Tribulation The Formulas Of Death 1. Vagina Dentata [Instrumental] 2. Wanderer In The Outer Darkness Downwards I turn to the maze of Death To the waste of creation, to the abode of spirits vile I turn my back from the source of the light From the Godhead into the night I penetrate the nightside womb; I'll journey to the dark side of the moon I close my drowning eyes and venture into the unknown A leap of faith into an ever storming sea Tiamat of the black deeps churning endlessly Take me to the tunnels where the phantoms lurk Where the shadows breed is where I plant my seed I will join you in an orgy of stark horror sweet In my darkest of dreams we will meet Formulae, open up the vast black, open my mind to the Formulae, open up the wast black, open my eye Devour my with your deathly grace, swallow my soul I turn my back from the source of the light From the Godhead into the night I penetrate the nightside womb; I'll journey to the dark side of the moon I close my drowning eyes and venture into the unknown Formulae, open up the vast black, open my mind to the Formulae, open up the wast black, open my eye Devour my with your deathly grace, swallow my soul 3. Spectres In the gloom, in the sublime In the crevice where the death bells chime In the in between where darkness swirls The twilight is the crack between the worlds Night - bewitching, luring Host of daunting spectacles At dawn - a dance of death There's a wind of disease Emanating from a distant mist Beware the dancing ones' breath Beware the witches kiss At the sound of strikes 13 As the feet turn backwards And the air turns to ice Spectres appear From the cold, from the moon From the sounds of the Devil's tune From the blood that the pious condemn In the tomb we become Night - bewitching, luring Host of daunting spectacles At dawn - a dance of death There's a wind of disease Emanating from a distant mist Beware the dancing ones' breath Beware the witches kiss At the sound of strikes 13 As the feet turn backwards And the air turns to ice Spectres appear Out of womb, out of hell Out of the worlds of distorted sheels Out of the smudge from the serpent's eye A demon breed, the trail to the north Trought lady she-fox's cry 4. לילה [Instrumental] 5. Suspiria De Profundis You come to visit me in dreams In the borderland to where darkness gleams In a state of bliss long gone from this earth You appear before me Far away where the skeletons are dancing Where the moon is red and the magic is enhancing Where the black birds are falling from the sky Where I come to die My visions Covered with flies, drenched in black You're dripping with burning oil Twisting limbs, burnt, decayed Alone you stand in barren soil The roots go deep And through them flows ancient continuity Here are the secrets of becoming And the doors to immortality The becoming of ghouls The becoming of ghosts that stalk the nothingness I hear them, echoing in the valleys of my sleep The becoming of ghosts Ever drawing nearer Those sighs coming from the deep The becoming of ghosts 6. Through The Velvet Black This be the second feather Of a bird black as pitch A raven of death, another one of the intestines removed The shadowy gloom thickens, can you feel The call of the witch? The seas begin to roll, the earth begins to move I turn the torch of life down against the dark soil I taste the wine of death and my blood starts to boil I quench the flame and the sky turns to night I float in the absence of light The sweetness of dead, no misery nor woe We belong dead, dead where we are to go A cursed land, the wolven father's seat Where the Devil and his children Still walk with earthly feet This Velvet Blackness There is a poison in my blood, in my soul This Velvet Blackness There is a poison in my heart, in my soul Behold the pendulum's begun to swing The reek of Death appearing, the darkness moving in I see the night is coming, it's carried by the wind A darkened sky before me, my monument of sin This Velvet Blackness There is a poison in my blood, in my soul Come put your sweet disease in me Now burn in me, scourge the insides of me! Boiling Black Blood Dissolving Black Blood Boiling Black Blood Coagulate Black Blood 7. Rånda In Barren landscapes - Parched with thirst In Woods at Night - And Streams by Day Her Hollow Voice - Sings through the Mist To Lure you Out - Into the Wild Creature of Beauty - A Darkness she Hides To take you Out - Where the Devil Rides "Beware - beware of her bright hair And the strange dress that glitters there Many a young man she beguileth Smiles winningly on youthful face But woe to him whom she embraces" [Johan Wolfgang von Goethe] She Stains your Soul - With Sin after Sin Marks your Soul - Under the Skin A Terror Rises - From Deep Within A Muted Scream - In Her Eyes Gleam In a Distant Dream... A Curse for the Few - That call her Name A Curse for you - That seek Her out Remember this Tale - Forget not Her Name The Gates of Death - Will Open for You... 8. When The Sky Is Black With Devils The sky has turned black By demons with lanterns in hand The axis is mine to climb, for the light I withstand The clouds open up as the night's roads expand The wine is for me to drink, the nectar of eternity Your ways are torn asunder My ways are reborn The energies are here, they are buried in the soil The world seems to fade as the serpent uncoils The unearthly, the death of life and birth of soul The wine is for me to drink The elixir of immortality Your ways are torn asunder My ways are reborn My will begins the ascension of a slumbering snake I feel the energy, the calling of a crimson moon Drink with Rudra, drink from the cup The drink is poison for the profane As it opens passages to the other It makes the very foundation of your world collapse Drink with Rudra, drink from the cup Descend into the underworld Down, down, down Mutilation and death Metamorphosis divine Transmigration in ecstasy Rebirth from death malign My ways are torn asunder I am reborn 9. Spell Can you see the dead? Phantom shadows Now flicker through the air Can you see them? Can you hear their cries? Wailing mournful Lamentations of despair Can you hear the devil? Under a moonless sky the owls cry Seed is spilled in fertile soil Now banished from the light Unions are forged Through the forbidden The alchemy of night We are estranged We are spiraling Backwards through the haze We are utterly estranged We have spiraled And turned backwards And we are making Our ways on through the maze And as the flames of The tripods expire It enters the soul Devilish Carpathian Lamentations! Poisonous haze The philter's steam Deadly nightshade and mandragora Step in to the dark Float in to the dream Take the last step into the mist 10. Ultra Silvam [Instrumental] 11. Apparitions I can feel the Right side of my face go numb A pleasant chill is running down my spine I feel the cold breath of something unknown I smell and taste of blood - I am no longer alone Shapeless dual figures Swaying back and fro Smoke like larvae flying In the wind they blow Subconscious calling The dead will dance If you sing their songs In trance When you call upon them The will come Hauting memories make these rooms sweat Twisted shadows dancing, sinister silhouettes A gateway, a gaping mouth To these entities unknown The beauty of night fills this energy flow The dead shall dance as I lead them on The dead shall dance if you sing their songs In death - my path is sealed I'll sing for death when my soul is freed Spirits from the other side Hollows in the tides of time Johannes Andersson – Bass, Vocals Jakob Ljungberg – Drums Jonathan Hultén – Guitars Adam Zaars – Guitars