1. It's Darker Than You ThinkMy cold goddess of the nightSquirming under my spiked fistShe's giving me all carnal delightsSubmit yourself and drink my bloodI am the bringer of hateEvil reigns supreme on earthDefenders of the blackest faithWhich strengthen my inner glowMind expanding inner journeyFrom a grim and bitter soulMisanthropic violent hellblastIt's darker than you think...For seemingly endless timeThere is still blood on the old oakThis is where you come to dieOver three hundred years oldAnd still stretching towards the skyThe hangman's oak...Burning, bleeding, dyingFrom the insideHitting, whipping, kickingTthe corpse of christ!!!Reading, learning, seeingAll knowledge of evilWatching, waiting, observingMy fallen angel...I am the mortal guideWith spiritual possessionsI have seen the other sideAnd I have sold my soul!!!I have no earthly tombstoneAnd I have no christian graveI am a misanthropeI am not a fucking slave!!![REPEAT VERSES]2. Skjend Hans LikEn Evig Kamp Mot Guds Lys!!!Drep den forstefodteSkjend hans likEn fiende av gudTil evig tidHat, Kulde, Dod!!!!Et hjerte fylt av hatOndskapens sjelKald likbleik hudDodens sanne ansiktOnd, Grim, Sjel!!!!Grim hellig foraktKristen menneskejaktUforsonlig tidlost hatGi meg valgjerds hodePa et faens solv fatEn dodsmaskin skapt av hatMot gud og hele menneskehetenEn iskald trone skapt av uhellig troBeskyttet av alt det ondeOg hedensk vikingblod!!!!En evig kamp, jeg blaser pa ildens glod!!En fiende av gud, til evig tid!![REPEAT VERSES]3. The Well Of All TearsEvil surrounds you, channelling hellThrough the seal...The only answer lies withinBeholder of all sorrowThe root of damnation, eternal dedicationThe night closes inDark and coldLife is an abyssProfound as a thousand nightsThrough the seal of the darkA journey through the bleakest mistEvil surrounds youThe presence of deathThe gates to madnessChannelling hellThe only answer lies withinOver the ice-cold fjordsUnder the wind-swept mountainsThe deepest of all forestsWhere darkness lies unknownA layrinth of treesGrown on the most unholy soilForever in darknessI have touched the hands of deathBeholder of all sorrowsAnd the well of all human tearsThe root of damnationSuck the marrow of the fucking boneEternal dedicationWe, brotherhood of the bloodBeholder of all sorrowsAnd the well of all human tears4. Put To Sleep Like A Sick AnimalCenturies have strengthened his soulHe knows the windsHe knows the woods and the treesFirmly held by the strongest chainsHe's waiting for the nightfallHe lurks in the evening mistAn earthly demon-made soulDeclaring destruction of godDestruction and warHhe lurks the travellers to their deathHe put a nail in your coffinForever and ever till the end of timeAnd he will always beOn top of the world!!!Our lifeless faces of deathYou will walk the darkest pathAnd find no inner peaceThe blackest light of true evilTorture me with a thousand razorsTorment me no further, kill me nowThis is the day of sufferingThis is the day I see you dieGet me out of this fucking hellholeI can't stand the fucking smellI can't stand your hypocrisyYou're going to hellLiving in fear, your death is tailor-madeDrowned in a pool of snot, tears and miseryYou haven't seen the lightThe christians were wrong!!!There is no comfort in dyingThere is no peace in deathYou are worth nothingPut to sleep like a sick animalPut to sleep like a sick animal5. Hymne To DodenFred vil du aldri faDine snyder varer evig vedDette vil du aldri unngaDu drar til et uonsket stedJeg star og ser pa hatets ansiktBerort av ondskap, berort av andRisset av gudenes runerEr stroket bort av en ukjent handHva vet du om doden??Det siste forfall, et likOg et muggent skall!!!Doden er et fjellSom lofter sin falte snoOver vegen du drarDit til du skal do!!!Vi sorger aldri over de dodeVi lever i hat og evig troBare I de hedenske hjerterStrommer de falnes blodFred skal du aldri faDine snyder varer evig ved6. Ancient Spirit Of The UnderworldOverhead the thunder cracked and roaredAnd when it ceased the deathlike silenceChilled my marrow and bonesThe need to feel dead was killing himLike death itselfEvil is found in the earliestOldest and the most dreadfulMemories of humanityEternally feared by gods primitive menPale visions, death-pale they were allStill cursed, haunted and aloneKilling woman, children and menSparing neither age nor sexA place where reality is worthlessAnd all you want is to be left aloneThey grind the land like cornShowing no mercySpilling the blood like rainDevouring their flesh and suckingDry their veins...The undead leaves their gravesIn misty transformationsYou see half-visible bodiesFloating through the nightThe ancient spirits of the underworld[REPEAT VERSE 1]All the trees were lifeless and deadAnd there were no birds singingThe reign of man is overDrained for all its powersHe saw their starving lips shakeWith a horrid grin gaped wideAnd the corpse lies on the cold hill sideHis spirit is carried awayBy the northwinds into eternity7. Spill The Blood Of The LambI walk the path of deathWhich no one will returnI will lead you to this pathAnd see you burnThe only guiding lightThe blackest lightTo you who seek the knowledgeI will spill your fucking blood!!!Follow me through this earthly hellAnd lay thy hands on his horned skullAnd worship!!!The fallen angel of doomFaster, fasterWe're heading towards total disasterMy father is fire my mother is hateNourished with the bloodThat blackened my hellish faithPoisoned by the christian earthBaptized by priest at birthI command and follow luciferAs the only representativeLiving force...Lucifer!!!The blackest light of evilI have the knowledgeSpilling my blood!!!I fell first amongst the angelsWho despise jesus christAnd all other heavenly creaturesOf the so-called heavenThe age of the moonThat should be observed byAll of the true heathen bloodI expect no less!!!Spill the blood of the fucking lamb!!!8. One With The EarthA shiver creeps down my spineAs I wander through these hordesAnd when these callous armStreches out for me, I feel at homeYou are the beholders of silenceStill your voice of wisdom means more to meThan the words from a thousand men ever willIn a time with religious whoresWhich keeps fucking the same cockI gasp for air, you are my shelterA forthcoming winter-nightFrom one of your mighty armsI will hang in a ropeI am you, and you are the earth!!!Your presence is indispensableFor the existence of lifeYour elegy in stormy nightsOne with the earthAnd one with death!!!9. Christian Incoherent DrivelAs the decades and centuries rolled byMost of the christians no longer thoughtThat the second coming of christWould take place in their own lifetimeThey firmly believedThe awaited return of jesus christTo earth in order to judgeThe living and the deadBut they thought its possibleThat these holy eventsMight not come to passFor hundreds or thousands of yearsOn the basis of a complex numericalCalculations involving the symbolicInterpretation of the so calledBook of truthStill the preachers of our modern ageWhich prophecies claimed trueAdmit and coness your pathetic sinThen you kneel and let the brainwash beginThe world will be swept by war and plaguesAll evil will control humanityMany will follow the beast 666And take up arms against christThe battle of armageddon is nearApocalypse pestilence war famine and deathThe demons of finalityFrom the sky they cameAs written in biblical timesThe vision of the destruction fo earthThe future is dark and violentCarpathian Forest wants you dead, DEAD!10. The Old House On The HillHe lives in a old house on the hillThis elderly man of dark secretsHaunted by the memories decades agoWhich shaped this man throughout his lifeThe old house on the hillA call from hellFar from people, he lives in the pastAlone by himself, always alone to the lastA saw, a drill and hammering on nailsThe curtain covers the dusty windowsScratching sounds and the sound of knivesBeing sharpened from time to timeThe old house on the hillThe old house on the hill11. Necrophiliac, Anthropophagus ManiacThe nekrophiliac mental disorderCadaverous sexual deviationsAn uncontrollable strong desireReading obsessively all obituariesDig up the recently deceased womanAnd break into their tombsOf the freshly buried slutsAnd fuck them before they rot!!!Dissecting the stiff and deadEating the eyeballs and the insideOf her opened headThe infliction includes no painBut the destruction of herInnards and brainConsuming the pieces of the corpseOf someone who has beenMutilated beyond recognitionA necrosadistical uncontrollable lustThere is much blood on the floorPus, entrails and stinking goreNecrophiliac anthropophagus maniacHe needs to see her inside outNecrphiliacGod-made sickening artFfrom her dismembered skill and headNecrophiliac12. Cold Murderous MusicWhy don't you kill yourselfSlit, your wristsSlit the right onenow the left.As a symbol for our end.Hang yourself in the stairs.Throw yourself in front ofa eighteen wheel semi truck.Try to stick your pencil, up your noseand smashing it into a tableTake a shotgunthe barrel up against your brainsyour head usually gets fucked anywayPeople. Don't Care.This is how life goes.Take a heroin overdoseyour death is your extacsyand it beats lusting for me.Why don't you kill yourselfSlit, your wrists.Hang yourself in the stairs.Throw yourself in front ofa eighteen wheel semi truck.Try to stick your pencils, up your noseand smashing it into a tableTake a shotgunand blow out your brainsyour head usually gets fucked anywayPeople. Don't. Care.This is, how life goes.Take a heroin overdose.
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
