(lyrics by Nocturno Culto) Brothers of north, brothers of doom Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin The shadows of our warrior souls will float with
Elapsed chainless activity Timeless contradiction Stand - still movement Born without flesh Nothing is in perspective Smashing ground Conscious, aware
Impersonal whirling Clinical hate Abrupt irritation Morphed (into) anger Pounding exploding Ravishing grimness Completely born and built to loathe Genes
the religious You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dreams and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by war Dark satanic
Hate Loyal Friend of His Sober Hours Treads on while the Faith Whips Sharp mental pain makes His Eyes Gleam A light made of Dark Thrones and Frozen Winds
's raining murder here and the caves are cold I curse the skies while the ground slides away Sinking nowhere fast Scorching upstream road The chisel melts And darkness
Forward into this battle that no one can win Labyrinth trench on torn land Sin origin, sin driven I am of pride and contempt A crossfire volunteer Laughing
The dark and cold wastelands of Grey dust softens when my downturned triangular teardrops covers the ground This secret got lost to the shepherd's flock
EIGHT MILES DEEP THE WELL FORGOTTEN BY MORTALS OH, I DRANK IT EMPTY IN ONE SINGLE SIP EIGHT MILES WIDE THE VALLEY BEYOND ALL HOPE OH, I FILLED THE WHOLE
Scent of (the) Flying Shadows are in the Eyes of the Vast Uranus for these Eyes have seen the horses of the Universe fade away Oh, Father (the) Fog of
En Vind Av Sorg La seg tungt omkring De Eldstes hus En eim av Frost pa en allerede Frossen sjel Et savn av Hyllest fra disse De Edle sinn Minnes de svundne
Satans Power Paint our Hearts and Satisfies our Souls When Witches Burn the priests When the Ancient One Returns When the Demons Ride the Nuns with their Horns of Dark
When Hell Calls Your Name there's No Way Back and the Burning slaves and the Burning holy will be seen from afar as the New Risen Throne (Star) and when
Into the abyss i fall And Dark is the reich of the dead A portal to reach to the side Where bodies fall from the sky Solitude And Peace Of Mind Entombed
and dream so I can see the trident clearer than ever now And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for Hell In my darkest fantasy I reach for Hell and
[Lyrics by Fenriz, January 1994]
I am the thousand storms (fountain stone?) of the black heart I am the desert of redemption (redemption) I soar on dead wings of sin I am freedom with
Ien gammel ask - hang en Naskald gubbe, Under en Svart himmel - hvorfra Regnet fosset ned. Ingen for dithen - for a hugge liket ned, for ingen kunne vite