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Nokturnal Mortum - On The Moonlight Path


Go away day, give everything to the queen of the night
laying in the cold land and waiting for the full-moon (to come).
I see the leaving of life as a sweet dream.
My way is stretching into the abyss of eternity.
I don't try to hold for this life, it's damned by me,
and the spirit of Carpathians call my black soul to the moonlight path.
The dawn - the dusk.
The cycle is over for me.
The sun is twisted by the soars and it's painful for me to look at it.
Oh! My sweet queen of the night you gave me
the sense of life you gave me eternal pleasure.
I acquired the true vampiric art.
I'm on the moonlight path.
Hey stars! Greet me!
Do you hear me... the moon!
The tombstones are singing to me
and the throne of the damned belongs to death.
I celebrate the great joy together with the wolves.
I dance inside the circle of snakes and marsh of reptiles.
I'm indifferent to everything because I choose my path.
Blood! I swallow it.
It spreads inside of me like bitterness
and indifference in the world of true lies.
I was runed and humilated in a world where I've been insunderstood.
Through my teeth I talk about revenge.
The world will remember my name.
The moonlight path that takes my soul.
I'll take these useless souls one by one.
Your temples will burn like candles,
the children and your women will moan with pain.
Your houses will hide in blood by which I'll wash my face
playing with the moonrays on my path; on my moonlight path.
I scorn you sheep.
I scorn your flock.
To be your shepherd is my fate.
Bringing your souls for the sacrifice to my God.
I'll feed the wolves by your mortal bodies.
Death and chaos - all will be here,
and nobody else will see the day and the sun (again).
Therefore, I'm on the moonlight path.
Oh! World! I'll dance on your grave.

Astarte - Liquid Myth

Poseidon, god of the sea, releace your wrath.
The depths of your kingdom reborn in Atlantis.
An old shipping fortress of land raised in your throne.
Surrounded by the gloves of liquid emeny.

Undefeated forgotten reality
Is trembling under the sea.
Beyond my eyes reborn again
The lost existence of Atlantis.

A glorious city unable to resist olympian's wrath.
Bloody and buried! Bares her beauty to the sea.
Waves are howling as they pass through the ruins of ocean.
From the center of cosmos the judgment betraed its status

Eternal curse sended by Zeus upon his brother
And the night scorns to change the tragedy.
Like the boat touches the shining line of the moon,
Like the music cries in its darkness.
We see the past engraved beneath the sea,
Trembling underneath the surface of delightful vision.
Years of kingship have died in your ocean cemetery.

At its depths life has died
Bleeding through thousants of years
And corrupts as the waves surround
The unfound mark of Poseidon

Dark Tranquillity - The Gallery

Come and dance through my vanity's halls
Welcome to my exhibition

Ornaments fall
The fate of my art, condemned
And the creative seed
That grows to the tune of the harvest song
Embody my lifelong passion
Intertwine with the structures of my art
Those empty frames staring at me

One lonely portrait covers the lovestarved canvas
In honour of the birthless rebellion within me

Every picture holds a tale
Every shade tells of a thousand words

The artistry of living chaos
Is pictured in the poets tears
Because everything burns
The final concept
Is all but a thought away

Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!
My thoughts and words will come to right
In my chamber where chaos conveys
Kneel down to my desire

Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony
Emptiness! Orchestration through colours

The gallery

To never return to my guidance
Burning my art

Darkthrone - Unholy Black Metal

When the sun has died
When the angels are blind
When the pig lies thick
Over the palace of god

When the fullmoon lights the earth
When the wolves gather in the open
When blood rains from heaven high
And from the pearly gates

When jehovas hordes are slaughtered
When disciples twelve are dead
When beheth of easter lands
And raped and raped again

When the whore of babylon rides
When fury turns to hate
When all sons of satan
Sodomize the lambs of christ

When the gates have all been opened
When the funerals never end
When satans ports paint out hearts
And sadness our souls

When witches burn the priests
When the ancient ones return
When the demons ride the numb
With their hares of dark desires

Dark Funeral - Remember the Fallen

Honour the fallen heroes
See their last resting place
Perished in the battle of nations
Where they found eternal peace
Do you know the use of their decorations?
Awarded for patriotism
They left their life in fire
But don't know even why

Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen

To the command of despotic dictators
They marched to fight in a senseless war
Most of them were just puppets and children
The battle was lost before it began

Brotherly in heart and hand
Know that they never come back
With combined effort
And the believe in god
Their duty only as cannon fodder
Kamikaze as living bombs
Driven into the open knife
Deceitful and malicious

Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen

Their tormented souls will never rest
To pay us back for their innocent death
No quarter shed our proud blood
Retaliation on the warpath