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...
2. Blackwinged
[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
8. The Serpents Harvest
[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
