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The Embodied Core of Darkness This is the last time... The last time I watch the sun rise to blind my eyes Tonight the dark sky is my roof And all misty fields my floor I have found my place to be By your side; in your arms You're my bride - I'll die for you Eosophobic wedlock - forever by your side I won't live to bid you farewell You're the embodied core of darkness Pure beauty dressed in black I fell you are a part of me Thus I a part of you Never again shall the light of day Come between us and tear us apart You're the heart of night And now my heart is yours Seductive Noctilûca Your eyes have never seen the sun Breeding the Evil inside Drops of dew gleaming In the fresh new morning light My body cold and trembling I've left the safety of the night I sit here on the ground By my side there lies a knife It was her fault, I'm not to blame I had to take her life My tearwet eyes won't focus And neither will my head I just sit here in this silence Nothing lives here - all is dead These feelings boil inside A new side of me is born For ever face I see I fell such raging scorn When you took my live away It gave your eyes new vision I planted a seed It gave you a mission From beside the lifeless flesh I pick up my knife I wander into this new day Prepared to take another life March to War Soon shall the sun rise to morning In glorious northern light Gods of darkness grant me wisdom And let the wisdom victor me. March to war March to war March to war March to war When the doom is full of sorrow When the stone is covered with blood When the winds cry out their wisdom When the spirits call the dead When the sun is sunk in slumber When the moon shines through the night March to war March to war March to war March to war When the doom is full of sorrow When the stone is covered with blood When the winds cry out their wisdom When the spirits call the dead When the sun is sunk in slumber When the moon shines through the night Soon shall the sun rise to morning In glorious northern light Gods of darkness grant me wisdom And let the wisdom victor me. I fear no death, nor the bravest man Lightning, thunder, tempest, storm Join me on my march to war Join me on my march to war I've fought through the fiery furnace Through murky Deaths' darkest fields If the Gods would see me die I welcome you Death - When I'm doomed to die... Scarred Lands The night all winds were still And silence lay weighty on the soil By a water sat a voiceless man Alone by this moonlit mirror. He looked to the horizon With a mournful heart In remembrance of what had been. Still he could sense the smoke Of the countless pyres by the shore. He let his hand caress the black ground Among this urn's' dark ashes lies memories of past times hidden. Ruins of the times gone by. Once all this was his... His name had been carved in stone. His image bore into battle. But his men were defeated And his temple burned... This mournful man kept silent For the faith in him is gone, And the land he fought to defend Has withered in his absence. But still some hearts burn in rage For the desecration of this land. Some praise his name at night Some hail his image high... And this man knows: No lost battle will be forgotten In this timeless war. Nightshadow The cold msity veil of frost Shadows eternal call The shapeless twisted darkness When Aurora Borealis illuminates the northern soil Among mighty forests Hills and mountains mightier than The world of gods - here lies the path The path to the nightshadow Through the moonblue night The dim and dusky light The nightshadows crawling hunger A key to the abyss Here - in the majestic north Here - the woe of frost By the bestial might of the mountains Here - I shall walk as a sheep To the lair of the wolf Into infinity Night call, shadows fall Unexplored visions in my innermost thoughts Beats howl in the ecstasy of hate The dark tempts me out this night Summons me to a horrid hate Such silence - such liberating silence Here I shall rest throughout eternity Here - in the shadow of your black wings' embrace. Clouds of Sadness Lost in enchanted woods I can't find the path My ancestors so solemnly found Lost in darkness Afraid without hope In this scared forbidden forest Where sad dreams blows through dark trees The silence cry out thy name Clouds of sadness Begin to rain I float on the water The night is so dark Love is gone Light is gone Come dark Come evil Come hell. ...With a Bloodstained Axe no lyrics available Lyrics in plain text format |
Krell - Vocals Tom - Guitars Guest musicians: Kristine - Vocals Knarr - Drums, some guitar Geir Michael - Keyboards Flipp - Bass This album was recorded at Brygga Studios in February & March 1997 Engineered by Tor "Torsken" Breivik and produced by Seasons of Mist, Tor "Torsken" Breivik and Bloodthorn Paintings by Als Svensson from Oxiplegatz, portcullis painting by Monika Edwardsen Layouts by Seasons of Mist All musics by Bloodthorn Lyrics by Bloodthorn and Torstein D. Parelius The Old Man's Tale of Tower Bloodthorn by Torstein D. Parelius under supervision by Bloodthorn Bloodthorn Box 56 - 7082 Kattem, Norge Yes, it's black metal. Yes, it's melodic. Yes, it uses lots of keyboards and female vocals and yes, it sounds good. It could be more original, but personally I wouldn't know what a melodic black metal band must do to stand out between the rest these days. One point that does call my attention is the great packaging of this cd. The digipack and booklet have some really cool paintings on them. The music is not very original, but very well played and very nice to listen to. Rating: 7 out of 10
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