The soul (when) stripped of all lies in the hands of what? Inner chaos roars, nerves boil Now, where to go...
A lifetime of slow inner death, how torture is that? Chocking fear, is life real? And what is dying?
What if void is a shellshock's aftermath? What if Eden is all poisoned fruit? What if hell is forever pain? What if life is a blindfold, and death is punishment?
Global puppetshow, made by hands of transcendental divinity Blood rives cascades, could be virtual reality World war slaughter, could be the final act And graveyard paradise could be eternity's curtain Who are the ones with the keys? Will they lead us... Life is nothing but untimely answers To our existential fear-questions
Fear - reared its ugly head Death - came to me on a somber morning
Eder har gjort vart rike rattent eder har gjort vart gull rustent og flammene fra de veldige sletter er alt vi har a minnes fra verdig manns tid
Eder har bragt kvalmende lys i dragens hule eder har malt kors pa hammer og vi har siktet pilen pa menneskennes usle trone
Nemesis divina splinten i øyet pa jehova Nemesis divina kniven i hjertet pa guds sønn
Eder har bragt elsk til fiende Eder har gjort ravn til due Men det ulme øyet er vendt mot eder og hevnens klokke ringer
Eder er vitnesbyrd om brente broer og glemte sanger Eder er barmhjertighetens fedre og milleniumspestens budbringere Dog skal en dag na komme da eder barn i tre skal henge
Nemesis divina splinten i øyet pa jehova Nemesis divina kniven i hjertet pa guds sønn
For stridsmenn har na hevet øksen og bespottelsens tegn er reist Nemesis divina - for straffen ma komme
My skin is cold and the birds fly free Over my head, where winter grows A heathens call, stand up or fall This world is yours, for you to rule
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
Black metal rock and a scent of leather And bloodstained gold With rain and wind come times of change, and dream come true I go with you, on the path we make
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
Snow covered mountain I gaze in awe Wondering who and what was here before I made my mark on that sacred soil This phoenix rose from a pit of pain
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
One nations man carrying the weight, of a peoples disgrace This is the turnaround! Driven by birthright and godsent will The time has come for you to rule
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
My skin is cold and the birds fly free Over my head, where winter grows A heathens call, stand up or fall This world is yours, for you to rule
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
Black metal rock and a scent of leather And bloodstained gold With rain and wind come times of change, and dream come true I go with you, on the path we make
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
Snow covered mountain I gaze in awe Wondering who and what was here before I made my mark on that sacred soil This phoenix rose from a pit of pain
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
One nations man carrying the weight, of a peoples disgrace This is the turnaround! Driven by birthright and godsent will The time has come for you to rule
This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold
In the house of lords We control the movement Of your limbs There is endless beauty In the might that we possess Dragons are creatures Of (our) own imagination And dragons... Dragons breathe fire
We throw stones in the water And see the waves That we create
We push - Push hard Predatorial instinct, built for the kill
Commando - Stones in the water Commando - The Age of Nero
Keep looking for morning In the shelter of night (While) we renew our strength Transfusing my blood
New layers to the core I am ready now As the world kneels
We push - Push hard Predetorial instinct, built for the kill
Commando - Stones in the water Commando - The Age of Nero
I am the beast in passionate pain I am the grim being of the highlands Of the other side... I am winter when you freeze I am the hammer and you are the anvil
Forever in warfare my heart is With my passion of despair Still though I was there when the hills were born And when the wind blew for the first time So there are reasons for my existence
Seems like I dwell in a circle Somewhere in the Nordic Hemisphere
Where the howling winds rage And the mountains are majestic I can breathe and where there is Human flesh I feel strangled
Open the gate to immortality I stand proud awaiting the glory Of a new morning...Darkness
Do we need another bastard nation... another force-fed disgust Do we need another bastard nation... aiming at us clinically Like an insect-swarm towards the shapeless mouth of a dead whore We need the spirit, the voice, the angel of light arising from melted mass We need the spirit, the voice, the angel of light taking invincible shape to standing ovation Repossessing night and her hand's godly touch
The unbearable feeling of hitting that dark wall is a scene that must come to an end
Eartly decay in front of our eyes Now, now it's killing for a living
No more repined bastard nation A generous gesture to a people so blind No more repined bastard nation fumbling, descending, away from the light It takes a non-poisoned creature to withstand a monster that has grown and spawned, a darkness, I can not tolerate A darkness we must bury Do they feel, do they absorb our pain... the search to justify one truth Do they feel, do they absorb our pain... the greater understanding
It takes a non-poisoned creature to defeat and destroy a monster, that has grown and spawned a darkness, a darkness we can not tolerate
