Ragnarok (NO) Malediction 1. Blood Of Saints Priest Diseased Poison in your mind Try To preach Your sermon for the weak While Your lungs Are crawling ‘round your spine Regurgitate When you are running past your peak Horny Monks Clutching tightly ‘round their throats Frivolous Nuns You better heed the call Berserkers Burning The contents of your scrolls Heathen Beliefs Still strong within us all Blood Red sky An omen to respect Night To day A monastery ablaze Swords Of death A mission to protect The heathen Gods Our pagan heritage [Chorus:] BLOOD OF SAINTS – Crushing Christianity Dragonships, the scourge of the seven seas BLOOD OF SAINTS – Crushing Christianity Norsemen, the scourge of your belief [Spoken words of the middle part:] When the pagans desecrated the sanctuaries of God, and poured out the blood of saints around the altar, laid waste the house of our hope, trampled on the bodies of saints in the temple of God, like dung in the street. What can we say except lament in our soul with you before Christ's altar, and say: “Spare, O Lord, spare thy people, and give not thine inheritance to the Gentiles, lest the pagan say, ‘Where is the God of the Christians?” (Alcuin, the deacon of Lindisfarne Monastery in a letter to Higbald, bishop of Lindisfarne Monastery 793) ['These words are about the Viking attack on Lindisfarne Monastery 793. This marked the start of the Viking age and was a great opportunity to lay Christianity to rest as well as killing and plundering in the name of the heathen gods.'] 2. Demon In My View Diabolous There’s a demon in my view Venomous For those who are not of the worthy few Satanized There’s demon in my view Treacherous Your blood would freeze if you only knew My demon, my friend, my lair My demon, no burden, to bear I will stay inside I cannot be exorcised You need me As much as I need you I’m the one who whispers Wisdom in your ear I’m the one who keeps your back Straight and erect I am your only friend No one else will take the blame When you show your face And stand up for yourself This is the ugly truth The ego, your own pursuit A man is a man Is a man’s best friend Subconsciously There’s a demon in my view Viciously If you’re the kind who won’t follow through Consistently There’s a demon in my view Ruthlessly He’ll slaughter those who are crossing me My demon, my ally, my peer My demon, my keeper, from fear I will stay inside I cannot be exorcised You need me As much as I need you I’m the one who whispers Wisdom in your ear I’m the one who keeps your back Straight and erect I am your only friend No one else will take the blame When you show your face And stand up for yourself This is the ugly truth The ego, your own pursuit A man is a man Is a man’s best friend [“A Demon in My View” is about our inner demons. We all have an inner demon who chooses to show himself when we need him the most. He can show his face when we’re not up to being enough honest, mean, strong or tough. He comes to us when we are in need of survival or keeping up appearances. We need him and he needs us.] 3. Necromantic Summoning Ritual Nocturnal hour Around the pit of fire Magic circle Surrounds the demon’s pyre Occult symbols Traced in the barren soil Arterial drainage Flesh for the sacrifice Manipulate your will Show you the illusion Knowledge from the kill Demon of solution Chalice of blood Held high towards the sky Mutilation Consumption of the corpse Words are spoken For me to summon thee Sacrificial Core of the ceremony Manipulate your will Show you the illusion Knowledge from the kill Demon of solution Necromantic Summoning Ritual ['Necromancy is the art of summoning a spirit or a demon. Medieval practitioners believed they could accomplish three things with necromancy; will manipulation, illusions and knowledge. This could be pretty useful as demons were summoned to cause various afflictions on others. It could be to drive them mad, to inflame them to love or hatred, to gain their favor or to constrain them to do or not do some deed. This could be very useful, indeed.'] 4. Divide Et Impera My words will pierce through you. My plotting will demolished you. Control is an illusion. All order will fall. You will beckon my call. It’s I who stand tall. Divide et impera. The world will be taken in. You’ll kneel for the king. You can never win. My omniscient rule. Divine intervention? I laugh in your face. ['This lyric is about talking shit behind people’s backs, making them insecure and creating conflicts. If you manage to tear the feeling of unity apart, it’s easier for you to take control and reign. It’s better to rule in hell than to serve in heaven.'] 5. (Dolce Et Decorum Est) Pro Patria Mori Heresy How can it be? That I am sacrificed for you Lunacy The irony I’ve no use for the greater good Mind, body, soul Your will remains your own Individual Nowhere to be found You better start thinking for yourself Follower Be a leader instead Don’t let anyone administrate your life Dolce et decorum est pro patria mori Democracy But only for you I’m the one who’s fighting for your rights Gormandize Larger than life While I’m the sacrificial lamb Mind, body, soul Your will remains your own Sodomized By the heads of state The warmonger is never in the fight Rearmament Your own delight It’s high time you fight your own fight Dolce et decorum est pro patria mori ['Why is always individuals sacrificed for the greater good? Why is it that great men are sacrificed so that lazy fat bastards can survive and live a life in luxury? Wouldn’t the other way around make more sense?'] 6. Dystocratic Let madness hunt my mind Let violence guide my hand Embrace this insanity of mine Release the demons trapped inside Arson, murder, suffering Raping, pillaging, butchering Cravings are haunting me My soul will feast on your despair A vengeful state of mind Evil incarnate in the flesh Infested mindset plagued with scorn Will make sure you are laid to rest Oppressing, usurping, torturing Extorting, infesting, pestering Never turn the other cheek Retaliate with tenfold strength Desolated Desecrated Diabolic Dystocratic ['A democratic society can never be a Satanic society. A dystocratic society is a Satanic society.'] 7. Iron Cross – Posthumous Infernal machinegun fire Nocturnal winter dire The Stalinorgan plays A hellish serenade Human remains lie scattered All that’s left of my brothers A darkened sky decends The hail of steel prevails Iron Cross – Posthumous Hear the sound Incoming shell Feel the steel My fate is sealed My blood is shed Christ has fled Feel the pain See the stain God is dead For whom I bled Satan’s real He’ll cut me a deal I grind my teeth Get on my feet A clenched fist of putrid stench The corpses have ripened nicely The eerie sound of tanks Drawing nearer on my flank Your God isn’t here today Satan has come to stay Pick carefully the side Of which you choose to fight Iron Cross – Posthumous I slip and slide No way to hide I run towards The awaiting hordes My path is stained With human remains Path of entrails I’m already dead The honour’s mine I stood my ground I didn’t give in To anything Ragnarok Valhalla is my destiny I found my soul In Odin’s hall. [“Iron Cross – Posthumous” is about the Norwegians who fought on the German side in World War 2. This was mostly young boys who had no idea of what they were getting themselves into. Most of them had no political conviction, but were adventurous or on the run from home. The remains of most of them are still lying in forest beds in the Baltics. Only some of their bodies were recovered and sent home. Their families got their iron crosses posthumous.] 8. The Elevenfold Seal 9. Fade Into Obscurity Can you hear me I am calling you I’ll make you my sword of destiny Sweat, lust, fear erecting you Prove your veins go straight through me A faithful soldier under my command Ask no questions yield no ground Your order is to do or die It’s not an option to fall behind Out from the black – Possess me! Fade into obscurity Go beyond the black Dive into your dark desires I am the one who has come for you innocence I am the one who has come for you mortal soul Fade into obscurity Succumb to my command Surrender your will to my beck and call You are my recruitment tool To populate hell with fresh souls Your reward’s to serve me loyally You’ll never bow down to poverty [“Fade into Obscurity” is about succumbing to Satan’s will, and liking it.] 10. Sword Of Damocles As smooth as the gums of a toothless nun My blade will slide between your ribs As swift as the thoughts of a headless priest My guillotine will sever your head Unstable sexuality of a monk My crossbow will split your skull False promises of Christianity My gun will separate your spine Pride goes before a fall The sword of Damocles Uneasy lies that wears a crown The sword of Damocles Above impious hangs a drawn sword The sword of Damocles Impending doom is growing strong The sword of Damocles As easy as nailing a carpenter to a cross My nails will pierce you palms Treacherous sermon for the weak My words will seal your fate Lucrative promiscuity of a whore My greed will be your ruin As fierce as the anger of a wolverine My razor rearranges your face [The legend of the “Sword of Damocles” is that a sword can cut both ways. It’s good to have, enjoy and exercise power, but at some point you may find yourself in a position where the sword swings back at you. Pride goes before a fall.] 11. Retribution [Vinyl Bonus Track] Jontho ‒ Drums, Vocals (backing) DezeptiCunt ‒ Bass, Vocals (backing) HansFyrste ‒ Vocals Bolverk ‒ Guitars