Satyricon - The Shadowthrone Album Lyrics

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Hvite Krists Død

[Satyr:] Kampen mot Gud og hvitekrist er igang!

Evig minnes vi de tapre som levde under vår hordes hammer
Evig er krigen mot de av lyset, til de míter dødens ansikt, dødens kulde
Vinder av kulde skal komme, for å fryse kristenmanns blod

Vært korstog har begynt og hvert skritt er en stake gjennom hvite krists hjerte

Vl brenner guds barn på bålet
Vl brenner guds hus
Tidens mírke skal dekke for solen
Perleporten skal knuses

Og hver torne i hans skalle, hver spiker i hans kropp gir liv til nye
Sjeler fodt under dødens mektige trone

Vi går vårt dødningtog til dødens land med de endelíse vidder
Når korsfarerne dingler og hvite krists ånd er død
Når månen skinner blek og ensom, skal lyden av en dødsmarsj bestige
nordens mekrige fjell

Borte var de av guds jord, bak en mørk sky månen så rå og kald
Sungen er siste tone av en gravsang

 

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In The Mist By The Hills

In the mist of the shadows by the river of the fogpalace
Two great spears and a flag of dominion and hate
Over the chasm riders of doom

And sometimes the water dares to reflect...
As days pass by and the light is becoming weaker
I can watch the death of the sun from my enormous view
Still sometimes I thought my own eyes were deceiving me

Many a misty morning's battle. Further on more experience
Soon it's time to hear the sound of the horn in far distance
The deathtone call for war

In the mist by the hills the day darkens
In this forest death rules
Over this chasm riders of doom and face him with a deadly pale spectre face
Grim as stone, ride to the deathfields... Blackness and doom
A total eclipse of the sun
Die by the northern triology in the mist by the hills

 

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Woods To Eternity

In grey depressive autumn times I wander the woods to eternity searching for
him trying to remember while the same shy still rules the night
We knew then. That these were the children of god
The ones who betrayed me and my desire

This must be the desolate land. this is the kingdom of the shadowthrone
centuries have gone beyond time, and we in the land beyond the forest, we
burnt them in the purgatory, them the children of god. Barely forgotten these
times are, but not for a soul whose rest hasn't been found.

 

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Vikingland

Langt inn i mellom hoye fjell og dype daler
Gjennom norske skoger og mørke huter
Bak her en drøm for over tasen år siden
Til hordaland kom pesta og bragte død og pine
Thekseskogen ble plantet røtter for et rike som skulle komme

Hedningenes land vikingland
Svarte sjelers land vikingland

Mens telemarks fosser og bekker enda renner i strie strímmer som
Evigheten selv

En ny tid kom hår turdenbrakene dundret og jorden skalv
Som når trollene kriger om høm som skal herske ijotanheimen

En ny tid kont... Hvor vinteren blåser og pisker
Det er ikke ly å finne for den ensomme
Pandere som måtte søke fred i nordland

Her oppe på fjeller ved inidnattsilden kan man endu se
De komme som ville dyr ut av skogsmørket
Over trellberg...

 

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Dominions Of Satyricon

From beyond come the storms
Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes
Nothingness turns to nothingness
And my imagination fades like dustclouds over
This deserted land feel to now satyricon
Wonder how stormclouds rage
And all you can feel is the cold winds of
Funeral times, timeless they are

He saw lived and died
In these dreams of demons
Wondering how he could open the gate to
Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains
of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion
And hate

Above it all creations fall
Living for the quest and the search
Dying for the key, living for the domains
Arise northern spirit and come forth under
The might of the castle satyricon

 

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The King Of The Shadowthrone

He wander the fields of death... In eternity wandering our own path
Which has been the quest of immortality
Yet to conquer for me, but dreams shall not be torn

He is spirit
He is stone
And he is immortality
The king of the shadowthrone

And even the conqueror (of death)
Fell as a stone from the mountain
And time led to destruction
Once he left, he knew then in the past
That the seeds should be worthless
Spirit rise from your rest and return for them

I am spirit
I am stone
And I am immortal