Myrk

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Weakness Chains Your Mind
As I Steal Your Soul
Eyes In Darkness Will Forever Be
Blindfolded By Misery
In Your Own Hypocrisy
You Sleep In Your Awake
Life In Damnation You'll Breath
Trapped In My Cold Abyss
Unable To Exist In Normality
Forever In Darkness
Cursed For Thy Soul
Belongs To Me
Im Misery

2. Our Age Has Now Begun

Hail To The King
Of The Underwoeld, Supay!
With Torches We Gather
Towards The Moon
He Has Spoken Through
The Strength That Is War
I Am The Raider
The Glorification Has Sarted!
For Satan We Awake
The Chant
Caligo! Forever Shall Be!
Bellum!
In The Name Of Satan!
Aquilo! Give Us Strength!
As The Kingdom Rises...
Our Age Has Now Begun
Mighty And Horned For Battle
Caligo! Forever Shall Be!
Bellum!
In The Name Of Satan!
Aquilo! Give Us Strength!
To Perfection Our
Souls Have Never Reached
And With Pride
We Faced The Moon
We Have Never Made
The Age Of Glory
Hail Satan!

3. In Silence

A silent man wonders
and watches thy beauty
drawn from the depths
of his heart
he wonders of his feelings
like the first time he felt
in a hope of forevermore
shall he speak he wonders
of a twisted words he heard
and of his feelings
that are burning his heart
in silence...sentenced in silence

A vision seen through his eyes
thy divine beauty that burns
the highest flames of the sun
domaining this world forevermore
The calling from his heart
he hesitates his feelings to thee
shall he speak he wonders
of a twisted words he heard
and of his feelings
that are burning his heart
in silence...sentenced in silence

From the first time they met
in his heart he felt
that to thy beauty his soul
was spellbound and never to be free
to run with thee his mind will be
like the river that never ends
and the nocturnal wind
roams his soul in a
search for a paradise lost.
As the silent man wanders
and watches thy beauty
from the depths of his heart
he still wonders of his feelings
like the first time he felt
in a hope of forevermore
shall he speak he wonders...
And of his feelings
that are burning his heart
in silence...sentenced in silence

4. Myrk

Myrk sál að handan
Galdraþulu þulur
Er kallar á þína sál
Fögur hún birtist
Í giltum loga tælir
Fallinn fangi þú ert
Hlekkjaður fastur
Í hennar nornaseið
Tryllt hún dansar
Sál þín í eldinum brennur
Sá dagur ei kemur
Að hún syrgt þinn dánardag
Hún man þann daginn sem dó
Er svikin í túninu stóð
Uns sólin féll
Í tunglsins blóð
Og myrkrið hana tók
Úr blóðvotri jörð
Lík hennar lá
Svikin ást bar í
Rauðum taumum frá henni rann
Myrk og fögur hún hvílir
Er sólin hnígur himni á
Hennar grátur í vindinum gnauðar
Úr himnum falla hennar tár
Blóðrauður skuggi á enginu hvílir
Líflausum augum
Tunglið og sólin á lautina stara
Um eilíf tár grasið aldrei grær
Með blóðrauðar hendur
Og útbreiddan arm
Ívöl á kinn hvílir
Myrk

5. Within The Burning Darkness

Under the weeping moon
I lay weakened
With a broken soul
Gazing into the black thin air
And I see the path
Of my future to come
As the visions of my dream
Drown in the blackened cold
Covered with bleeding soars
I curse the stars
Aches like condemned man
Attack my soars
Helpless and cursed
With in the burning darkness
I see my soul drowning
In the prison
Of the blackened cold
As I fight for thee
To free my soul
With in the burning darkness
I hear the whispering
In the wind
I curse the silence
In your words
Therein lies my weakness

6. When We Raised The Sign

In the name of them we raised
the sign of blackhearted souls
when we stood
amongst the heathen kings
we were full of might
when the earth opened
we could see the sign
the sign
they always feared
feel the sign as it burns
the created things
the messiah invented
touched and damned
by the sign
feared and cold
they could smell the ash
he stood up
from his mighty throne
his eyes were
made of rust
they were punished
by the kings
for being blind...
When we raised the sign...
In the name of
Them we raised
the sign of blackhearted souls
they feared...
Our sign...
They shall...
Be hailed and killed!

7. I Am The Symbolic Torture

I can see
with the eyes...
Of the forgotten ghost
they are horified
with icons of old gods
they pray
for their strenght
they are in my visions...
I've searched since
the birth of man
the things
I have seen in my visions
visions of things to come
wings falling from above...
They are in my visions...
I see myself torture...
Torture...
By who
am I controlled?
The visions cannot tell
shall I suffer alone?
Or am I against
me in war?
With gray shadows
from his era
I felt
I was the symbolic torture
in the place
no one ever came
only the visions I saw

8. Nightwinds

I have the strenght to be.
I shall not to be the one to bleed.

Dark was the sky above
as I paced alone in longing
the darkness filled my eyes
thine funeral path I
took in my heart
and buried my soul in black
cused to bleed
I have the strenght to be.
I shall not to be the one to bleed.
Nightwinds surrounded my soul
crushed by pain and demise
restless I await the dawn
haunting emotions
controlled my thoughts
though the darkness
inflames my heart
I cast away the blindness
and reveal
my burning hate
for I shall be free
enslaved in emptiness I was
blinded by visions untrue
I battle with iniquitiy
I am curses
though the darkness
inflames my heart
I cast away the blindness
and reveal
my burnung hate
for I shall be free
I shall not be
the one to bleed
the end has come for thee
endless is my strenght to be
I shall revenge
with hypocrisy
deep from within my soul
though the darkness
inflames my heart
I cast away the blindness
and reveal
my burnung hate
for I shall be free
I shall not be
thousand eyes may
try to slay me
into the depth of darkness
they shall be cast
in me dwelles
the strenght of thousands
though the darkness
inflames my heart
I cast away the blindness
and reveal
my burnung hate
for I shall be free
I shall not be
Nightwinds
I curse thee
Nightwinds
surround my soul
Nightwinds
in this battle I am the one
Nightwinds
I shall be free

9. The Spell

In the name of Raven Dark
the spell shall be cast
upon these christian fools
who so blindly believed
the biblical lie
their blood shall be spilled
for Satan!
Under the stench
of burned human remains
a Sabbath is being held
dark clad witches stand around
a circle of fire
scarlet human blood
dripping from their lips
pure injection of malice
glowing in their eyes
by the powers of Satan
the darkness shall be liberty
and believers of christian faith
(shall be spellbound
in pain and misery)
And suicide shall infest their heart
skinless crucified nun
surround by flame
burning on inverted cross
her virgin sisters
are chained to a tree
sodomized and raped
and the feed to the dogs...
Unholy blasphemy
in the name of Satan
those christian slaves
will die tonight!
By the powers of Satan
the darkness shall be liberty
and believers of christian faith
(shall be spellbound
in pain and misery)
And suicide shall
infest their heart
Now on the altar
lies one of the
whores of babylon
whispering come to me
let us writhe and
moan for you to please...
In the mist of the morning
their bloodlust has been fullfilled
impaled and butchered corpses
in a field of blood
sacrificed in the name of Satan
and all
the symbols of christian faith
have been destroyed
mangled and maimed
beheaded priest...
The spell has been cast
a feast for the beast