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Intro
01:25
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2. |
Tir Nan Og
06:10
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Tir Nan Og
From edges to edges
Burning the land of the dead
The flaming horizon
Is rushing ahead
And the beasts and the birds and all men
Flee from the flames
And the ashclouds
Of the last stand
Doomed to be
Eternal wanderers
Like specters
In scorched wastelands
Alienation and disenchantment
Come to their homes
Where they are never
Destined to return
Fallen to ruins
Build on their fathers's bones
Native cloisters remained
In a daydreams and sleep
And the haven is full
Of enflamed, perished ships
World is in motion
Waters of the sacred lake boil
And a shabby hand of the mistress raises
The sword from the stone
Where boiling drops of rust flow
The Wicker Man's shadow
Rises up again
And the ones who corrupted the world
Are gathered to be chained
The world is in motion
The old world is writhing on the altar
And the conspirators' hands
Raising a sacrificial knives
Above the old world
For the new
Great Martyrdom
Noble incestuous royal bloodline
False dark matriarchy worshipers
Ancient fiendish aristocracy
That traces its lineage
From the dark middle ages
I'll stab them in their backs
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3. |
The Elysium
06:43
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The Elysium
You, who usurped
The blessed lands
Of eternal youth
Avalon..
Elysium..
Where our patron
Cernunnos
With the deer horns
Sent the worthiest ones
In the Age Of Lore
With whom
The exhilarant ocean winds
Spoke in eternal spring
Where golden fruits
Of immortality grow
And shining feathers
Of celestial birds glow
You, the impostors
Wearing your masks of the goats
Legitimizing your power
By appropriating
The heritage
Of gods
Plucking
The lustful fruits of flesh
Indulging
In unbridled orgies
Of the last days
Like holding a Feast in Time of Plague
In the shade
Of decoration
Of the sacral vales
Profaning
The sacred groves
Polluting
all healing springs
You ripped
the masses from grace
Down to the foot
Of the harsh, earthly face
To the soot
Of forges
And the dustclouds
Of merciless whirls
In the crimson haze
To the barren land
Of ruthlessness
Where the unceasing stand
For a stale piece of bread
While you gorge yourself to death
And indulge your wildest whims
Gorging yourself to death
Plucking
The lustful flowers of flesh
Indulging
In unbridled orgies
Of the last days
Like holding a Feast in Time of Plague
In the shade
Of decoration
Of the sacral vales
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4. |
Flight Of The Swans
06:40
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Flight of the swans
Wandered foreign lands for so long
And we had forgot our way home
Gray waves will rock us for times to come
And fierce wind shall carry us along the foreign shores
Rains, storms and snowfalls tormented our wings
Nothing remained
But compose the echanting songs and sing
And then our brothers
Lost in the storms, flocked to the call
And broken wings were healed for so long
Once again and for all
When we return, we won't recognize
Our old home
Everyone we knew
Gone and fade, and we left forlorn
And only ashes remain
From the old hearth
Home of our youth
The whole is deserted, deseased
And we are left forever for mourning
From ocean to ocean, from age to age
We've been living through the fulfillness of change
We've got enough of this live
That one has lived through
The sign of sorrow is now our youth's home
Our tribe longs for another age, another epoch
Voices, faces and words -
Were washed by waves from the stones
Everything is crumbled in the sands
Of those ages course
And we shall crumble into dust
Along our white wings
Above our homeland shores
On the ashes of our fathers hall
Once and again
Our curse will fall
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5. |
The White Ship
09:31
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The White Ship
I was a lighthouse keeper,
On the old harbor,
In Dreamland
Above sunken slimy rocks
That unseen
When the tide is high,
But seen
When the tide is low
Lore of the ocean
Came to me
Of foreign lands
And enchanted me
With the years it grew
More friendly and singed
Of other things
More strange and far
In space and in dreams
In the night,
Following
The celestial bird light,
I ascended
The White ship
Along the bridge
Of the foggy moonlit
Out of the South
The moon was full and high
Out of the South
The White Ship used to come
Smooth and glide
Over the sea
With the scent of breezes
And the songs of waves
Charming
As on a day of leave
Ocean waters embrace
Fabulous gardens and meadows,
Plague vales, and the abode
Of a thousand insane miracles
Passed before the ship's bow
Even the music
Of realm of eternal bliss and peace
Сould no longer seduce my ears
Heavenly bird's call drew me front
Into the haze of the unknown
Where the waters of all
Crumble in a roaring
Waterfall
Breaking against the rocks
In the bottomless gulfes
All chimerical hopes
And dreams
After the crash
I have opened my eyes
I saw that the lighthouse went out
And dead bird felt from the skies
Leaving behind the wreckage
Of the White Ship
At the old pier,
At the lighthouse,
In the moonlit
The gods are greater than men,
And they have won
Oceans told me its secrets no more
The White Ship is never destined to return
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6. |
Underneath The Waves
08:23
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Underneath the waves
The rotten core of Utopia
Now hidden under the waves
Collapsed
Under its vices weight
Prefiguration
For the future fallen years
Burning Rome
And the playing hand of Nero
A noble brow
Under a royal wreath,
Devouring by leprosy
The corrupted hero
Barbarian's hand
Crushing down
The noble statues
When hands
Of the furios god
Unleash
Lightnings
On the blind ones shrine
Blind ones, who erected
The columns and pillars
To the skies
Skies, fullfilled
With a crimson fires
On the altars
Of their
Relentless desire
Ascend
The martyrs'
Endless line
Sodom, Carcosa,
Sarnath and Atlantis
All images,
Myths and legends
Gathered in chain
When thoughts are
Flying
In the shiny spheres
Of the cosmic arcs
But flesh is mired
In the squirming
Serpentine coils
Of unrein lust
Each new turn
Of the tail
Will mark
The new return
Downward
Or upward
The spiral burns
Cursed rulers
Drink on brudershaft
Seething broth of red brew
From the sacrificial glass
Of the royal Caesars,
Who set the world afire
And fuck concubines
On martyrs' carcasses
Scooped
From the poisoned well
Of the damned sages
Of the priests behind their throne rooms' gates
Future fate
Of the last kings and queens
Had been predicted
On the prophetic pages
Usurpers of the mortal laws
Cursed be, forever
Till the end of all days
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7. |
Veil Of The Black Mirror
08:42
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Veil Of The Black Mirror
I tear the veil
From the black mirror
Reflection
Surface bubbles and smokes
New medieval wars
Brueghel's kaleidoscope
Burnt trees, disfigured shapes
Dispossessed
Сovered with soot and blood
Rushing through the streets
Through the flaming streets
Majestic Death passes
With a bridal veil
Supported by a retinue
Of devoted courtiers
War, Famine and Plague
They follow the ark
With the defiled remains
Of the old gods,
Exposed to outrage
Cavalcade of riders,
On horseback march
Through a devastated town,
With a dirty gray
Pest banner in the hall
And the march of rats
Follow step by step
Where the new Witch Hunt victims
Are writhing in flames
Where the wild laughter
Of lepers, jesters and clowns
Drowns out the cries
And groans
Of the dying and the mad
Once clear windows
In the House of God
Are covered with soot and mud,
And the golden light of faith
No longer descends
On the distressed flock
The era of general prosperity
Has ended,
And our world drifts
Into the twilight times
The soft underbelly
Of the serenity era
Ripped open
With a rusty hook
And so, we stand,
As before
The flooding of Atlantis
And the fire
In Alexandria
Each on his own
Distant shore
And only the lonely shape of a knight
Playing chess with death
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8. |
Haven In Flames
08:42
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Haven In Flames
The ships of nobility
Leaving the flaming haven
Relinquentes terram ad paganos
Sailing
To the usurped Elysium
And the flaming waves
Of the oceans
The water horses
With scorched manes
Beating in agony
Are chasing them
On their heels
Their terrestrial brethren,
With roasted skin
And empty eye sockets,
Rolling on the ground
Like horses of doom
From nightmares
With crimson coals
In their eyes
Empty
Are the eye sockets
Of those
Who saw
The flash
Of the wormwood star
Haven in flames
Avalon is hidden and covered
But cruel burning sea and stars
Are ours
And the wildered earth
That we may roam
Tormented and scorched
Impregnated by heathen spirit
And the sun has faded
Land sinks into the sea
Falling from the skies
The bright stars,
The heatable flame is raging,
Reaching the sky
I will not see
The light
That is dear to me
Spring without flowers
Cattle without milk
Women without shame
Men without courage
Prisoners without a king
Forests without acorns
The sea is barren
The false judgment of the elders,
Everyone becomes a traitor
Bad times
The son
Will deceive the father,
The daughter
Will deceive the mother
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