Troll Filmography

• Obsessions (2002)

Trolls, The Filmography

• Gonks Go Beat (1965)

• Troll - Swans
• Troll - Luxt
• Seierens Strler (Beams Of Victory) - Troll
• Intro: My Sulphur Lover - Troll
• Intermission 666 - Troll
• Entering the Fluid Oxygen - Troll
• My Glance Into The Narrow Room - Troll
• Frelserens Visjoner (Visions Of The Savior) - Troll
• Fall Of The Marbeled Galaxy - Troll
• Eyes As In I - Troll
• Colony X-11: Inflict Mythical Mayhem - Troll
• A.T. The Riddle - Troll
• Frelserens Visjoner - Troll
• Fields of A New Sun - Troll
• Mending The Instincts - Troll
• Over Daudens Kolde Mark - Troll
• Naar Natten Endelig Er Her - Troll
• I Et Hedensk Land - Troll
• The Last Predators - Troll
• Sannhetens Plagiat - Troll
• President Besters Alimony - Troll
• Trollstorm Over Nidingjuv - Troll
• Outro: Please the Pain - Troll
• Rex Lamictal - Troll
• Troll - Thorr's Hammer

After I Bed With Thee
Your Soul Shall No Longer Be
Deep Inside The Hollow Space
Only I Can Fill It's Ache
And In Your Newfound Ecstasy
Thine Eyes Shall Search Mine Pleadingly
I Am The Light The Way The Dark
And When You Sleep Thy Demonic Heart
Dost Take You Down Beneath The Ridge
To Where Is Found The Silent Bridge
So Leap Unto The Shame No More
Come Sleep Among Us Chambered Whores
And I Will Eat You
And I Will Eat You

Waste time talking to the wall, you'd be better off alive.
When you think you'd seen it all, things get more hectic.
Waste mind, 40 hour hell, sell your soul and sign here,
what you feared is now your life.
Once you knew about the secrets, lost in smoke and paper,
hiding from the real black light
Now I bet you can't remember, embers turned to ashes,
and the magic's buried in your past.
Now I've learned to hold a grudge.
You've taught me very well.
I'd judge you but I just don't care.
Relics, buried in your sorrow
Where you'll be tomorrow.

Jeg holdt tiden i mine-
akk- s¥ alt for menneskelige hender.
Blottet solen for dens glans,
og ¥pnet mèrkesidens eldede portaler.
Stormet ut i nattens storhet,
tok dagens fagre stunder inn i mèrket.
Spant Satans drèmmer i mitt rike.
Jeg spottet marken som de gikk p¥.
Forkastet de som betvilte mine kreasjoner.
Jeg vandret veien ut til dèdens favn,
spant mitt drèmmevev,
den sorte seiret.
Lyset som var fèr s¥ priset,
kastet n¥ kun dède mèrke str¥ler over
Satans klode.
Jeg priset deres t¥rer.
Ett berg av eim,
sanse syke farger p¥ en ellers klattet himmel.
Hyrden famlet i sin grav.
Sorg tunge m¥l som h¥p for endelèse masser.
En tid av torner,
klamret seg til lysets "varmende" lègn.

[instrumental]

[instrumental]

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....
Lyrics by: Twice

Vandrende, alene.
Herre over egen skjebne.
Fortsatt kun for noen,
simpelten en brikke plassert i live
for ¥ flyttes.
Akk s¥ snevre grenser,
usèmmelig ¥ tèye.
"Sannheten" florerer der,
bak fasadens murer.
Tabu's palasser,
skriker etter sjeler.
Arvede normer, alts¥ plagiat!
Hvem bygde s¥ en s¥dan bremsekloss
p¥ "v¥r" klode?
Hvem forpurret individ?
Hvem kalket sine vegger
og kalte dem for rene?
Prikker p¥ en m¥ne,
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 tilv¦relse.
Slikt et falmet paradoks.
Og for dette skal man strebe!?!

Og Kosmos hvilte i min skygge.
Ventet, lengtet.
Reiste seg i askens t¥rer.
Jeg ledet ann til deres frelse!
Varmen var som solen i mitt rike,
svunnet henn og n¥ s¥ "savnet".
For hans kryptiske visjoner,
skal din d¥rskap evig vike.
Jeg ledet ann til deres frelse!
Kledt i solen sto jeg kronet.
Kastet tiden fra min side,
bygget mèrkets kreasjoner,
eldet?
I Satans saler fant du livet!

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

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

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.

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 heaven's,
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 heaven's,
in the caves where no light
strikes these elements.

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?

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.
Lyrics by: Twice

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!
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!

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

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

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

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! 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 abusers,
the last predators.
Mental abusers.
Innhaled, exhaled,
used and put to sleep.
Made, unmade,
consumed for higher means.

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...
(Dedicated to Julie - R.I.P.!)
Lyrics by: Twice

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.
Lyrics by: Twice

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...

[instrumental]

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.
Lyrics by: Twice

Ute i skagens morke
Mellom fjell og berg
Dundrer ett torden
Som rullende kampesteiner.
Det er Troll pa haeferd,
I krigsmarsj mot Thorr.
Troll som vil forlate
Jatunheim i natt.
Trollene marsjerer;
I morket lyser
Deres oyne sin fajker,
Deres oyne sin fajker,
Deres knyttnever subber
Pa bakken nar de gar
De puster og peser
En krigssang
Av montone lyder
Er besvart av Thorr:
Som en tordensky
Som ett hammerslag
Kommer Thorr fra Asgard
... I hans vrede
... I hans sinne
Slakter han Troll i forakt.
- Na skal du blo, Thorr.
- Na skal du do, Troll.
- Slag skal du ta, Thorr.
- Smerte vil du lide, Troll.
- Gudene skal falle og Jotunheiemen herske.
- Trollene skal bli til stein og
Odin's makt vil addri do.
Thorr's Hammer drepte mange
Troll i kamp i natt
Kampesteinene ligger spredt