Teksty

"Soulside Journey"

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

The dark and cold wastelands of
Grey dust softens when my downturned
triangular teardrops covers the ground
This secret got lost to the shepherd's flock
My burning skin connects with the sands of time
and thus the holy angels appear...
"Drag THEM through the mud" I cried
"Instead of me"
"This is not the death I choose -
your christian trials are wrong!"
I speak of what I want
And my heart lies therein
Blackened you say -
Then black is my way
And call me an Enemy -
I shall only stand proud
Awaiting the rise of the DarkSide
Surise Over Locus Mortis

I have had this Vision
of a voyage in mind and soul
Through silent Somniferous scenes
within the enclosed chambers of my
untouched spiritual experiences
Soaring through damp air, Seeing
faces, twisting, plunging through my colour
Cosmic Fear arrives, I hold a dead one,
Surrounded by my many candles
(I burn to cleanse the air)
Rotten Unclean Sacrifice Nightmares
Unreal Psychedelic Journey
Ride The Darkside
Search The Soulside

Landscapes of frozen methane
Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes
I was sent here to describe and tease
the minds of the fantasy kings (of my homeland)
On a ship of curiosity I sail
((oh) what treasure can be found here!)
And why must eyes face this
Unearthly show of morbid climate
Behind the Neptune hillsides
They say the towers stand tall
Built by hands dissimiliar to mine
And Brought alive
by hearts of ancient alien cultures

Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar
Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim
The Autumn leaves that fell
And those who still attach the trees
The Breeze that blew my hair
The one I've known through all these years...
The songs I never forgot -
A past that is now Lost....

I am allergic to my own tongue
Licking my wounds, end up in Tears
I sweep my teeth in yellow Spit
Rotting Christ before my eyes
I spit in the mouth of the priest -
Revenge for Those Who Died
So what if I am fuckin' insane
I'll fucking kill you anyway!
My very heart blows out of my fucking chest
And the beams go wild against the brown, brown wall
I hope they give me
A Grave With A View...

Burn the crucifix.
Cremate the sould of the Virginborn
Freeze the shadow of ashes and let
it float away by the Thunder listener's
intense eyelash movements under their
concentration to open the cosmic lid
Cursh not only our surrounding walls
of curiosity, but also the hordes
of Blind Believers.

The Open Road,
like a blue horizon
And you could see for Miles
So we could submerge right here
And we should bring our hearts there...
Top of the White trees
would mean nothing to us
Nor the silent whispers
from the souls of glass

Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast
a distant symbol of our beyond
life lies in front of us
Sacred Ground, Rotten Earth
Ashes To Dust
Flesh Decomposed
Caressing the sacred ground
where the deadened corpses lie
A sepulchural misty night
with a whiff of the Macabre
Silently watching the stones
put there as a symbol of death
Our minds united; A force is lit,
and insight creates
A humanoid watchtower, reaching for
their souls to the Sky
For a glance onto
The Other Side....

Hank Amarillo - Drums, Lyrics Gylve / Fenriz
Dag Nilsen - Bass Guitar no longer in DarkThrone
Ted Skjellum - Lead Guitar And Vocals Nocturno Culto
Ivar Enger - Rhythm Guitar Zephyrous

1. Kathaarian Life Code

Desert... Night...
Coyotes Feel the Cold Wave of The Dark
Red Eyes eats through
the Vast Nocturnal Landscape
A Strong Light - The Only Night

This is where he made Sculptures
from the Visions that Created The Force

Baphomet in Steel
For the Flesh of Cain
A Throne made by remains
of 12 holy Disciples

New Disciples rose,
one by one, ten by ten
All met under the Desert Moonlight
Knowledge fired across the Landscape
Sparks that mixed with Coyote Eyes
Diabolic Forces in a Ceremonial Union

And each Beast of the Land
took its own way in Living
(the) Seven forbidden things
were Eternally Desecrated

Kathaaria was Built - World without End

2. In The Shadow Of The Horns

Face of the Goat in the Mirror
Eyes Burn like (an) October Sunrise
As Once they Gazed upon the Hillside
Searching for the Memories...

In the Shadow of the Horns
only seen by the Kings
of the Dawn (of the) First Millennium
upon the Thrones

In the Shadow of the Horns
Cleansed like the air in the Night
World Without End

(we've become) a Race of the Cursed Seeds
for five United Forces
in the Eternal Dawn
the Kings that held (their) heads high

The Triumph of chaos - Has Guided our Path
we Circles the holy Sinai - Our Swords Gave Wings
Invisible force of our Abyssic Hate
Our seeds Boil as we gaze upon the New Millennium

Weeping by the Graves of the Glorious Ones
(so) the hardened Frost Melts Away
Clouds Gather across a Freezing Moon
I kiss the Goat - Witchcraft Still Breathes

3. Paragon Belial

I lay Enshrined
Contaminated Time Warp
My Flesh Yearns
For the Tombworld

My soul like layers of Frost
Simulating a Spectre Shadow
Frozen in Time and Space
I was Hacked out of Ice

Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness
Still feeling a different World
Surrounding Me
Chilling Voices fill my head -
I Open My Eyes;

The Boiling Sea Beneath
The Castle of Faust
Belial finally Comes Forth:

"The Ancient White light writings
were just lying men and their Pens
You are the same, only in Black.
Return with the knowledge
of making your own god"

Dreamking of the Tombworld:
I Enter Into an Eternal Oath
Creating my Paragon Belial

Where Cold Wings Blow I (was) laid to Rest
I Can not reach my Rusty Weapons
the Blood and Sword that Guided my Path
for they Drowned in the Sands of Wisdom

I was, indeed, a King of the Flesh
My Blackened Edges; still they were Sharp
Honoured by the Carnal Herds
but asketh thou: Closed are the Gates?

My Mind cut my Winged Weapons
and Teeth that was my Pride
And from the Forest all would hear:
"Wisdom Opens the Gate for the King"

My Weapons Sighted - My Tears they Tasted
Summon my Warriors - To the Land of Desire
To the Domain of Hate - Where Cold Winds Blew
For Lust for Hell - We Rode with the North Wind

Only I could accomplish a fucken Self-deceit
There are only Two Paths - the Mind or the Sword
And the Mind was Open like the Sights in a Dream
But the Sword was like a Stone around my neck

I Entered the Soul of the Snake
and Slept with the Armageddish Whore
(but) without my Throne and my Weapons;
Where Cold Winds Blow became my Grave

Hear a Haunting Chant
Lying in the Northern wind
As the Sky turns Black
clouds of Melancholy
rape the Beams
of a Devoid Dying Sun
and the Distant Fog approaches

Coven of forgotten Delight
Hear the Pride of a Northern Storm
Triumphant sight on a Northern Sky

Where the days are Dark
and Night the Same
Moonlight Drank the Blood
of a thousand Pagan men

It took ten times a hundred Years
Before the King on the Northern Throne
was brought Tales of the crucified one

Coven of renewed Delight;
A Thousand Years have passed since then -
Years of Lost Pride and Lust

Souls of Blasphemy,
hear a Haunting Chant -

We are a Blaze in the Northern Sky
The next thousand Years Are OURS

Horned Master of Endless Time
Summon thy Unholy Disciples
Trained for Centuries to Come.
Gather on the highest Mountain
United by Hatred;
The final Superjoint Ritual...

This, The Pagan Winter
Kept for the Obscure (ones)
Candles hold the only light
Sextons hide in Fear

For this Eternal Winter
A New God Ruled the Sky
The Million Hands Of Joy
Have something holy to Burn

From the top of the World one could see
The white light Servants Flee
Engulfed in an Infernal Cyclone
Created by (our) Blasphemy

Religious bodies Crossed the Sky
the Vision was our Wine
Roar of Fire, Feeble Fools
Into The Furnace Fire

Fenriz - Percussion, Satanic Poetry and Haunting Chants
Zephyrus - Electric Rhythm Guitar
Nocturno Culto - Lead Guitar and Voice (of The Night)
Dag Nilsen - Session Bass Guitar

All music/effects by Darkthrone

"A Blaze In The Northern Sky" is eternally dedicated to the
King of Black Metal underground; namely Euronymous!

"Under A Funeral Moon"

1. Natassja In Eternal Sleep

Alcohol is in my veins
Tears fall as I think of you
The true memory you left me with
Is a key to the wine of melancholy

I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows
As you hurted on that stake they burnt my soul as well
Your pure feelings, your pure hate, it was not enough

Natassia, my beloved satanic witch
The power in your eyes and yourself
Worked for the numble in men
Pass the bottle, pass the knife
Pas me your unholy crafts

I shall never forget you, the best of all there is
I lick your cold lips, I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe
You never kissed the priest, you never drank the blood of jews
Weird, they say - well, turn it upside down like you did
And they kill, KILL, and they take you away...

Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign
You live in me, like you moved in with my soul
Your resurrection is the spirit of you - installed in me
So now, your thoughts and your pain are my wine
And Natassia, I'll get these goddamn angels drunk...

2. Summer Of The Diabolical Holocaust

Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul
Pure demonised blessing as I kill myself in woe
Alls souls coloured the pace of the moon
Shall suffer the religious

You must know that I can no longer see
The difference of dreams and reality
For the walls have been sieged
And conquered by war

Dark satanic blasphemy

I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight
My eyes suffer from eternal sparks
So shut the light and dream so I can see
The trident clearer than liver moon

And in my darkest fantasy
And as I reach for hell
I am free...

Hearers are raising from the open sky
Meglomanta reignes supreme
Chilled in horror - christian death
They learned how long to stand and pull

I head to receive
The lust and pain
Beat me jesus
And we will win

3. The Dance Of Eternal Shadows

I must embrace visual hell
To satisfy us
Rape the whores in blasphemy
I am man while I feast upon your flesh

Glance in my eyes
and see the eternal shadows dancing
Playing in the desert of my life
Burning -
And my soul is descending...

Leader of all - face the apocalyps
You fools deep under the black rain
And nothing remains

Flowers to step on, flowers to burn

Am I ready for the god below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To send my soul away
To the grave I work
Until I'm feeling weak...

But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lonely kingdom

4. Unholy Black Metal

When the sun has died
When the angels are blind
When the pig lies thick
Over the palace of god

When the fullmoon lights the earth
When the wolves gather in the open
When blood rains from heaven high
And from the pearly gates

When jehovas hordes are slaughtered
When disciples twelve are dead
When beheth of easter lands
And raped and raped again

When the whore of babylon rides
When fury turns to hate
When all sons of satan
Sodomize the lambs of christ

When the gates have all been opened
When the funerals never end
When satans ports paint out hearts
And sadness our souls

When witches burn the priests
When the ancient ones return
When the demons ride the numb
With their hares of dark desires

From the abode of demons
A wing of the pentagram
Comes the juice that painted
My heart and my soul

Swept in black they are
Swept in black I am

From this soul comes the eyes
That will look upon your ten
Beautiful heads with delight

My heart is the one
That will tend to your flames
And make them mine
We share this spirit -
My heart is yours...

I am your disciple
And therefore my own
Your weapon I will be
With the demons that posesses me
We'll ride the seven sins of death
That takes me to Katharian

The sign of your horns
Is my dearest vision
They impale all holy and weak

You watch me face the mirror
And see desecration
With my art I am the fist
In the face of god

6. Under A Funeral Moon

On the day of my final sacrifice
The chilling steel open my veins
Blood staines my skin
Silver chalice must be filled

Drinking the poisoned blood
I enter my shadowed coffin
Two goathorns in my hands
I raise my arms and close my eyes
To receive the infernal hails
From my brother in the land of the damned

The howling wind blows in the naked trees
Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark
Below me, the path to the cemetary
Where my spiritual brothers take me

They halt at the shadows of an oak
My nocturnal funeral commence
Lying in my blasphemous sleep
I am lowered down to the pit

A raven sings my last song
As the wolves howl their goodbyes
The funeral moon glows strongly now
For I am nearly there

This night of late october
The darkside open it's gate
Morbid souls wait for me
- For satanic conspiracy

Flowers of doom
Rising in bloom
You will see
Our immortality!

7. Crossing The Triangle Of Flames

Engulfed in frost
I sailed our dreams
Gloomy inner landscape comes to life

I am the wolf in the darkest scene
Phantasm sweep my role
I am lucifer, I bring you light and pride

Three steps for the white
A journey for the black
No flags for the ten lines
(but) I'll shoot you full of signs

In other dimensions
My visions grew black wings
You wouldn't know if I was him

The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
Possess me as I burn
Into your painted realms

8. Inn I De Dype Skogers Favn

Det garr en vei over fjellar
Inn i de dype skogers favn
garder her led grusom skjebne
Ved likbaal sorget mang ca ravn

Pesten trod den Norske mark
Fra havn over land til annen havn
Med tunge subbende skritt den seg
Inn i de dype skogers favn

Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen fromsen
Gjorde huden veik under en morren himmel

Det gaar en vei over fjellat
Inn i de dype skogers favn
Langsom vanding forer meg
Inn i det dunkle skogsriket

For as finde en gard, eldet og forlatt
Fra en ensom, sort og endelen natt...

This album is for the Norwegian Black Metal Mafia.

Transilvanian Hunger 
the Mountains are Cold
Cold
Cold
Soul
Cold

Your hands are cruel
careful ... pale ...
To Haunt, to Haunt 
forever at Night

Take me
can't you feel the Call
Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber

To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace
ohh, Hate Living ... The only heat is warm blood

So Pure ... So Cold
Transilvanian Hunger

Hail to the true, intense vampires
A story made for Divine fulfillment

To be the Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow
Sorrow and Fright
the Dearest Katharsis

Beautiful Evil Self
to be the Morbid Count
A part of a Pact that is Delightfully immortal

Feel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost Desire
Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is Cold

So Pure ... So Cold
Transilvanian Hunger

[Lyrics by Fenriz (1992)]

2. Over Fjell Og Gjennom Torner

Over fjell og gjennom Torner
Gjennnom den One Dunkle Skog
Dí som ein Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre
Skj?r i kjítt. Naler dype i huden ned.

Ravners nebb i Blod vil fratse
efter Slaget har holdt sted
Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp
íkser plantet, Sjeler led.
Kolde Sverd som huden apner
Har som lukter friskt av blood

Den Norríne Rase ma Slakte den andre
nar blammen dunker for tungt pa var dír

[Lyrics by Fenriz (January 1993)]

Taken tetner
Mírket faller
Ondskap Slumrer
Skogen kaller

Her ute i Dyrets domene
gjennom en dyster, Gusten Skog
engler líper, engler flyr
vekk fra min egen kikegaard

Jeg star under en kald vind.
Taken letter 'fra englers flukt
Jeg drikker fra Manens Kalde, 
Bleke lys og hylder Satans sol.
En Grusom Ondskap siver inn og fyller kropp og sjel
En himmel av Daudinger
Tortur og Hat

Taken tetner
Mírket faller
Ondskap Slumrer
Skogen kaller

La meg for evig tjene de toogsytti evig falne
I den Kolde Mírke brínn av de Slue sorte
Verdig utropes jeg som den Uhellige treenighets Skald
NAR HELVETE ENGANG KALLER ER DET INGEN VEI TILBAKE

Taken tetner
Mírket faller
Ondskap Slumrer
Skogen kaller

[Lyrics by Fenriz (1992)]

Kan du íyne Slottet i det fjerne
og dets lystige, skralende fest
Par som danser, par som ler
par som svímmer i uakstom Synd

Og under den sol dom (de) sorte tilber
feirer de nyar med festing og tull
En skammelig Synd som Guder anser
som andelig makkverk

og hullene er graver
som bare er for dem
Med andelige naler
som for alltid ...
vil pine alle lem

Kan du íyne Slottet i det fjerne
fra din mírke, Grimme hule
sa kan du hati i tusen ar -
Fryde deg over smerten de far

[Lyrics by Fenriz (January 1993)]

Naberg reiste seg, n?r ved Mannahemens garden.
íkstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke - dog var er byllepestens plager.
Ingen gjestet frender, ingen gjestet prest,
ingen drog til byen, uten lanse og til hest.

I Opphavs tider sang de sanger, for seg selv og sine fedre.
I dag synges kun de sanger, som skal gjíre morgendagen bedre.
Sanger for den neste, ingen sanger for den Beste.
Svik og lígn har fatt sin plass, i midgard jotneses palass.

En mann vandret rolig, sikker, stolt der mellom hus.
Han ferdedes blant folk, han trakket tyredd der blant mus.
Flere hundre menn, han gjestet hver kald natt.
Han var eníyd, híy og tynn, og pa sitt hode bar han hatt

Ensom mann han vandret, over bivsrot en kald morgen.
Han ristet pa sitt hode, over menneskenes tap.
For de sikret seg en plass, i en ufídt tragisk himmel,
for de vandret nor og ned, for de ratnet i Hels fred

[Skrevet for Darkthrone av Greifi Grishnackh i timene ved arsskiftet 31/12 - 93]
[og 1/1 - 94. I en dyster stund i fengsel. I lyden av ett hundre manns fortvi-]
[lelse og sinne (over nok et ar a leve). Skrevet i kulde og hat - og sinne!!!]

6. I En Hall Med Flesk Og Mjíd

Ien gammel ask - hang en Naskald gubbe,
Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned.
Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned,
for ingen kunne vite - hrorhen hengingen fant sted

Ensom mann han var - Da han dro til Valfars plass,
han ankom ifírt Brynje - til et storslatt Grimt Palass.
Tusen ar var gatt - siden forrige mann kom dit.
de grat av Dyster glede - da en sínn kom endelig.

Nor for det Trolske gapet - var en takeheim dypt ned.
Rekker av Nors sínner - vandret dithen nor og ned.
Ingen manglet Grav - og ingen manglet sínner,
for de for av elle og sott - dit til Kuldeheimens senger.

Kun fa av vaktens barn - kom til Farens rike rad,
for listig svik blant dem - fírte flestemann dypt ned.
Dog kan man híre sangen - hver en Hedensk gammel híytid
for ja enna festes det - blant De Trofste Ods Sínner.

[Skrevet for Darkthrone av Greifi Grishnackh 31/12 - 1993 a.Y.P.S.]

Flittermice of Eld Unveiled at the plenilune
Fordone by Mournful rest now seeking to be fed again
Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light
That Shineth Forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return

Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows,
They peer the yesteryears as thoose are coming back.
Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten,
Beholding the Devastation of all morals built by them.

Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme yehova
and to build their Temple (of the) Damned on once holy pleasure ground
A Fare to Raise the Flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races,
To build the Hall of Battle and to live in Eternal Strife

Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest
Multifarious Winged Black Creatures slew the angels (up so) high.
Devastation, Blasphemy, Desecration, Unholy He
who Burned the face of god with the Eye of Our Master

[Written for Darkthrone by Count Grishnackh 27 & 29 - 1993 a.Y.P.S.]

En Grind stod apen, en rytter viste seg.
En Kald Take hadde lagt seg over marken.
Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn.
Et íye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg.

Stillhet senket seg, da fílget stopped opp,
de stoppet i en sirkel rundt en stein.
Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram,
for Steiner var en tanke fylt av Kraft.

Stjerner pa en himmel, som Aldri faller ned.
Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig.
Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kule og Forakt.
Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter.

I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret,
var en stein som rírte seg og ble til liv.
Ni armerte menn, pa ni gra stolte hester,
bar en fane hvorpa íyet viste seg.

Ihver en natt er et nytt mírke.
Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg,
men dog Aldri skal jeg grate,
for Stolt red jeg jo dengang,
ut av den dype skogen.

[Skrevet for Darkthrone av Greifi Grishnackh]

Transilvanian Hunger Was Recorded In November And December 1993

"Panzerfaust"

En Vind Av Sorg
La seg tungst
omkring
De Eldstes hus

En eim av Frost
pa en allerede Frossen sjel
Et savn av Hyllest
fra disse De Edle sinn

Minnes de svundne Tider
Et Hav av Tid
har gaet siden Den gang
Norroners tro og skikk

Til Skogen hjem en Kom
og trakk luften inn
Her lukter det Kristen manns blod
- igler pa Vare Hjerter

[Lyrics by Fenriz, February 1994]

Bearer of Sword
stands beyond (the) Triumphant
As Eternal Night falls
on the Planet of (almost full) Void

Weaves War with a gesture of Might
Fallen are the Souls
Blinded by the Warrior Dreams
Finds the star invisible
to most of the regular Men and Slaves

and The Master serves Him

Leaves then for the Last Time
Finally His Castle
Monument of Misanthropy and Wrath
Hate
Loyal Friend of His Sober Hours
Treads on while the Faith Whips Sharp
mental pain makes His Eyes Gleam
A light made of Dark Thrones and Frozen Winds
Now can leave the planet

[Lyrics by Fenriz, January 1994]

3. The Hordes Of Nebulah

Scent of (the) Flying Shadows
are in the Eyes of the Vast Uranus
for these Eyes have seen
the horses of the Universe fade away

Oh, Father (the) Fog of Nebula
your faithful children have escaped
The Walls of Eternity
The Elders Curse-
like Snow of the Solstice of the Sun

and what the Eyes of Uranus can see
Far Yonder in the Shade of the Walls
was happening Milleniums ago
So whatever lies Beyond the Gate
It lies in the Past

Oh, We are the Hordes of Nebula
having Travelled through an Eternal Sea of Void
we glance upon a distant light
Star in the Far; Ye Mighty Sun
Will you Die before We reach you?
Are you a Fatal result of the Laws of Distance?
The Swords of Time are pointing at our Hearts
The grass here seems Raped-
as we face Eternal Misery

[Lyrics by Fenriz, Ca 1990/91]

EIGHT MILES DEEP THE WELL FORGOTTEN BY MORTALS
OH, I DRANK IT EMPTY IN ONE SINGLE SIP
EIGHT MILES WIDE THE VALLEY BEYOND ALL HOPE
OH, I FILLED THE WHOLE WITH ONE SINGLE FIST

FIVE MILLION CHRISTIANS ON A RIDE TOWARDS US
OH, I SLAUGHTERED THE BUNCH WITH ONE SINGLE HIT (WITH MY SPEAR)
FIVE MILLION WOMEN SO ALONE IN THE NIGHT
OH, I HAD THEM ALL SATISFIED PROFUSELY (EVERY NIGHT BY MYSELF)

TEN THOUSAND TROLLS HARD AS ROCK COLD AS ICE
OH, THEY RAN WHEN I ROSE TO FACE THEM
TEN HUNGRY WAVES THEY SWALLOWED MY SHIP
OH, I STEADILY WALKED HOME (AND I ONLY GOT WET ON MY FEET)

NO SINGLE BOOK WERE BEHELDEN BY ME
OH, NO QUESTION I CANNOT DO ANSWER
ONLY ONE SINGLE LAMP DO SHOW ME THIS WAY
AND THAT IS THE EYE OF SATAN

[Written by Darkthrone by Greifi Grishnackh, December 1993 a Y.P.S.]

[Lyrics by Fenriz, January 1994]

6. Beholding The Throne Of The Might

When Hell Calls Your Name
there's No Way Back
and the Burning slaves
and the Burning holy
will be seen from afar
as the New Risen Throne (Star)
and when the fires have Burned
beholding the Seas of Ashes
and roll the (ir) Blooded flesh
on holy areas Now Cold
and Dead
and flowers Smell of Black
Now Emperor of No Light
and Pain
for the Eternal slaves
the envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves
and destruction upon the holy man
who hails a
Join us We Are (the) Future Now
Be Desecration Master
Be The Hammer
the Hammer

[Lyrics by Fenriz, January 1994]

Note: The spelling of certain words in the first song are not completely
correct as I substituted the closest English letter. This is not meant
as disrespect for the original language, more to keep the file ascii based.

"All songs by Darkthrone. Grimly Produced by Darkthrone"
"Panzerfaust" is Dedicated to Satyr of Satyricon "Evig er Krigen Mot de av
lyset"

"UNHOLY BLACK METAL - The Most Hated Band In The World"

"BEHOLD THE RISE OF THE FLAMING TRINITY
COME FORTH THE HIGH PRIESTS OF IMPURITY
DWELLERS OF THE DEEPS OF THE PAINKING SEA"
(EXCERPT FROM THE SONG "THORNSPAWN CHALICE" BY ISENGARD"

"Before Fenriz dies he would like to state the following:
Follow the Light from The Star Beyond the Stars.
Hail to the Grandest Godess Agarwaen Hiril o Morgul of Awe/Aghast
Thank you Paul Baloff (and Gary Holt) for the lyrics and
music on "Bonded by Blood"; The first album of Exodus. And
thank you B.E.E. for writing American Psycho. Satanic hails to
Frost of Satyricon. I would also like to pay tribute to HUMID and
VORTEBEKK SPACEBAND; a couple of bands that has nothing whatsoever
to do with the Black Metal scene at all: but if you want to
leave this planet, the mentioned bands have very good tickets indeed.
Foreverbliss to these two bands!"

Coverdesign by Fenriz, Moonfog & Nofagem"

"DARKTHRONE IS CERTAINLY NOT A NAZI-BAND NOR A POLITICAL
BAND, THOSE OF YOU WHO STILL MIGHT THINK SO, YOU CAN
LICK MOTHER MARY'S ASSHOLE IN ETERNITY"

[lyric by Garm]

We sail the seas, of negativity
to banish kindness from this place
(Sans scruples, sans humility)

To behold the fierceness of wolves
assailing ye saints thoroughly
(Sans love, sans compassion)

To behold the wails of thine in affright
whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts
(Sans warmth, sans pity)

To behold a world, darkly astir
rising in madness and mystery
(sans light, sans life)

Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie
Than to tremble amidst, this old memory?
Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold!
Tis the rise of satanic divinity...

Oh we rejoice at the destruction
of all ye have ever lived for...

Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall
Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath
(tis the voices from the past)

Aye we can not mourn, for
never morrow shall dawn
World without end...

[lyrics by Nocturno Culto]

The urge...so strong
To do the devil's work.
The flock of jesus christ
I will rape your souls
till you see the devil clear

Blackwinged

Evil wings bring torture from the skies
With a limb so huge,
to serve you christian sluts
Penetrate your pure cunts with might
Now you filthy cunts, do you see the moon?
Its glowing for the black wings return

Blackwinged

We'll burn your worthless bodies
and send the fire and stench
to heaven high, Remind your worthless
god, that our victory is complete
Clean this earth of holy bitches
Desecrate mother mary

Blackwinged

3. Gather For Attack On The Pearly Gates

[lyrics by Nocturno Culto]

Brothers of north, brothers of doom
Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin

The shadows of our warrior souls
will float with infernal speed

Souls of christ, prepare for fight
We'll crush your halls with bonecrushing
might supreme

Your feeble cries will not be heard
Since your god lies dead and buried
In the ruins of the pearly gates

Brothers of north, brothers of doom

Endlessnights of total war
Coming closer
Gather, Hell is calling...gather
Gather for attack on the pearly gates.

4. Black Victory Of Death

[lyrics by Ihsahn]

Fire
Fire I greet Thee
Give life to shadows grim
So that they may writhe where you dwelt
In life, now dead within

Gaia!
Once mother of all life
Now raped by death
To breed the brethren of black fire

Destruction!
In claw-controe
Neverending bleakness
In the sight of the undead

Black desert of ashes
Under a dark clouded sky
Given shelter to flesheating flames
Starved since creation

Reign from skeleton thrones
The realm of the beast
Black victory of death
No life in this funeral beast

5. Majestic Desolate Eye

[lyrics by Nocturno Culto]

Desolate winter lifeless
Landscape
Halls of north frozen
Eagles and ravens domain

One-eyed master silently
Awaits to strike at dawn

Hordes will fight and come
forth from dark hidden places
Ready to kill

March to war, for the eternal
Northern Sky

6. Blasphemer

[lyrics by Carl-Michael]

In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow

A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
are the glorious those who triumph
in a kingdom of eternity?
...a castle of sand
whose roof has sheltered my
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"

A whore gave birth to the flies
...who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks

I simulate the absence
"To enter a kingdom of
flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hel"

Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.

7. Ravnajuv

[lyrics by Nocturno Culto]

I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land
tallose de samler sine
Ravnsort vinge
Der akter de at radslage
For tid at komme
minnes pest ukristen tid
Tidens begynnelse
Tidens slutt de a vil forme
Baerere av sorg
Baerere av hat
Baerere av forakt
Baerere av ukristen tid

[Lyrics by Satyr]

Feel the burning flame
as the sun in the desert sand
Sense tghe grief as the knives of torment
Shreds your soul
Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape
Hordes from infernal wastelands united
Under blackened wings
Souls under the serpents banner
with common flesh
But a heart of scorn and painfull anger

Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might"
Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison

And from the vast towers of the underworld
one could see shadows of Them in dark
caves and endless halls
Trample down bronze gate of tartaros
Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices
Greeting Their arrival for the battle of the
ages is at hand and when the garish slave
of the seeds of life has turned into a
torrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep

Stare into the galactic fog
- armageddon has been achieved

Engulfed in frost
I sailed our dreams
gloomy inner landscapes come to life

I am the wolf in the darkest scene
Phantasms sweep my role
I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride

Three steps for the white
A journey for the black
No flags for the tens lines
(but) I'll shoot you full of signs

In other dimensions
My visions grew black wings

The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
come to me
possess me as I burn
into your painted realms

come raging chaos
rule power from your soul
pure demoniac blessing
as I kill myself in woe
(as I kill myself in woe)

As souls coloured the face of the moon
shall suffer the eclipse

you must know that I can no longer see
the difference of dream and reality

for the walls have been sieged
and banished by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy

3. (The) Grimness Of Which Shepherds Mourn

I stand alone
in a valley filled with starlight
my eyes suffer
from eternal sparks

So shut the lids and dream so I can see
the trident clearer than ever now

And in my darkest fantasy
And as I reach for Hell
In my darkest fantasy
I reach for Hell
and I am Free...

4. Sadomasochistic Rites

Hearses are raining
from the open sky
megolomania
reigns supreme

Chilled in horror - Christian Death

they leaned too long to stand a fall

I bend to receive
the lust and pain
beat me Jesus
and we will win

5. As Desertshadows

I must embrace visual hell to satisfy us
Rape the Whores in Blasphemy
I am Him while I feast upon your flesh

Glance into my eyes
and see the darkest shadows dancing
playing in the desert of my life
burning, - and my soul is descending

Glance into my eyes
and see the darkest shadows dancing
into the night

6. In His Lovely Kingdom

Lover of all
face the Apocolypse
you fade away under the black rain
and flowers remain

flowers to step on
flowers to burn

Am I ready for the god below
red flesh to penetrate my skin
to steel my soul away
to the grave I seek
until I'm feeling weak

But there's fire
in my heart, in my eyes
in his body, in his eyes
and in his lovely kingdom

daimon
It's been years
daimon
Since I discovered the other world
The other world
where shadows draped to our feet

Evil
Possess me

I pretend
but daemons
I can only
dream of

In coldness and darkness
I know I'm possessed

Bodies
are what we all see
dead or alive

We're alive
but our truth is dead

???
for all to see

Demon
when it's cold and dark
possess me

??? and ???

8. Toward(s) The Thornfields

Now
now that I'm ??? you

My black wings have ???

But remember
When you smile
You forget the pain inside

The feeling you all hate
I'm there to bring it
in another world

Have you ever been true
??? I have

You feel I hurt
You feel that I have

Take me to the thornfields

9. (Birth Of Evil) Virgin Sin

Today as ???

Come on

??? to take

I gave birth
to my astral

To ???
Upon this earth

???

Don't you ever walk my way
I ??? walk alone

10. Green Cave Float

I am the thousand storms of the black heart
I am the desert of redemption
I soar on dead wings of sin

I am freedom with cracked virginity
arrows of my erection, fade to hear me
but the ones who came with fear and hate

Kiss me!
Deep, long and hard

those who summon

be the scheme at the jinx of jewish fairy tales
is salt upon every soul held by your life

And I wonder
who seeks desolation
to my eyes, holds a vision
embrace last away

1. Lifeless

Depreived of Will
Three Feel in the Grave
Decaying Soul
Myself I shall Kill

Life Less
Depreived
Lifeless
In Hatred

Portal of Fear
(with) Ornaments of Sin
Barren Life
Drained of Blood, I'm Near

Life Less
Deprived
Life Less
In Hatred

Awaiting Grimly in the shadows...
Utter totalitarin fortressess of Voidmight
In the Water of Life the Circuits are breaking
Eons of Numb Hoplessness Lies Ahead

Life Less
Deprived
Life Less
In Hatred

Elapsed Chainless Activity
Timeless Contradiction
Born Without Flesh
Stand - Still Movement
Nothing is In Perspective
Smashing Ground
Concious, Aware...
Mindflight Fully Digested
Consequences Beyond Rational
- Thought

Aming of the Featherless
For it is Bournd to Existance
Sources Floating - Shimmering
- Events, That Make the Warrior
Proud

BlackHole Invulnerability
Black Flames Gallantly Dancing
Threading Human Soil
Sworn to Intoxicate the
- Planet

Magnituede Unvieled
Profused Tailored Terror
Forlorn Hope
Locked Behind Crumbled Doors
Impoverished Life
Desolated Globe

3. The Claws of Time

Trapped in the Claws of Time
Bone Hard Deathsane
Necrohatred By Angels
Beneath the Cruust, Shredding Moans

Pretenders of Sorrow
Elder Perserverance Learns
Fakers of Deathyearns
Killed by Tomorrow

Mind Spoiled, Innards Corrode
Merciless Grind Drone or Die
Contradictions Swirl (In) Hysterical Contortions
Resistance is Futile

Pretenders of Sorrow
Elder Perseverance Learns
Fakers of Deathyearns
Killed by Tomorrow

4. Across the Vacuum

Gurning Victim - Insane on Pain
Bridges Burnt - Future Creamated
Cursed by Damnation - Menial Shreddings
Across the Vacuum; - The Churning Souls

Irrationally Panzergrim Fears
Impending Havoc Nears
Demons of Lost Years and Seconds
Behold the Lord of Sin, He Beckons

Eerie Tornado - Of Naked Angst
Contamination of Sanity - Degenerating Rewardsystem
Certified Possesion - Inverted Mind
Nevers Left Splintered - Bare and Torn

Sick (crippled) Fucked and Forlorn
Another Disciple (is) Born
Silent Feeble Cries
No One Knows you Die

5. Ravishing Grimness

Impersonal Whirling Cinical Hate
Abrupt Irritation Morphed (into) Anger
Pounding Exploding Ravishing Grimness
Genes Drenced in Ferocious Wrath

Chronic Deviant Mood Reactions
Vindicative Instincts reeted with Glee
Conpletely Born and Built to Loathe
A Dreary Hell's in Store of Me

Ripping Cruelty The only Ability
Black Hole Soul High on Hostility
Unearthly Rush Of Misanthrphy Pure
For this I'll Burn in Hell of Sure

Chronic Deviant Mood Reactions
Vindicative Instincts reeted with Glee
Conpletely Born and Built to Loathe
A Dreary Hell's in Store of Me

6. To the Death (Under the King)

Another Day
Of Misery Ablaze
Running Screaming From Insanity's Reign

(It's) A Living Nightmare
Confused Mind
Carpetbombed and Pierced
By Utter Psychic Havoc

Pinehill Salvation
To the Death
Sore Trembling Haven
When (the) Pain Overwhelms
(What if death won't set me free)

Under the King
Carnal Life
Hedonistic
Turning In (The) Animal
Alien, Unhuman
Detached from RAOM

Pinehll Salvation
To the Death
Sore Trembling Haven
When (the) Pain Overwhelms
(What if death can't set me free)

En Skygge Av Det Som Engang Var
I've become and Empty Soulside Shell
From my Solemn Hill in the Sunset
I throw myself to Grim Forverhell

Facts:
All Music : Nocturnal Culto
except Track 2 : Fenriz
All Lyrics : Fenriz
Except Track 2 : Aldrahn R Fog