• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• In The Trees - Funerus
• Suffering Life - Funerus
• Festering Earth - Funerus
• Shade - Funerus
• Web Of Deceit - Funerus
• D. N. R. - Funerus
• Zonen Des Storms - Fenris
• The Blood Opens Gateways - Fenris
• Offerings To The Hunger - Fenris
• Fier Is De Wind - Fenris
• Destroyer Of Worlds - Fenris
• As Wolves They Came - Fenris

In the trees lies infinity
Observing an eternity
Weathering through time
Watching humans die
The forests are alive
Sullen in their eyes
Obscurity in the trees

You have come to the very end
It's your dying day
Realizing your life was shit
You fade away
As you near the opened soil
You realize too late
The tribulation ends here
Life was just a waste
We are born to suffer
And to slowly die
Permamence is void
Suffering this life
We are born to suffer
Through seasons passing by
Doomed to one day rot

Absolution doomed by waste and disease
Dwelling in the mire of life's anxieties
The vastness of rot and failing destiny
A world of scourge and death witnessed every day
The Festering Earth

I remember
When they found you
They told me your decomposing body
Was covered with flies
Decaying, rotting
Your final act
Brought too much shame
The demons of the mind (made you)
Suck the poison gas
To your death
Time has passed
But in my dreams I
Still stand face to face with you
In wonder who is
Torturing you now

The web of deceit
A lifetime of lies
A lifetime of deception
Gross jealousy
Engulfs your soul
I know your shame
I know your lies
Weak minded fool
Fell into the trap
The web of deceit
Turn your back
Hang your head
I know your guilt

Trapped in this body
No quality of life
Can't speak my mind
My body frozen, lifeless
All I have is time
Time to think about pain
Minutes are like hours
Hours like days
I pray for my death
For the end to it all
Empty, cold, fading
Please let me go
Death is my fate

Als een vlaag van vernietiging
brengen zij de schrik over land
herleving van sterven
belichaming van angst
door de zonen des storms
leeft de herinnering voort
verwekt als rijders van wind
dalen zij neder tot ieders poort
Zonen des storms
aan de hemel zo vrij
verdrijf de ziekte die ons velt
en schenk ons de kracht die ons hoger stelt
wij drinken van uwer vocht

Into the shadows
of the fallen ones
led by the virtue
to form a thousand suns
The slaughter was unseen
for eyes not yet groomed to such a display
red was the colour of their grief
death was the mother of them all
Divine space confined
lords of the ring expelled
born as the fire blazed
feared as the carnage raged
Walking further
growing weaker
untold murder
hidden deeper
The blood opens gateways
to shrines of earthly gods
feasting on the crimson

Freya hear our calls, mother of all that lives
in this sacred forest we gather in your name
to plant the seed of prosper and worship thy forgiveness
that the sacrifice we make may bring life through death
The gift
In the darkest depth of emptiness
our offer is swallowed by the lake
foretell the times that lay ahead
as we bring thee lives that you may take
Glorious are thou signs
make your wisdom ours
unchanged by time
we will harvest all
The procession
Chants are sung of praise
only the bog now will see her face
slowly followers move on

Door hoge golven
Daalt de toorn op ons neer
Tegen de goden hun verlangen
Hebben de stervelingen geen verweer
Lang zijn nu de nachten
In het rijk der woeste zee
Langs verlaten duistere wegen
Neemt donar ons nu mee
Fier is de wind, die hier raast
Hij neemt het leven, overhaast
Geboren uit donder en vuur
Neemt hij zielen te laatste uur
Zittend op zijn troon
Lachend om zijn daden
Treurend tracht hij hier

Mystic powers control the circle of fear
silently the monster dictates its flow
to where hope becomes nothing
and hate alters everything
come forth, bringer of pain and evil
and uphold my ring of fire
take leave, seeker of flesh and death
thy are the dwellers of endless mire
weakling, your cries mean nothing to me
why do you challenge my infinite strength
for I have become death
the destroyer of worlds
bound are the hands to grasp you near
silenced is the tongue that speaks the words
you need to hear
our spirits will carry
the memories of truth
our spirits will fade

In a cold remembrance
steel thrashes its way
the holy relies ending
blood spills of a god dethroned
The last of men in cloth
toil their way into the sea
devoured by the greed of Odin
the waves run red with blood of thee
The warlord weaves his web of death
as pagans sigh their grim last breath
the bloodied red sun is his shield