What the fuck, man?. (What the fuck?). This club is dead as a mother fucker. (Dead as a mother fucker). . I'ma call these nigga goddamn Ying Yang Twins.
The wall, the wall. And we keep on struggling. And we ain't got nothing. And we need to get something. . The wall, the wall. And we keep on struggling.
I have crossed the horizon to find you. I know your name. I may have stolen the heart from inside you. But this does not define you. This is not who you are.
Listen young boys, and you young girls. I'm an old man nearly done with this world. I have served kings, and convicts as well. I have been witness to heaven and hell.
So you say we sound like a vacuum cleaner. And you say we don't go with dinner. And you say we can't keep a beat. And you say you can't tap your feet.
What you wanna do? (uh huh). What you wanna say? (uh huh). How you gonna hurt me this time?. Start another game. . Feel it coming on soon (uh huh). Backed into a cage (uh huh).
[Original recording originally released in 1992 on the demo album "Wrath of the Tyrant".]. [This recording orginally released in 1994 on the EP "As the Shadows Rise".].
(Music: Samoth & Ihsahn/ Lyrical concept: Ihsahn & Samoth/. Words: Ihsahn/ Arrangements: Samoth & Ihsahn). Deep Green Dark Chaos. Blinded I run down these paths.
Deep Green Dark Chaos. Blinded I run down these paths. By heart I know them. They lead to the searing cliffs. Stout they stand above the waters edge. Lifeless.
[Originally released in 1997 on the album "Anthems to the Welkin at Dusk".]. . [Lyrical concept: Ihsahn & Samoth.]. [Lyrics: Ihsahn.]. [Music: Samoth & Ihsahn.].
[Originally released in 1993 on the EP "Emperor".]. . [Music: Ihsahn and Samoth.]. [Lyrics: Mortiis.]. [4:13]. . The wolves bark with wind in summertime..
All raised. To be men. Given image and path. Supreme. Idolised warriors. Bright steel. Burning rage. Never too late to try. Stand tall. Never plead. Live and let die.
You're worthless as you burn.. Everything about you makes me sick.. Your self satisfying ridicule makes me sick.. Condescending, contradictive.. . I wait for you to burn..
Too many times I've sat back and watched you destroy.. Your self destructive ways. Lost in your haze.. It buries you alive as you breathe your death in..
It is such a drag,. You're dressed in rags,. Everybody waving these faded flags,. Tongue tied a fire inside,. Caught like a deer in the headlights.. Mine, mine, it isn't a lot.