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1. Arche
Ageless rivers flowInto the blackened fjordsMountains break the skiesAs infinite monuments of oldThe sound of emptinessWastelands of deathlike sightsThese endless yawning gapsNo difference between day and nightWith no sun burningThere is no lightWith no moon shiningBlack shades whiteA substance boundlessIndefinite desireThe bleakness is eternalA flame without fireFrom nothingnessTo an everlasting forceA permanent chaosThat is forever preservedA primordial conditionEternal and agelessWhere all is bornEverything will be destroyed
2. The Blood Eagle
Born out of worlds of fire and iceThe nature of spirits embrace our livesFrom the underworld to aboveWe worship the fertile soilCarved in the backBlood strained wings are dressedAn image of grotesqueThe blood eagle of human fleshRituals for the godsWe offer our respectThe blood symbols our strengthOur pray is yours to collectCarved in the backBlood strained wings are dressedAn image of grotesqueThe blood eagle of human fleshBlood over a stoneThe sword penetrates the fleshRibs are cut by the spineLounges pulled out of the chestAs the eagle takes it's shapeThe human life expiresSalt sprinkled woundsFlavours the blotTo the kings of ice and fire
3. Wolverine Bastards
Wasted ashore by a stormfull floodLeft behind by their natural kinRaised by disrespected peasantsBorn with nothing, but with a world to winSet aside as a waste of natureNo companion for the wealthy clanMocked and feared for their appearanceBlessed by divine beauty and strengthTheir youthful spirits urge to rebelTheir nature is to seekA rebellion adored by their peersHatred by the king and his headNever responding to threatsHunting down looters of unjustTheir youthful spirits urge to rebelTheir nature is to seekAs the night embrace the hillsThey shape as their mothers shameWolverine bastards roam these hillsA devilish dance stampede their game
4. The Sound of the River
A northbound pathAlone I walk this landThese lordless fieldsUntouched by manThrough the narrow woodsTrees shield the windJust a whistling soundDesolation becomes meThe sound of the riverThe source to my lifeI walk along herAdoring her pristine sightI am of the earthThe past is my bloodAncestors rebirthMy seed growsUnder this majestic mountainThere is a prosperous fieldThis will be my homelandWhere my river streamsStone build on stoneWalls become to keepThe outside at a distanceMy blood within reachA body well wornScars of lifeHere I liveHere I dieThe sound of the riverThe source to my lifeI walk along herAdoring her pristine sight
5. Fire on the Mountain
Rebirth of lifeNew moral values awakeA beast takes shapeAwakes an inner hatePrimal instincts let wildAn untamed figure ariseFrom the shadows it's watchingAn enclosure of the skiesOrder and rules set asideThe desire for power reignsThe quest to huntShadows the hope of being savedThe savage spiritNo longer restrainedKill or be killedThe hunter versus his gameFire on the mountainFire on the mountainInnate evil aliveAs the flame is dyingLord of the fliesFire on the mountainFire on the mountain
6. The Others and the Look
Buried alive in a world of disappearThis grey maze shadows my sightA self made coffin buried by dreadAn overwhelming angst fills my headCaptivated by the presence of othersI aim at them to mirror my thoughtsTo reflect and share my visionsI am something, without them I am notFrom the shadows I watch and observe themLiving my hunger through their livesEvery move directed with cautionLet them see through me, but never insideI wander through the shadowsNaked by the guilt in their eyesThe eyes reflect my sadnessShall I seek their forgivenessHow great it would beTo release all sorrows, to set my soul freeI lit the fireMy world burns todayTomorrow is of redemptionWith ashes I wash it all awayThere is no reek of sulphurNo overwhelming heatI see no malignant maestroI have no sense of defeatA mental purificationShape shifting transformationA blur has been removed from my sightWith the ashes I riseLiberated by the will to powerI seek no reflection of my thoughtsI have a crystallized visionI am nothing, without them I am all
7. Slave
With unrestrained steps he wandered the earthAn appetite for survival, a natural lawWith no vice nor virtueThere was no moral nor aweMan was born free, now he is everywhere in chainsOnce a wild spirit, now a socialized slaveHarvest the fruits of what is sownYet the earth belongs, belongs to no oneBy fencing a piece of landHis freedom is now goneMan was born free, now he is everywhere in chainsOnce a wild spirit, now a socialized slave
8. Welcome to the Asylum
Welcome to the asylumA monotheistic sectWhere reasons are abandonedThe one almighty you serve and protectMythic manifest of interpreted scripturesA roadmap to the spiritual callWhile life is not enough and death too muchArmageddon penetrates your soulDoctrines might be carved in your scriptsWith the promise of an everlasting better lifeBut as Messiah don't deliverYou need something biggerA fear of an adversary unify you allWelcome to the asylumA monotheistic sectWhere reasons are abandonedThe one almighty you serve and protect
9. Then We Die
From the wilderness we aroseSpread our wings in searchFor answers to eternal questionsLife after deathThe meaning of birthSometimes we see itBut most times we denyToo afraid to liveThen we dieLiving for dyingIn fear of goodbyeAlways preparedThen we dieSometimes we see itBut most times we denyToo afraid to liveThen we dieLiving for dyingIn fear of goodbyeAlways preparedThen we dieEasy to point fingersSo quick to disrespectWhat lie right aheadBlinded by the awe for deathAs we hear the clock tickingWe search and swallow liesWe forget what is of valueThen we dieSometimes we see itBut most times we denyToo afraid to liveThen we die
Line-up:
Sture - Vocals, Guitar
Strom - Guitar
Hvàll - Bass
Steingrim - Drums
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