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 Burned on that stake they burnt my soul as well. Your pure feelings, your flaming hate; it was not enough.
Natassja, my beloved satanic witch, The power in your eyes and yourself. Worked for the noble in man. Pass the bottle, pass the knife, Pass 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 jesus. 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 thougths and your pains are my wine; and Natassja: I'll get these goddam angels drunk...
2. Summer Of The Diabolical Holocaust
Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe Alls souls coloured the face of the moon Shall suffer the eclipse
You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dreams and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by our
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 ever now
And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free...
Hearers are raising from the open sky Meglomania reigns 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 fog lies thick Over the Palace of god
When the fullmoon lights the earth When the wolves gather in the open When blood rains from the heaven high And from the pearly gates
When Jehovas hordes are slaughtered When disciples twelve are dead When beliefs of easter land Are raped and raped again
When the whore of Babylon rides When pity turns to hate When all sons of Satan Sodomise the lambs of Christ
When the gates have all been opened When the funerals never end When Satan's power paint our hearts And satisfies our souls
When witches burn the priests When the Ancient Ones return When demons ride the nuns With their horns of dark desire
5. To Walk The Infernal Fields
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 går en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Gårder her led grusom skjebne Ved likbål sørget mang en ravn
Pesten trod den Norske mark Fra havn over land til annen havn Med tunge subbende skritt den steg Inn i de dype skogers favn
Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen Gjorde huden veik under en Norrøn himmel
Det går en vei over fjellet Inn i de dype skogers favn Langsom vandring fører meg Inn i det dunkle skogsriket
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