The Ones You Left Behind

Valkyrie

Lesser Men

Leave No Cross Unturned

Dead Early

Come Warfare, The Entire Doom

Rust

I come from a land. Of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness. You don't want to encourage me. . Slowly corroding your fortified norm. Leaving you bitter, grim and sober.

Sempiternal Past / Presence View Sepulchrality

Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar. Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim. The Autumn leaves that fell. And those who still attach the trees.

Sacrificing To The God Of Doubt

The road is paved while we walk it. To the place where we pay for the sins. we have no yet paid for in life. Sacrificing to the God of doubt. . Fuck hope.

Sadomasochistic Rites

["Summer of the Diobolical Holocaust" from "Under a Funeral Moon"]. Hearses are raining. from the open sky. megolomania. reigns supreme. Chilled in horror - Christian Death.

Ravnajuv

(lyrics by Nocturno Culto). I dype juvet, ein stad i Noregs land. tallse de samler sine. Ravnsorte vinge. Der akter de at rdslage. For tid at komme. minnes pest ukristen tid.

Rex

["Cross the Triangle of Flames" from "Under a Funeral Moon"]. Engulfed in frost. I sailed our dreams. gloomy inner landscapes come to life. I am the wolf in the darkest scene.

Ravishing Grimness

Impersonal whirling Clinical hate. Abrupt irritation Morphed (into) anger. . Pounding exploding Ravishing grimness. Completely born and built to loathe.

Pure Demoniac Blessing

["Crossing the Triangle of Flames" and "Summer of the Diobolical. Holocaust". from "Under A Funeral Moon"]. The dragon rises before me. I'll fornicate the beast.

Quintessence

Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals. Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip. Eight miles wide the valley behyond all hope. Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist.

Raining Murder

Hung out to dry. Liquid rites engulf. Eaten alive. Again and again. . It's raining murder here. And the caves are cold. I curse the skies. While the ground slides away.

Over Fjell Og Gjennom Torner

Over fjell og gjennom Torner. Gjennnom den One Dunkle Skog. D som ein Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre. Skjr i kjtt. Naler dype i huden ned.. . Ravners nebb i Blod vil fratse.

Paragon Belial

I lay Enshrined. Contaminated Time Warp. My Flesh Yearns. For the Tombworld. . My soul like layers of Frost. Simulating a Spectre Shadow. Frozen in Time and Space.

Nor The Silent (whispers)

The Open Road,. like a blue horizon. And you could see for Miles. So we could submerge right here. And we should bring our hearts there.... Top of the White trees.

Natassja In Eternal Sleep

Alcohol is in my veins. Tears fall as I think of you.. The true memory you left me with. is a key to the wine of melancholy.. . I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows-.