Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows
there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear
opening the gates to travel, it comes so nearly
to make you feel the glorious side
Feeling free, diving into times you'll never forget, hunger for
freedom, in the silence of wintery nights, spirits herald. The wind comes
The light looses significance, throughout the night
Owl singing the dead song inside the forest of dusk uncontrolled desire rising
from above the heart strength is near to haunt you
Coming to touch your soul. Heed to the harmonious song of wise owl.
All fear fading away. By hearing the hoarse cry.
Take a look as the mighty wind will bring the flood washing your pain
takes your sorrow to far away face of the old trees glorifying the land
Calls to spirits made before you time for joining with the long breeze of day
when the wind scars the bleached faces, of the snowy land,
cold scent of the wind, brings the truth from behind different sides.
Hear them calling for precious spirits to fly dreaming the truth
Puissance in the abstract
A band can't reach obstances
Mundane, such invisible pillars
The human horror obsolete
Abstract life and all therein
Implode the matter senseable
The will without meaning
Ageless the void of old
The ultimate throne of none-existence
The rabid dog of pandemonium
The king of martyrs and man
The condition we name nothingness
Absorbing the stars
The leper planets fall
Before us, after us
Sacrilege By my hand They look upon the old As a worthless pale memory The defiling of our land And glorious nature Shall become their undoing And powers upon them As we lay our hate The dark eternity I am not alone I am veiled in wind By mountains strength We shall prevail by our unity And for the old - for the old Unleashed hate and anger Battle cries shall rage up From all our valleys Unleashed hate and anger By mountains strength We shall prevail by our unity Our hurling storms of hatred Curse their wretched souls Our great spirit of strength Shall battle to the death With wisdom we walk With might we slay And their spiritless bodies We shall dance upon Peace shall never be thine And we shall sing And we shall feast In our neverending glory On our path of the wise We shall dance on our hallowed ground Our souls are as one And the old - the old With earth - spirit
Castle of ice, a majestic sight. Falcons, eagles and mighty ravens
circling above guarding this enchanting sight built out of dreams and wishes
dreams and wishes from people of the mighty land
Sorcerers, finishing this bold creation see what they make
gigantic demons of hate a threat to unworthy worms
The wise men's chants call the wolves out of deep winter forests
winter owls, arriving and two mighty goats appear
Bloodred sky
Bloodred fields
The sun in its last breath
Providing the shadows of the trees
A moment to dance before death
Still - Their makers dance
In the cold breeze
That gives to me the stench
Of blood not yet cold
And torn dead flesh
I raise my hammer of war
To call my vulture
Up high it flues from the fields
From its kingdom it sees
The most wonderful sights
Dead men - Wounded worms
The remains of a conquered land
My slaughtery and victory
My hammer shall not yet rest
From the north I hear
Hordes of young men
How unaware they are of their peoples
Angel of death
Their blood shall paint my armour
As I slay them all brutally
Down the hill they ride
I greet them with my warcry
As I slam my hammer into the grown
Come to me mortals
My wary hatred engraves
Fear in their faces as they see their death
I am war, I am death
My hammer crushes skulls and bones
Screams of fear
My swords thirst driwbs in blood
Tears and begging for mercy
I laugh and kill
I am the god of war
Thundering chains of truth
Entwining the immortal souls
Of those darkened through eras
Of hatred - war and betrayal
Coming forth their fiery passion
Sweeps through the night
In agony they await
The glory of destiny's grasp
The truth -
Sought by those
Who dance with infinite darkness
The one dream -
Conjured by torturous lifetimes
A time not ours
Deeper - deeper we shall dwell
Higher - higher we shall rise
Floating -
In a maze of darkened desires
Their eyes alone
Reveal the scars of an eternal existence
Awaiting -
The unveiling of the highest realms
Where the soul
breathe the scent of death lie in sacred forms tombs of ancient souls ruler of the dead speak the names of might hold the sacred rite now to dwell in the once you walked the earth chambers of a lost time do my will hear me see me from the realm of death arise arise stand to judge the souls off those who pass through your funeral chamber weigh the hearts of those who enter into your kingdom of eternity anoint their bodies depart your knowledge from the sacred - scripts with sacred oils command your darkened battalions of messenger - demons hear me - hear me - hear me - hear me arise - arise from the realm of death hear me - see me do my will
leaving the dismay of the world behind traveling in the essence of chaos a journey beyond death time and matter dissolving about me your blood pulses with a thousand years of existence flows through my veins standing proud before those who's ageless blood their spiraling souls empower me visions of chaos illuminating the shadows of old as endless links weaved each thread providing a spectrum of lives into a web of existence a union of blood, a union of souls an endless bond sworn and upheld over the fields you bled red i walk with you through fires that finally devoured you through your dreams and your nightmares as eagles we fly as wolves we run as your blood and honor flow through me so will i honor you through incarnations of strength leaving the dismay of the world behind eternally traveling in the essence of time a journey beyond death time and matter dissolving about me
My thoughts are dark they speak of deep anger among the tombstones, I walk.
The remains of my people is entombed here. There's no one left - but me.
I have sworn by my own blood that this undoing will be revenged
by my fathers sword. I will speak to the god of war
and my hail shall be heard
I will hunt these weak infidels. My people's souls must be
given their rest, they must be given their rest, I will hunt!
Through sorrow and hatred I will gather my strength
i am the creator of devestation
i rule the underworld and all above
i am your maker and undertaker
among you i have never walked
despised i am - still mortals bow to me
my strength and wrath
spawned of human hypocrisy
indestructible i am - no wars will do
untouchable i am - ruler of existence
flesh is melted by my blood
when i breathe - bones are crushed
my roar for revenge - thunderbolts strike
inworthy slime - wither and die
i am myself - no less no more
the symbol of might - the greatest one
my disguise is of many - you have never seen me
among you i shall never walk
weak and blinded, you believe in lies
my anger will dismember and devour you
i collect your souls and tear them apart
the sword of the earth i have become
i deny them
mirage-gods
i demolish
the labyrinth of lies
fire
wind
water
earth
i show no mercy
betrayers are slain
victorious and proud
alone i stand
resurrection through self-destruction
like a snake
i am shedding skin
time for gathering blinded we were led astray behold as the truth of might returns beware of the barriers they are weak manipulation open your eyes and see your failure the eternity has no throne for you the whirlwinds of my destiny blackened might you carved lies into minds you pretended to be a god now the lies shall die with you i will show you the face of a god the wary lust for torture roars inside of me now you will die feel the blade of fire the whirlwinds of your destiny as it cuts your mortal soul find strength in unity fragile souls yet blessed by eternity the lords and queens of darkness there is none above and none beneath you are the gods and glorified immortality
In shimmering circles of silver light
In icy wind and spitting fire
Through flowing stream and ancient mountain
Thou alone dost see me
By lightning, thunder, hail and wind
I conjure thee
By sword of fire that can never fail
I conjure thee
I fall into the dark ravine
The clash of swords fills my spirit
Thou who shinest by night on the see
Casts the shadow of the arc over my soul
By ravens wings and serpents venom
Bestow your gifts upon me
By eye of wolf and dragons flame
Grant me your strength
I scream
The ravens battlecry
The powers of old embrace me
The arc of the crescent moon
Casts a shadow over my soul
[Instrumental]
i am the one that walks in your dreams
screaming for justice you will not provide
you always lie
slaying the souls of people who do not know
why do you do this you cowardly bastard
you cannot provide what people desire
lie after lie yet people believe
to me you are nothing i long for you death
forever in hatred
i will be stalking you
soulslayer
soulslayer
why do you do this you cowardly bastard
you cannot provide what people desire
lie after lie yet people believe
to me you are nothing i long for you death
severe is my punishment
it shall hurt
lie your last lie
as i'll crush your throat
never again you will lie and deceive our kind
none of my kinds needs your fake god as he does not
exist
as the sky cracks open
newborn fear descents
hordes of death
led by two sons of war
born to conquer
born to kill
doing my deed
phobos - deimos
sons of war
their bloo burns as fire
darkened is their rage
as their father
they feed
of the essence of war
born to conquer
born to kill
doing my deed
phobos - deimos
sons of war
watch them now
my sons of war
hate is strong in them
they serve their father well
see them spillthe blood of my enemies as we fight
see them concouering
the golden lands
like their father
they kill with lust
raise your hammers
an era has begun
i have decreased your freedom
abhorrence and decay spat forth by me
i will make your living hell in this realm of torment
slavestate
i will nourish you on undying pain
teach you ways you've never seen
walk the path of my misanthropy
each step a greater pain
i am the air you breathe
i decide your state of consiousness
i am the world you see
i decide which ground to walk on
how does it feel to be a part of my one man slavestate
to be my only victim
unleashed
soulless
hybrids
conceived
blasphemy
victimized
liars
torment
required
undefined
meaningless
heresy
answers
given
through pain
wearing
the flesh
of fallen
angels
crying
for death
revolts
hybrids dance
you lie
you'll die
in pain
greet your death
as you
will now
no longer
live
unleashed are the
demons of your fears
punishment required
you lie
i am one of you
a vulture i have been
the falcon is my face
you'll see that i am more
i am one of all
all that we see as sacred
they are all in me
all of mans divinties
deceased i am from the mortal world
yet i resurrect in the depths below
i am many
my limbs are gods
from horus of the neverworld
to the weary of the heart
the mistress of the western desert
nurtures me with the strength i need
the gods have themselves
transformed into my body
i am entirelya god
no limb of mine is without god
i enter as a god
breed
the warriors
forge
their darkened minds
carve
the runes of death
prepare
we are at war
we'll strike them down
we shall show them fear
within
we fight for blood
and they
fight in the name
of a lie
smell their blood
taunt their god
impale them hard
genocide delight
slay them all - kill them all
genocide - genocide
slay them all - kill them all
i walk the landscape i see the land infested as a newborn plague by gods holy worms scattered around they lie christ's soldiers over distant horizons untameable flames rage demons - seeking their prey shades roar across the crimson sky christ's lambs ash - death - fire - chaos see the murdered children their faith in christ being crushed by darkness natures truth mortals and nightmares blood and bones the world burning flames and corpses in a merciless godless mayhem piles of corpses monument of war thrilled by the stench of christian blood mother earths men march the power of darkness glows in their blackened eyes the lies of christianity shall no longer be heard not ever again shall our world be branded by lies ash - death - fire - chaos see the murdered children their faith in christ natures truth being crushed by darkness
for all the thousands i've killed for all the children i've tortured for all the souls i've burned hear a demons cry you carved into me the darkened lusts of my human sanity why me suffocates the remains this i never desired see me free me unchain me this life eternal is not what you spoke off why this horned, grim face i want to be this cold, black body save me free me unchain me set free i am a demon i serve the wicked now i must return i'm trapped eternally to dimensions of rage - pain - war - -hate where's my god
within you it lies since the rise of your time you've feared it ignored but truth never lies its existence marked at the birth of time the darkness inside the shadows that dance in your soul to deny is to fear embrace the darkness within it lies the harmonious truth reveal in its power a voyage into the cave of shadows yields the jewels of knowledge and wisdom and the silver moon does not the night enchant your being the caressing whisper of the night no harm will come to those who are true of heart stare into the black embrace the sight deepened with wisdom look to the sun and the brightness shall blind you accept the reality of darkness free your consciousness achieve the empowerment it has never been a place of dread is given to those who seek knowledge and wisdom of endless mysterious nights
i am hear to bring fear into your life like the icy north wind i live i will be there i will tease you endlessly no matter where you run you will know my name you are bound by might you will feel the pain i will feel you with terror i will hunt you with delight you'll be trapped in my cold embrace you will feel the fear you will know i'll be stalking you i will tease you endlessly you are bound by might as my prey you will feed my infinite hunger you will know my name i will gaze into your eyes and devour you in bliss i will shred your existence beyond panic - you will - die
[Instrumental]
Bloodred sky
Bloodred fields
The sun in it's last breath
Providing the shadows of the trees
A moment to dance before death
Still - their makers dance
In the cold breeze
That gives me the stench
Of blood not yet cold
And torn dead flesh
I raise my hammer of war
To call my vulture
Up high it flies from the fields
From it's kingdom it sees
The most wonderful sights
Dead men - wounded worms
The remains of a conquered land
My slaughters and victory
My hammer shall not yet rest
From the north I hear
Hordes of young men
How unaware they are of their people's
Angel of death
Their blood shall paint my armour
As I slay them all brutally
Down the hill they ride
I greet them with my war cry
As I slam my hammer into the ground
Come to me mortals
My wary hatred engraves
Fear in their faces as they see their death
I am war, I am death
My hammer crushes skulls and bones
Screams of fear
My sword thirst drowns in blood
Tears and begging for mercy
I laugh and kill
I am the god of war
I am Ares
[Instrumental]
"...far back in time, where the outlines of
history dissolve, lies the world of myths, it
looses itself farther back into the mist of light
where pictures appear and then vanish in an
eternal stream. Through the cloudscapes of
the past the sunlight is falling in across ida
vollen, where the gods throw their golden
dice in the grass in fearless game, while
udarbrunnen trickles in the silence..."
my pale soul on one of my bold mountains shines under my moon i hold my torch high i stand up against my black sky glow in the light of the moon more and more as the unpure blood the skulls in my belt so does my sword runs off and down on my bold strong mountain if runs my mountain drinks it calls the rain it calls my father brutally they come deep into my pale soul as thunder they slam their powers i scream in pain and lust my wind brings the rain from my mighty oceans i scream and laugh my black sky is still clear under my moon as i dance the dance of war in my storm on one of my seven mountains
cold earth of our cold earth with blood creeping on the path clinging to the fairytale which the call religion they are slayed by our demons of war and hurling storms these are human creatures of a filthy and weak kind blackened souls blessed by eternity dwelling under unholy ground forbidden thoughts and dreams provided by strong storms of bold beliefs and black souls of immortality the demons are dancing as we crawl up and out on our hands and faces we greet our brothers with horned wings and cold minds it is complete now we rise the dwelling and feeding
Ice, snow, cold, hear me now I am in agony I scream your name
I wish to speak with you all lords of the winter
Cold, come and freeze the mighty oceans give birth to your brother, ice
make me feel, the ice grow in my veins snow, cover the land
with your white veil make my realm beautiful
Wind, blow your storms dance with the snow bring the cold to my soul
fly through my soul with the lords of the winter on your wings
fly over my realm give birth to my desire give me a white realm
The mountains are cold and strong the snow is pure and fresh
this provides me with strength embraced by the grey mountains
and the strong king winter, I am.
I am the stone, I am the snow
I am the ice, I am as the mountains - mighty.
The eagles above, they see me, I hail them.
As they are my brothers and sisters.
I will not die, I must live to guard my mountains - my winter
this is all mine, I am their warrior. I belong here.
[Instrumental]
high fathers - teaching knowledge - increasing wandering through lands listening - mysterious folk lore enchantment - through books desire - to learn the truth to seek the raven - and the blood travelling for many days i find the place - where the elves hide elves of wisdom - knowledge of mystery i must seek their knowledge faith growing - deeply raven and blood - await me have i failed - is this folk lore time goes on - i have no longer guidance confusion within my mind i look up - and in the tree i see and i see the land - covered with blood the raven finally - the eternity raven and blood - they came to me ...and the raven became my king [spoken] ...and the blood embraced me ...and provided me with the strength of ...and entered my veins the god war ares
[Instrumental]
"human dreams - such a fruitful place to plant the seeds of terror."
child i arise
in your dreams
as a creature - of dread
as a demon - or a wicked witch
what pleases me - i choose
i am the master - of terror
i create your nightmares
child - i am tearing you - apart
my mastery - can not be escaped
black claws tears your mind
black chaos - black terror
child - i am your pain
i'll engrave pain - into your soul
i will set your soul on fire
black flames will rise - as the gate
opens - into the realm - of the dead
here - you will sleep - eternally
and in your never ending dream
i will dance - and laugh
and i will feed
Under fire were you born
Son of god and mortal
Under warrior's moon
Shining one of an age gone by
Throw the spear of destiny
Spill the blood
Victorious you stand
In flames
Live to kill
Creature of war
Divine is thy soul
Of fire
Oblivious to your mortality
Battle frenzy possesses you
By axe - by sword you slay your enemies
Ride through the night
On your blazing chariot
With torches held high
Their smoke spirals to the heavens
A threatening omen
To those who would dishonour you
Drink the blood - devour the heart
The glory of death shall flow through your veins
With strength were you born
With strength shall you rise
Carrion crows circle the skies
Hungry for the flesh of your prey
Scattered - sun bleached bones
Mark your trail of terror
Throw the spear of destiny
Spill the blood
Victorious you stand
In flames
Live to kill
Creatre of war
Divine is thy soul
Born abbuser alone weak
Torn apart away bleak
Dreams of death needle seek
Loss of will addictive reek
Love lost sucking on self-pity
Dirthead, the lowest of lives
Filthbait, a grand statistic
Christbait, religious worms to feed
Exordium to a new form of disgust
Suction of life-filth into another succumed
Christbait sulcated vermin
A circle of submission into comfort
Body erused – trust in god
Weak flesh – weak in mind
Have nothing – subdued in lies
mektige norskc sjeler bemorket av norronsk trollskhet ut av taakcslor, de vandret morke krigerske sjeler stolthet styrket av blod majestetisk krigersk broderskap voldelige morke toner brutal atmosphere og morke tanker skulle styrke en enhet svarte sinn i en evig reise flammehav, blodige kjettinger av stormfullt hat ta sverdet fatt la oss kiempe sammen for vare stolte forfedre la oss hedre dem la oss seire for dem du nordsonn, knus dem ned norge skal blivaart som for viskal seire alle slag
I call upon thee
I am standing alone
My mighty wind
Unfold your dark wings
The glory of war
I am still seeking strong
My strength is hate
Darkness - quell the sun
Let my enemies not see me
Pledge me the warhawk
Let the moons bewitch it
Black fire dance with me
Burn in me - strengthen me
Unite with my darkness
Open the gates
To eternity
Purified souls
Sworn to slay the weak
The voice of the eternal
Hate and anger from within
As warriors and predators
We were conjured by the
Essence of war
Hunting with the wolves
In the embrace of the night
See the destruction
Of the sun
An overwhelming sight
Brutal - dark - delight
I long to see
I drift reveal darkness
I feel see me glow
You give I absorb it
Close the door I seek more
Drawn to might I am
Judge me not I say
I crave power for me
I ask no I take
See reach out I give back
Unity force we dwell high
Drawn to might I am
Judge me not I say
Walk with me we shall wander
Dark and strong we'll never know
Drawn to might I am
Judge me not I say
I fear nothing
i break the chains that holds the storm i feel its pulse it hammers the sky volcanic winds of blooded rage mind tearing frost shall provide brutal death the darkened realms once again you shall feel warriors by our will you will kneel beneath us you will always stand your poisoned soul belongs to me war - war - war warlust remembrance intensified it shall become we know you know the pain drenched the fields of war know what we possess dimensions of pain intensified suffering intensified suffering dimensions of pain mind tearing frost volcanic winds of blood red rage shall provide brutal death beneath us you will always stand your poisoned souls belongs to me war - war - war by our will you will kneel warlust remembrance we know you know the pain intensified it shall become
once again - we have prevailed for our belief under the sun - we have fought hurling our swords into our foes as it spurts - and covers the grass drinking their blood with the colour red once again - our tribe dominates and the dark deep valleys the green steppes - the grey mountains there can be only one tribe the strongest survive we will defend our domicile hail there's a feast tonight forever where we will celebrate our victory - as we have done so many times before they have always led us hail - to our gods - they are with us we know to our - victory
i am a daimon among twelve
you say "you will", i say "i am"
the ouranic and the cthonic
your world will crumble at our feet
i can destroy all of earth
my mighty sea may drown you all
give us sacrifice, keep the rite
and forever you'll have day and night
none defies me in my domain
nor do i mock my brothers names
i am one in the cosmic order
divided in fate and honour
the sea is my weapon
the honorless my foe
the water you are upon
In those days man will seek death
And not be able to find it
And soon after to die
And death will fly away from them
I... the man of many names
Will help these the human race
I... exterminans the angel of destruction and will
Leads man into his death
I will not convert from my deeds of murder
Nor from my art of sorcery
Or my theft and adultery
For I am the angel
Of the bottomless pit
As when time is near, will lead my family
Through the hole to my kingdom
Therefore I taunt mankind as swarms of insects
I am not the king of jews
Nor I am a cult leader
I am what you've made me to be
For my inner eye lits my thoughts
Cold winds forged through time
By clash of thunder in the night of storms
An unborn power is invoked
Of ancient times - yet young
By the full moon's rays
The storm's song is alone this night
For this night arise the creatures of darkness
The wings of darkness unfold
The sky shall black remain
The age of strength shall be born
Fierce winds guard this night
The mountain's creatures shall wander
Their torches glowing from the forest's depths
For war are they armed
For war they serve
The storms truth
The night's lust
The dead's sombre tones
Shall thunder from all mountains
Ancient war cries
Shall freeze the weak warrior's will
Elf flutes sing the battle song
The queen of ice is called upon
Only the true remain in her gaze
For tonight shall the mortals die
Again I shall force pain
On you for lies maggot
Your false words grants you pain
I will make you want death cry out his name
Reality will unfold
As my blade sinks into your flesh
No sweet goodness – to save you from the pain
You are being punished
Through this dark pain does not
Rise form what you can hell
No hell guides me
As you I do as I please
Reality will unfold
As my blade sinks into your flesh
No sweet goodness – to save you from the pain
Far beyond the regions of the sun
Beyond light and creative word
In the level of the underworld
In the third dwells oblivion
The eye has lost it's sense
Darkness it's beyond itself
The abyss – neverending
Farthest depths of primordial darkness
The destruction of the body
Is the destruction of the ba
Effacing the shadows of the damned
To nonexistence
Where the sun shines
And no breath of life stirs
Where hearing and sight fades away
And the being itself is shattered
Before the black hole of nonbeing
In which the world will dissolve in the end
In the third step of the underworld
en evig vandring et inderlig onske hos et lite barn et mektig barn et avkom av ild dette vesen skal tilkalle en makt som skal blafre i nordens mektige storm bare hun kan vekke makten som hviler under hellig jord hun vil danse i vind og i ildens enorme omfavnelse og slikke hellig jord dans i ilden la ilden stige opp la den herske til aske, du vesen vis oss din ild dans
Enffeebled swarms of the blind man
Desolate is the horizon
The antidote has been poured in glasses
The coma for the hexaeon
Generations falter
Lurid eyes beyond their backs
As snake come slithering
To smother their necks
A work in slumberland
Visions immortalized
Through vigilance
Weakling, the apprehensive tortoise bound
Tomfool, the wretched spawn chained
Idle, the oblivious indulgent collapsed
Infatuated, the duplicate of submission
Plains of flames, cleansing of vermin
I snort the souls of ash
Godhead charlatan
Coma suicide dismantled from witfulness
Loss of obstinacy, loss of power
Displayed in a pilloty to be mocked
All is legerdemain brough upon us
The reason of distrust and famine wars
I will be the leviathan
The pest of murder the rats of the ridicule
Revocation of the godhead charlatanss
They breed like rats
Weakling, the apprehensive tortoise bound
Godhead charlatan
From blood-drenched earth
The mighty oak arises
From its roots
Flow rivers of death
Shadowed bodiless forms
The rotting cores of the damned
Drifting - howling to blackened skies
On rushing waters of time
Enter the misty depths
Of the underworld
Where blizzards rage
Through fiery storm
Where magic reigns
The waking dawn
Where ram and serpent
Stand guard
Waiting to taunt the souls
Of those who spent lifetimes
Worshipping lies of a false truth
In vain - they sought return
Protesting their fate
They knew not
The course of the wind
Through which region it roared
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