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At dawn they rise pointing to the skies
Ready to cut through the clouds at command
From wombs in the ground born to deafening sounds
When the button is pressed by death′s hand

Loaded with death powered by the dragons′ breath
Climbing way above the clouds out of sight
To seek its destination and destroy it into void
And to spread its load of death and endless night

Below water in the ground on wings of steel up high
Seeds of death to be launched in final one of wars
Each with a number for a distant city at their sides
Wonder what′s the number for my city and for yours

Metal phallous seeds of death
That is not won else cannot be lost
Precious burden seeds of death
Sown to earth brings the holocaust

Prepare to die

Now leaving their wombs all in fire baptised
Outnumbering the stars in the sky
Each with a skytrack on which they are sent
To destroy each part of the world on the other side

Not time to repent feel regret or ask for mercy
Once launched there is no way to bring them back
Finally the world created by man look so bright
Before it all turns black

Below water in the ground on wings of steel up high
Seeds of death to be launched in final one of wa
Each with a number for a distant city at their sides
Wonder what′s the number for my city and for yours

Metal phallous seeds of death
That is not won else cannot be lost
Precious burden seeds of death
Holocaust

@ Bathory

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Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the master
Of the cold northern breeze

Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake

Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night

Along the black mountainside scattered
By the campfires awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men in battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow axe and the sword

By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the sun′s first warm rays

The elder among the men looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die

Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
a forest of spears appears onthe hill
the steel shines bright in the sun′s first rays

@ Bathory

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Honestly I don′t believe I′ve ever been this weary
My thinking is really tearing my whole inside outside and in
I wish I had the nerve to do just something firm about it
I′m sure I could live without it but now it seems that we begin

To toss an eye exchange a smile from miles apart it seems
And yet it′s hard to tell what′s really happing from dreams
Is it just that we′ve both thinking is this stuff for real
And what if in the midst of this all what if some would see

If this real it seems to me to be good ol′ infatuation
What if I am wrong and mix the facts with my imagination
Knee deep in this mess no wonder I don′t sleep too good at night
Yes still I′ve never felt more all right

Hey, were you looking my way or was I standing in the way
I′m like a moth hot for the flame I just can′t help it

I′ve been thinking should you accept an invitation
Can′t help this fascination and yet if you were here I′d freexe
I count the days ′til I′ll see you again and wish you′ll be there
And yet if you would come near again I′d get those jelly knees

So we toss an eye exchange a smile but we never move too close
And yet make sure to make it short we want no one to know
Can I help that I am wondering is this for real
Are you thinking much the same as I then you must feel like me
Until the two of us have come to terms with how to act from now on
We are gonna have to walk in quite wide circles ′round each other
Can not wait until the day when you and I decide
What to do ′til then I guess I′ll be allright

Hey, were you...

@ Bathory

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Ancient cromlech carved of ice,
Etched against a glimmering sky,
Beneath the pale moonlight, the witch enthralling,
(like the sublime) scent of black lotus,
Ahiling a black sun with ebon rays,
Hailing a black moon as onyx agleam,
The dark horn sounds ’cross the nighted vale,
Shadows call in this bleak winter’s dream.

I seize the throne round dagon’s stone,
Dark hordes arise ’neath winter skies,
Forged ’neath the moon, by skulthur’s tomb,
Blood-oath sealed, by frost-veiled steel.

White flames dancing on the snow,
The witch-fire gleams through northern skies,
The frost of heather upon her tongue,
Whispering dreams of atlantean spires,
Ruby lipped, midnight tressed, eyes as black as raven’s wing,
Flesh so pale as dawn-frost gleaming,
Kisses sweet like moon-dew’s tears.
Deep within the glacial ice-veiled temple,
Ancient enchantments
Summon the shades of the dreaming serpent kings...
And the ophidian throne once again draws
Power from the moon-shrouded crystal...
Mystic steel is anointed by the crimson wine of battle,
And blood reddens the gleaming snow.

Storm-borne bride of winter’s fire,
Serpent-witch of the whispering fens,
Veils of scarlet and sable,
Blood spilled in the vault of night,
Frost-garlanded, the mind-binding glimmer
Of tear-filled ophidian eyes,
The gleam of winter moonlight upon black waters,
Nighted spells of the enchantress.

Scourge of angsaar, wielder of the black sword,
Immortal lord of darkmere, serpent-witch ensorcle me.

Black sun... black moon!

@ Bathory

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Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases.
Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay.
Chimneys spew death day and night. Chemicals with every bite.
Layer of mist in the sky. Filtering no more the light.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The Judgement Of Posterity.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The judgement of posterity.

Substances lethal en masse. Genetical codes harassed.
Disassembled and distorted chains of DNA nourished
to breed life again. Elevated. Erected. Enriched.
Developed. Perfected and pitched. Educated. Equipped
and supreme. Initiated. Homo Sapiens. Human being.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The judgement of posterity.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The Judgement Of Posterity.

Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases.
Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The Judgement Of Posterity.

Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea.
You can′t shut it out. With every breath reality.
This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains...
The Judgement Of Posterity.

@ Bathory

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Dedicated to Mr. Dean Anderson

One man rode the way through the woods
Down to Asa bay
Where dragon ships had sailed to sea
More times than one could say
To see with own eyes the wonder
People told of from man to man
The God of all almightyness
Had arrived from a foreign land

The rumours told of a man
Who had come from the other side the seas
Carrying gold cross around neck in chain
And spoke in strange tongue of peace
He had come with strange men in armour
Dressed in purple shirts and lace
Smelling not of beer but flowers
And with no hair in face

And the bold man carrying cross
Had told all one of Asa bay
The God of all man woman child had come
To them all save
And to thank Lord of Heaven
One should build to God a house
And to save one′s soul from Hell
One should be baptised and say vows

A man of pride with the Hammer told new God
To build his house on own
And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers
Not too long time gone
The rumours said the man with a beard like fire
the Hammer in chain
By men in armour silenced was and by
Their swords was slain

Those who did not pay the one coin
Of four to man of new God
Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
By their neck to the log
And so all of Asa bay did build
A house of the cross
Every hour of daylight they did sweat
Limbs ached because faith does cost

And on the day two hundred
There it stood white to the sky
The house of the God of the cross
Big enough to take two dragon ships inside
all of Asa bay did watch
The wonder raise to the sky
Now must the God of the cross be pleased satisfied

Just outside the circle of the crowd
One old man did stand
He looked across the waters
And blotted the sun out of his eyes with one hand
And his old eyes could almost see
The dragon ships set sail
his old ears could almost hear
Men of great numbers call out Oden′s hail

And though he did know already
Though he turned face towards sky
whispered silent words forgotten
Spoken only way up high
Now this house of a foreign God does stand
Now must they leave us alone
Still he heard from somewhere in the woods
Old crow of wisdom say
...people of Asa land, it′s only just begun...

@ Bathory

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Mother winter leaves our land
And opens wide the seas
The lukewarm breeze does beckon me
As it whispers through the trees

It says: Set your sails
And let me take your ship to foreign shores
Take farewell of those near you
And your land of the North!

The wild cold deep black ocean′s waves
Invites my hungry heart
Cry not my love I′ll return
Only death can keep us apart

Oden in the sky up high
Let the Ravens of yours fly
To guide us on our sail to foreign shores
Let your Ravens fly

The wind blows through my hair
fills our sails with hope and pride
Caress these lines of Oak, wind
Do not throw us all aside

The wild cold deep black ocean′s waves
As wide as sky above
Carry us, oh, Gods of sea
Don′t take us down below

Now approach the shore at dawn
All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born
Clad in morning dew asleep
The city′s walls rise before us men from the seas

Carrying cold steel at our sides
No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise
Down the coastlines with the wind we reign
Men of the North we leave the shores I flames

Shores in Flames
Fire!

Tor of thunder way up high
Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky
Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home
Guide your sons, us, home

When the wind cries out my name
And time has come for me to die
Then wrap me in my cape
And lay my sword down at my side

Then place me on a ship of Oak
And let it drift with tide
Let the flames purify my soul
On its way to hall up high

Up high
Fire!

@ Bathory

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This sword of steel that I hold in my hand
Ore of this mountain.A sword of his land
Made for the king when the elders were young
Tu guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times
A sword made to battle and to take a life
This sword is a backbone of the life that I know
Here among mountains and snow
This sword will be one with me.Body and soul
All of me will delivering each blow
Sting on my back.Oh,its power I feel
I can hardly wait to try its steel
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times
A sword made to battle and to take a life
This sword is a backbone of the life that I know
Here among mountains and snow
Behold its sharp beauty.Just look at its shine
This sword was forget in fire and ice
This sword is a backbone of the life that I know
Here among mountains and snow
Now I am redy
To let this old sword sing again

@ Bathory

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Silvern skull, sable shroud, ebon tower, onyx crown.
Witchfire, black citadel, frost-shrouded steel, moon-veiled spell.

The skyqueen of the dead rides forth, black storm-borne steeds,
(their flanks anointed by) immortal blood,
Hark to the striking of the winds, the moon burns black as slaughter reigns.
Witch-Storm!

Bright fires agleam through winter′s night,
Dark spells whispered on the winds,
The trees enrob′d in veils of frost,
Moonfire entwines the Eye of Khthon.

From the moon-swathed depths of winter-mists,
Enchantress, she-who-walks-the-night-alone,
Sloe-eyed shape-shifting sucubus,
Silken veils and slime-smeared flesh.
Witch-storm!

Storm-Witch, hearken this night,
Hone this black blade with sorcery,
Battle-spells annoint my flesh,
Let blood and steel be my glory.

Elder tongues encarved in sinistrous slime-flecked stone,
The Obsidian Tower broods ′neath the moon,
Winged fiends descend from storm-wrought skies,
Black Ring, key to the Shadow Gate, aglow with eldritch spells.

Forged in witchfire, envenomed steel,
Ensorcelled blade, blood-ravening,
Ebon demon′s tooth, the bane of Kings,
Red rain of slaughter, prow of blood.
WITCH-STORM!

THE RAVENING
(Lyrics: Byron, Music: Jonny & Chris)

Black Legions ravening for blood,
Dark Lords hearken to my call,
Warriors rise forth from the earth,
Battle-spells empower me,
The Throne of Kings, the summoning,
Marble halls sunk ′neath the waves,
Storm-wolves a prowl (beneath) the ebon moon,
Immortal hordes, pledge me thine steel!

The clarion call of battle sounds,
Iron gleams in baleful flame,
Slaughter shines from misted eyes,
Storm-forged blade drink deep.
Stench of carnage fires my blood,
My bride of steel sings in my hand,
Corpse-mounds piled to touch the sky,
Black fury enshroud me!

Bleed for the gods of war!
Flesh to sate the worms!
By this sword I rule!

Dreadful fall of slaughter,
Raw scent of fresh-spilled blood,
Crimson rain falls from the sky,
Ravens ride the storm.

Black cloud of arrows, red storm of swords,
Dark wave of carnage... slaughterfall!

By blood and steel I rule!

@ Bathory

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[instrumental]

[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]

["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun′s light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]

@ Bathory

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She is open wide She isn′t hard to please
She drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees
She floats and insists I am hot and can′t resist
She suck me to the core [Now] I can′t take no more
That Bitch
She turns me to a beast
BESTIAL LUST
[C′mon] Bitch
Each tendon muscle rippling She drink my sove with greed
She fuck my helpless body and she just raise the speed
She let her wet tongue roll I gasp and can′t control
She is hot and drives me wild and still she is open wide
Just when this torture seems to end
She is there to drain my sove again
[Come on ride, to ride on me bitch]
BESTIAL LUST

@ Bathory

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I was way off track from start
I judged everything by my damned heart
I walked unprotected ′gainst the blows
How was I suppose to really know

When you think you know what′s the right thing to do
And you find you just don′t have a clue
And when things turn out to be not what they seemed
You are caught walking barefoot on glass
With your head firmly stuck up your ass

I was coming down in pieces you bet I was coming down
What goes up believe me surely must hit hard the ground
I was coming down in pieces yet I was sound enough to say
I′m the only one to blame, yeah, so get out of my damn f*ckin′ way

I scratched my walls ′till my fingers bled
I tried to get it all out of my f*ckin′ head
I was really deep down for quite some time
It took quite a while to leave it all behind

When it hits ya′ and you don′t think that you′ll make it through
And the times when a hell will stick to ya′ like glue
And it seems very effort is destined to fail
You′ll be surprised how you sh*t you can take
Before you give it in and you start to break

I was coming down in pieces...

When you think you know...

Now I know should I go there again
To hit the bottom don′t need to mean the end

I was coming down in pieces...

@ Bathory

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Dedicated to the Children of the North Star

Father to Son
From Father to Son

Now born my son I name thee
After the sound of my Hammer′s
Beat upon the anvil
On this chilly springtime day

The Hammerchild of my flesh
Of my blood to carry on
When I have reached Oden′s end
Of my glorious warrior′s trail

Call upon the spirits of our fathers
Long time gone with thunder
Ask them for truth and courage
When trouble is in your way

Learn to read and understand
The signs to few can clearly vision
Listen carefully to what
The Ravens has to say

Oh, hear the Thunder′s roar
Greetings from our fathers long time gone
Tell so that no one ever will forget
What is in heart goes from Father to Son

Oh, watch the lightning strike
Feel the powers of the Hammer′s pounding on
Take it to your heart and understand
What must live on from Father to Son

Promise me my son to always
Cherish what is home to you
What is the truth and to
Defend all of your race

Never lose the values
I have taught to you
Always keep your moral and ideals
Do never bring your flag disgrace

Promise me my son before my corps
Is turning pale to
Grab my sword hold it to the sky
And call out my hail

Listen for the bronze horns
Watch the lightning strike then
You know I have reached Oden′s end
Of my warrior′s trail

Oh, my child please take heed
Through you I am granted to live on
These words more worth than you will ever know
Make them live on from Father to Son

@ Bathory

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I stumbled on and almost fell across your moosehead-slippers
The other day sometime ago on the radio
They played that song again it still sounds the same

Outside my window all the rain is pouring down again

The night is still its way past three
Another cup of tea coz I can′t sleep
In two hours you′ll get out of bed
Chocolate milk with cheese on toasted bread

And outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
Washing all the dirt and hurt away so they say
And outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
Washing all the dirt and hurt away
Outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
I wonder if where you are it is raining just the same
Just the same

@ Bathory

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Every day it′s all the same no matter how I turn or twist my brain
I toss my body and scratch my f*ckin′ mind
I bend and duck but I bounce ′gainst things all time

I′m left in this box I′m firmly and all stuck
I′m neatly tied and shelved I′m choked contained withheld

Outta space I′m growing outta space
I think I′m goin′ crazy
Outta space I′m growing outta space
It′s driving me crazy
Outta space I′m growing outta space
I think I′m goin′ crazy
Outta space I′m growing outta space
I think I′m goin′ out of my mind

I open my eyes wide to see some light
I take a breath and feel my box too tight
No matter how I press and push all day
That f*ckin′ lid of mine won′t give away

I′m left in this box...

Outta space...

@ Bathory

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Kill. Kill them all. Pigs written in blood on the walls.
Your not entitle to accuse and judge one single man
if you allow all shit that′s happening in this damned
rotten land. The pressure your damned system,
religion and school puts on our minds creates an all
collective pain that no damn walls can keep inside.

Do you really think that all evil and madness rests in me.
Do you think you′re safe locking me up
and then throwing away the key.

Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m free.
Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m just
a product of a broken nation′s shattered dream.

Death. Death to all. Pigs screaming, The blood runs
down the walls. You′ll never be successful trying to
keep the madness behind these walls because the pain
comes from inside and creates chaos within all.
You can put me in the chair and watch me fucking fry.
But I am aware my death′s a nation′s alibi.

Do you really think that all evil and madness rests in me.
Do you think you′re safe locking me up
and then throwing away the key.

Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m free.
Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m just
a product of a broken nation′s shattered dream.

Canґt you see Iґm out man. Canґt you see Iґm free.

Kill. Kill them all. Pigs written in blood on the walls.
Your not entitle to accuse and judge one single man
if you allow all shit that′s happening in this damned
rotten land. The pressure your damned system,
religion and school puts on our minds creates an all
collective pain that no damn walls can keep inside.

Do you really think that all evil and madness rests in me.
Do you think you′re safe locking me up
and then throwing away the key.

Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m free.
Can′t you see I′m out, man. Can′t you see I′m just
a product of a broken nation′s shattered dream.

@ Bathory