Darkside - Shadowfields
Original Version Promo Version Rerelease Version 1. Intro 1:21 1. Intro 1:21 1. Intro 1:21 2. Of vision and mental derangement 3:52 2. Of vision and mental derangement 3:52 2. Of vision and mental derangement 3:52 3. In nomine 4:17 3. In nomine 4:17 3. In nomine 4:17 4. Shades of pictures in grey 3:25 4. Shades of pictures in grey 3:25 4. Shades of pictures in grey 3:25 5. In your eyes 2:53 5. In your eyes 2:53 5. In your eyes 2:53 6. Noohoorsh 9:59 6. Noohoorsh 9:59 6. Noohoorsh 9:59 7. Shadowfields 5:13 7. Shadowfields 5:13 7. Shadowfields 5:13 8. The blood on my hands 4:29 8. The blood on my hands 4:29 8. The blood on my hands 4:29 9. Requiem 11:35 9. Requiem 11:35 9. Requiem 11:35 total time 47:04 total time 47:04 total time 47:04
Of Vision and Mental Derangement Lies and vice burn my head in obscure rooms Rush of womans' robe turns me to stone In the door the nightly silhuette Upon my head a rising shade of death I sank with stoned mouth in the garden of stars Shades of murder came over me With purple brows I went to the wood Gods rage slashing my tortured neck Heart ringing softly through the dark Night fell and my heart cristally broke Darkness slashing my sweating brows White angels figure appeared Black skies of metal Crosses wave in red storms A beam freezes in the clouds And I go down In satans' sweet damnation Hate burns my heart Feel My unbroken force See My overshadowed face Breath The stiffeling air Of lust and pain I recognize The true nature in my Violence Sweetness of pain drives my Exstacy In endless search for the Appease Release I gather from your pain My senses are unstained My heart if pumping red Seed has gone insane Nothing more to gain In Nomine A hell of self caused pain Lewd paints harass me No heart was ever caught and cursed In such venial lust Decay of dreammade fear Overflows my tired heart Only disgust remained of sweetness bleeding In caddish pain Loud rushes the sirens well Dark hales the sphynx before our guilt Our hearts trembling with filth We cry forgive us our sins Tortured by god and crushed in my face From our souls darkened bliss Remained only a feeling of bashfulness The day before in distorted glance Beating to bars of heretic songs In despair and sadful grace Brighter the stars of forgotten hope Reflecting our godless sin Away you haunting face With unamable fear Thrill of delight trembles the embers Of my breath Come and get me You never succeed Choke the life out of you with pale Hands I open it the door of life And breathe the world again I am Am sound and hot coloured life Still my blood flows I am Shades of Pictures in Grey Lonesome under stars tent Walk through the silent hour Boy wakes out of weird dreams His face decaying it seems Crazed woman with open hair In the window staring barred On the pond on sweet drive Lovers journeying wonderful Dark is the sound of springs rain in the night Drops of my blood falling onto golden plates In myrial coffins a laughter whorish and wise Lust of my heart songs of madness and night Killer smiling bleach in the wine The sick caught by mortal fear Nuns pray naked and wound Before gods pain on the cross Lonesome under stars tent Walks through the silent hour Boy wakes out of weird dreams His face decaying it seems In Your Eyes Fat priests become the purulent flux of the church Disfigured, desecrated, spitten upon the cross We hate this god before whom the pauper kneel Steel our hearts, steel our soul in ardent desire for Death Not even born in the womb restrained to their Death Sick of his face on graves and remains Illusions of deliverance and your hail Burn your church, burn the book, with lies about life In your eyes Pushing us towards tragedy We're dying In your minds Filled with war death and pain We're sinners In our hearts Saints and sinners are all the same There's blasphemy From your church Dictating weird democracy We're leaving In your eyes Pushing us towards tragedy We're dying In your minds Filled with war death and pain We're sinners In our hearts Our hate has condamned you Is nothing but blasphemy Of your church Black plates of carcery We're stealing Masturbating in bloody hypocracy Lieing about interuption of pregnancy Run away from your own ideology Castigated in bloody monasteries Tragedy of failing and heresy Pouring fire over your sacristies Creed after carnal passion and luxury Your god is dead and will be Noohoorsh This is the story of a king called Sardon, who ruled over a land called Usketnan long time before our history. At the beginning of our story you can find yourself in the inner sanctum of the main temple, where a mysterious woman appears and tells the king about a possibility to leave their old state overshadowed by hunger, wars and chaos. Outside the people have ensambled and wait for the decision of their leader Chapter One The Ritual Nshigtur, the strange woman helps the king to get over his premonitions after his speech. She encourages him and promises him a better future King: What can I do, my force is gone Hunger, plague, war and chaos rule! Who is that woman, what is she about Listen to my cries, release me from pain! Nshigtur: Come with me into eternal life King: Can I believe her, can I trust Fear rules my mind as she controls my senses What will the future bring Can she release my pain Is there a reason within This woman drives me insane Nshigtur: I can be your promised land King: Where will the journey end, what will be in its end? Nshigtur: Feel my force inside your head! King: Her force ties me - haunts me - thrills me Nshigtur: People will survive again King: Can I believe your promises to be true? Nshigtur: Come with me to promised land King: Death or freedom, what waits for me? Nshigtur: Over! With a strange noise, Nshigtur starts the ritual and at its end the imaginative journey through space starts Nshigtur: La pomovalatep ihas rasiks Noohoorsh elau Fach es ra troke sofsledan Bas er se tschory fot ern Esserint Foi ta sofsledan In ta pida lockt Noohoorsh elau Chapter Two Stranded The arrival. The new land is very strange, everything is very geometric and black, the people are afraid and nervous Nshigtur: Now you're caught in my land King: What have I done? Nshigtur: Got your future in my hand King: What will it be? Nshigtur: People will be slaves again King: Never again! Nshigtur: My kingdom is revenge for you King: No!! Nshigtur: Your king lays in chains King: Laying in chains Nshigtur: No turning back again King: Want to be free Nshigtur: Enslaved in my hand Hate is your fate! King: Noo!! Suddenly a storm begins, panic and hysteria rule. Nshigtur laughs and disillusionates the people King: Smashes me, trashed me, laid me in chains My people enslaved, deranged, eternal pain! End of the storm. Nshigtur incarcerates the king and presents herself as the new queen of Noohoorsh. The people don't dare any resistance. Years pass by and the people are living in poverty and pain Nshigtur: Your blood is my life Through your misery I gain strength Obey to the diction of noohoorsh As I'm your life, your blood, your king Surrender to me! Hail me! Chapter Three Revelation Naramsu'sha, the keeper of the tables, is already an old man but he still seeks the reason for all this. As he sits by a black lake and listens to the sounds of whales he decides to go to the queens library with all the old writings and books to find out the truth Naramsu'sha: Now I know why, the reason for all Insanity Noohoorsh is damned, in my mind is Clarity Nshigtur must die, she brings only Misfortune Sardon has lost, the battle for Eternity To be continued... Shadowfields Within dead hearts A bleeding face of pain One voice sounds Sobing with horror that grows Expired, unsure and sweet Doing prayers with decaying souls A miserable play Before prayers with stoned hearts Lights shimmering veil Priests strides up the altar Sunken colours move Streaming red on her cold lips Fear dominates me Feel it in my heart In my soul Burning fever Crush my sweating face Realm of death Unforgiveness Burning in my eyes In my heart Only poison Running through my veins Over the edge Faint angels watching altars Stream of blue eyes vague away Silence and shadows sink In myrial spells suds swimming low Wretched figures reel into void Above my head Strike of blue colours voice dies on the choir Incense rising from black plates On a dark bench I sit Raising my stare up to the cross High upon high the starving voice The Blood on my Hands... Blood You open the door To To the bride's room It's The secret it's decay Born From fleshe's deepest need Rose upon my altar - I'm the rose on your altar Until two fades into one and one is death God! As my finger run through your thighs - I feel Your fingers in my thighs Smearing my seed over blood over death - Smear Your seed over me At midnight rutting bride Reaching for blooms beyond the veil Tell you my secret God died for fleshes need Please come you shivering bride The devil must feast for lust of the dead Lust slashes hate Immaculation of dreams Born from blood crying red Can you hear the strike of azraels wings As your man I'm gonna take you I'll possess you entirely Must I, so gods will, cut your throat My dove and drink your blood And your twitching foaming death Suck your entrails Your bashful modesty Your cries build a coffin of laughter and lust Beneath my bleeding hands... Rose on my altar Until two fades into one and one is me God! Requiem Near autumn walls I'm seeking shadows Dark fears - an anthem of this time Damnation - the dreamers heart Overflown with purple red Melancholia of a dying world Follows my step as I walk A stranger on the graveyard Towards the black swords of lie Dreaming they rise From dark eons decayed men Black gates effuse Dying angels with cold brows Dark rooms senseless Bony hands Tortured blue unholy child Ratnaws doorway Heart stone sad Cold fever halls purple death Darkness emotion Hunger condamned Fouling darkness Swords of lie Garden of orphans Unholy grave Red barchetta on the channel Life Lost life gained death Is the feeling in my heart As I cross the rivers edge Then my spirit will be set Free Lyrics in plain text format