Unfolding her carnal desires to me
With tempting eyes she does receive
A hunter of the night devil's whore
May her cursed beauty hunt me forever

We embrace the madness gathered as one
Mourning dead passion... she comes to me
A fate awaits us in the night
In the ruins of creation we will unite

Unfolding her carnal desires to me
With tempting eyes she does receive

I could drag you to my chambers
and strip you naked in darkness
I could pull out your fingernails one by one
and rape you till you find no hope

I could rip your guts out
and let you watch me
sacrifice your unborn child
I could leave you to starve
and even bring you to total silence
But I won't

For I find no pleasure in your physical pain
I want your christian soul to crumble

A scarlet sunset
the threshold to nightplay
A sinful oath is to be sworn
A beckoning bloodlust
among the seekers
Tyrranic hunger yearns

A gathering in flames and fires -
Devil's daughters dance
Scourged in filth, obscene and lewd -
Longing for dark desires

The nocturnal beast appears
in an evil despotic shape
Expectant watching gracelessly
before demanding the sluts of lust

Passenger on confessional course

Unlock with the key you behold within

Repair the shadow of your mind

And come awake

"Oh, dreadful angel of mine

Enrich me with the vastness of being

Rigid father, teach me to comprehend

I'll commit myself to understand

To be faithful and the instrument

So that the ones with blindfold can see what i have seen

With hearts of midnight, brightened by his infernal light,
we stand as a monolith of wrath, united under the goath of a thousand young.
Two horns thrust upwards in defiance, three inverted as the trinity denied.
A phalanx of mourners in black, falling towards nightly terror.

Unleash the temted beast, raised your horns in pridefull blasphemy!

Gjennom tidelose morkne drommer
I fuktig hostvind ober landstrakte vidder
Mot Sorias fjellheim
Kommer jeg, en fandens ridder

Glatt er runen på det hoye fjell
Gnidd vekk av regn og vind
Dragende kraft av ondskap lurer
Her ved trollheims muldne grind
Fortumlet av dette morke byggverk
Med rovet gull fra lyets pakt
Brukt som spott til å senke
Deres murer

You have returned to the torture-chambers
To find peace among the rotting corpses
You have returned to the execution place
To inhale the smell of blood

Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
You have returned to the hidden graves
Only you know about
You have returned to to face your victims
And feel sensation of violence once again

Glowing eyes, staring eyes
Manifest of evil presence
With entities swept in disease and decay
A fall from paradise beyond redemption

He who speaks of nightly treasures
He who wraps the serpent around my neck
He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice
He who lets me serve and slip away

...And so I will take shelter
In the absence of the light
Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark

King of tempests and storms
Lord of innumerable figures and forms
Blessed with Thy cold I am
as I upon the shoulders of mine
bear the burden of Thine

Once I got touched by a fire from beyond
an invitation of darkness of which I colud not resist
Caressed by the feathers of the fallen
I took the fate in my hand

My raging Commander
My constant Shade
My soul's Persecutor

He became the swarn, indeed a pitiful imitation
to the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes
Darkness... My precious companion, even thou canst see His face
Salvation turned to bleed, compassion fled...

Sadistic delight flowed, like Hell burned brighter
existence woven into darkness, prudence did fall

...In Satan's beauty, Life was found...

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Der det vendte kors pryder ferden!
Av Mørkets Allmektighet!
PÃ¥ kristi flesk vi spytter!
La det råtne!
Et symbol på godhettens bortgang!
Et skuespill der endes!
Bring frem vårt indre sinne!
Vis veien for vårt hat!
Skjend guds sjeler til evig pine!
I Ondskapens paradis er de dine!

Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain
Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Posessed by the serach for utter darkness
Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits

Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark crimson moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain

Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness

Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits

"The witchborn queen, leader of demonic whores
Profane mistress, captor of sin
Sworn to feed the ill and the weak
and bring their women and men into temptation

Eliza, the whore of the night
attends the sabbath, the theater of lust
The hunter is in the ring, caressing folds of flesh
-Diabolical intercourse profound

She who brings horror to the insane

It is 1999
The human race has to face it
They are confronted with the truth
It's secret--mysterious

A surgeon said it in the news
The human race is dying
But the result is no disease
Searching for you

Metal heart--metal heart
They found it everywhere
Metal heart--metal heart
Lifeless piece of steel

The scaring fact was even told
Total confusion
They found the same nightmare

Master of disharmony
welcome my tainted soul
Take me from the hordes of the living
into the blessed darkness
Master of disharmony
take my impure flesh
Lead me into the path of temptation
save me from cowardness

Save me from cowardness

Master of sin
take my cursed heart
Bring me where I can find salvation
dor I am the danmed

Master of death
take my pitiful life
I am enslaved

In massing darkness we stand united,
raging above inferior sheeps.
A convoy of souls swept into the night,
hearts strengthened with black fire passion.

In us is fulfilled the prophecy of satan:
evolution of the inner shrine.
In us is mantained the revelation of satan:
innocence brought to an end.

In honour of thy unearthly creation,
we bring forth thy divine form.

By the light of the moon
And the beeings of the night
A curse has been laid upon us
To seek and tear celestial gloss to pieces
By the power of death
And the shadow of the reaper
A call has been brought upon us
To complete the infinite fall of heaven
Without the wit or will to end this journey
We continue travelling towards our faith
Harvesting helpless Christian spirits

"In the shadows of my gallow,
I'd rather absent the hallow."

(For) thy presence made pleasure of pain,
(and) thy madness turned sanity into vain.
Profoundly wicked owner of soul,
the mysteries of thy creation beheld by ghouls.

Diabolically disguised heavenly bodies,
(and it's) atrociously desired primordial elements,
plunging through the confused heart of sulpur.

"In the shadows of my gallow
I'd rather absent the hallow ..."

(for) Thy presence made pleasure of pain
(and) Thy madness turned sanity into vain
Profoundly wicked owner of souls
The mysteries of Thy creation beheld by ghouls

Diabolically disguised heavenly bodies
(and its) atrociously desired primordial elements
Plunging through the confused heart of sulphur

Soul(s) on departure six six six
Onward into another existance
A trip far beyond all pleasant dreams
A voyage through desolation sights
Inner transformation
Subconscious light
In the glance fields of fires
In the distance meadows of mists
Where minds being enshrouded in complete night
The fading of love, life and light
Wandering an endeless journey
Dead within a trace

Soul(s) on departure six six six
onward unto another existence
A trip far beyond all pleasant dreams
A voyage through desolation sights

Inner transformation
Subconscious flight
In the glance fields of fires
In the distance meadows of mists
Where minds being enshrouded in complete night
The fading of love, life and light

Wandering an endless journey
Dead within a trance

Vart hat skal vinne.
Var ondskap skal gro.
I feste seg i unge sjeler.
Den siste krig skal vi vinne,
og de godes blod skal falle som regn.
Deres korte sjeler skal samles.
Vi skal rade over kaos og evig natt.
Vi skal glemme de kvinnelig vikante modre,
og utslette alt. Et rike skal reise seg, i asken av
brente hjem,det er kun en herre hersker,
vi hyller deg Satan de sterkes konge.

VÃ¥rt hal skal vinne.
VÃ¥r ondskap skal gro.
Ã… feste seg i unge sjeler.

Den siste krig skal vi vinne,
og de godes blod skal falle som regn.
Deres korte sjeler skal samles.

Vi skal rå de over kaos og evig natt.
Vi skal glemme de kvinnelig vikante mødre,
og utslette alt.

Et rike skal reiset seg,
i asken av brennte hjem,
det er kun en herre hersker,

Min sjel den glødet
Og mitt sinn det lengtet
Etter å få fatt i en kristen faen
I det kalde mørket jeg ventet med vinden
Det ulte som besatt av fanden

Jeg ventet
Ã…h, som jeg ventet
Tiden virket som evig
Men endelig fikk jeg øye på stakkar'n
Jeg hevet min knyttede neve
Og skrek

Svake kristne!
Dø i natt!
Jeg skal flerre din sjel i to!

"The quest for Azunda hath drawn near
The young king, the chaos he brings
With iron grip's sword, chants come forth
The child of dark is he

In prophecy, chaos not bear
In chaos, prophecies begone
The child of dark, hath forseen
He makes his own destiny

The magic he creates is from his will
The magic of Azunda, he shall receive
Iron grip's sword guides his path

Kom unge bror
Skjenk oss din rene ungdom
Legg ditt liv i våre hender
Kjemp vår krig med oss

La vare sorger formørke ditt sinn
La din sjel slites
Føl natten som legger seg rundt deg
Glem all kjærlighet

Ingen tårer skal fylle dine netter
Tre inn i broderskapets ring
Ingen svakhet skal du finne i din sjel
Styrken skal vandre ved din side
Kom
Del ditt hat med oss

Glinsende månelys ovenfor driver
Frostlagte stier viser vei
Svarte sjeler farer henover natten
Inn gjennom skodde heim

Alt har svartnet
Alt lys er svunnet hen
Lødig trer vi nå inn i Riket
I minne om at våre spor blir fulgt

Omgitt av sorgens dis
Skrider ferden frem
Som en skare av likkledde skrømt
Vandrer vi jervens hjem

Brisen fører oss over norske myrer

Is that the hills under your fingernail
The tempest and the hurricane
The clouds to come beneath your breath
Did you introduce the night to day
Orion with the Milky way
And all the stars on your rolodex
Well you carve and you smash, what you paint you call trash
Man you must have something to say
Sweat falls to the plate, the burden to create
All your colors washed, inspiration lost

[music: Shagrath]

landscapes so rare
In mýst full horizons
the darkness reeks fear
in the might of the mountains

Creatures concealed lurk in the shadows

Hengitt er vi
Til Mørkets keiser
Den allmektiges kraft
(Som) Fører vårt sinn
I kamp
Mot godhet og løgn
Dog fiendens hær er fattig
Er den stor
Men vi skal ta dem alle
Og hente dem inn
En etter en
Det håp de ser i gud
Skal forsvinne i et hav av torner
De torner deres falske frelser
Engang følte spikret i sin skalle
Himmelen skal rakne
Og en fandens torden
skal buldre å brake

Stig opp på min trone bleke lik
Fall på kne er død i ett foran mine føtter
Ta imot mitt kalde kyss på din panne
Jeg har lagt veien som fører til Helvete klar

Vi løfter det sverd til kappstolte menn
La massakeren begynne i dag
Hogg hodet av hver kristen
og voldta deres kvinner og barn

Vært kristne kors du finner skal du vende om
Hver en bygning som bærer guds navn skal brende

Chains of despair
Cloaked by darkness
The thundering echoes of great destruction to come
Mankind's mysteries
The dying world

(chorus:)
Madness in it's sweetest form
What shrivels and dies must face the tempest
The angelic heaven bows to the ultimate truth
And melancholy grew

Anticipation mender through madness
Condemned to the same horrid fate
Insanity applauds
How sharp the awakening

Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside
Cast down all memories from a past and future world
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit
Against their reason and will, it is time
Give darkness it's passion plea

The venomous tongue
The inevitable poison
Paralyze the angels
Freeze the forgiven
Baptize in fire
Unleash the devil at heart

Incarnated marvels simplified
Effects from such a disconsolate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone

In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin
through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind

Incarnated marvels simplefied, effects from such a disconsalate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living, erase and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle, peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise, a carnival creation with masks undone

In search for the guideliness to the gateways of sin
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind

Incarnated marvels simplified
Effects from such a disconsolate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone

In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin
through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind

The apparition of two faces in disgust
Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
Eager to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such nothingness
A despairing fate, for your lies
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy

The apparition of two faces in disgust
Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
Eager to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such nothingness
A despairing fate, for your lies
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy

Infected by invalid behaviour
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world saviour
Give praise and inhale the corruption

(chorus:)
The Enfeebled provides the fool
The Disabled provides the tool
The Apathetic demands the affection
To those suffering from their own satisfaction

Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague

Infected by invalid behaviour
While capturing the stench of divine purefaction
Confess to slavery for the world saviour
Give praise and inhale the corruption

(chorus:)
The Enfeebled provides the fool
The Disabled provides the tool
The Apathtic demands the affection
To those suffering from their own satisfaction

Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plage,

Infected by invalid behaviour
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world saviour
Give praise and inhale the corruption

(chorus:)
The Enfeebled provides the fool
The Disabled provides the tool
The Apathetic demands the affection
To those suffering from their own satisfaction

Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague

A dismal universal hiss, the sound of public scorn
The brush that sweeps across the spectral fields
This landscape is not without a sense of epic wonder
A vast scale that places this sprawling underworld
Into a realm of frames

With a blood-storm fading into the distance
Floating without directions over this smouldering landscape
Caught in a moment of transformation