The battle raged on and on Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man Consistently, without the eyes to see By those who revel in sewer equally
We, the prosperity of the future seal Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind Born to capture the essence of The trails of our kind
Zero tolerance must be issued forth Behind the enemies line So it shall be written And so it shall be done
(repeat 1st and 2nd verse)
Discover and conceive the secret wealth And pass it unto your breed Become your own congregation Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration
We, who not deny the animal of our nature We, who yearn to preserve our liberation We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength
Are we not the undisputed prodigy of warfare Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours
Consider the god we could be without the grace Once and for all Diminish the sub principle and leave it's toxic trace Once and for all
Svunne tider pajotuns vei Der over hoye klipper og fjell Har merket den med stov og aske Fra dengang alders hirder Vandret pa disse kanter
Her gandviks bergtroll trampet frem I ondt og strrt et tussefolge Hvor ferdafolk fant stor en visdom Om landets skogsliv og morke sider Her pa stien som bukter seg uendelig frem Mellom berg hvor de vanskelig fremdeles Kan oynes i horisonten
Sa storslatt det ma ha v?rt Og speide ut over alt dette Og a vandre sa alene og fri En hostkveld i en kald og lett take Slik som mange for meg har opplevd Og som mange for meg ha verdsatt
Men minner blir glemt av tidens gang Og lite er her som det engang var Her som ellers har blader visnet Men falt ned pa en forfallen jord Hvor drommer og liv har dodd ut
Men kanskje bak en stien Eller bak en gammel busk Sitter fortsatt.....hmm Og venter?
You have returned to the torture-chambers To find peace among the rotting corpses You have returned to the execution place To inhale the smell of blood
Death and terror rules the land We have been spellbound By the Devil You have returned to the hidden graves Only you know about You have returned to to face your victims And feel sensation of violence once again
Death and terror rules the soul You have been spellbound By the Devil Murderer, you have returned To create fear and sorrow Death and terror rules the land We have been spellbound By the Devil
Master of disharmony welcome my tainted soul Take me from the hordes of the living into the blessed darkness Master of disharmony take my impure flesh Lead me into the path of temptation save me from cowardness
Save me from cowardness
Master of sin take my cursed heart Bring me where I can find salvation for I am the damned
Master of death take my pitiful life I am enslaved I shall never forget the pain
Master of sin take my cursed heart Bring me where I can find salvation for I am the danmed
Master of death take my pitiful life I am enslaved I shall never forget the pain
