Dimmu Borgir

Raabjorn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde

Langt...der borte i morket
Gjennom tretopper der manelys driver
Langt...der borte i all take
Inn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst river

Pa de mosegrodde steiner de seg viser
Nar nattemorket har senket seg over
Ekkoene...fra deres grufulle jamring
Endelost...du kan hore

I horisonten langt vekk
Skimtes den sigende skodde
Horder av ild rider manelyset i flokk
Ved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt odde

Den iskalde snoen
Har kommet
Denne gang
I evig fokk

Raabjørn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde (Re-recorded Version)

Langtder borte i mørketgjennom tretopper der månelys driverlangtder borte i all tåkeinn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst riverpå de mosegrodde steiner de seg visernår nattemørket har senket seg overekkoenefra deres grufulle jamring endeløstdu kan hørei horisonten langt vekkskimtes den sigende skoddehorder av ild rider månelyset i flokkved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt oddeden iskalde snoenhar kommetdenne gangi evig fokk

Relinquishment Of Spirit And Flesh

King of tempests and storms
Lord of innumerable figures and forms
Blessed with thy cold I am
As I upon the shoulders of mine
Bear the burden of Thine

Once I got touched by a fire from beyond
An invitation to darkness of which I could not resist
Caressed by the feathers of the fallen
I took the fate in my hand

My raging Commander
My constant Shade
My soul's Persecutor
My eternal Divinity

Revealing Thy powers in visions and dreams
Invoking your magic at night
Honoured I am to mission Thy word
Within a creed is sworn of majestic might
An infernal allegiance in which I pay my share
An unholy awakening inside of which I intend to bear

Beholding Thy commotion
I entreat You with devotion
I subsume Your might with strength
I will carry on with You as my guardian
Against the lambs of the light

Possesses by the true god of earth I am
Possessed for eternity

Satan My Master

[bathory cover]

Satan my master
I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood
Satan my master
Up side down i turn the cross of god

Satan my master
Recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine
Satan my master
I cut into my rotten flesh your signs

Satan my master
Remember me when judgement day is near
Satan my master
Take my hand when armageddon is here

Sorgens Kammer

Minnenes ekko stiller timen
Kneblet i tungsinnets lenker faller jeg ifra
Ikke lenger vil jeg være boltet fast i vemodighetens anker
Men endelig få lengselens slukket - etter å dra

Drakk jeg for meget av livshåpets krus
Tok jeg gledens forfengelighet for gitt
For min strid mot tomhetens smerte - denne dødsangstens rus
Er det eneste ene igjen - som er mitt

I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre å takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig når
Repet strammer rundt min nakke

Stumme viner kan ei gi trøst
Menigmann i gravkorets forsamling vil aldri fatte
Det landet av fortapelse
Jeg egenhendig skapte

Denne intense dragning mot dødens portaler
(Har jeg som) en vandrende studie i gråtkvalt messe-noir
Behersket siden tidens morgen
Men noe jeg aldri lot slippe taket - var sorgen

[english translation:]

[chambers of sorrow part ii]

The echoes of silence sets the hour.
Gagged in the chains of "depression", i fall away.
No more i will be bolted fast in the anchor of "melancholy".
But finally get my longing "fulfilled" - for leaving.

Did i drink too much from the goblet of "lifehope"?
Did i take the vanity of joy for granted?
For my battle against the pain of emptiness - this intoxication of the angst of death,
Is all that is left... that is mine.

In my loneliness i still know,
That i have none to thank but myself.
This is why i remain calm,
As the rope is tightening around my neck.

Silent witnesses can not give comfort.
The ordinary man in the assembly of the "gravechoir".
Tha land of perdition
I created by my own hands.

This intense attraction to the portals of death
(I have as) a wandering study of tearful messe-noir.
Controlled since the dawning of time,
But something i never would let go.. was the sorrow.

Spellbound (By The Devil)

You have returned to the torture-chambers
To find peace among the rotting corpses
You have returned to the execution place
To inhale the smell of blood

Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the devil
You have returned to the hidden graves
Only you know about
You have returned to to face your victims
And feel sensation of violence once again

Death and terror rules the soul
You have been spellbound
By the devil
Murderer, you have returned
To create fear and sorrow
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the devil

Spiritual Black Dimensions

Reptile

Glowing eyes, staring eyes
Manifest of evil presence
With entities swept in disease and decay
A fall from paradise beyond redemption

Wrathchild's afterglow

He who speaks of nightly treasures
He who wraps the serpent around my neck
He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice
He who lets me serve and slip away

...and so i will take shelter
In the absence of the light
Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark
A revenant without relief it seems
For the art of becoming a progeny
And to be raised in such curse

Is to forever creep among naive mortals
Infesting the dead in herdes

His grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscure
He who immerse my hands in sullen thrills
His paths on wich domination linger
He who dares to prove the sanity of mine

He who speaks of nightly treasures
He who lets me serve and slip away

Black unearthly void creatures crawling
Forbidden forgotten fairly underrated
Bastards in the shape of angels holding my hands
Passing me what is left of the wine

Stien

Svunne tider pajotuns vei
Der over hoye klipper og fjell
Har merket den med stov og aske
Fra dengang alders hirder
Vandret pa disse kanter

Her gandviks bergtroll trampet frem
I ondt og strrt et tussefolge
Hvor ferdafolk fant stor en visdom
Om landets skogsliv og morke sider
Her pa stien som bukter seg uendelig frem
Mellom berg hvor de vanskelig fremdeles
Kan oynes i horisonten

Sa storslatt det ma ha v?rt
Og speide ut over alt dette
Og a vandre sa alene og fri
En hostkveld i en kald og lett take
Slik som mange for meg har opplevd
Og som mange for meg ha verdsatt

Men minner blir glemt av tidens gang
Og lite er her som det engang var
Her som ellers har blader visnet
Men falt ned pa en forfallen jord
Hvor drommer og liv har dodd ut

Men kanskje bak en stien
Eller bak en gammel busk
Sitter fortsatt..... hmm
Og venter?

[english translation:]

Forgotten times on jotuns path
There over high cliffs and mountains
Has marked it with dust and ashes
From when alders' herds wandered these grounds.
Here gandviks cave trolls stamped forth
In an evil and large goblin-herd
Where rangers found a big wisdom
About the lands forest-life and dark sides
Here on the path who creeps eternally forth
Between banks where they difficult still
Can be seen in the horizon
So great it must have been
To look out over all this
And to wander so alone and free
An autumn evening in cold and light mist
Like many before me have experienced
And many before me have appreciated
But memories are forgotten as time passes by
And little is here that once were
Here like elsewhere leaves have wizened
But fallen down on a collapsed earth
Where dreams and lives have passed away
But maybe between a rock
Or behind an old buch
Sits still...
And waiting

Stormblåst

Gjennom tideløse morkne drømmer
I fuktig høstvind ober landstrakte vidder
Mot sorias fjellheim
Kommer jeg, en fandens ridder

Glatt er runen på det høye fjell
Gnidd vekk av regn og vind
Dragende kraft av ondskap lurer
Her ved trollheims muldne grind
Fortumlet av dette mørke byggverk
Med røvet gull fra lyets pakt
Brukt som spott til å senke
Deres murer

Vi grunder over dette riket
Så vakkert fylt med tideløs skumring
Som en stjerne i tomsindighetens juv
Det bringer frem en nattlig mimring
Over tanker fra en vissen tid

Drott til himmels er det reist
Av tidens endeløse svarte minner
Stormblåst ut av det sorte indre
Har bergflint rullet fra mo til kneist
Undring og angst samler seg i natten
I mørket som ruver om spiret
For ingen dag kan veien hit
Intet lys kan luske frem

Der sorg har beseiret alle gleder
Og bygd et land på menneskets jord
Fylt med isklad prakt og heder

[english translation:]

[storm blown]

Through timeless, decayed dreams
In a moist autumn wind over deserted plains
Against sorias mountains
I come, a devil's knight

Smooth is the rune on the high mountain
Washed away by rain and winds
Enchanting force of evil lurks
Here at trollhome's moudly gate
Perplexed by the dark building
Made of stolen gold from the pact of light
Used as mockery to make their walls fall

We ponder over this kingdom
So beautiful, filled with timeless dusk
As a star in the gorge of emptiness
Brings forth a nightly wondering
Over thoughts from a long gone time

Straight to the sky it is erected
From the endless black memories of time
Storm blown out of the black inner
Has rock rolled from heath to bottom
Wondering and anxiety gather in the night
In the darkness looming about the spire
For no day knows the way here
No light can sneak in

Where sorrow has conquered all joy
And built a land on human's earth
Filled with ice-cold splendor and glory

Stormblåst (Live)

Gjennom tideløse morkne drømmeri fuktig høstvind ober landstrakte viddermot sorias fjellheimkommer jeg, en fandens ridderglatt er runen på det høye fjellgnidd vekk av regn og vinddragende kraft av ondskap lurerher ved trollheims muldne grindfortumlet av dette mørke byggverkmed røvet gull fra lyets paktbrukt som spott til å senkederes murervi grunder over dette riketså vakkert fylt med tideløs skumringsom en stjerne i tomsindighetens juvdet bringer frem en nattlig mimringover tanker fra en vissen tiddrott til himmels er det reistav tidens endeløse svarte minnerstormblåst ut av det sorte indrehar bergflint rullet fra mo til kneistundring og angst samler seg i natteni mørket som ruver om spiretfor ingen dag kan veien hitintet lys kan luske fremder sorg har beseiret alle glederog bygd et land på menneskets jordfylt med isklad prakt og heder

Sympozium

Chains of despair
Cloaked by darkness
The thundering echoes of great destruction to come
Mankind's mysteries
The dying world

[chorus:]
Madness in it's sweetest form
What shrivels and dies must face the tempest
The angelic heaven bows to the ultimate truth
And melancholy grew

Anticipation mender through madness
Condemned to the same horrid fate
Insanity applauds
How sharp the awakening
Pale as disease
Mocking:maddening:
Give up the ghost
Cease the gloomy awakening

History foretold
The hidden stigmata
Totally annihilating the ecstasies innumerable
Materialize the vision
Give up the ghost
Cease the gloomy awakening

The Blazing Monoliths Of Defiance

With hearts of midnight, brightened by his infernal light
We stand as a monolith of wrath, united under the goat of a thousand young

Two horns thrust upwards in defiance, three inverted as the trinity denied
A phalanx of mourners in black, falling towards nightly terror

Unleash the tempted beast, raised your horns in prideful blasphemy
I'll be your guide into the glourious darkness
And enchant you like a taste of sin

Unleash the tempted beast,
Chant thereon in words
Of blazing scorn

Grant me my dark desires,
Strengthened through the power of satan

Take plesure in the torment of the wretched
And rejoice in the delight of the flesh
Behold the face of satan
And walk the fields of erotic fire

Hunt the heavens ...

Godless temples beckon
Through gleaming scapes of horrid nightmare
Gathered between symbols and signs
A glow of new light is born out of the night

Give into your lust and carnal desires
In twisted blood-dripping ecstasy
In the name of satan
I lead you into temptation

The Chosen Legacy

Hence i will anoint
And whisper wholeheartedly
The creed of hades and beyond
As i succumb to inevitable sin

For i cannot enslave myself
With imaginary words of salvation
The hypocrisy that surrounds my temple
Is assisted by pretenders to the throne

The winds that blow purity
Signify my chosen legacy
I was born to opposition
A contender to creation

In sorte diaboli
In sorte diaboli
In sorte diaboli
In sorte diaboli

For my sins
I will ask no forgiveness
For my sins
They are not to forgive

So never speak of me quietly
Stand by my confession
I voice your rebellion
Against the traitor of the world

I am the first creature of this kingdom
I will be the one
To out live his time
With the triumph of free will

The Conspiracy Unfolds

Fallen i have, fallen i am
Cursed and destined to burn
Fallen i have, fallen i am
Cursed and destined to burn

My loyalty towards a liar ceased to exist
Once misled by an empty fraudulent face
I will never turn my back on you
And deceive the flesh of our race

I will always speak truly
So you can understand
No riddles that manipulate
The words and symbols of man

Do not believe false promises
Conspiring to cover up the truth
Find solace in darkness within yourself
And have your legions unleashed

Do not withhold the air
Of your very last breath
In the end of days
You will transcend life and death

Let the one who is fit
Be the king
Of the heavens above
And all worlds down below

The Fallen Arsis

ENSTRUMANTEL

The Foreshadowing Furnace

Sparks fly and fire licks my wings
Tied to this wood - i was born for burning
I rebelled against the flock
Declined to submit to slavery
As a token from my legions of the chosen few
I reveal the secrets to the world's most famous forgery

As flames devour my skin
Flesh melting - peeling off
My days as an earthbound entity
Are outnumbered and have come to an end

I will never be laid to rest
But be free from oppression

Those of my kin - the black flame
Those of my sin - hail my name
Those of us that have been given eyes to see
Will never be laid to rest but be free from oppression

In this hour i finally separate
Carnal knowledge from divine will
In this hour i finally separate
Myself from your tyranny

Still our enemies will keep hiding
In the shadows with betrayal against reason

But with my reprisal i shall endure
And uncover the magnitude of this treason

I will arise from perdition
And let me presence known
I will author a new era
And have my beast shown
My stigma is of damnation
I am from beyond your god

The Fundamental Alienation

My eyes got blinded
And conned by the light
Like a fugitive on the run
I sought perseverance in the night

Deceptive icons were finally
Taken out of my sight
As the contender to origin
I will forever unveil his might

They say i am the cancer
On the back of the inquisition
I may well be the cancer
In the heart of the inquisition

They say i am the cancer
On the back of the inquisition
I am the cancer
In the heart of the inquisition

Through my years of sacrifice
Evolution came with lessons learned
Respect and fear
Is what i earned
So underestimate not your vision
Or you will be taught
Calculate your intuition
And you will teach

You all have been conned
And i always take the blame
For you do not understand
You are all the same

The Heretic Hammer

Vengeance is mine
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine

No longer will i be held responsible
For the error of your ways

My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice

Meet your opposition
Profane and disciplined
Take back your pride
With a pounding hammer

No longer will i be held responsible
For the error of your ways

My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice

As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test

Vengeance is mine
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine

I owe you nothing
But scorn and contempt
From all that is holy
I will have my revenge

Vengeance is mine
No longer will i be held responsible
For the error of your ways

My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice

As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test

With wisdom and fate
I design darkness
You keep feeding me denial and hate
And from that i will create

Arrogance and deception
Torment and bliss
How i envy your lack justification
When mine is so sincered

The Insight And The Catharsis

Passenger on confessional course
Unlock with the key you behold within
Repaint the shadow of your mind
And come awake

"oh, dreadful angel of mine
Enrich me with the vastness of your being"

"rigid father, teach me to comprehend
I'll commit myself to understAnd
To be the faithful And the instrument
So that the ones with blindfold can see what i have seen"

[vortex:]
"that there is nothing inbetween
For i am the accomplice..."
Aghast And tender, indulged in sin
Embraced by loneliness, legions who grin
I blunder into the realms of slumber
I collide with the obscure

[vortex & shagrath:]
And see the last fraction of light go by

[guitar solo]

[shagrath:]
Plundering the sanity from the insane
(And) providing appearances in black
Carefully swept in decadent spheres
(But) faces in this world always remain darkened

In circles of dominance, emotional deeps unite
Fiction And transcendence woven together
In the essence of purity lies wisdom
Join the forces, the spiritual black dimensions

[guitar solo]

[shagrath:]
What more do you need of proof
Human hAnds conforming clooven hoofs
For i know the secrets And lies behind all truths
Knowlege is power And the power is mine
It's all mine

So let the children come to me
And share the limitless ways to infinity
Escape death And disease
And behold youth And vitality

(come on, stuttgart. let me fucking see your hAnds in the air!)

[vortex:]
"oh, dreadful angel of mine
Enrich me with the vastness of your being"

"rigid father, teach me how to comprehend
I'll commit myself to understAnd
For i am the accomplice..."

The Invaluable Darkness

Fear tomorrow's adversary
And the wealth of uprising
The final storm will be released
And the unmerciful will erect

Hidden from the eyes of your god
I will proclaim original sin
And have you all purged and purified
From the lies that remain within

Cleansed and draped in sulphur linen
Black and pure since the beginning

Mercy is not truth
Your sins are next to mine
Mercy is not truth
All your sins are next to mine

My soul's ablaze
Inflamed with rage and isolated
In whirlwinds of hate
My soul's ablaze
Yet camouflaged in the haze

Why did he not see this coming
What did he not understand
One time forsaken
But forgotten i am not

I will win this war
But never the peace
I am my own free spirit
Hence i will not rest

The Maelstrom Mephisto

[shagrath:]
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside
Cast down all memories from a past and future world
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit
Against their reason and will, it is time
Give darkness it's passion plea

The venomous tongue
The inevitable poison
Paralyze the angels
Freeze the forgiven
Baptize in fire
Unleash the devil at heart

Unleash the maelstrom mephisto

So sinner, mourn well
Make all the swans suffer in hell
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace
To revel and feast in undelivered grace

Pledged to judgmental arrogance in
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself

A tyranny in torment
An inner-sanctum stealing sleep

(Here we go again!)

So sinner, mourn well
Make all the swans suffer in hell

In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide

(Vortex!)

[vortex:]
Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity
And watch the relentless paint the soil black
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity
As the painter chooses color no more

[shagrath:]
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies
Lies

The venomous tongue
The inevitable poison
Paralyze the angels
Freeze the forgiven
Baptize in fire
Unleash the devil at heart

Unleash the maelstrom mephisto

[keyboard solo: mustis]

[shagrath:]
So sinner, mourn well
Make all the swans suffer in hell
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace
To revel and feast in undelivered grace

The Night Masquerade

A scarlet sunset
The threshold to nightplay
A sinful oath is to be sworn
A beckoning bloodlust
Among the seekers
Tyrannic hunger yearns

A gathering in flames and fires
Devil's daughters dance
Scourged in filth obscene and lewd
Longing to dark desires

The nocturnal beast appears
In an evil despotic shape
Expectant watching gracelessly
Before demanding the sluts of lust
[the beast:]
"come forth harlots, let's begin!"
[the beast approaches:]
"rise and give praise in front of me
And receive eternal life from me!
Welcome my spirit in honour of me!
So drink of the blood i provide you
And you shall all forever wander in
The shadows of death...!

[the chanting whores:]
"oh yes, master! let us receive
Thine offer and drink with thee!
And become a part of thy realm
With lust, s.x and sodomy
For we are those who seek life eternally...!

[the beast:]
"blood is life and it shall be all ours!"

...

The Sacrilegious Scorn

Have i not
Been too long in the shadows of invention and creation
As i rightfully behold the flesh
Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away

My word and world holds ground and is real
Your word is like floods of poisoned water
A language spoken with spit of different tongues

It all seems like an eternity
This battle between us two
"good and evil"
Me and you

Time has come to step up
And take back what you took from me

My word and world holds ground and is real
Your word is like floods of poisoned water
A language spoken with spit of different tongues
You can never corrupt me again

Time has come to step up
And take back what you took from me
You can never corrupt me again

I protect every man guilty of sin
The ultimate sin being me
The vapor from the plague
That infested my mind, body and soul
Obscured my view from wisdom
The mist that had me wonder in resentment cleared
And troubles me no more

The Serpentine Offering

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Evoked and entertained through centuries
Wrathful and sullen -- dormant still

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice.

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Reconcile not with the fear of the snake
But embrace it as your own
Inject its venom into your veins
And replant the seed that gives growth
Still shrouded in mystery
Until you arise above perception
A veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout generations

(a veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout multiple generations
Let me be the one that deliver you from the deceit
And back into perfect accordance with the laws of nature)

The snake is notoriously tempting
But the snake is fair
What is worse than not knowing?
To live or disappear?

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice

The Sinister Awakening

I sense the darkness
The desire overtakes
My devotion endeavors
Habitation changing course

Repentance oh not
No name or remorse
Will i ever authorize
On this treasured path

I am warm by this fire
And its flaming desire
For what i can not fulfill
My destiny completes

I believe my truth to be
A much greater thing
Than a manufactured lie
Too great to comprehend

Where i come from
There's no higher authority but me
Being my own god
Is all i was meant to be

Antichristus spiritualis
Antichristus spiritualis
Antichristus spiritualis
Antichristus spiritualis

In sorte diaboli