1. Black Shining Leather[R.Nattefrost '94]Deep red,Face soaked in blood.Black shining leather.I fuck you up in sadistic intent.WhoreI plunge into the wastelands of my heartAnd left it there in ruins.The sun shines once a lifetime.I will leave you in the cold.In the dead of the night,Black leather and latex Queen,A lush of the world.The bitter taste of life,And the coldnessof my heart.CuntI plunge into the wastelands of my heartAnd left it there in ruins.The sun shines once a lifetime.2. The Swordsmen[J. Nordavind '95]From the thunder and the stormAnother winter has sneaked upon me again.There's something strange going on hereon these great cold coastals lines.The grim vision of Chaosupon mankindand life itself.Nights of black candlesand gallons of strange old brew.Changing suit into gold.(Repear verse 1)The grip of frostand the winds from the north.Lurking beneaththe surface of the coastal horizon.Banners of War.Banners of the Apocalypse.Hatred towards mankind and life itself.Violence is fashionThe graveyard soil is changing to stone,so many of its deaths had been midvinter.The blinding snowdrifts.The subzero temperature.3. Death Triumphant[J. Nordavind '96]A cold sharpened bladeplunge through the skin.Death triumphant.Death the kingBlood on my hands.Blood on my lipsI took the frail bliss of your eyesand its darker than you think...I violate.I come at night.My great endurance of body, mind and heartLet me take you through...A gust of wind.Torrent of rain.Blood and semenMurder is artThe cold blade.The cold blade.4. Sadomasochistic[J. Nordavind '94]Whipped and pierced,you disbehave.Underneath the whipto soothe the beastBurn a candle from my soul,for I will never do the same.Cause I see beauty in another thingsand that is light is the wilderness alone.Kneel before meand shine my shoes.I give you muchbut you want moreI am the long arm of unforgivingness.Beholder of all chains.This tool of great destruction.This life of feces and filth.Pick up your teeth with broken fingers.Lick the blood of your cracked lips.The colour purple seems to fit youBow down...5. Lupus[Instrumental]6. Pierced Genitalia[R. Nattefrost '95]The toes that you step on today may beconnected to the ass you'll be kissing tommorow.These feelings are left from you.Like a vast burning fieldand then you submit yourself to me.Perversion of the flesh.With needles in thin skinned places.The warm blood of life poured on the floor,but who gives a shit when your life is a plague.A rollercoster ride of pain.I saw the white in your eyes.Beat me, she said.Cruel, violent shotgun love.I kill you, point blank range.I drank too much of the midnight wine,disregardless of whatever i claim my throne.Your voice kept ringin in my earslike little echoes from yesterdays.I did not want,I did not feel.7. In Silence I Observe[R. Nattefrost and J. Nordavind]At the great wood's mouth,by the deep cave's door.I listened to somethingI had heard before.The wood's mouth.In a field I am the absence.Wherever I amI am what is missing.And in silence I observeWhen I walk I part the airand always the air moves in.To fill the spaceswhere my body has been...I close my eyelids.There was nothing more to say.I've seen it all before.But, I find comfort in silence,summer melacholia.The air shivered against my skin.Dark leaned into my eyes.Those threatening clouds.The sweet music of the summer rain.The mist in early hours.The dominant winds.8. Lunar Nights[R. Nattefrost and J. Nordavind '95]My associates have denied Christ.Earthly, heavenly and hellish.The only guiding lightto you rejoice to see blood flow.I've know rivers.I've known rivers ancient as the worldand older that the flowof human blood in human veins.My soul has grown deep like those rivers old.Away under the wings with dark facesThe rulers of the night.The goddes of DeathI, drinker of blood.It is nothing to mourn forIt is the other world.Do you deserve this?Hell no!!!What a tangled web you weave.Over and over the whips of the world..9. Third Attempt[R.Nattefrost '94]Come deathbefore it slips through my hands.Like long-drawn echoes merging far awayto a deep and pounding harmony.Vast as the night and as vast as light.Scents, colours and sounds to each other reply.Your wounds are infectedand life neglected.These are the autumn years.Haunted nights of ghosts and shadows.You cut the wound to release the pus.You cut your wrist.You do not wish to liveand kissed the world bloodred.Through coldness.10. The Northern Hemisphere[J. Nordavind '92]The night is cold and brilliantly clear.Peak after peak of glorius ice mountainsrose into the dome of the darkened skies.Jagged crystal teeth queezed betweenthe depths of the jet-black fjords.The mountains lost their sharpness and becamesoft and blue-tinged as the great winter day.Which would grow on to be a dim twilightthat glimmered slowly to life.Above the peaks the Polar sky flickered withthe ghostly radiance of the northern light.A frozen lake discharge into an equally frozen stream.The cold is cruel and unforgiving like the landscape.Up north.11. A Forest[The Cure]Come closer and seeSee into the treesFind the girlIf you canCome closer and seeSee into the darkJust follow your eyesJust follow your eyesI hear her voiceCalling my nameThe sound is deepIn the darkI hear her voiceAnd start to runInto the treesInto the treesInto the treesSuddenly I stopBut I know it's too lateI'm lost in a forestAll aloneThe girl was never thereIt's always the sameI'm running towards nothingAgain and again and again and again
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