any longer So this is the pact of the gloat Double hell for all All to repair and one to watch No freedom in these domains Hail the satan Sinister duke of gloat Wrap up the wretched fates Intriguing eternal laughter Encyclopedias Of endless futile life toils Shrapnel wounds From shattered inner gargoyles So this is the pact of the gloat Brave beating hearts, But All must repair while one beholds No freedom in these domains |
|||
6. | The Key Is Inside the Wall | 07:24 | Show lyrics |
The key is inside the wall Every wall. Every way Every minute. You don’t understand Dying reveals the wish Wishing is the beyond A seance is beyond Talk to the four keys Lock yourself in Confused isolation heroics Chilled concern fragments Morbid kaleidoscope draws you in Stigmata of satan pulls you out Downbeaten souls, bowed heads Competance of guardians impotent Glorious idiots of the flesh Stake out the danger in our heads Walk free but mind your fingers Thought you would fly away with satan Fingers able. Just stumps now The key is inside the wall |
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38:10 |
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