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2. Curse You All Men!

Curse you all men
Who's coil is strong
I recognise the sparrows heart
Beneath the theatre of misery
Disbelivers shalt by dawn
Be forced
To forever mourn

Curse you all men
That resent my empire
Cause I have risen again
At war this time
The truth I speak
Is your decease
My word is your defeat

And thou shalt not
Be able to hide anymore
The prophecy will
Conquer at last
Your sense of reality
With mission to kill
The theatre of misery

He has risen again
Armed with the source of sin
And as humans shalt fade
He shalt inherit their strength
Men of the damned;
Your will reluctantly
Secure His eternal victory

Yes, you are indeed the few;
I am the one.

3. The Tongue Of Fire

teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may set the world ablaze
for it is cold
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter
teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may cry out loud my wrath
and my passion
or else my coil will blister and decay

the soul is never silent
but wordless
held imprisoned
in a cursed tomb
wherein reflections never fade
never die
slowly maddened
by the emptiness

left to perish in the ever-dark coil
yet, always alert it its slumber
scorn by the drops of light
piercing through the surface
and it screams

the soul is never silent
but wordless

teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may set the world ablaze
for it is cold
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter
teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may cry out loud my wrath
and my passion
or else my coil will blister and decay

4. The Majesty Of The Nightsky

Like the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light.
The night comes whirling like a maelstrom.
Warring waves of crackling clouds embrace this nightside landscape.
The heavens bleed, through open wounds, the dim light of the moon.
The winds are crying mournfully and tears fly with the gusts.
They whip my clenched faces freezing skin with ice-cold burning cuts.
Too long I have sufferred the desert sands of time.
But as I drown in darkness it will release the sign.
My soul will leave this mortal coil of flesh and earthly life,
to fly into the mist of night, into the nightside eclipse, and experience existence on the other
side.
As a stone of scorching enthusiasm I refract the reflecting surface of this unfathomable sea.
Growing circles of grief and pain slides across the land as an ome of the horror yet to come.
The strength of a thousand fire-breathing demons breed in my infernal, sinking soul.
Ans as I reach the surface once again these powers are under my control.
Now I am one with the night sky majesty.

5. Cosmic Keys To My Creations And Times

The heavens are lit by the stars where years of secrets of universal forces lay hid.
They shine so bright, but yet they have seen more evil than time itself.
Reflected in the deepless lakes they are drowning in black elements.
They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisdom and power for the Emperor to obtain.
They bring the gods of the wolves whom upon they bark at night,
requesting their next victim in thirst of blood.
I enjoy those moments I may haunt with these beasts of the night.
What kinds of beings are existing at the deeps of my lakes?
They surly must be of an evil race, for no friendly thing can live in such depressive waters.
Here is also a planet similar to the moon,
but its phases is only one and it is in its most powerful for all and ever...
There passes no light without the barking of the wolves.
All these landscapes are timeless, and this is all just a part of cosmos,
but all is mine and past and future is yet to discover...
Much have been discovered, but tomorrow I will realise I existed before myself.
I will be reborn before I die.
I will realise planets ages old, created by a rules with a crown of dragon claws, arrived with a
stargate...

6. Wrath Of The Tyrant

The wolves bark with wind – in summertime??
As the moon pass(es) the shadows
It was a grim tale

Frost/first?? are therein?? from the earthly womb

??..through the empty air
When the night lose control
Wide the gates are put open here??
The rage of fires are dead

Carrying the deaths/depths of his fallen warrior
Deep inside of me – in his grave
Walk upon this earth tonight
Carrying the staff of gold/ghoul?? swords??

A grand sign of evil will

They arise?? – death and destruction
To a time (when) the angel cries
Open your eyes again now, he's here
He is the master of fear/death

He is the wind, He is the storm
He is the woods, He is the roots
Nobody will escape the wrath of the tyrant
Forever the beast shall wander the earth

7. The Loss And Curse Of Reverence

Memories of torment strikes me
Attemps were made to suffocate me at birth
Fools
I was already ancient
Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee

Alas, this agony
The emptiness of earthborn pride
Hath stirred my faithful heart
Which guided me to darker paths
Far away from their pestilent ways
Cleansed was I from deceitful grace
Yet, put to scorn was I
By those unclean
Enslaved by ignorance
They blindly spat upon the deity of hate
Awake is the darkest fiend

By the fallen one I shall arise

Upon bewildered masses
To whom the indulgence of my soul
Portray as sin made god
I shall revile and quell the source
Whence mockery of my kind derive
This I know
Facile shalt my quest not come to pass
Deathwish be my gift to all at last

Honour
Commended no linger as virtue
Yet, shalt be extolled by lightЎs demise

By the fallen one I shall arise

Believer
Speak not to me of justice
For none have I ever seen
By God, I shall give as I receive
Betrayer
Speak not to me at all
You and this world ripped my fucking heart out

Again... and again... and again...

8. An Elegy Of Icaros

Icaros, I dare you
For I possess the wings of faith
Though, heavy on my shoulders
(No measurement can prove their weight)
Still, a burden are they not to me
I am the challenger of gravity

The fear is not the fate I seek
My destiny will build upon
The mighty turbulence beyond
If I fall I will rise again

Some of envy
Some of fear
Asmonish by the graves of those who fell
Praise the fool that pure of heart
Leaps off your finger
Into grace

Icaros, your voice once melted
Into the choir of the fallen ones
I hav eheard, I have seen
The purity of their song

Icaros
Your fate embrace
A manifold of angels
I summon thee
From shattered graves
And call upon the wind
Recieve my bow of reverence
Then spread your wings
And fly into oblivion

9. I Am The Black Wizards

Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine.
For the black hills consist of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths.
Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art.
Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold.
Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach.
The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm.
No age will escape my wrath.
I travel though time and I return to the future.
I gather wisdom now lost.
I visit again the eternally ancient caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came.
Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me.
Once destroyed to feast upon the screaming souls that was destroyed in my future.
How many wizards that serve me with evil. I know not.
My empires has no limits.
From the never ending mountains black, to the bottom lakes.
I am the ruler and has been for eternity's long.
My wizards are many, but their essence is mine.
Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of grief.
Because I am the spirit of their existence.
I am them

10. Thus Spake The Nightspirit

(Live)

Close your eyes
And gaze into this realm
That I reveal
See where eternities are born
Close your eyes
Behold the powers of the broken seal
See the liars bound in thorns

Fear
And you shall fall
Weakness suffocates your will
Dare
Yet never fail
Wisdom guides the one
The strong who can defy
Death

So I speak
Though, am I heard...?
Wasting visions on a world of blinded fools

Still I scorn
The vacant contradiction of life
If only to bewider
The final truth shall speak my name

Thus spake the nightspirit

Nightspirit
Spirit
Embrace my soul

11. Ye Entrancemperium

Drawn towards these lands again
Seeking death and sacred soil
I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul
Growing stronger once I enter my empire beyond

Emperium
Behold my coming

The fullmoon rise above me
Enlightening my realm in a silvery glow
Yet the shadows crawl beneath my storming sky
Guarding treasures from forbidden light

I still remember, though ages ago it seems
The first time I entered the gates
The revelation of ritual death
By which I became divine
Sacrifice of the life I had among the flesh of the light

And now I enter again
Even stronger, yet amazed by what I see
In ecstasy I mock the world

Suddenly I memorize
Asking what I left behind
Nothing

Can I ever comprehend?
Will my longing ever end?

Never

Drawn towards these lands again
Seeking death and sacred soil
I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul
Eternally

12. In The Wordless Chamber

in the wordless chamber
they feared death
desperately
thus they clustered to the fruits of the earth
craving dispersion
as if to avoid knowing why

in the wordless chamber
they feared life
desperately
thus they proclaimed any given truth
and swallowed
as if to justify their fear

he knew that there had been hordes of seers
before him
who set out to cure
though, the sick wished not to part with
their decease
as if it made them feel
alive

in the wordless chamber
he accepted desperation
and the unpredictable manifestations
of hope

13. With Strength I Burn

Deep Green Dark Chaos
Blinded I run down these paths
By heart I know them
They lead to the searing cliffs
Stout they stand above the water's edge
Lifeless

And this is my foundation
Cold stone
Formed only by winds and time
How invulnerable
Lifeless

Ahh...
I have longed to be at one with this
Yet, the waters call my name

For once I wish to see
The entity behind the voice
The face of this seduction
The beauty of my pain

Am I blessed or am I cursed by thy presence...
What is my crime...
What is my deed...
Is this life my redemption
Shall I repent or proceed

I hate my flesh
It's dimension poisoned my soul with doubt
It made me question the essence of...
The "I"

Slaves are those of this world
Given freedom to lay chains upon The Master
The wolf is no longer free
Release the chains and come for me

[The Elder:]
"Suddenly, his mournful cries were stunned. Out of the cold mist
came three enthralling ships. Sails torn by many a storm, and the
bows adorned by the most fierce gargoyles he'd ever laid eyes upon.
Yet, the crew they bore... Three times twelve in numbers. They stood
motionless, wrapped in grey, worn gowns. And from behind their
shadowed faces the seductive chanting. Bidding him on board.
Without besitation, he accepted. And away they sailed..."

Upon these seas
Wherein I drowned so many times
I scatter the ashes of dignity
Still my flames are in hunger

With fire in my heart
Shall I greet the shores ahead
Though, I know not what will burn

Desire...
Ahh...
In the distance
I hear the waves wash over solid ground
And in this moment I am struck blind

Grant me sight so I can see
That which lies ahead of me
Cursed be my mortal eyes
For dying in the realm of death

Hear my call...

I return to the soaring cliffs
They truly shine of strength
Even though, I nothing learned
With strength I burn...

14. Inno A Satana

O' mighty Lord of the Night.
Master of beasts.
Bringer of awe and derision.
Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife.
Thou whose presence dweleth in every shadow.
Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus.
Thou who sway every plague and storm.
Harkee.
Thou art the Emperor of Darkness.
Thou art the king of howling wolves.
Thou hath the power to force any light in wane.
Sans mercy.
Sans compassion nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why.
Thy path is capricious but yet so wide.
With no such thing as an impediment to strong.
Every time thou consecrate me to another secret of Thine.
I take another step towards Thy Pantheon.
Forever wilt I bleed for Thee.
Forever wilt I praise Thy dreaded name.
Forever wilt I serve Thee.
Thou shalt shalt forever prevail.

16. A Fine Day To Die

оригинал: Bathory

Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the sound
Of the cold northern breeze

Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake

Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night

Along the black mountainside scattered
By the campfires awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men in battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow axe and the sword

By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the suns first warm rays

The elder among the men looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die

Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
Now a forest of spears appears on the hill
And steel shines bright in the suns first rays

Die
Die
Die
Die

17. Ærie Descent

оригинал: Thorns

You sought cures that never were
That cripples the bile in your veins

The moon shone with a fuller red
And the skin stretched pale on your bones
Offering all it's untender care
The form took home in your souls

18. Cromlech

оригинал: Darkthrone

Into the abyss i fall
And Dark is the reich of the dead
A portal to reach to the side
Where bodies fall from the sky
Solitude And Peace Of Mind
Entombed In Cromlech
Yes, flee over the River Styx
and join the dead with joy
An ocean of Blasphemy
Heathenish realm
and "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy
My Prophecy is true...
We'll All Make It Through

19. Gypsy

оригинал: Mercyful Fate

This magic winter night I see a light
Again I hear that tune, some sort of croon
Oh no, no, no, oh, my brain.
I see them gypsy waggons left in the snow
Oh, I must see that lady, I have to know
Gypsy woman, let me inside
They say you know the secret, secret of time
So gaze into your crystal and tell me
All you see
Gypsy woman, let me know
"Oh, my son, you were never gone
You're the Devil's child and so am I"

Gypsy now I know you're not my mother
You're a part of my soul,
It's dear for all to see
Oh no, no, no, I am you
Gypsy you're inside of me

20. Funeral Fog

оригинал: Mayhem

Every time this year this dark fog will appear up from the tombs it comes to
take one more life that can be near.
In the middle of transylvania All natural life has for a long time ago gone,
its thin and so beautyful but also so dark and mysterious.

Once again the priest is messing may the god bless us all.
The fog is here again that'll complete this funeral.
From a place empty of life.
Only dead trees are growing hear as it comes from a far
Only dead treas are growing hear

Funeral Fog
Funeral Fog
Funeral Fog
Funeral Fog

21. I Am

Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine.
For the black hills consist of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths.
Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art.
Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold.
Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach.
The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm.
No age will escape my wrath.
I travel though time and I return to the future.
I gather wisdom now lost.
I visit again the eternally ancient caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came.
Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me.
Once destroyed to feast upon the screaming souls that was destroyed in my future.
How many wizards that serve me with evil.
I know not.
My empires has no limits.
From the never ending mountains black, to the bottom lakes.
I am the ruler and has been for eternity's long.
My wizards are many, but their essence is mine.
Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of grief.
Because I am the spirit of their existence.
I am them

22. Sworn

(Ulver Remix)

Four eyes as two in one
The forward circular view
That never ends
An orbital voyage
Throughout the endless sphere of all
Where time is lost and everything transcends

A graceful presence
At stolen time

As ghosts to the world
Ghosts to the world

For ice, outside, are we apart
As cold and eerie mist to the hand
Ever floating on its course
Towards the heights of shadowland

Thus appear the truly sworn

To be seen
To be feared
Yet, not to be reached

Four eyes as two in one
Thus appear the truly sworn
As ghosts to the world
Thus appear the truly sworn
For ice outside, are we apart
Thus appear the truly sworn
Cold and eerie mist. Burning
Thus appear the truly sworn

A graceful presence
At stolen time

Thus appear the truly sworn

23. Lord Of The Storms

24. My Empire's Doom

25. Moon Over Kara-Shehr

26. Ancient Queen

27. Witches Sabbath

28. In Longing Spirit

Landscapes
Entrance my mind with thoughts of ancient times
I wonder...
Did they walk this path...
Open seas
An endless horizon they seem
I wonder...
where did they go...

Nightsky
Source of light an dark
I wonder...
Did they comprehend...

Seasons running through my veins
Like snow melting on my skin
They crawl beyond my flesh
And grasp my yearning soul

Alas!
The force of this divinity
What caused its end...

I drown in thoughts
Yet, answers have abandoned this place
Long ago

Blood runs cold from my arm...

Another one is now to die
Is he the last to see
The graceful entity of Nature
Is he the las
Nailed in Her embrace...

He passes on...

29. Opus A Satana

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