Acum 15 ani
13 ian. 2009
TROLL
Trollstorm Over Nidingjuv
Naar Natten Endelig Er Her
I fjellets dyp
Dveler et kongerike reist av hat
Gjemt for mennesket
Gjemt for lys...
I svarte huler
Hvor kulda hersker
Der trollsyn skuer
Og venter paa nattens grimme morke
Men I fjellet ligger der en tronesal
Saa svart som natten selv...
Der fra tronen hersker trollet
Som av berg ble bragt til liv...
Naar natten endelig er her
Og morket hersket atter angang
Naar skyggene danser under maanens lys
Farer troll igjennom skogens dyp
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Trollstorm Over Nidingjuv
Det buldrer I aasen...
Konger over alle skoger og fjell
De farer igjennom kulda...
Naa skal han falle, den kristne trell
Troll skal atter herske...
For hva er der igjen
Hvor et troll har satt sin fot?
Trollstorm over nidingjuv
Kristenman skal do...
Troll skal atter herske...
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Over Daudens Kolde Mark
En vandrer, saa blek... saa frossen...
Ferdet gjenomm taakens dystre favn
Frykten gnag I hans veike kristne sinn
En villfaren sjel. aaaahh!
Som han led
Paa stier som leder mot trollets morke rike
Siger en taake saa grusom og grim
Over daudens kolde mark hansprang for sitt usle liv
Gjennom de morke trollskoger... naermere
Hvor veien ledet hen, viste han ei
Kaldere og morkere ble det jo lengere han dro
Kaldere... morkere
Morkemakten hersker naa over hans sjel
Fortapt... I trollets evige grep...
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I Et Hedensk Land
I et hedensk land
reist av hat og eldet tro
bor et hoyreist folk
skapt av norront blot
vinternatten uler
I mang en gard og svarte huler
longskip drar fra land
paa plyndringstokt til en annens strand
Selv om de godes ord er spredt I landet, skalen
Norren istid atter komme
Ulvehyl kan hores fra en kald og morklagt skog og
Ravner plyr over horden stor
...norron jord blir atter rod av blod...
I et hedensk land
skapt for mennesker reist av natten
aasa makten reiser seg
til kamp mot kristu ord
en sal for tapre krigere
en heim for norront folk
et land hvor de som reiser seg
ei faller for sin egen dolk
Selv om de godes ord er spredt I landet skal en
Norron istid atter komme vaart hedenske rike skal
Atter reise seg og knuse kristus veike ord
...vi skal atter leve paa en ren og norron jord...
The Last Predators
Fall Of The Marbeled Galaxy
I drained the wixen's,
stole their elixir of life.
I emerged with the titans,
formed slowly by the stalacties above.
Nourished only by burning fanatism.
Driven by the boiling blood.
Lies, lies. Christ, christ.
I am the avenger of Sodom,
I am the slayer of man.
Free from eden's frail fence,
free from the earthly goods of
the carpenters son.
Join the last predators.
Ride to obtain the vacant paradise,
prowl prudent into the empty pantheon.
Burn in peacefull reason.
I am the avenger of Sodom,
the slayer of man.
Free from eden's frail fence,
free from the earthly goods of
the carpenters son
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Seierens Stråler
Jeg holdt tiden i mine
akk- så alt for menneskelige hender
Blottet solen for dens glans,
og åpnet mørkesidens eldede portaler
Stormet ut i nattens storhet,
tok dagens fagre stunder inn i mørket
Spant Satans drømmer i mitt rike
Jeg spottet marken som de gikk på.
Forkastet de som betvilte mine kreasjoner
Jeg vandret veien ut til dødens favn,
spant mitt drømmevev,
den sorte seiret
Lyset som var før så priset,
kastet nå kun døde mørke stråler over
Satans klode
Jeg priset deres tårer
Ett berg av eim,
sanse syke farger på en ellers klattet himmel
Hyrden famlet i sin grav.
Sorg tunge mål som håp for endeløse masser
En tid av torner,
klamret seg til lysets "varmende" løgn
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Mending The Instincts
Again, again as one
As I penetrate your paradise
Feast in sweat and utter passion
Rumbeling to the beak of dawn
Lust's, raging lust's
Ready for the red flesh
Gasp, gasp for air
Scream and feel the revelation
Waves of heat,
rivers of your tasty brew,
mastrubating loudly in the chapel
Covering the shrine with mingeling millions,
heading for it's destination in the deep's
Lust's, raging lust'S
Ready for the red flesh
Gasp, gasp for air
Scream and feel the revelation
Blood on the sheet's,
blistered limbs.
See me come in a hale of light!
Mending the instincts!
Lust's, raging lust's.
Ready for the red flesh.
Gasp, gasp for air.
Scream and feel the revelation.
Mending the instincts!
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Colony X-11: Inflict Mythical Mayhem
As the spectacular killer's rose,
towards the moon,
a chain of glory.
Coiled by the bitter taste of victory,
we saw them coming as they went
Marvelous to see the silent side
A sign to come,
a birth to swallow
The dawn of a new sun
The bringers bones,
a sacred servant for he,
he drained the song we sailed for
Present was the time gap screaming
Soft, but still surrounded
Soft, but still surrounded
Marvelous to see the silent side
A sign to come,
a birth to swallow
The dawn of a new sun
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My Glance Into The Narrow Room
Vandrende, alene
Herre over egen skjebne
Fortsatt kun for noen,
simpelten en brikke plassert i live
for å flyttes
Akk så snevre grenser,
usømmelig å tøye
"Sannheten" florerer der,
bak fasadens murer
Tabu's palasser,
skriker etter sjeler
Arvede normer, altså plagiat!
Hvem bygde så en sådan bremsekloss
på vår klode?
Hvem forpurret individ?
Hvem kalket sine vegger
og kalte dem for rene?
Prikker på en måne,
ubetydelig luft!
Men svarene det har de,
plantet godt i hug
Tappet for evulosjon,
som en elv av olje...
Substans av fortid
Slikt ett lite univers
Slik en praktisk fabrikert tilværelse
Slikt et falmet paradoks
Og for dette skal man strebe!?!
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Eyes As In I
Six as in my senses found,
the number stood in flames,
multiplied with me and one
The glass jar cage proudly went away
as waters cried it's name
Wings burn and I kiss the sky
Beholde my storms,
materialised plagues
I am the prodigy of light without life
My witness at the gates,
breeds silent as my look's take form
I am the torch,
as fire takes me home,
I am the touch of time,
as signs still sends me down, above
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A.T. The Riddle
A.T. The riddle brazen sculptures rise
I find my visions in the deeps,
blue liquid fields surrounds
Turn the page become the man,
civilisation sand
Absorbed into the heavens,
in the caves where no light
strikes these elements
A.T. The riddle brazen sculptures rise
I find my visions in the deeps,
blue liquid fields surrounds
Above is beneath,
as air and fire is defeat
Two factors counting,
lurking in my speach
Turn the page become the man,
civilisation sand
Absorbed into the heavens,
in the caves where no light
strikes these elements
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The Last Predators
So did you loose yourself along the way?
As I guided you into new dimensions
Clouded as you were,
still should have seen,
it all was set to scene,
just for the pleasure of my enjoyable amusement
Traveled so far you say,
still standing in the circle that I drew
Innhaled, Exhaled,
used and put to sleep
Made, unmade,
consumed for higher means
Take this plastic rase in a single bite,
renovate the planet,
make it right!
My encouraging words,
just a twist of the truth
All this and more,
not for the means of my control,
but simply for a single fact:
it please my mind to drag you down
Mental abuser,
The last predators
Mental abusers
Innhaled, exhaled,
used and put to sleep
Made, unmade,
consumed for higher means
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Frelserens Visjoner
Og Kosmos hvilte i min skygge
Ventet, lengtet
Reiste seg i askens tårer
Jeg ledet ann til deres frelse!
Varmen var som solen i mitt rike,
svunnet henn og nå så savnet
For hans kryptiske visjoner,
skal din dårskap evig vike
Jeg ledet ann til deres frelse!
Kledt i solen sto jeg kronet
Kastet tiden fra min side,
bygget mørkets kreasjoner, eldet?
I Satans saler fant du livet!
Universal
Rex Lamictal
Randomly amused,
The executioner of common evolution.
Whirling in the hale of light.
Trapped in ink on these shelves,
Left without grief.
So rumble these systems,
All painted by the light.
Discharge the lifeforce of this feeble fiend.
Paralyzed and packed in ice.
A forgotten exhibition in this galeery of thoughts,
A thousand years in sanctuary,
A lifetime in this flesh.
Factory of time,
Reborn in a glimpse of suddenly seeing.
Plastic paradise of a billion elements,
Behold the rising paramount!
In a chain of dispute,
Nailed to the wall....Gently.
Secrecy in these chambers,
Spawned in moist for the favour of means.
Reign of instant death
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Sannhetens Plagiat
I mitt kjølvann steg en æra av vårt rike.
Jeg kvelte sagnomsuste drømmer i mitt grep.
Tok "tåpens" kreasjoner til mitt hjerte, og
sakte, sakte omformet hans visjoner til min visdom.
Bak natten lurte dommedagens teppe,
Da alt blir skapt og skapt igjen.
Vi danset døde hen i tidens tankeløse tomrom,
Hvor ferden førte frem til eget forbruk.
Ei dratt til side av en annens
evneveike krampe.
Vi nådde frem, strakk oss ut og rørte
Ved allsidighetens krybbe...
Ved allsidighetens krybbe...
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President Besters Alimony
Euphoria as a trick, beloved but denied,
Hidden in an agenda of means.
"Breed behind the instincts, feed the masses!"
Stationary dreams, taken swift in a glimpse.
To race dimensions in a single grain, multiplicity!
Find sanctuary in the Eleysian sandcastle.
Feel the stench of mass hysterias cauldron,
See the branch easily brake.
To hit the ground, merciless smiles from above.
Surrendered to the miracle of death...A lesson to beg for.
Marked as a Man I stand, behold the tide is rising.
Nor a trixster, nor a fool, engulfed in coal,
Hastily on the way to other "planets", whirling.
To bloom in the horizons, to settle in the shade.
A cure for the stream: To blend the evolution,
As it leaps into tomorrow
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Entering The Fluid Oxygen
The sun and I, the watchtower of tranquility.
Copy all these sane solutions. Overcome...
A deeper darkness there out in the dark,
Drowned by those who danced the blue beams.
So we stepped into this new "unreal-reality",
Stared gently at the stains of monumental glory.
Thalia saved the souls from terrestrial entertainment,
As the prowler left his marks on paper doors.
I am the exorcist of conventional evolution....
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Fields Of A New Sun
Pleasure dome wide open,
King Cosmo in a shell.
Molest your fears,
Behold the revelation.
Tranquilized again...Blazing!
Breathe this oxygen of ice,
Sailing nautic blood lines for a cure.
Reach the harbour of the blind.
Sell your soul!
Burning mind, the tide brought pain.
Covering the fields of our newborn star.
Its first "sin" was its salvation, dead!
Terra stole its pride and went away.
Dawn of a new sun, time for incubation
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