Black metal este un gen muzical care a aparut în perioada de început a anilor 1980, precedând marea expansiune a stilurilor de metal “extrem”. Black metal-ul a evoluat din thrash metal, la fel ca si genul death metal, cu care se înrudeste. Exista doua perspective asupra acestui gen muzical. Una are în vedere black metal-ul ca o forma foarte specifica de muzica si care trebuie sa abordeze un anumit stil pentru a face parte din acest gen. Cealalta considera ca versurile si ideologia filozofica, politica si religioasa a muzicii au o mai mare importanta în definirea genului decât stilul. Principalii fondatori ai black metal-ului sunt considerati Venom (care erau o trupa de thrash metal, însa au definit conceptual genul prin lansarea albumului Black Metal în 1982), Mercyful Fate, Bathory, Hellhammer, Bulldozer, Celtic Frost si Mayhem. Primele albume care sunau a ceea ce este astazi considerat black metal au fost înregistrarile Bathory de la mijlocul anilor 1980 (în special Under the Sign of the Black Mark). Black metal a evoluat în forma actuala (cunoscuta ca al doilea val black metal, care este mult mai puternic ancorat în teoria muzicala clasica) sub influenta trupelor norvegiene ca Darkthrone, Enslaved, Burzum, Mayhem, Immortal, si Emperor, care au început în stilul clasic, primar, introducând apoi anumite elemente din metalul mainstream si muzica clasica, astfel popularizând tot mai mult genul în rândul unei audiente underground în continua crestere. Influenta acestora se remarca cel mai bine la nivelul imaginii satanice sau pagâne si al versurilor anticrestine sau cu tenta oculta. In Romania scena black metalului este reprezentata de Negura Bunget, Argus Megere, Vokodlok, Ordinul Negru, Codru, Cursed Cemetary, Satanochio, etc. Exista anumite trasaturi specifice genului black metal. Riffuri rapide, cu tremolo. Versuri care au de obicei teme oculte, satanice, pagâne, sau care denigreaza crestinismul ca religie. Aceasta nu e o caracteristica exclusiv black metal, asemenea teme întâlnindu-se si în death metal (Deicide, Immolation, Acheron) sau thrash metal (Slayer). Sunetul chitarei este fie subtire, fie gros, atingând rar zona medie. Productie intentionat de slaba calitate, ca o reactie la comercialitatea muzicii mainstream sau alteori ca o reflexie atmosferica a starii de spirit. Acest efect se obtine taind frecventele înalte sau joase, lasându-le doar pe cele medii. Foarte putini dintre pionierii black metal mai fac acest lucru, deoarece slaba calitate a primelor albume era cauzata în mare parte de bugetul restrâns. Tobe rapide, agresive, deseori se foloseste tehnica blast beat. Câteodata rolul lor este minimalizat, încetinirea acestora contribuind la obtinerea unui sunet uscat, pustiu, de efect în special în ceea ce priveste atmosfera muzicala. Folosirea ocazionala a claviaturii electronice si a harpei, viorii, orgii sau ansamblurilor corale, care confera muzicii o senzatie orchestrala. Formatiile care folosesc aceste tehnici sunt etichetate de regula ca apartinând de black metal melodic. Voce înalta, distorsionata, tipând sumbru. Se foloseste uneori si vocea groasa, joasa, specifica stilului death metal. Atmosfera rece, întunecata, melancolica sau tulbure. Înregistrarea de joasa fidelitate e specifica în mare parte din black metal. Evolutia unora dintre vechile formatii de black metal, adevarati lideri ai genului, a adus o mare schimbare în sunetul acestora, ajungând chiar sa nu mai fie catalogati în genul care i-a consacrat. Un exemplu ar fi Mayhem, formatie a carei cariera e înradacinata într-un black metal influentat de death metal, continuând cu un black curat, în final revenind la death metal. De asemenea, Satyricon a debutat ca o trupa de black metal, însa la momentul de fata cânta un hibrid de muzica industriala. Noile trupe incorporeaza în sunetul clasic elemente atmosferice, date de chitara ambientala, pasaje de clape, orga, precum si alte instrumente. O alta trasatura specifica este folosirea de machiaj tip corpse paint, un machiaj alb-negru, care face purtatorul sa semene cu un cadavru în descompunere sau cu o victima a ciumei, membrii formatiei Immortal se refereau la machiajul lor ca vopsire a fetei în culori de razboi. O alta caracteristica a black metal-ului este utilizarea pseudonimelor, primele formatii care au apelat la ele fiind :Venom (componenta initiala îi cuprindea pe Cronos, Mantas si Abbadon). Exemplele sunt numeroase: Quorthon (Bathory), Darken (Graveland), Euronymous (Mayhem), Goat, Count Grishnackh (Burzum), Fenriz (Darkthrone), Nergal, Inferno (Behemoth), Zephyrous (Darkthrone), Abbath, Demonaz, Horgh (Immortal), Iscariah, Hellhammer, Maniac, Necrobutcher, Blasphemer, Dead (Mayhem), Hoest, Ihsahn, Samoth, Faust, Trym (Emperor), Nattefrost (Carpathian Forest) si altii.

ZYKLON

Hammer Revelation A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold's here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It`s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future. __________ Deduced To Overkill Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call. Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain. It's like putting your life all down the drain. Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope. Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality. An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality. It is where you will be. Existentialism - living hell - condemned to be free __________ Chaos Deathcult Esoteric knowledge about the last of things. My sweet eschatological vision. Foundation for the renewal of the world, immemorial sins, never redeemed. Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again. The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell`s damnation, no man will be perditioned for all time. Where is your millennium? Where is your kingdom of a thousand years? What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness, never again to be set in state. What you see is what you get. Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force It`s your cult, your mission Misery - a necessary evil Sympathy - a tool for fools Death - the ultimate function Mercy - a waste of grace Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did. __________ Storm Detonation Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill-willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, manifested in every fatalistic soul, asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation __________ Zycloned Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. Past without content - life without meaning The New World Inc. executes standardization in a futuristic framework of sterility. Why is everything so constant? Why doesn`t things change? You`ll never be alone again. Patterns of dominant contraception displaying. The New World Inc. deciding your mental agenda. Creations of a disillusioned mind. Never forsake the Providence; the mind-altered herald. Deathlike silence - cyber scenario turns the ego. Inbred conveyer - psychedelic vultures disrupting the social order. Segregation, still no reason to inhale the dirt. No sivilization without stability, no individual equilibrium without emotional equality. Stereogothic void - predestination of being. Psychothronic schizoid - conditioning the future. It`s nightfall and world-wide disinfection. It`s a Zykloned syndrome revealing spirituality as something absent. You`ll never be alone again __________ Terrordrome What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green?. The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who`s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man`s plutonium implosion, wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, portraying man`s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again. __________ Worm World Planetary sickness, the state of the world. Time, Death, God; inbreed overkill altered through decayed moral causing global infection. Compulsion of matter, the remaining part of dreariness and obsolete dejection. Man breeds ignorance and fatality. Empty eyes and a soul forsaken, an intellect like zero, reasons for pandemic genocide. Human trash, wasted flesh, is that what you wanna be? Practise what you preach. In despite of development from chaos humanity has degenerated in relation to the primordial state. Misconception and misinterpretation of values, surrounds you like a mental drape. You stink - that`s how you are. You reek - that`s what you`re at. You are mentally dead - that`s what you`ve become. You are matter without content - that`s what you`re all about. And you thought you were the highlight of the ladder of evolution? No matter if you do your best, it`s still a worm world with you in the middle of the viper`s nest __________ Transcendental War - Battle Between Gods The snake and the deers, corroding on the tree of the world. It`s your symbol of cosmos, axis-mundi. The downfall of the powers, representation unparalleled. Catastrophes of nature, battle between gods, social dissolution. It`s a coming, a second coming. Stronghold of the world in ice and cold. Time of axe, time of sword, a wolf on chase, a world on fire, extinguished only when the land is sinking. Development back to chaos, it`s your illusion, sombody else`s disillusion. An alleged opposition between powers Appearances without masks. No one trying to harmonize latent conflicts. Origin and creation, explanation of the later development. Cosmic model, primordial murder. Irreversible time, a different material foundation. Time is not returning, the new world will rise once and for all.

ZAVORASH

Prophecy Of Zavorash When Our Kind Has Returned To The Valleys When Northern Lights Fill The Skies When The Domain Of Darkness Rises Then All Else Shall Die From The Frozen Realms We Shall Arise Marching Down From The Permafrost Turning Our Swords Towards The Shining Until All Light Is Lost Barbarians From The Land Of Snow And Ice Shall Pilage And Prophane The Bright Paradise Riding Proud On Slaughter Of Battlehorns Forseen Unionship Of Zavorash Universals Of The North Adverseries Of The Weak Ones Through Whirling Storms We Roar The Sons Of Thunders Time Shall Come A World In Fear Bow For Them Before Sent To Kingdom Come We All Their Lifes Condemn "And Then Came The Blast Turbulent Destruction Icicled Oh, How We Laughed Majestic was This Revelation Deadly Pact, Funeral Eternal We Were Swords In This War We Beheld Death And Shivered With Lust We Were The Ones Who Turned The World To Dust" Feel Spiritual Forces Lurking The Woods Under Eons Of Stars Breathe The Winds On The Mountains And Let Thy Visions Fly Far For Alone They Are Mighty Together All Else Falls Enstranged By Dark Fountains In Which Milleniums Call For Strong Unswerwing Riders Glowing Spots In The Night Of Light And For Swords To Be Unsheated When The Time Is Right. Za Vorbashtar Raz Shapog!!! __________ Dying Beneath With Evil In Eye They Arise At Night Spreading Wings Over Moonshine Skies When They Ascend With Winds To Flight Then It Is Time For The Darkened Tide To Arrive Desecrated Domains Dying Beneath Delighted They Spread Death To Acheve A Kingdom Of Bones And Frozen Eyes Ravished Souls Still Tortured In Ice The Vision Is Black With Spots Of Red The Goal Is Death And Sorrow To Dwell And Fear To Strike The Pethetic Breed Complete Evil Is What They Acheve They Will Bring The Divine Sons Head On A Pole Then Multiply The Nails In His Father Then In Mystical Rites Cry And Spread Their Shadows Of Murder I Great Them Also To Give Me Wings They Need Not Seek To Take My Heart Heel To Heel We Will Rise In The Winds To Fly With Glowing Eyes And Crush The Foundations Of Light We See Them As Plague Us As Remedy We Are Streams Of Bloodlust Coming Down Soon To Become A River The Legion Great Them As Allies The World Great Them As Death Blessed By Evil Before The Start Of Time And They Still Rule The Astral Worlds Devestated Dying Lands Beneath Is Not Enough To Their Lust Apeace Thee Might Have Hid In The Light Till Now Now None Shall Save In The Darkened Tide Erased Empires Stand Witness Again Their Offspring Shall Fall Never The Subject Of Forgivness So Laughed At By My Horde Several Melliniums Passed Blindly Behold Now A Dark Dawn Where None Shall Save Where Only Die You May __________ World Rejection Invinsible Hatred I Beg Thee Not To Let Me Free I Wish To Lose Myself In Thy Darkness This Cursed Sorrow Which Lives On In Me Shall Be Hidden Within Thy Sarcasms Let Me Walk The Earth And Trample All It's Life Let Me Be The Last Being Watching All Die Standing Proud In A Life Of Contradictions As I Laugh While I Wish To Cry By My Own Words I Am Forsakened Sinking In Unbroken Patterns Of Rejection Circling Down To A State Of Hate So Pure And True That All Else Fades No Mistakes Made For I Cannot Regret Still A Lie It Would Be To Say I Am Content I Became Truly Evil When All Hope Left And The Present Condition Makes Rage Suit Me Best On A Journey Away From Light And Warmth I Desire To Kill All The Rest I Show No Weakness And I Have None Yet I Wonder What I Gain I Reject The World On Principle And Let My Nihilism Reign I Crave None And Give The Same I Spit On All Which Have A Name I Blame None But Hate Them All Convince Me Wrong Then Convince A Wall For I Have No Soul Or Purpose To My Peace There Are No Doors __________ Releasing The Legion As I Behold The Most Frozen Landscape And Await The Dusk To Pass I Call Upon A Second Age Where Death And Winters Last By Fire By Ice And By Dark Rage We Will The World Into Eternity Cast By Mountains White Under The Moon By The Valleys Yet Unpassed I Swear Myself The Emperor Of The Most Dark Of Paths As I Await The Night To Cloak The World Suddenly I Can Speak The Tongue Of Souls Unheard There By The Falling Sun I Am Granted Wisdoms Known To None My Tears Have Made My Armor Impenetrateble They Have Stained My Path Is Of Darkness In My Sight Pure Hatred Reigns Dark But Yet Enlightened Evil And Yet Just Walking The Land Of Lunar Lights Calm I Enter This Violent Might Convoking Spiritual Oneness With Snow And The Fallen Foe Above And Before I Stood There Glancing Where Shadows Of Fires To Come Were Dancing And I Saw Through These Glimmering Views Of Snow And Frozen Stone A Crack From The Skies To Earth's Foundations Then Opened My Brothers' Gate The Time Has Come To Rise The Banners The Time Is Now To Charge I Shall Stand Where I Should Fall I Shall Charge Where I Should Flee I Shall Laugh Where I Should Cry And Hate Where I Should Love Prepared And Stout I Now Await The Final Dawn Releasing All I Have Worn And Gathered Feeding My Own Flames In The Legion I Shall Come Forth Among Countless Dark Names A Revenge With No Message A Slaughter Before Unseen As I Behold The Most Frozen Landscape And Await The Dusk To Pass I Call Upon A Second Age Where Death And Winters Last By Fire By Ice And By Dark Rage We Will The World Into Eternity Cast By Mountains White Under The Moon By The Valleys Yet Unpassed I Swear Myself The Emperor Of The Most Dark Of Paths As I Await The Night To Cloak The World Suddenly I Can Speak The Tongue Of Souls Unheard Above And Before I Stood There Glancing Where Shadows Of Fires To Come Were Dancing And I Saw Through These Glimmering Views Of Snow And Frozen Stone A Crack From The Skies To Earth's Foundations Then Opened My Brothers' Gate And For The Coming Eons We Now Release The Legion __________ An Oath To My Kind Mesmerizing Whirling Fires In The Night Through Which Visions Of Splendid Nature Is Brought To Sight A World Of Foul Worms Crumbling In Their Filth Burning Themselves Blindly To The Final Hilt I Will Always Remember The Time I Understood That They In Ignorance Spit On Me Would For As Long As I Still Held On To Myself Till Death For I Shall Not Break For Anything Else Feeling The Weakness From Which They Flee Knowing Their Fears I Know All Their Dreams A Child Not Grasping The Meaning Of Mortality Every Being Of Flesh Turns Out To Be Ruled By Ignorantly Ethical Primates My Struggle Will Forever Be A Stillmate Without Pride In A World Not Knowing The Meaning Of The Word I Am Forever The Bringer Of A Simple Truth Unheard Mezmerising Stars Eternities Away Listening To The Silent Symphonies Of The Night Standing Alone Yet Never Lonely Longing For Death Still Celebrating Life Dark I Am In The Eyes Of Others How Does The Blind Make Differance Talking Monkeys Scorning All Truth In Fear I Could Join Them But I Will Never Be Near Borned And Taught By My Kind I Learned Their Aims And Goals Now To Be Scorned And Looked Down On For Their Lies I Disobeyed Disrupting Their Garded Patterns They Fear I Will Break Their Circles And Disseminate Clearness The Weak Fear My Mind So Then Hear My Oath Thou Of My Kind Of Hatred Scorn And Disrespect Behold My Affront To Thy Hierarchies Be Certain I Shall Betray Thee I Abdicate All Unity With The Rulers Of This World For Better Is The Animal Than My Kind And Its Word __________ Return From Grace Zavorash! Wastelands Of Cold, The Deathlike Beauty Memories Stained By The Tainted Blood An Urge To There On The Hillside Gather A Warmass On Our Ancestral Grounds Then Forge Revenge On Those Who Made The Tale Come True Cremate Them On Their Own Fires Judge Them To Fall From This Earth Under The Weight Of Our Steel Let The Altar Crumble By The Winternight And The Icon Burn By Our Hate Let The Gate Be Crushed And Vengeance Dance Like The Blood That Shall Cover The Earth They Came With Words Of Light Our Reply Sung Out By Axe Singing Their Pestful Songs While Life Spills Out Before Them Ancestral Souls Among Us Gather Those Who Watched The Lake Before The Cross Through Mountains And Pinewoods Tales Behold Of The Sin That Sank The North Bringing Us Strength To Kill And Laugh While The Sword Cuts Deep Their Tears Will Never Quench The Firefull Hate Beyond Their Grace For When Sorrow Forces Its Dreadful Stake Through The Heart Of The Spoiled Soul The Dead Will Never Find Their Peace And Souls Again Turn Black Their Lies Fall From Time In A Plague With Countless Fallen Even If They Fear Us With Their Lives They Sealed Their Own Death We Rally Our Banner In The Wind Legioneers To Bring Time To An End May It Be That We Are The Sin But Our Call We Shall Follow The Darkened Blade Through The Heart Of Light We The Faithless Tyrants Covenants Of An Eternal War Kings To Be Crowned By Bloodfilled Rage In Odium Veritas In Odium Veritas We Ride The Cyclone Of Ages, Me And My Ravenous Breed Forlorn Shalt Be Our Fathers, When We Have Reaped Our Seed Captured The Truth In Nothing, Denied The Moral Of Man Turned To The Meaningless Purity, Where Hatred Is Void We Stand Denied, Put Down By Billions, Still It Is Fullfilled These Visions Rule Humanity, Denial Giving Nil The Final Solutions' Virtue, The Final Gift To All Behold The Complete Genocide, Undiscriminating And Cold Scorn, Revered Nihilistic Covenant, Guide Us To Our Reign Malice, Fullfilled Fascism, Kill In Every Gods Name Hidden Among Thee, We Hunt The Debris Of Man And We Behold With Pleasure, Thy Sacred Pillars Turn To Sand Our Dominions Infested, With Light And Its Pestilent Breed Though Cleansed Shalt Be This Empire, Freedom Of Loneliness Acheved Cardinal Hatred, I Am Thine, Cradle Of Atrocities, Thou Art Mine Blessed With Eternal Nothingness, The Void Is My Guide And Sign In Odium Veritas, The Circle Of Wisdom Complete Veritas Odium Parit, And It Grows Still Beyond Even Those Of Darkness, Where Nothing Rules Or Thrill __________ The Superior Creed Long I Searched What The Claim To See, And The Beauty Derived Thereof Asking Why I Felt Like A Menace, To Them - Who Everything Solved My Differences Seemed Racial, Though Ancestors I Then Lacked Until The Orchard Of Mind Opened, And I Stood Completely Aback Empty And Enlightened, I Drank Of The Miracles Torn In The Metaphysical, The Void Became A Creed As I Lost All The Addictions, And Triumphed In Deterministic Rule Propounding World Perversion, In The Eyes Of The Herd No Purity, Except A Tidal Hatred No Sorrow, Though An Ego Degraded And Love... I Miss This False Heaven Let It Embrace, No Meaning Of Life Never Repent, No Meaning In Lies Faith Signed With Crossbones Ecstacy... All Meaning Dies! Insanity, If I By Thee Could Be Characterized But My Laugh Is Not That Of A Madman It Is The Fall Of One To Wise Darkness, If Thee Were To Be My Palfray But With Fiction Even Evil Died Hence I Quashed My Last Hospice This Is The Creed Trancending All Minds, The End Of Malformed Tales Reaching For Every Thought Misbegotten, Feel The Void Of Reality's Nails __________ Dreams For Ingrates All The Limpid Lies Are Tattered, Let This Betoken A Passed Ordeal In Bereavement Of Immemorial Falsehood, Our Heinous Breed Is Revealed Every Feasibility Of Hiding Vanquished, Wheedling And Detraction Exposed As I Heaved These Shackles Of Mine, Then Cured The Ailment Of All Times In Chimerical Fraternization, In Lewd Horrendous Crimes They Ordain The Chronic Miserliness, Shibboleths Of Pure Rhymes Seen As An Impious Urchin, I Shalt Never Be Lionized Displaying The Cleavage Of Benignity, Premier In The Ordinal Of Lies Lingering Immolation Elucidation Of Complete Void Arterial Dissimmolation All In Modesty Foiled Clandestine Yet Flagrant, Man Locked In Gullability Earthbound. Universal, The Thought Killed In Conformity The Preminitions Are Grizzled, In Luscious Hope Forlorn In Vagrancy Voluminous, All Truth Becomes Torn Defending The Presbytery Of Devolution, Militating For A Cause Icebound In Shining Fiction, A Path Of Endless Loss A Maligner They Made Me, Opprobrious They Remain Yet I Have Their Jewel Shattered, Hence It Is All The Same Though Still I Dream... Lingering Desecration Upon All I Wish In The End Genocidal Annihilation May All Gods Descend __________ Human Delirium During Times To Elderly To Be Thought Of, Thirsting I Was So I Drank The Eons Wine Instantly Was I Forlorn In Divine Wisdom, My Grave Was Now Made Centuries Ago Forgotten Was I Now Long Before My Birth, Without Regret I Opened The Gates To Earth Amongst The Stones And Dust Of Battles Lost, I Hunted And Laughed For God I Now Was Though Lost Was I Once Before Reality Was Brought Asunder Dead Was I Once During Times When Lost Were The Poisen Wine But In Strength I Arose And Devoured The Universe And Became My Own Precious Lord And Slave So Rightly I Call Myself The Powered Very Essence "By Which Their Pestilent Prayers Are Formed Life Did Once Teach Me The Most Horrid Of Lessons Though Still, They Fail To Grasp, I Am Not Horned But As All Gods Should I Be Adorned!" I Represent The Denied And Dead Universal Error In Close Parallels I Mock The Worshipped Truth My Shining Aura Is That Of A Great Emperor And In My Chronicles There Is No Sign Of Truce My Names Are Many, Forever I Am Known An Angel, Savior, Whore Or Ruler As I Dance Through The Crippled Walls Of Moral And Damn Only Those Who Speak The Truth I Am Rationalisms' Very Foundation, Still Insanity Is My God-given Name Truth Is For Me Monumental, Still Through Illusions I Reign The Paradox Of My Hybris Is Striking, As I Demand To Be King Of Existence As I Rape And Torture In Blackest Hate, "Mankind, How I Love Thy Contradictive Faith" Yet, But A Humble Slave To The Present Word I Am Yet, I Kneel On The Cold Deaf Stone Though We All Have Errors, Only Others We Scorn For I Am I Creature Of Honor And I Have My Precious Soul The Future Shalt Reap My Crimes "Made Real By A Horde Of Ruling Sheep I Shalt No Death Of Theirs Weep..."

XASTHUR

Xasthur - Doomed By Howling Winds The wind cast a ruin upon my soul. The night is dying, yet we cursed the dawn, each mourning, upon a festering grave. The moonlight has no shine through the doom. The burning corpse of god shall keep us warm in the doom of howling winds For we are a race from beyond the wanderers of night. Nocturnal Poisoning In The Hate Of Battle Heiled in battle again Into the night eternally searching and Fighting to be eternally free And to live in darkness Decaying upon their crosses Light without will (or reason) Seeing only with (holy) blood in our eyes To deny them their empires Take the light from their lives Blinded by their own crying winds Hatred bled onto the soul With a fury to kill Killed brethren Without respect for lives unholy A hatred possessing my soul With a fury to kill So the battle dies in this bleak winter Each death piled in a dark circle And again we’ll return __________ Soul Abduction Ceremony The moon tonight feels my revenge To summon forth my time (of sin) and hate Impaled are their wings Raped is the soul From the bleeding holy womb At one with night, for I’m with death Eyes now bleed In the color and sight of terror The moon tonight screams with revenge I’ve entered your dreams out of fear __________ A Gate Through Bloodstained Mirrors Paint in blood A sigil of death On fading reflections Beneath this night Master of their infernal fears, I take these burning gates... to reign Pass this torch of evil (so I may become) Through the candlelit Bloodstained mirrors... To succumb to the netherworld of Satan. Stare through the eyes of my mirror master, And the mirror stares back into me

WYRD

Heathen Cold autumn rain beats down on my bloodstained face. In the clouded, misty morning sky I see ravens circle my blade now sheated tasted blood just hours before. On the killing fields of honour pride is measured in war On the frozen fields of horror we'll avenge their deeds with our steel! With sorrowfilled heart I walk ahead on my nightly patrol. Sounds of battle still echoing in my mind Reminding me of the night at the coast when we saw the horde of ships closing in on us in the horizon Unprepared we were when they came to shore. Waving their swords, screaming the name of an unknown god. Burned our villages, desecrated our shrines, replaced our old gods with icons of their false faith From behind they sneaked on us like the cowards they are. Forced us to retreat in shame, filled our hearts with pain and rage. You can kill our kin but you can never crush our spirit. The heathenpride in northmen's minds will always remain! Like fire schorced earth we are reborn! With autumns coldest winds we arrive! Proud in our hearts, unchained in our might we are pure heathen wrath unbound! As I awake from my remembrance, one single tear rolls down to my scarred cheeck. I return to our mountain camp the hideaway of the few survivors of their "holy" massacre. We pray for might, our shamans survey the runes we call forth the elements to fight along side us on this pagan cause. We swear an oath to old gods: We will not rest until we find revenge! Until every single soul of those fucking worms sails the black waters of Tuonela Yet even Tuoni would reject that scum, their pitiful souls shall forever be cursed to haunt these woods at night horizon will burn with thousand fires. Swords shall clatter, warcrys echo, steel shall sings it's merciless song in the gloomy autumn night! Meadows shall be covered with blood, foul stench of rotting flesh! Vultures and rats will feast on the corpses of the deceased. Rivers of blood of the fallen warriors, severed limbs lying all around The Gods of War will be satisfied. In the gloomy autumn night! And when the night falls again we proud men of north gather around the bonfires. And in the light of the paganfires we sharpen our swords, saddle our horses and whisper one final prayer to the Gods of War! May the winds hear our cries! May the stars call our names! And when the moon is on the wave we'll ride to victory or ascend to another plane We call forth the archaic forces! Summon the elements! We sing our prayers to four winds! Raise our chalices towards the sky! When the fullmoon rises to sky we ride towards our desecrated village Filled with rage and Ukkos might shouting oaths of battle, singing songs of war. In the name of Ukko we will send them to Tuonis doors! Berzerk we attack steel singing in the light of the moon. Outnumbered we are but filled with heathenpride. One by one, we cut down their troops, swords swinging in the light of the moon. We remove their icons, we crucify their priests to their own crosses, we'll burn their holy scriptures and sink their dismember corpses to the marshes of the proud northern woods. We have returned the pride of this land. For now and forever! Unchained Heathen Wrath! Huldrafolk Ashes Of Man And Oak And Pine Life fades away like the days Autumnal rains sweep the plains Once at one's journey's end So short seem our days The eternal arrow of life Points to one direction only No matter how you try The wheel keeps on turning Flames of life, flames of death Ashes of man and oak and pine Mingle and soar beyond the day Far beyond, north away Into the glacial waters Of the ice cold nothern lakes The flame of life has sunken Deep down below the waves The skyline aflame burning red And the flames caress the stars Like fallen from the skies They mirror from water's placid surface Follow the sun, follow the moon Ashes of man and oak and pine Mingle and soar into the night Far beyond, north away While you live let your spirit soar And your fire burn forevermore As those who crawl Might as well be gone __________ Aijeke Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Enter the Tjorvigard, Holy circle of bones Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Pierce the reindeer's heart, spill the offerings life blood Maijde Aijekik letti, maid verro? Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Blood stains the wooden image as I call forth the gods Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Aijeke, Seide, will you accept this sacrifise? Maijde sjealkak tun stuorra Seide? __________ Pale Forest Hear the tune from the woodlands Ghastly, forlorn Hear the song of the forest Pale, eternal! I carve the runes for the spirits to speak For the ghosts to dance among these trees I chant the spells for the dead to live For the souls to soar among the stars Feel the eyes, staring at you When you are all alone Feel the cold, invicible hands Touching all over you When the fullmoon reaches it's zenith Above this pale and cold forest I enter the circle of bones I recite the rites, embrace the night I call forth the ancient spirits Whom once roared in these woods Once alive, alive once more __________ Huldrafolk From the depths of the gray Marching and singing they came A noble ancient folk Relic from the days of olde These hearts burns with hate These eyes cry from shame From anger, from pain Caused by your sickening ways Long forgotten by mortals Yet forever they have lurked Behind the dread portals Beyond the dimensional gates Destroy! Ravage! We'll put an end to your show Kill! Burn! Christians, jews, all must go! On a dark autumn night, Maybe a night just like this? When the moon is hidden by frozen shroud While humans are sleeping safe and sound They march towards your village Ready for burning and for pillage One by one, the churces aflame They'll cleanse the land, burn your world __________ Misanthrope's Masterplan Hysterical, irrational. Vortex of utter meaningless Black Hole Delirium. Cast into the starshaped void The misanthrope's masterplan, call forth the forces of chaos Witness the fall of the elements, invert the creation Shimmering fluorescent black light, the ultimate reflection Endless dreams of drifting in whir winds of deepest black From the depths of Tuonela the riders arrive Singing the age old song of death That even the most coldhearted dread Darkest manifestations of ungodly beauty, blasphemous, yet divine The sun sets forever, the misanthrope's masterplan __________ The Harvest Day Crush the faith of weakling followers, burn down their filthy shrines Desecrate and mock their petty values, avenge the deeds of history Never forget. Never forgive. I shall haunt you as long as you live Never give up. Never give in. Stand your ground, strike down the enemy 700 years is not long enough, forever itself would not be long enough Recognize the signs in the world? Smell the rage in the air? You shall reap as you have sown. And you have reaped nothing but misery. Vargtimmen Pt.I The Lonely Sea The sun sets below the foam of the ocean And the shore is fast asleep I stood on the mountain and sang When my verses hit the water they were already dead I know where the sun sleeps at night Down in the lonely sea I know where the sun hides at night Up a tall spruce-tree The song vanished behind the pine-trees And the dusk cried it away Below the depths of the ever storming sea My song of something that will never return I know where the sun sleeps at night Down in the lonely sea I know where the sun hides at night Up a tall spruce-tree Struck by your words like stones The grief comes like winters cold, cutting breath I want to turn the sun and the moon from their paths And press the countless stars in my fist I shall curse this world Turn back the sun Turn back the moon I shall curse this world Turn back the day Turn back the night And when I have trampled it all underfoot Smiling I'll turn my back on life I know where I'll sleep tonight Down in the lonely sea And when the dawn has blown upon its fire I'll rest deep below the depressing sea __________ Autumn Summer bleeds its last shades of green To the darkened pool of dead emotions Pond of decayed dreams and withered love Why should I carry on, when all hope is gone? Come the autumn, come the rain Wash away all the bitterness and hate Fall - Come the autumn Fall - Come the rain Carve it to the firs, carve it to the oaks Scream it to the stars, shout it at the world Dwelling in self-pity, in self-caused pain All bridges burnt, the only way is down Come the autumn, come the rain Come the nightfall, welcome death Fall - Come the autumn Fall - Come the rain Fall - Come the end __________ Vargtimmen Enter my innmost night As Pestilence I'll arrive A plague upon your christian beliefs Malignant disease with no redeem A wolf, feasting on the sheeps Black as pitch, cold as ice Traveller of darker paths Vargtimmen Even darkness dims Welcome despair and pain Overwhelming grimness This is my hour! The moon lays hidden Behind the northern gale I am the unseen eyes of thunder The cold, freezing touch of winter's veil An icy breath of melancholy Upon your heart, upon your soul __________ Sad Song Of The Woods Longing, yearning - wisful, dready Plaintive, mourning - woeful, weary Cruel be the wind that carries this tune, Song Clad in mourning veil. Deaf be the ears that it falls upon, Sorrow so overwhelming. Forever and forever more She'll haunt these moors at night Eternally and even beyond She'll dance in the early morning mists In autumn, in summer, in spring In winters chilling wind Over moors and beyond lakes It echoes ever mourning In autumn, in summer, in spring In winters chilling wind Over moors and beyond lakes The Sad song of the Woods Longing, yearning - wisful, dready Plaintive, mourning - woeful, weary Cold be the mind and cold be the soul, Cold as glacial waters in late autumn. Cold be heart that carries such wounds, She grieves, unsilent. Forever and forever more She'll haunt these moors at night Eternally and beyond She'll dance in the early morning mists In autumn, in summer, in spring In winters chilling wind Over moors and beyond lakes It echoes ever mourning In autumn, in summer, in spring In winters chilling wind Between the seasons it echoes The Sad song of the Woods Vargtimmen Pt.II The Wicker Man The rain pours down with pain, dampening the straws of hay Flowing down my face, mingeling with tears Tears of despair and rage, years of emptiness and hate Soon swept away by the flames, mouldering ashes All that remain, is a pile of charred bones Raising dust for the wind to carry far away The rain pours down with pain, yet they sing and dance Floating in a trance like state, bewitched by the chanting Masked faces far below me, laughing mockingly The first torch is lit, soon followed by others This is it now, it will all end, on this solstice's night Flame, come take me, swallow me Oh great nothing, devour me Light it up, burn it down May the gods, accept our sacrifice Flesh to touch, flesh to burn Do not keep the wicker man waiting As flood I'll return, I am your sacrifice Your corps will rot into the fields, you'll famish and starve As plague I'll return, going to destroy your world With fever you'll burn, and I'll save non __________ The Pale And The Dead In the woods not far from here, stands an age old dead tree On a meadow once green, nothing grows now They used to hang people from this oak, or so they legend claims Beneath the shadows of these brances, witches and heretics have burned The ground is dead and stained black with blood, the sorrow of centuries it bears No man, bird or beast dears to wander here Even during daylight hours darkness always seems to be near The soil is poisonous and swarming with snakes Oh, I tell you, it's a cursed place Here meet the pale and the dead, here the most coldhearted will dread The pale and the dead, ghosts from times long gone Relics of past dread, they walk beyond the sun When the night falls, the mist rises from the depths of the dead, cursed soil Damned, forgotten souls, centuries of old, wake from their cursed sleep Of empty eternity The pale and the dead wretched souls that prey on living flesh The pale and the dead, souls unset, forever doomed to haunt The pale and the dead, beyond dawn and daylight the stalk __________ Ominous Insomnia Still Holding on to a memory (of a dream) Clung to a ghost of the past, I am Entangled in a maze (of the self) With no way out ...Alive Tired of the empty promises of a new brighter dawn Tired of all your fucking lies, that you keep preaching on Tired of all the hypocrisy, all the scorn, and double morality Only refuge is in a dream, but the dream always dies An image of a desolate meadow (it's a dream) All black, dead and barren, paints itself unto my cornea (it's for real) I know, I've seen it before ...In a dream, maybe? The drugs don't work anymore, immune to all the pills Too afraid to sleep, too tired to live Can't sleep, the visions haunt me Should I close my eyes, would I dare?, dream, my last sanctuary Now twisted into a morbid nightmare ...Without an end The fever's getting higher, burning inside me like fire The shadows are getting deeper, oh dawn, why won't you come? Tired of being alive, of thinking, of breathing So why not just end it? Right here, right now The sickness burns in my veins, working like a daze Yet I am too scared to end my days __________ Cold, Son Of The Wind How chill is morning, how cold its melody. On a season of withering, when time stands still I listened and the wind spoke to me, I heard the woods sing to me. Reciting poems and myths, from earliest of ages Shadow of a crooked rowan tree, looks more like a bear in sleep Season fades along with its leaves, until one plough day earth covers earth Cold, son of the wind, freeze the winter willows Chill the birch chunks, Cold, son of the wind I listened and the rain whispered to me, I heard the streams murmur my name. Shared their timeless wisdom, a cruel tale of nature unveiled Until one plough day earth covers earth __________ Ghost Of Winter The pathways in hiding I trudge, a mere wanderer am I Philosopher, soul of songs, naked, ragged and torn Treasures of kings bear no meaning for me, your morals and laws are not for me Through the air, on wings unseen, arrive my treasures, unmeasured Like a ghost I glide from shadow to shadow At the edges of your known world, in your dreams I hide On wings of winds, like a ghost of winter I breath my cold of thousand yesterdays Someday the whole world will know: Misanthropy is not phase And where I go, you can't follow

WURDULAK

Ceremony In Flames At One With The Beast Storming the gates of creation stained glass shatters destroy the sacred scrolls ending the myth of paradise Devour the righteous unarmed and pitiful no mercy for the weak slaughter of the innocents Temples Crumble wisdom set ablaze see the world burning through serpent eyes Cast the shadow in a land with no light apocalyptic reigning At one with the beast __________ Satanic Utopia Tortured cries echoes of the sadist gathering strength evoking eternal fear Battles won through holocaust dreaming of kingdoms left unconquered Eviscerated bodies crippled and killed blood splattered steel a testament to will A smoldering of faith bittersweet tasted of siege the spoils of victory exited among christian Sacrifice __________ Cauterizing The Wounds Of Christ Beaten whipped and tortured nailed upon the cross halo of thorns driven deeper no pity for the son of god To die for nothing suffering in vain sins aren't forgiven forever burning in your name Cauterizing the wounds of christ Nothing to gain or inherit persecution only lasts so long faith grows weaker the meek are never strong To die for nothing suffering in vain sins aren't forgiven forever burning in your name Cauterizing the wounds of christ __________ Containment Of Inferno Hold to the major stance misled people will be given no chance food for vultures, prey for wolves shattered and ripe, hear their calls Containment of inferno, night of sword a gallows in function, all for your lord jesus is dead, killed by my will a grip that by all means was created to kill Black current trinity naturalistic satanic consistency no liberation for the holy man there is no such thing as a praised land Channeling of equent hate ultimately opposed at any rate god-given confinement is due it will surely kill you and your breed too __________ Buried Beneath Perversion Piercing the mind's eye at last a perfect thought enter those of vacant morals breaking the will of men once thought of as invincible corrupting the purist form essence turning it against it's master Never again to be owned or enslaved expanding into new horizons gather in unspeakable numbers outstretched arms assembled now the answer is clear acts of contrition left behind buried beneath perversion __________ Ceremony In Flames Sacrificial offering drapped in holy shrouds 13 candles blazing conjuring fiendish terror Born into nothingness a parasite arrives capturing the pain of faith bound and gagged Through the maze of deceit the true face of god is revealed a beauty in knowing his touch offering a hand into freedom Caressed by solitude a plague of desire absorbing two thousand years unleashing human restrictions __________ Chosen Below Born of the jackal blessed by sin worthless servant, abandoned unseen hands embrace from the sky I can hear hell (calling) Upon the altar cast in stone I invoke the coming of gods I concede to whore's desire I am the waiting Born of the jackal blessed by sin I foresee the coming of the end I can feel the cold touch beyond Burnt by the sun for touching god branded evil mark of the beast I am the one chosen below __________ Gospels Of Depravity Breathe into my mind breed inside my flesh be one of my kind die if you neglect I am the electric gene one who should detect the rotting skin of sin your eternal defect Prototype messiah disgusting creature abandoned teaching the false gospels I shall be your depravity In my hands you're dead, dead although you're still alive part of my existence cancer of earth Die, die, die I shall not let you

WOODS OF INFINITY

I-20 Worship Us The day withdraws with shadows frame And dusk has draped the cold domain An echo fed by mountain walls A cry of longing - Nightly Calls! We are those of the nocturnal Darkness breeds in our day Travel roads of which forgotten Dare to cross the ancients way Thousand paths away Worhip us, for yet we shall not slay That which belongs to us We guard the flower as the seed __________ Silence After War I am a northern warrior of dark and ancient past And I won´t end this war until I am the last Cause I swore to Satan that none would see me fall That none would see me fall... With my sword and with my spear I make them live in fear And when the day that they come here They will whish that they could disappear The weaklings just pray for their lord As I crush them with my sword Children and woman do the same as I kill for revenge In Satans name Battle after battle won, still I want more I might though be satisfied as I kill the heavens Whore I can see the blood covered ground from far up mountains tall I can feel my darkheart pound as I enter the mountains hall Now I need silence Silence after War No one will bother me Bother me no more... __________ Render God Mindless ghouls - arroused, betrayed By light bewitched (that once they preyed on) Twilight - In twilight born In twilight seething - worming under our feet Oh, how my eyes will blaze with glee As I crush them with stone-cold tyranny On their beloved crucifix Three symboly engraved - 666 Dark One, your time has come Each battle won is a cloud on Jehovas sky Dark One, take down the sun And just for fun, throw ir right in the makers eye Bow down and hail - it´s our new world For years untold - bow down and wail From hell we came - and hell shall be Eternally Your backs will bend to whip and fail Satan, Your time has come Your will be done, crack the earth, whip and scorch the sky Satan, I am your son Each battle won is revenge for their filthy Lie ...HAIL SATAN...!

WINTERBLUT

Der 6. Danach Natastaria Kosmos Gefangen in der Ewigkeit klopfe ich an seinem Sarg jeder Stern war sein Krieger dahinter verbirgt sich endlose Dunkelheit Wie Tage zuvor, als ich bei ihm war und für ihn las, in Einsamkeit nur langsam öffnet sich mir die Ewigkeit um wieder zu erlöschen Alles wiederholt sich, und doch ist es dieses Mal anders ich kenne die Gründe für sein Fernbleiben warum er sich hinter Sternen verbirgt im Natastaria Kosmos... Der Schein trügt nicht, er spricht durch mich von der Ewigkeit gefangen, von Hinterlist befreit jeder Stern ist sein Auge, wie Unendliche vor mir, trage ich sein Erbe zu einer neuen Blüte der Einsamkeit Nacht, Nacht, Nacht Ich bin bereit, um im Natastaria Kosmos ein paar Mal zu sterben, Denn so soll es sein... Sagt er! __________ Wie ein Sturm des Zorns In meinem Seelengrab trockne ich dahin und warte und warte... Ich schreite durch verbrannte Welten von Feuer 'gen Himmel erbaut symbolisiert die eine den ewigen Tod nach ihrem ewigen Leben Kommt hier mein ewiger Tod wir vereinen uns wie Blut und Feuer Oh, Götze der Nacht, geschmickt mit Satans Pracht Dann warte ich wieder in Trockenheit, Stille umgibt mich Schwärze fesselt mich in die Kälte meines Grabes Über mir ziehen Heere gefallener Engel vorbei und klopfen an leere Särge wollen sie auch zu mir? Doch mein Warten gilt ihr bis sie mich holt Natastaria, Träne der Nacht Perle des Hasses Lanze der Wut Dehmut meines Grabes Meine Wächter werden ungedultig sie pflastern Deinen Weg mit Feuer bis Dein ritt sich dem Ende neigt und Du hinab steigst So war auch mein Ritt auch Schmerzen geschundener Seelen Flug durch die Ewigkeit Odysse durch ein Meer von Blut Serpentine über Berge von Knochen... Der Tag wird kommen wie ein Sturm des Zorns und vernichtet Hoffnung wie ein Dorn Meine nächste Vision war grau nur Tränen und Trauer Tod und Zerstörung mehr Blut als Tränen Es war alles rot Es war mein Tod __________ Sein vorletzter Neumond Allmächtig schaut er auf uns herab seine Zeit läuft langsam ab der Tag ist bald gekommen er scheint nicht zu entkommen Wollen wir uns beobachten lassen vielleicht werden wir sie ewig hassen lassen wir ihn nicht länger warten es stand in der Toten Karten Die Zeit verstreicht bis zu meinem Ende ich weiß, ich sterbe durch seine Hände bis der nächste mich traurig ablöst ich war nicht bei Neumond erlöst War es wirklich heute, mein letzter Tag ich liege doch schon in seinem Sarg __________ Ihre Schatten zu sehen Vor ihrer Anwesenheit zu erschrecken übermächtig blicken sie mich an ich weiß genau, was sie jetzt von mir wollen Jahrtausende liegen zwischen uns und doch sind wir uns gleich Auf emporgestreckten Armen getragen den Weg von einer Kerze geleitet von ihren Stimmen von ihren Augen Wie Jahrtausende vor mir das Graue gesehen durch ihre Augen in mir selbst, durch Euch Leichenstandard Das Lied vom Sterben ...und es wird fließen wie ein Strom des Todes Meine Ankunft an dem Platz der Ort der weiten Sicht ein letzter Blick über mein Reich ich grüße Euch, meine Wächter Der Drang wird stärker, ich sage mein Lebewohl und fange an Langsam tropft das Blut herab - Tropfen für Tropfen gebieterisch fließt das Blut hinab - und bahnt sich seinen Weg Umgeben vom roten Boden stehe ich still und träume von der Reise ohne Wiederkehr Nebel schleicht sich an mir hoch und bringt mir die Gewissheit, er ist mein Hirte, es ist bald vorbei Der erste Tropfen wird alt und entfernt sich immer mehr vom jüngsten und von mir ich werde leichter, mein letzter Gruß ich sinke zu Boden, mein rotes Waldbett Jetzt in mir zusammengesackt Der Teufel sei mein Hirte __________ Wächter der Stille Die Pracht der Zerstörung ziert den Ort der weiten Sicht durch Generationen und Ebenen der Glanz der Wut schimmert an seinen Toren diese Brücken sind alt, sehr alt Bewacht von Einsamkeit und Stille auf diesem Grund sahen Tausende gerüstet für die nächste Ewigkeit zieht er leise vorüber... Der Ritt durch die Nacht war endlos Das Schicksal zieht seine Kreise alles kommt, wie es kommen muß die Ewigen wachen leise und der Gestrige kam zu Fuß Der Schleier des Vergessens zieht nicht an ihm vorüber die Schatten... leise dieser Ort hier macht sich frei Das nächste Mal wird ewig so weit wie ein Schatten fällt die Ewigkeit wird einsam unberührt von der ersten Welt Tage verschwinden zu Schatten Nächte zu Einsamkeit Leben glänzen wie Blässe nur seine Wächter harren bereit... Wie Riesen ragen die Wächter der Stille aus der Unterwelt empor und trotzen dem Vergessen wie Ewigkeiten davor! __________ Heimlich, still und leise Fragende Blicke, wie leere Stühle im Raum suchen nach einem Ziel, einem Fixpunkt, doch wie soll das nur gehen, in einem Raum ohne Wände Warten um zu warten, dursten um zu dursten Anonyme Spiegelbilder tauschen sich mit mir aus, sagen mir den Grund grundlos zu warten das Erscheinen des Nichts wird wahrscheinlicher, doch nichts scheint hier wahr Jedes Mal aufs Neue, um das Gleiche zu erleben das Erlebte wird gleich, um es gleich wieder zu vergessen Die Stunden der Augenblicke werden langsam und brechen in sich zusammen Die Tropfen der Ewigkeiten bäumen sich auf und deuten auf mich Wo bleibt meine zweite Ewigkeit? der Speer meiner Seele Ich warte auf die Trockenheit bis jene erschrecken, die sie geholt haben, eins wird zu neun Das Spiel beginnt aufs neue... Ich warte ohne Stühle, ohne Schächte, was vereint war, bricht auseinander, doch die Stimme ertönt weiterhin und führt auf falsche Fährten Heimlich dreht sich das Rad weiter still wirft der Raum auf mich seinen Schatten leise balle ich meine Faust ...meine Ewigkeit komme!!! __________ Der Ewige und der Gestrige Alles neigt sich dem Ende zu ewige Träume in ewiger Ruh Ich spür' es förmlich, ich kann es seh'n wie meine letzten Tage nun vergeh'n Alle Tage werden gleich meine Welt ohne Schatten, sie ist so bleich Frost in meiner Seele mich erfaßt jedes Licht ist leichenblaß Alle Gefühle von mir verlassen um bald den letzten Entschluß zu fassen Abschied von meiner letzten Welt meine Seele in die Tiefe fällt Zweifel an meinem eigenen Schatten als meine Tage noch Sonne hatten trügt der Schein der hellen Welt in mir keine letzte Träne fällt Alles neigt sich dem Ende zu bald gibt es für mich endlich Ruh ich weiß, wofür das Warten war ... __________ Dem Ende aller... Heimlich, still und leise bricht der Winter in den Platz herein Ein Schleier des Schweigens hüllt sich um meinen Körper Kälte... Verdammt jede Wärme. Ein kurzer Aufschrei, es war bereits vorbei, viele Hindernisse starren mich an, doch ich trete an, ein vorletztes Mal, drei starre Blicke zum Himmel, unsere letzten Schreie, es gibt kein zurück heimlich tränkten wir den Weg mit Blut, fremdes Blut still gedenken wir unseren letzten Momenten leise breitet sich Unheil aus Fragen, auf die wir kein Antwort wissen wollen, wir haben bereits gelebt... Der Weg führt unter den 3 Schluchten hindurch __________ Mondgedanken Leichenblaß , sein ewiges Gesicht Tiefste Nacht, ein fahles Gesicht Ein Schleier des Vergessens schleicht und jedes Gefühl der Kälte weicht Und Frost des Winters Hauch tötet jedes Leben auch Des Winters Fürsten sich erheben lassen das Klopfen der Wälder erbeben Unmut, des Mondes Segen läßt in Nester Zwietracht legen Verbreitet ist das Ergreifende läßt ewig warten auf das Heilende Durch die Lüfte reiten um die Ewigkeit zu geleiten Promo 2000 Die Krücken, das Irrlicht Ich liege nicht ich sitze nicht ich bin einfach nur da Aber für Euch nicht Ihr seht Leere Nichts Nur Einsamkeit Alles scheint verloren keine Wände an denen man sich halten könnte nur Ecken im Raum Ich bin Euere Welt ohne mich seid Ihr ohne Ziel die Krücken das Irrlicht in der Sonne Warum dreht Ihr Euch nicht meine Ecken sind unendlich Ich war schon ohne Euch da Ihr habt mich nie gezählt sondern erzählt wie ich zähle Ihr merkt nicht meine Anwesenheit Ihr merkt nur meine Abwesenheit Warum Ich halte Euch fest bis ich mich drehe Es geht gleich WEITER Ich bestimme Euer Schicksal nicht Es ist mir egal ich bin auch jedem egal mich kennt niemand... NIEMAND!!! __________ Am 32. September Schatten verfolgen mich ich drehe mich um und lache sie aus sie wissen nicht wer ich bin ein Stern im Kosmos der Steine meiner Worte ein Zittern durchdringt sie als ich meinen Blick auf sie richte alles beginnt sich zu drehen aber nicht nach links oder rechts, oben und unten warum hören sie meine Schreie nicht ich wußte doch schon alles vor ihnen als gestern noch heute war alles... Ich wünsche ihnen alles Liebe aus dem Ende sie wissen nichts doch drehen sich der erste wird blass blasser als ich es jemals sein werde der Triumph des Verwelkens erfasst meine Füße Mein Lachen dreht sich zu Hohn wieso seht ihr mich nicht mehr wer steht denn jetzt noch hinter mir wieso ich und nicht der Rest Wände bauen sich hinter mir auf aber dort kann ich mich nicht mehr anlehnen meine Narben verschmelzen mit ihnen rot und trocken Fanfaren wickeln sich um meine Gäste doch ich habe keine mehr ich habe (sie) aus Langeweile gegessen die Runden werden kürzer und die Wege trauern um mich Vergessen sie mich oder drehe ich mich jetzt um? Keiner weiß mehr wer er war, das Tragen beginnt zu weinen Weinen Angst Macht Fallen

WIND OF THE BLACK MOUNTAINS

Sing Thou Unholy Servants Forcefed Into Blasphemy The air is black, gazing at your stone cold forest In near reach, dazed staring down at nothing Wondering what you must see They pray for your salvation I know your true destiny Sitting by a root of life Branches grasp my soul Praying hands mean nothing to me! Satan whispers Heed your blood to me, I shall give you eternal life Flames spitting forth their movement I stare, wanting your powers The forthcoming mist Lying in a field of tear Unconscious hatred black my mind Why! Why! Faith is for the weak, faith are lies And give Satan your full mortal lives! Rape religion __________ An Autumn Evening (Darkness Crave) I see around me, the sunset so grey Stretching their shadows, so far away Beneath the cemetary, my footsteps tread Lie low and alone, the silent dead Beneath the ground, beneath the mould Forever dark, forever cold, demons rape Immortal souls As they laugh, the night is born Strike down christ, with mournless blows An autumn evening, darkness shall crave An autumn evening, Satan has slain christ I dream of those who are no more Sweet darkness, are you there soul Demons of hell, I see you again As hanging children's arms, weep in pain In the fiery fields, place my blackened soul In his narrow cell, forever reign And shed a tear of blood upon my coffin From each fallen drop brings me my Darkest autumn! My darkest fuckin autumn __________ Adversary (Taste Of Forsaken Desire) Black hearted Adversary demon of sodomy Grant me your sweat of your winged body My desire to fuck you is oh so arousing As I make thee young angels watch in lust Oh whore of the night I shall take your Soul in fiery vein my venomous cock penetrates Tampered places many have gone my worthless darling Hope to see you when I return back my love Beside my throne sits a whore Submissive cunt cum to me and explore Your forbidden desires (let the blood orgy begin) As the stiffed demons dance around the priest Of a dark distant (the dark distant air!) Ridden coven witches stir their disease ridden cauldron black Sickening secretion fills the gallowed Hallways of immortal suffering cunt worshipping slut One of the chosen few come forth and strip your skin Show me your true form cloven hooves of power (run) Shall rule the world Adversary __________ Rite Of Darkness (Bathory Cover) Crusted blood on altar black The rite of dark is done The semen burn in sacred flames The witches sing their song The night is filled with joyous laughters Orgy of the damned Prepare for sacrifice by death On my command Infernal eternal With the power in our veins The rite of darkness Candles glow with strength and glory Blind the eye of sun Demons rings the sabbath bell The rite of dark is done Naked bodies form the circle Flesh and lust collide Warm blood float and torrent faster The wounds stand open wide Sorcery blasphemy Recite the words of spell The rite of darkness Deeds of Hell __________ The Shadow (Hill Of The Horned Goat) Cold and black, the night shall be Naked bodies filled with lust I proclaim in my master's name Receiving poor souls from which I take Hatred for god, you all will follow me Satan's disciples, I will set you free In the feast of darkness I shall feed upon your weakness The shadows are cast upon the hill Hill of the horned goat Where joy forever dwells, hail horrors Hail infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time The mind is it's own place And itself can make a heaven of Hell A Hell of heaven... Better to reign in Hell than to serve in heaven

WINDIR

Sóknardalr Sognariket Sine Krigarar Her inne mødlo Fimraite å aorøya e framtii sine krigara, uredde å stålte e rai klar ti å drepa, fø gudadn dai alt vi gjera. Laia ao krigaren so atte ha vakna, laia ao han so alder kan daua, laia ao han so ska herska, han so ha våre i aitt me mørke. Drepa ska rai gjera, hødla ska rai verta, ti gudadn ska rai ofra slik at udødelege verte mi. Svikaradn so teke vaor era ska krigaradn drepa gjera, svikaradn so spåtta vaor gud ska krigaradn ofra itte tur. Fø krigaradn vi alder gløyma da dai kristne ha prøft å gjåyma, da mektigaste rike nåkensinne, so no ska råysast me ra sterkaste hate i gudadn sitt minne. Dai neste tusen aori e vaor, fø svikaradn ska rai vera følde me krig, hat å taore. Krig... Hat... Taore... __________ Det Som Var Haukareid Håyrde nåke so i skogen va, ondra meg pao kå ditta va, I skjine ao maon va ra nåke eg saog, nåke so leea seg i skogen vaor. Traska ondrande opp fø å sjao ken da va. Da vakkje nåken, men nåke ra va. Eg kjende ri va rar, men utn å kjenna. Eg håyrde ri va rar, men utn å håyra. Eg saog ri sto rar, men utn å sjao. Eg følde instinkte å innøve eg for. Ke konne ra vera, Haukarei va vaor? Kår ai gran va so sjeli ti førfedredn (mi føle kårt ait skritt du teke) Kårt ait kratt va so ai prøva (tanke å sinn e dá ain ao vinne) Kårt ait glimt ao maon va so nye visdåm (visdåm e makt) Kårt ait bøks va so å utvia herredøme å maira ska ru fao). Itte ai stond eg stågga fø å sjao, her va alt eg konde dråyma om å fao. Ditta vakkje Haukarei eg va vande me å sjao, men ait rike eg no skolde fao. __________ Mørket Sin Fyrste Vis ikkje nåde o'store herre, slik vait ikkje bedre, anger å graot, onde e an gudadn si makt. Me sverd me øks å hammarslag ska rai alder mair sjao ljøse ao ain dag, gjønoppstao ska vaort mektiga rike å ra ska'kkje spåttast ao rai so ha svike. Ain haim å ait fålk, ait rike å ain herskar. Treffe mi pao ain kristen fant mao han ofrast me ain gaong. Fø her ekkje ra plass ti svikara, dåmmedag mi venta pao, krigara Dåmmedag __________ Sognariket Si Herskarinne Saognarike si herskarinne e krigarn å herskarn si kvinna. Svikara vi ho ikkje ha i si ver, daira liv ska enda me øks å sverd. Håyr pao hinna vise ord, krigarn e nåk stålte ao ho. dai kristne svikaradn kan'kkje skaonast før rai stålte krigaradn mao ain evig kamp førast. Gudadn staor i ain mørke skogge, ain skogge so store å vie. Herskarinnao mao allti sine vise ord gji fø svikaradn vi allti prøva å øydlaiggja. helvetes sjøga, fy faen fø ei stramme fittegjais da e ao deg! Ska pula deg i brunauga so røvaskomme spruta... sjøga! Men ain mao allti hoksa pao at kvinnfålki pao ai an sia staor å ran stålte krigarn si råyst mao å ska allti stao høkst. __________ I Ei Krystallnatt Ai jenta gjikk i krystallnatti, hinna skjede so raine å uåpna. Hinna haor blafra i ran kalde vindn I maonaskjine saog ho ljøse ao vegen. Vegen ti han ho fann. Ain stålte å staute strismann. Daira liv skolde no førainast i ai flåtte krystallnatt. Snyen laog so kvite å fine Gudadn viste seg i maonaskjine. Gudadn teke seg ao rai baiggje å om strismann' skolde faidla. Unga ska no veksa opp i ait rike so staut å stålt __________ Røvhaugane I mødlo fjedl å fjora. staor krigaradn, mi ekkje tjora, Røvhaugadn. Mi staor pao vaor åfferplass, komma ska rai gudadn her oppao Røvhaugadn. Lyden ao klinkande sverd gjere oss ti menn, skjyedn bryte, onde makte skjyte mot Røvhaugadn. Mi ska ta neste horisont, blo ska fødrivast me blo Røvhaugadn. __________ Likbør Bondn før oppstaobeel aolaina han for, ottamaole ra va å aovabøre sto. utn styvingen fø i huga han va, sjao jite budkapen pao Flo. Fram om Flatadn han komen va, ai bøsele folkafer han skimta. Ittekårt dao han skjøna ke so va pao fere, hildt han seg fø bringao å ba ti vaor Herre. Ai likbør va pao veg. Bondn ondrast ken følgje fø va, dao børi kom nerare fekk han svar. Oppi kjistao laog grandn sin far, likblainke, velstelde, daue han va. Bondn taig om dinna hiska hendingi, skolde verkle dauen ta grandn sin far? To nete gjikk å bondn fekk svar, fø ve kvelda feetabeel henta dauen grandn sin far. Likbøri stemde. Faren va daue Arntor Arntor, Ein Windir Da va i Kaupanger syslemennedn hildt ti, han Ivar Dape å ain svikar ti. Han Sverre Sigurdssån dai sverga ti, henta inn skatte, aojifte å maira ti. Støao ti Saongdøledn va'kkje hjao svikaren Kong Sverre, men han Magnus Erlingssån berre. Han Kong Sverre va redde fø å møssa Sågn, ti Magnus dan ekta kongssån. Like før Jol i edlevaaottitri, kravde syslepakke ekstra yting, ti jolavaisla fø seg sjøl å nåken i. Blobade skolde trast skji. Arntor frao Kvaole i spissen, me Isak Torjilssån, sønedn has Arnjeir prest, Gaute å Karlsshåve. Dissa staute karadn, Saogndøle, Aisbyggje å Kaupaongsmenn, gjikk mot syslepakke kvitmessedag. Arge å fodle ao hat. Eplekjekke Ivar Dape ba om grid, Arntor å karadn lyste ut krig. Itte at øks om håve has svinga, va'kkje da mykje grid atte i bringao. Aover midnatt va mannadrape, pao tjuvpakk å kjeltringa, svaiti å han Ivar Dape aover. Å Jol da vart i Saogndal __________ Kong Hydnes Haug Yst i ran mektige Norafjorn, frao gudn Nor si ti. Yst i Lomeldi, heimsta Slind vart 'a pao Hydneshaugen i ran sista helfti ao ra fjera aorhondra lakt ain haug før ain windir. Ai mannalaonge kjista ao stain so alder breste. I kjistao ve hass høgre sia ait laongsverd laog, ai spenna ao bråns kappao hass hildt, Ve fotendn to lairka me bisk. Utafø kjistao ve venstre gavlvaiggj, to spjut laog klar, håve vendt mot vest. Alt ti feri... Men i førra aorhondra ottao børja, uvitande menn me hoga fø jor, rødde vekk fjortan aorhondra sjilefri i trihondra børe me stain. Uvitande dai va om ottao, gudadn sitt raseri skapte. Dan ivigvarande ottao so framleis herska haimst i Slind dan dag i dag. Dar e ai bysle stemning, ait mørke follt ao kjainsle, guda so kan ta frao reg da ain traingje meste, ait sinnelag. Framleis ha maonge otta før å ferdast mødlo Saoknardalr å Laikvangir itte kvelda fitabil. Kong Hydnes haug... __________ Svartesmeden Og Lundamyrstrollet Svartesmien budde pao Bjeddla i Saogndal. Da va dai daga dao ra draiv trådl i adle grende, or haug å hamra, adle staa i frao, å gjore jabnast ubya. Some hadde tihelde aolmannavegen å skremde live ao farande fålk itte aodaga; da felaste ao dissa va Lundemyrstrodle so hildt seg pao Londamyri midt i tjokkaste bøgdi. Svartesmien aotte ait trållsverd, Flusi nabne va. So hende da ain laurdagskveld at han etla seg pao utfer. Han stelde seg, stakk Flusi i slirao, tok ni bakkadn å følde vegen haim onde londadn dar han hadde myri framføre seg. Ho skjain å blainkte i maonaskjine. Å no saog han Londamyrstrådle so laog å sov, styggjele stort å hadde braitt seg midt ut yve myri. Men dao rann sinne i svartesmien, aotte han makt å sverd, so fekk han no råyna daim bi gjera ende pao uvite. Darme raiv han Flusi å rik staole rett i bringao pao ra. Dao vakna fodla trådle å skvatt opp, da vrai seg onde styngjen å fraista kvitta seg me sverdet. "Stikk å drag" skraik trådle å tainkte å fao Svartesmien ti å dra sverde aott seg atte. "Lat staonda so staind ti maondags" sa smien, å darme drog han vegen sin viare ti sjøs. No laut trådle ti. Dao Svartesmien for haimatte, va ra daudt, å so stakk han Flusi i slirao. Men dao åpna ra seg tri porta hiti Låftesnesfjedle, å utao dai urde å krauk ra trådl, smaoe å store. "No e bestn daue, no e bestn daue!" skraik rai. So kom dai å tok Londamyrstrådle mødlo seg å drog ra me aover fjorn å inn igjøno ran støste portn. Dar kvark trådlatye. Siao lit portadn seg atte, å fjedle gjåymde ra skremlige følgje i faonge sitt. I laonge tie ittepao ottast fålk å fara her, å helst om kveldadn. Da blainkte so onderle rao nire pao myri i maonaskjine. Skrymsledn råyvde seg, å ri tyktest håyra trådlaskrik gjøno daln. Kan henda trådli va attekåmne. __________ Kampen Føste gaongen di kom va ra med kvite krist å kråss, maonge ao åss nekta å ta imot dinna bysle krist, men nåken ao åss svikta. Jor å stidling i stan før haidn skjikk. No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot kristne fanta. Torshammaren vart knuste, irstatta me ain kråss. Sjonging ao tona, irstatta me bysle or. Bloting føbåe, irstatta me gustineste. Håvi vart brende, irstatta me kjørkje. No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot kristne fanta. Dan andre gaongen di kom va ra so bedrevitara me sokadla konnskap. Maonge ao åss nekta å verta so byfanta, nåken ao åss svikta. Status å innpass i stan før sont bondevit. No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot byfanta. Hauga å vådla føsvinde, store bygj å bue. Spraoke vaort vert utvatna, ao ti å, i ti e. Bjor å laug, ti søte vin å rapavatn. Fjøsbrok å trisko, ti vie brøke å tåskne sko. No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot byfanta. __________ Saknet Mørke spaigla mine kjainsle, men da e ait hål i spaiggedl. Ait hål so ikkje enda, akkorat so sakne i sjeli mi. Håle e so sakne i sjeli mi. Sakne e so håle, endelaust... Sakne itte nåke inårmt so eg hadde, da eg hadde va lika stort so sakne, inårmt... Eg lika smerte, men eg lika ra igentle ikkje... Eg skrike, men eg skrike igentle ikkje... Eg dåyr, men eg dåyr igentle ikkje... Eg sakna... Fø meg e mørke so dagen fø deg å ri andre. Fø meg e dagen so mørke fø deg å ri andre. Fø meg e skrike so lattern fø deg å ri andre. Fø meg e dauen so live fø deg å ri andre. Dystert da e, å tainkja slik, dystert da e, å vera slik, dystert da e, å liva slik, dystert da e, eg lika ra slik... Dystert e ra å dystert ska ra vera. Mørt e ra å mørt ska ra vera. Ont e ra å ont ska ra vera. Sakne e rar, men da ska rar ikkje vera... Da ain ikkje bør gjera e da eg sakna meste, da ain ikkje bør saia e da eg sakna meste, du skjønna kå eg maina, da e deg eg sakna adle meste... Da eg ha møst ha saora, da vi'kkje bedra seg me aori. Da ha berra våre ont, å sakna ha våre tongt. Smerte, no lika e'ra... Skrik, no skrike eg... Dau, no dåyr eg... Sakn, eg sakna reg... Eg dåyr fø'ra eg sakna... Å eg sakna itte dauen... 1184 Todeswalzer Dying with sorrow not in hand Welcoming my gods, an equal I am A travel awaits before me Encircled as a God, dead as a man, An era has now ended, but a new era will come While my destiny fulfits itself I glance at the world with wisdom from the end My efforts will now be rewarded as I enter Kingdom Come My hate will now get fatal for those that disapproved me once With my misanthropic these soon brought to life I'll see an definite end for week, feeble minds As I die I'll go further, further than any other man To obtain powers and wisdom as a God from the other end My death will be revenged with fury of the damned My eternal life will be praised by the gods at the end __________ 1184 Sumaren elleve hundre og åttifira gjekk kong Sverre til harde motåtgjerder Drapi på han Ivar Dape med prest og følgje fekk hate større Det største slaget i borgarkrigen skulle no trast finna stad Horder av menn i brynjer med sverd ville enda opp i mannadrap Ingen ante at bragdi hans Arntor kunne slike følgje få Ved Hagastrondi på Fimreite låg Sverre sin flåte på fjortan skip Med mål å ramma Sogndal bygd, kvar ein gard skulle brennast ned Krigaren Arntor gjekk viljugt i strid for å sikra hans ætt evig grid Gudane ved hans side og han Magnus med hær og skip Utan sidestykkje Eit voldsomt mannadrap Ein eim av daud, fjorden raud Svart, svart slag Blodhemn rådde millom Magnus og Kong Sverre Deira strid om Noreg si trone enda med Magnus sitt fall med tvo tusen mann Svikaren Sverre slost ikkje han So i tøs han iakttok slaget frå land Krigaren Arntor gjekk viljugt i strid kom alder Attende døydde for grid Dag lei mot kveld Ætti fekk vita Arntor såg gudane so ein ekta windir For å sikra hans ætt evig grid må krigaren gå viljugt i strid __________ Dance Of Mortal Lust Mistress of beauty come dance with Me Let your soul into my obscurity Walk with me through the fields of fire I will fulfit your utter desire Feel the passion, enjoy the thrill Release the fear, follow your will Come to me and confide your trust Join me in this dance of mortal lust A veil of darkness cloth the mountains The sun demises in red reflections I look at you with lustful intension As my heart pounds with beastly affections The chill of night don't make us cold We embrace each other so intense We walk through nocturnal landscape And inhale this diabolic ambience This world belongs to us This is our paradise This world belongs to us This is where weakness demise All the fantasies of my wicked mind All the secrets locked up inside Will find their way and bloom at night When you come with me to my forbidden site Come take my had and walk with me Let me show you our infinity Where lust burns and the beast awakes Let me guide you to my diabolical self This world belongs to us This lustful disguise This world belongs to us This is where evil arise How does it feel to lose control? How does it feel as I steel your soul? How does it feel as I make you undress? How does it feel as I ravage your flesh? An empty expression as your face turns blue Your beauty has paled now that I am through with you Your screams are silent, your prayers won't be heard The circle is complete as you become dirt. __________ The Spiritlord It is he who holds the power It is he who reflects the will It is he who reigns the masses It is he who urges to win It is he who lights the fire It is he who controls the flame It is he who breeds hatred It is he who withstands pain The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all It is he who decides the course It is he who takes the step It is he who moves forward It is he who worship himself The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all From order raises chaos In chaos there is progression In the ruins of man's ashes Sprouts the resurrection A dark narcissistic dimension A new world to come The end of civiliasation The arrival of the Spiritlord It is he who lights the fire It is he who controls the flame It is he who breeds hatred It is he who withstands pain Altered perception a moral decay A feast for the vultures circling over their prey No care for others an individual war Where you are enslaved or become the Spiritlord. __________ Heidra Ei likbør hadde han sett komma Sigande frå Trodladalen opp Lundamyri Audmjuk han i akttok synet Kven hadde dauden i teke Med otta han keik i kista Børi hadde med seg, Daud, velstelt Hvàllætti han var Etter dette han visste at Arntor aldri kom attende Ja, stolt han kunne møta dauden Gått viljugt i strid for å sikra ætti grid Gått mannadrap so ein krigar byrg Nekta trelldom, svik, ofra liv i grid Men so hemn for oppreisa og slag Ville svikarane setegarden ta Ein gard so store at den på ein dag ikkje kunne gå Tilmed heiden grunn garden er tufta på Ei nye ætt skulle setegarden rå Sette livet til for ætte og æra miste både setegarden og sæla Men då dauden var nær vart han heidra likferd Ein tragedie for ætlingane dette var Skulle dei verkeleg missa slik ein gard Vreida hans Sverre ville ingen ende ta __________ Destroy On the horizon I stand Watching the fallen men Victims of hatred, greed and desire In retrospect I feel no anger Only a urge for something higher So many have fallen due to my ambitions So many have fallen in the name of narcissism No men are free to disagree Without facing their mortality Destroy all dreams Illusions damned in fire A hellish need for power Is my dark desire Fresh blood streams from those who are dying I put an end to their misery Always chasing never creating It is in their nature to obey Molested bodies chopped by axes Drained corpses stripped of flesh Blood-coloured water swallowing men A sight of horror A monument of hell The women bury and mourn their men A state of sorrow a pain that will not mend I increase their sorrow as I rape their seed I put them to sleep if they disagree I burn and slay until you obey I rape and destroy your legacy On the horizon I stand Watching the fallen men Victims of hatred, greed and desire In retrospect I feel no anger Only a urge for something higher So many have fallen due to my ambitions So many have fallen in the name of narcissism No men are free to disagree Without facing their mortality Destroy all dreams Illusions damned in fire A hellish need for power Is my dark desire __________ Black New Age Dressed in black with a pale expression I attack the world with extreme satisfaction I am the master, never more to be enslaved Broken free from the chains that restrained my needs There is time, but no time to waste There are rules, but they seem to fade I am the master of my own salvation A black cloud of obscure creation This new foundation, a new generation Bottled up on misanthropic hate A revolution, a new constitution From real hatred, rather than blind fate This new foundation, a new generation Bottled up on misanthropic hate Rebels in the face of conformity Founders of the black new age This is my life This is your hell This is my exhibition And it makes me well What you can't stomach You no longer can stop You must eat your hatred Or choke it up All things must be broken down Burned to ashes, bombed to the ground A process of purification, where old mistakes are cremated No carrier of infection will survive No corrupted thoughts shall sound The new empire has found its ground. __________ Journey To The End A vague shadow lurking in the dark A sane man's worst nightmare A vision containing death As a wake in honour of himself For equal sane mortals It's a nightmare becoming real But I... I see it as the Final clause of a neverending deal I embraced my vision, as it was common for me A fate, a destiny, an inevitable early death Finally I'm dead And the vision is revealed for everyone else Likferd Resurrection Of The Wild Every move that we make are for our own sake You see yourself in the eye of others, why the hell do you bother? You are the civil man dying for a Promised Land I live in the wilderness to avoid human emptiness Firstborn in the hall of the mountain Wandering through the endless woods Surviving on weaker creatures This solitary ambience feels so good With love for myself I have no need for pride i avoid human contact I live my own life Your aggressive and selfish fright, keep you awake every night You hide in the shadows from the past But the past resurrects and makes the pain last Wounds from times best forgotton Are reopening with a smell so rotten In the hours of despair When wounds open and grief overwhelms You close your eyes and cherish moments From a simple yet so perfect time When anxiety didn't haunt your mind A variety og choices Multiplicity of stupidity Either path chosen Lead in the same direction The abyss seem unavoidable For the man without affections __________ Martyrium Gje han evig kvile Gje han sjelefred Gje han sælt minne Martyrium evig liv Gir ein heila livet Martyrium da blir Vis han evig kvile Vis han sjelefred Pris hans sæle minne Pris han evig liv Martyrium da måtte skje Atjan hondra lik drive rundt i fjorden Da skjine i lunke blod under Hogen Men ein e gjennom Dauden boren Med Gudane han e foren __________ Despot Seduced by the fire of power Blessed with the gift of deception I will become the reigning master Fullfilling my desires for perfection My strength is your comfort, your shield and protection Your godly awe is my injection So easy to tell you what you want to hear Even easier to hide my actions Using the gift of rhetoric I drown you with my complications Through a perversion of liberty I offer you monarchy In the name of reality I give you tyranny By the filth I reign, conquer and deceit Building my empire on your defeat A mission, a vision of a dark desire Using your fear as fuel for my fire Bow! I am the master, you are the puppet in my game Die! I control your laughter, you worship my name Clever as the fox, strong as a beast I am the puppeteer reigning on fear I create the fear I produce the enemy You give me pleasure and sovereignty There are many truths, I chose narcissistic one By the time you see my nature, I am long gone __________ Blodssvik Eit helvetes svik Eit avvik frao tru og æra Ei handling utan omsut Ei grueleg bør å bera Naor da e so mørkast Naor natti ikkje bli te dag Dao e da lett å faddla i freisting Dao e da lett for sviket å fao tak Da e i dissa stunde ein lyte visa ken ein e Da e i slike stunde sjeli vele veg Ao oss ha du faott tryggleik Ao oss ha du faott styrke Vele du å fara ut med andre Dao e valet gjort Ætti dan e alt, du e ingenting Leigge du ni sverdet e da eit blodssvik Da ekje lett å velja, og valet kan verta hardt å svelja Svik ein ætti ao veitskap og manglande mot Dao e sjeli fordømde, og ein kan ikkje gjera bot I mørke ao sorgi itte ættdlinagdns fall Kretsa åtsle i kring og plyndra vaor gard Itte generasjona me slit, skal me kjempa For garden skal atter drivast ao Kvåle ætti __________ Fagning Merka ha de faott at landet uten konge har gaott Saknet itte grid e stort i slik ein krig Harde tider ha da vore for landet Men trast e alt ved da gamle Da e Fanden han trur pao han Sverre Med sine meinrao og kunster Men Fanden e slik gir framleik ei tid Men pao slutten endast svik Mot Sverre Prest da drepast skal Staole skakje neri slirao kvila Likehendte ke so føre oss bli drepe La Saongdøledne herska over eige rike Gudane me lovar å fao seieren i hamn Ikkje vil eg bera kongsnamn i slik eit land Dar lausungar kreve krunao med våpen i hand Da e uvandt i å skifta mat åt hund og ramn Ilske gjerningar samvitet hans rir Inga elenda ugjort da svir Bøtast da mao prisen e sæle Dyrt da e å herja kristna land med eld __________ On The Mountain Of Goats The Mountain of Goats I shall reign A sight where hate gains A sight where evil reigns The mountain of Goats Under the sign of the Devil Chanting our song to reach a new level Preparing a kingdom worthy a throne Seated by me, me alone With rape as means I'll breed Securing the throne with the sperm that we need My throne will survive with terror and fear Constant aware that the traitors are near A path of evil a river of blood Shed for me because I'm God Unleash the Devil within me All this for me because I am the King On the Mountain of Goats I shall reign Hordes will toture and kill in my name My kingdom and throne will continue to grow As the Devil continues to feed on my soul __________ Dauden Sognafjorden ligge mørke og blanke Møddlo viddle fjeddl Braott so lyse so lyse fjorden opp Frao himmedl høyre ein tordenskreddl Eit dimt lys so bli klarare mot land Lyset vise veg Pao gravferdsdagen e da dar baoten vi sigla Dao e da likferd Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta Dauden e komen, kem e da han ska henta? Lagnadstundi e komen, dauden ha sendt bod No ska livet enda, no e da tid for sorg Uglao site å remje pao take Dao veit ein da ekje noken veg tebake Feigdi ha varsla at ho inkån skal henta Eg veit kem, men lyte berre venta Dinna dagen so addle frykta Frao dinna dagen kan ingen flykta Ao jord e ein komen te jord skal ein bli Kroppen e daue, men sjeli e fri Dagen dan e komenm da e dommedagen min Livet mitt ha enda, eg ha visna inn Eg kjempa ti eg daua, men kampen blei for hard No e mi tid ute, eg ha faddle i dag Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta Dauden e komen, da e meg han ska henta __________ Ætti Mørkna Å bli staoande slik med husbonden vekke Ingen son, ingen mann, ikkje nokon gard Ken kan no hemna Arntor den rake Vil åtti nokongang fao æra attendes Sviken ao mange sviken ao eigne Keleis gjekk da til møste alt i ei vending Visse pao seier huga til krig Ufatteleg å tapa ba alder om grid Grådige tunger godset misunner Høgsetet lokkar meir enn sæle Trui at rangen til banemannen fann Skapte splid innåt setet millom svake træler Ærenamnet rissast naor sogao skal rissast Ken kunde vita ke ufatteleg mykje Banehogget til Arntor hadde å sei Stort da e å vera konge med rike Men betre å vera mann utan å ha svike Visse på seier huga til krig Men i tapet ulma splid Æra sett tå spel for ætti Mao likhauga mørkna føre soli

WIGRID

Hoffnungstod Ort der Einsamkeit Ort der Einsamkeit - tief in mir drin verflogen, die Hoffnung nach Erfüllung erloschen, der Glaube an traute Glückselichkeit zurückgeblieben, eine leere Hülle allein unter Menschen, tausenden von Seelen Feindseligkeit, Unverständnis alleine - voller Fragen die keine Antwort kennen alleine mit dem eigenen Schmerz Meine Seele, ein Ort der Einsamkeit doch in weiter Ferne nach steinigem Weg zeigt sich ein Ort der Zuflucht, doch der Weg war umsonst, die Pforten verschlossen kalter Wind weht den letzten Funken Hoffnung aus meinem Leib Ich bin wieder allein, allein unter Menschen, eine leere Hülle, von der Hoffnung verlassen Kälte die sich in meinem Herzen einnistet nur noch Hass und Verzweiflung in mir, sonst nichts __________ Die Entstehung Umgeben von sonderbarem Licht Man kann die Bäume singen hören Geborgenheit Es fließt der Bach des Lebens Blut Klänge des Kampfes Tote Körper treiben im Wasser Dunkle Seelen verdunkeln den Horizont Das Licht wandelt sich in Dunkelheit Zerstört ist das Gefühl der Geborgenheit Der Bach färbt sich rot Blut Die Entstehung steht bevor __________ Schrei der Verzweiflung Schreie die niemand vernimmt Hilferufe die niemand versteht stehe ich verlassen im Angesicht meiner Trauer In der hoffnungsnehmenden Leere der Hilflosigkeit Einst sah ich Licht Einst hatte ich empfindungen ... doch was ist geblieben??? Schreie der Verzweiflung Ich schaue zurück in meine Vergangenheit Voller Nebel, Düsternis und des Wahnsinns Ich bin am Leben Aber ist dieses Leben ein Geschenk ... oder nur eine sinnlose Bestrafung Die Zukunft ist ungewiss - was wird sie zeigen??? Kann es noch schlimmer werden? Wird die Verzweiflung den schwachen Lebensdrang besiegen? Enttäuschung und Hilflosigkeit Ich kann nicht mehr ertragen Das einzige das mir geblieben ist, sind Schreie der Verzweiflung __________ Hoffnungstod Ich träumte einen Traum Er wurde zerstört, bevor ich ihn zu Ende träumen konnte Er wurde mir aus den Armen gerissen - aus meinem Verstand ... Und ich stehe vor Trümmern die sich zeigen, grau in grau Meine Seele stirbt den Hoffnungstod Mein Traum von einer besseren Welt ist der Hoffnungslosigkeit gewichen für immer!!! Wo ist mein Traum Alles vorbei und ich kann nur noch Trauer und endlosen Hass empfinden Der letzte Funken Hoffnung in einem Meer aus Tränen Für immer!!! Hoffnungstod __________ Der Weg in ein anderes Dasein Träume - Wege aus der Qual des Daseins Tore in eine andere Welt Leid der Verlorenheit Schlaf - endloser Schlaf bis in alle Ewigkeit Seelenschmerz gezeugt von Menschen die nur leerer Körper sind Gedanken an das Ende Verursacht von Schmerz und Pein Es werden Visionen geboren Visionen der Zerstörung und des Untergangs dieser Menschheit Geister die verlassen weinen In den Wäldern der Verlorenheit Geister die den Schmerz über die Menschheit tragen Gleich des Todes Nebelschweif Ich werde einer dieser Geister sein ...Die Asche eines Lebens Erwachen Regen fällt vom Himmel Wind schiebt Wolken vorüber Schwach ist die Sonne Alles bleibt grau und trist Ein trüber Schleier verdeckt den Horizont Regentropfen fallen von Bäumen und Dächern Die Augen werden geöffnet Zurückgekehrt ist der Verstand Der auf fernen Reisen war Zurückgeworfen in die Realität Zurückgekehrt sind die Gedanken Jede Bewegung fällt schwer Der Mund ist geöffnet doch kein Schrei ertönt Zurückgeworfen in die Realität... __________ Treibend im Menschenstrom Gefallen ist der letzte Regentropfen Doch die Sonne bleibt verborgen Umherirrend in einem Labyrinth aus Beton Ziellos, willenlos Treibend im Menschenstrom Zu Boden gerichtet ist der Blick Am Boden sieht man keine Gesichter Eingesperrt im Kerker der Gedanken Treiben im Menschenstrom Zerrissen sind die Träume, die einst geträumt Der Mensch ist des Menschen Feind Einsam unter Tausenden Feindlich ist die Umgebung Festgelegt ist der Kurs Tiefer, immer weiter, schneller, vorwärts Treibend Treibend Treibend Treibend im Menschenstrom __________ Tagtraum Nun ist es still geworden Es legt sich der Schwindel Stillstand Stillstand Aus Umrissen und Schemen Wird ein Bild geboren Ein Leben ohne schlechte Erinnerung Die Hand nach der man greift Zieht sich nicht zurück Ausgefülltheit und Wärme Ein Blatt im Wind... Illusion! Alles Illusion! __________ Der Schritt in die Tiefe Erblindet ist die Sicht Durch das Auge des Kindes Alter Schmerz geht Neuer wird geboren Wiedergeburt durch Zerfall Zerfall durch Wiedergeburt Nun vollends erwacht Umgeben von Menschen die so fremd sind Tag für Tag - endlos! Zertreten das Blatt Das zuvor mit dem Winde flog Das einst Geliebte rinnt gleich Sand Durch die gespreizten Finger zweier Hände ...meiner Hände Es fällt eine letzte Träne Ich kann mich nicht daran erinnern Verzweifelt erhebe ich meinen Blick Ich kann eine undurchdringliche Wand sehen Auf ihr ist das Wort "Leben" geschrieben Ein Schritt, tiefes Fallen Dunkelheit Bedeutungslos

WATAIN

Rabid Death's Curse The Limb Crucifix Show me the face of uttermost madness Reveal the mystery of time reversed For in chaos lies mights forgotten From which we all have emerged Crawling from wombs - a vast reflection A rupturing from deformed flesh Yet a false revelation, a pointless effort For the truth of all life is Death. For your bodies form a giant shape That cast shadows across all lands Filled with the greatest of emptyness Falling as it stands A crucifix of flesh and bones Lifeless, yet trembling in fear For as sulphurflames are it's consious And the smothering is near Emptiness spawn, pale stillborn breed Blinded at birth and forever to be His tusks pierced through eyelids and tounge Not even Death can set you free ..sense the smell of burning flesh A titanic symbol of death's overture Impaled on behorned pain The limb crucifix, built on remains Of the cursed breed of Cain It cries and it suffers, burning within Reaching towards the sky Anguish shaped by bloodstained flesh A shadow of Satan, longing to die __________ Rabid Death's Curse Born into a fatal illness Ascension unto a graceless sphere Yet the chain forged in sulphurfires Emerges with them through labias lair The stench, the curse, the sacrilige divine The enduring of rupturing cold Brought to life, crushed to dust By an impenetratable presence of dark Incarnation of plauges and of longdead pests Fornication of all brought to life Shadow majestic, spell infernal At the core of mankind as a lifefeasting tumor This curse if to haunt and to kill and to crush For it's claws are the flesh of all life It's eyes are the souls that burns at hell's heart The ones who are blessed from it's strife This plauge is to die and again to be reborn Through eternity and beyond For it is life, the rabid death's curse Cast by the firstborn, never to be gone Of sharpened steel and of hanging ropes Is the cure of this illness made For all lifes that walk are possessed by a curse And in the end it all shall fade Blessed from the filth Touched by the mystery Carressed by the dark Left as a snake to crawl and to curse May the seas they boil And the napalm rain Let mankind fade For still it shall reign Behold the burning of earth And your feeble creation Still cosmos shall tremble Beneath his domination __________ On Horns Impaled Bow for me, inferior I demand you in the name of the horns For I am the one To bring the demise of the bearer of thorns You who's father so pityful upon the cross died Behold it inverted And burning under the nightsky Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Unclean vermins, scum of the earth Blow your heads for the dark ages birth Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might Taste the blood And the decayed flesh of his sons Behold the desecration Of the weaker and feeble ones A cross burned black Soaked in sacred blood From all of us to all of you: Go fuck your jewish god Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might __________ Life Dethroned A pallid shape is floating A lurid shroud of fading life What ones was a place so glimmering and bright Has ignited itself and burnt out of light I canonize thee, lord of the odius For enlightening the path to perpetual might For guiding me on this voyage With nothing but scornful mirages in sight Devour me, oh immense shadow This locus is cursed, shroud me forever Damnation be my lodestar For humanity carves my veins I've been nailed to a cross of anguish Crucified above to behold The blind, the loathsome's strife in vain The holyness of those who should suffer my pain Lunar strains of morbid grace Reflections of nocturnal mysteries Eternally hidden for their eyes As what awaits behind... Branded by the unpure light But still, You like I Reaches for the dark And even further... As symbols of life we are fading To were this twilight reaches night A pallid shape is strangled As my soul and his darkness unite It wont shine through Believe it, you're never to see That my flesh is carved with spells Of mankinds destiny Blessed with contempt For what has edged my strife And through sacrilegous veils I dethrone life __________ Walls Of Life Ruptured Spawn of the darkest evil divine A creation of the holy womb Step aside for lord Sathanas His fist so deep within A servant am I and in flesh am I captured Holy flesh and holy sin Oh, the strength it does not take To deny life's lying pleasure Their wars stills my hunger The tears in their eyes still my thirst Yet their life's feeds my despite ...eternally to be cursed As it opens for me In darkest desolation I behold My blood runs cold through my veins Running in vain Lands fall behind my eyes And humanity is bleeding And in my hand I hold the key To all living holy glory ...and all that is evil The womb of life is rotten black The seed of light dried dead The fist of Satan deep within Behold the cunt of life in sin Behold the purest evil The creation of a higher force Lurking within all of man Stronger than every life and lie __________ Angelrape Feel the coming of a storm Of wrath burning red as blood Thundering forth With poison in veins and death in the eyes Under banners as mirrors reflecting The darkness above and below And the eye... The eye that is him Bonecrush, bloodlust Behold the remains of jehova in the dust Suffocate, Desecrate For Satan's return - Angelrape Warlust fill my veins As bullets in the heart of humanity Darkness drown me As carnal shreds of light soaked in blood Cursed to wander And to eternally despise Forever to stride For evil never dies... The beauty of destruction The passion of death Immortalized In your ashes Bonecrush, bloodlust Behold the remains of jehova in the dust Suffocate, Desecrate For Satan's return - Angelrape __________ Mortem Sibi Consciscere Created by them Yet reborn through him Blessed from life and lie For the cunts that are licked By your gentle tounges Are raped and cursed to die So far beyond Your rottening grace Yet trapped in smelling chains For the bodies you caress I have cursed And put cancer in their veins The blazes in the night called stars Are reflections of your kind Pallid and fading lifes Spawned and guarded by darkness behind For what dwells behind those flames Is hidden for your eyes And just one single glance Would transform your smiles into cries There is a war in my heart While yours is thorned by my nails For you are nothing but dead Beneath those carnal veils Rejoice as emptyness grow thicker Feel it's grasp around your neck The hour has come to release And to welcome the razorsharp fate Feel the jaws of the snake Slaves under cosmic contempt Mortem sibi consciscere Your key to achievement Casus Luciferi Devil's Blood Ageless, eternal in grace Behold the snake of temptation! Eyes gleaming with wisdom Tounges telling of truths inversed I have swallowed the hanged mans semen With necrophageous delight And let the Devil enter With all his might And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark I kneel unto thee, father, i am opened Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed through these hungering veins The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains!!! The Devils blood The curse of salvation The odious essence of His holy revelation It floats from the garden of eden In malevolent grace The Devil's blood Through the pentagram's maze To open the gates to where deformations form To unearthly mysteries and fire From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free In the glorious light of the five point star Darkness, starlight in eyes The path reveals so clear now I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine I behold my reflection yet noone stares back Driven by a lifeless hunger Must have it stilled Drop by drop, curse by curse Until all three cups are filled This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood These eyes seeth not nil, but truth These words are spoken not by me, but through The Devils blood The curse of salvation The odious essence of His holy revelation From the tounges of the serpent Into chalices three The Devil's blood Runneth through me! __________ Black Salvation Visions of hornshaped shadows A burning firmanent black Trembling in the glory of a star Delightfully glowing with evil Ten signs to spawn A thousand of children And to be given strength Each time a heart it beats For they gave birth to the sun and the moon To cast shadows upon life And to burn the slaves that in madness gaze With scorn from serpent eyes Just as cancerous cocaine Deep in the veins of christ The malignant curse divine Floats within you all... You all! May the holy light of Satans might Burn my eyes! This filth is not worth the glance... Shining steel with Devil's seal Cut my flesh! Let them lick the blood In the ashes of my fallen temple And just as cancerous cocaine Deep in the veins of christ The malignant curse divine Floats within you all And the bonds are burning Along with His eyes Forever to brand the heart of god Forever... spearing cosmos core! For it was that light That branded the Devil's mark Into my flesh My soul and my heart Never to close these eyes Never to still this thirst High on the cross of sophia Through black salvation I hang cursed __________ Opus Dei (The Morbid Angel) And all that is holy, holy shall be... Let the light bless and let these words proclaim the blessing. Let the seal be broken and let the light prevail; Let the earth be scorched and let the light prevail; Let the wrath cleanse the world from opposition... ...and let heaven spew brimstone on sin! And all that is holy, holy shall be... Let alive the word's proclamation, Let the laws of The Books be the laws of the earth; Let humanity be sin and let denial be bliss; Let the wars cleanse the world and let their fear show their path. Let the Light reign over Man and beast, let the Lord strike the sinners with plague, let the Lord our God reign for eternity; and all that is Holy, Holy shall be... For the carnal and earthly mouths of Christ He has made blind and as vices they are Let their words and acts be spears and be chains Tormenting the weeping face of their god From the valley of Sodom to the hill of Harmageddon Behold the holocaustclouds and heed the trumpet's roar A Charge more forceful than ever witnessed May the Angels of Heaven shed the blood of Man Behold, the new and true Gospel, the words come from the Lord himself, Redemtion through death! Salvation through fire! And all that is holy, holy shall be... Let the light bless and let these words proclaim the blessing. Let the seal be broken and let the light prevail; Let the earth be scorched and let the light prevail; Let the wrath cleanse the world from opposition... ...and let heaven spew brimstone on sin! Let the prophets of double voices free And in Gehinnoms splendour eternally Let them BURN for their true majesty And all that is Holy, Holy shall be!!! __________ Puzzles Of Flesh Blinded soul, vomit faith fingers reaching deep Senses made dogmas And the Phoenix rises... None is denial I am not one of mine His words unlocked Backwards, reforming what won't reflect Assembling puzzles of flesh Perfect... yet unknown! Sigils encarved, the burning stench reveals frustration None could deny Him! Carrying the voids of those eyes None is denial I am not one of I My words unlocked It reveals through the fall Staring at the abyss, getting further Through mirrors... Flesh & mind complete, in need for substance! You are denied You are not one of He Your words are locked. __________ I Am The Earth He lives through me All of what I am The needle of hamartia Injected in the flesh of man With the soul of a carrion Sleeping, yet awake For underneath this skin Crawls eden's cursed snake Hic est draco caudam suam devorans! You may have felt it's cold Carressing down your spine Gently yet with strength And with a morbid touch For its real shape is a razor Smeared with the Devil's seed And infected with it's plauge Are the scars from which I bleed I am the earth Chained to horns Its ground is my flesh Pierced by Holy thorns I am the earth Burning deep within It's water is my blood Blackened by my sins Swallowed by His mystery Lots within it's maze The bridges behind they burn from the pyres of Hell's grace One after another The stars fade into black He has called my name There is no way back... Pierced by His will Trapped within His lair My flesh shall be the sign Of that fires are to fear For those who walk upon me Shall be punished for their turns I am the earth And within me the Devil burns! I am the earth In the shadow of the Lord A crucifix of flesh Yet sinfully adored I am the earth As your life with me does blend I am His truth The world without end... The world without end. __________ The Golden Horns Of Darash All ysop burnt, all fruits are poisoned Zaddik failed and Zebaoth lost, The lambs are banished, the temple is soiled March on white ruin, infernal host So come forth, Lord of the triple number Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and DEATH Burn this vermin world in its most deep slumber And to all of Sheob, give the sulphur breath Blacken all their ghastly colours And freeze to scorn their charity warmth Smear our sin to their most pure innocense And nail them all to the cross!!! For they live to die, we die to live Our beginning is their end! While they fall with twelve, we rise with seven So wake the astral serpent by Thy pale hand!!! All ysop burnt, all fruits are poisened Adonai failed and Elohim lost The lambs are slaughtered, our temple shines golden Crawl on your ruin, seraphic host ... And my tongue speaks ancient names Forbidden psalms above the flames My heart pumps but void into my veins My puls runs slow, too slow for chains For chains that tie me down to earth For chains that keep up this organic curse ...for I see horns... ...golden horns... ...for I see horns... ...HORNS!!!!!!!... __________ From The Pulpits Of Abomination No less real than those whose voices echoes through the starless abyss No less cruel their nature, no less harmful their intent Of sinful seed, of soiled womb, circling the five wings throughout eternities And in a tomb beneath the pyramid of faith, as a crown lain at their feet Behold the pillaged and impure remains of a god who failed Guarded by the giant pillars to be moved by the Devil alone For they are the stones of the throne of christ which He swallowed and exhaled unto earth as his own! ICHTUS! Thine gills art dried! Iesous Christos Theou Uios Soter Where there was heart shall be vertebra ...For your children have been led astray! ICHTUS! Quench thine thirst with my urine Warm as love it shall rinse through the salt in your lungs For the thirst of the desert strangles all senses Tempted art thou and noone can resist Him... None! For what is the worth of a godless prophet whose tounge since long has dried, in completeness bereft from grace? Through milleniums tormented by the eternal eye and it's piercing vigilance Doomed to fail, for what hope can you ignite in their forsaken hearts? When in deluge thou art fallen, your scriptures are altered and your doctrine rewritten in blood? What unity in tribes long scattered? What glory and hope in a cross that is shattered? Hark! The mourning wails of defeat echoes throughout centuries! The horns of the baphomet in the wounds of jesus thrice An alligeance of flesh and steel, unto which titan altar we all kneel Hark! The reversed words of Yahwe from the pulpits of abomination! See him now possessed and reborn, the fallen messiah alight At the burning crest of the serpent's spiral smiling in confusion Fear all ye faithful for no longer on his forehead a crown of thorns In the shadow of the bloodstained cross Christ has risen... with horns! ICHTUS! Iniquitys mystery revealed! Iesous Christos Theou Uios Soter Where there was thorns shall be the horns of a goat For neither in life or in death are they absent! ICHTUS! The greatest of creations laid to waste! Malformed and depraved limbless nothingness son of a whore Two nails in your hands for both father and son And in the dirt of your feet piercing the holy spirit __________ Casus Luciferi From the vaults below the deserttemple To the throne among the stars In the hearts of us, your children, oh divine luminary Thou shineth! Like sunbeams penetrating the foundations of the earth Thine grace ignites the seeds of creation And in our veins is stillness, as your shadows come to life For they are like whispers speaking of ...death in heaven Behold the black cloud of corpselike birds Their wings are on fire And their song has turned backwards A morbid cacaphony singing of... A new dawn! Burn my flesh, thou light of lights Most eminent perfection, most magnificent of sights Mark me with thee, stainless Ar Most real, so clear and bright they shine both eye and star Descend upon the dead, black sky By a grace of just one glance they all shall die Pour the bitter wine of salvation into our blood And let our scars form rivers flooding the kingdom of their god Let the immense gates of heaven open Let the dawn of justice come When a thousand pale and silenced faces Turn towards the sky To behold in fear and wonder how the firmanent turns dark By the sound of a lonely trumpet calling And countless birdlike carrions falls reeking from above Embedded in a red glow telling of... A burning dawn! For this sunrise shall not wake you by the foul light of Christ But by Satan's fire burning in your eyes And the thundering voice of a lion over the plains of man Shall proclaim the horned phoenix final rise For it is not rain that falls tonight from the black, ominious sky But sulphur tears from the last flock of birds And the wind carries the smell of death, from the agony in their hearts As the fly in nameless fear towards... Luciferion!