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"Under The Red Cloud"

"Under The Red Cloud"



I retired a towering mountain
Laid down in a circle of stones
For three days and for three nights
I listened to the skull of a bear
The sun burnt its sigil into my chest
The rain washed the evil away
Time spun itself around me
The moon cast its silvery shell

I rose up in circle of stones
Made my way down in the valley
Followed the banks of a rushing river
To a shore of and icy sea
The great bear growled
The thunder spoke
The mountain shook
The skies lit up

They came carrying their torches
Appeared from the desolate dark
Approached me circling and swirling
Howling their battle-cries
That’s when the bear was born in me
It rose on its legs beside
From a distance the crack of thunder
And the red cloud swallowed the sky

I rose up in circle of stones
Made my way down in the valley
Followed the banks of a rushing river
To a shore of and icy sea

And in the furthest corner of the North
On the edge of the world we know
With open arms embracing them
And I bared them my heart of hearts

Under the red cloud
 
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"Veil Of Sin"

"Veil Of Sin"



For the cold pale women
I leave some of my goodness
I leave the veil of sin
And let go my dreams

Eternity follows me everywhere
Your words so hollow won't go anywhere
Distant shadows disappears
It searches the gate beyond the stars

And there I can see her again

Tell me why you have to be so pure and wrong
And I'm alive to be here

Is it just an omen
Is it me walking blindly
I will find the answer
When I wake up from my dream

Eternity follows me everywhere
Your words so hollow won't go anywhere
Distant shadows disappears
It searches the gate beyond the stars

And there I can kill her again

Tell me why you have to be so pure and wrong
And I'm alive to be here
 
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"Vulgar Necrolatry"
(originally by Abhorrence)

"Vulgar Necrolatry"
(originally by Abhorrence)



Erosion of life I see
it makes the passion burn in me
Life it always withers away
Death will eternally stay

Corpses in their coffins
forever rest in peace?
There sleeping with the aspergillus
is this justice to the dead?

The atrocious sight of burial ceremony
Christians weeping for the departed
They won't understand, they should envy them!

The deceased they know, if there's a paradise
Or shall we feel, the purgatory!
I open the graves, admire the rot
I can feel the presence, of something beyond

Aureola of nauseating reek
Wings of shriveled skin
Holy beauty of a carcass
Divine sight for me to gaze upon!

Necrolatic! Reverence for putrefaction
Necrolatic! reverence for the stench

I kneel, before a carrion
I pray, before the dead
I know, they shall rise
I fear, for the scourge
I revere, power of the dead
 
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"Warriors Trail"

"Warriors Trail"



As the sun falls down
and the swell crashes into the shore

The great warriors of doom and wind
ride high
Silent is the silence,
the only breathing of horses sound,
Cold northern steel, shining blade, pleases us
And we all live under the black mark

Oh lord, lead us to the paradise
My lord, is this the promised land
is this your gift

Let us fly into your dreams
Let us taste some blood

Sorrow - the unknown force
Hate - respect your enemy
Bitterness - shall be forever
Silence - nothing left

Let us fly into your dreams
Let us taste some blood
 
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"Weaving The Incantation"

"Weaving The Incantation"



A mind dejected, blood boiling with anger
the storm of the warpath, now sings in my heart
your pleadings, useless, I now shall disregard
I'll leave you to weep and to fear for me

I'm ready for my end
my hair I comb down
with resin into braids
I'm ready to ascend
my will burning high
summon strength from the night

I equip myself, to warfare I prepare
I put on my black cloak, enchanted adders skins
your prayers shall not reach into my heart
your despair shall not stop me now

This precious hairbrush, thrown at the wall
it came to me from my father
I give you this as a token of myself
for you to have and mourn over

And when my blood flows from it's bristles
when my sap is dripping from it's shaft
then you will know of my anguish
my destruction will be revealed
 
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"Weeper On The Shore"

"Weeper On The Shore"



In the vale where I once listened out for the light
Where the little birds warble
The ptarmigans babble
And my heart looked for some rest from its trouble

I cast my eyes downward upon the seaside
And a fair young girl on the shore I espied
Who was sitting and weeping
To see the waves leaping
And over the skyline sad vigil was keeping.

O why are you weeping alone on the shore?
Now still from your eyes I can see the tears pour.
What sorrow and smart
So pierces your heart
That even at midnight it will not depart?
 
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"White Night"

"White Night"



Our lady of the sun
Sees to us day and night
Our lady of the moon
Sees to us night and day

Our way of warmth and light
Night will not becloud our path
The spirits of our kin
Wisdom flows through mystery

Only the stars
Only the stars are gone
Only the stars
Only the stars are gone
Enchanted we bow
To a dewdrop on the grass
Glowing with hidden fire
Of our burning midnight sun

Only the stars
Only the stars are gone
Only the stars
Only the stars are gone

In the white night of the north
The pearl-white spirits are lost
Strayed from their summery path
Into the frail twilight
In the white night of the north
The pearl-white spirits are lost
Strayed from their summery path
Into the frail twilight

In the white night of the north
The pearl-white spirits are lost
Strayed from their summery path
Into the frail twilight
In the white night of the north
The pearl-white spirits are lost
Strayed from their summery path
Into the frail twilight
 
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"Winter's Sleep"

"Winter's Sleep"



My eyes turn black as pitch
My gaze grows bleary and dull
Doze my prisoner if sleep
In my rooms, rimes with frost
My heart is frost and slow
It’s snowing in my soul
Empty, the halls of my heart
The candle burns, flicker and fade

I am gone with the autumn wind
I am come with the winter’s gloom
Murdered by the darts of light
Born of the great big blue
I am of the dream of life
I am come with the winter’s gloom
Oh the light of bygone time
Born of the great big blue

I’m crouched by the cradle of time
Hidden, by dark woods
Concealed by the roots of trees
Under a mount of moss
My heart is frozen and slow
It’s snowing, in my soul
Empty, the halls of my heart
The candle burns, flicker and fade

I am gone with the autumn wind
I am come with the winter’s gloom
Murdered by the darts of light
Born of the great big blue
I am of the dream of life
I am come with the winter’s gloom
Oh the light of bygone time
Born of the great big blue

I am of the stuff of stars
Of the light of bygone time
I am of the wish of death
I am of the dream of life
 
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"Withered"

"Withered"



Withered be the flower
Long past it's prime and bloom
Forgotten on the stony bed
This silent hillside tomb
For coppered be the grip
Of this wooded land
A crude cold gauntlet
Hides the bony hand

Tears once warmed the ground
Torn out of eyes that could cry no more
Compassion for the wind to take
O doth pity the bastard poor
A life of misery and hate
Upon a chance a twist of fate
The poison from the goblet ran
Down the throat of her drunken man
 
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"You I Need"

"You I Need"



I was born as all the world here was born
As tones, words and stories of the primeval song
I need no bow, I need no sword
My kingship’s known to gods
Let their song go on

I need you to be the guide
The mirror to the sky and sea
Portray all above and below
The gate of life and death

The sea of my loneliness
It needs to have a sky
To go with my story
I also need to have your words

Like a king has his moon
A queen has her sun
To make the song go on

Make the song go on
The creator of gods
Make the song go on and on
On and on

Be my guide of life and death
 
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