Dimmu Borgir

Tormentor Of Christian Souls

I could drag you to my chambers
and strip you naked in darkness
I could pull your fingernails out one by one
and rape you till you find no hope

I could rip your guts out
and let you watch me
sacrifice your unborn child
I could leave you to starve
and even bring you to total silence
...for once

For I find no pleasure in your physical pain
I want your christian soul to crumble

Your fucking soul

When I have seen your church go up in flames
and you are weeping I will laugh
When I have seen you mourn over loved ones
I will feel bliss when your mortal soul is in ruins
I will grin in the shadows
for that gives me pleasure

Tormenting a christian soul

Vinder Fra En Ensom Grav

En høyreist ridder vender hjem
Over himmel til himmel på en selvgjort bro
Fra den endelige tvekamp mot lysets prest
For nå til sist å gå til ro

Se der i fjellbrisens indre
Hvor dets liv har søkt ly for en sol
Som omsider vil mørkne med den evige natt
Og hindre en verden i (å) blomstre og gro

Se der i øyets satire
Hvor rester av godhet jages på flukt
Og vindes vekk i en åpen grav
Til den siste tenning av lys er slukket

Med kraftige hugg i menneske skaller
Frydes den rytter i årvåken dis
Himmelhøyt, vandrende over sin stjerne
Skottende på en jord dekket i is

Over utallige faldne menn
Som sådde livets spirende korn
Streifer han vekk fra den siste krig
Den mektigste fyrste, den blodige torn

[english translation:]

[winds from a lonely grave]

A proud knight returns home
From heaven to heaven on a self-made bridge
From the endless battle against the pries of light
And now he shall rest

See into the inner of the mountain breeze
Where its life has sought shelter for a sun
Which in end will go dark with the eternal night
And prevent our world from blooming and growing

See the satire of the eye
Where remains of good is chased away
And is blown away in an open grave
Until the last light has been put out

With powerful blows to human's heads
The knight rejoice in a dark mist
High as the sky, wandering over his own star
Glaring at a world covered with ice

Over innumerable fallen man
Who sowed the growing seed of life
He wanders away from the last war
The might prince, the bloody thorn

Vredesbyrd

Reis deg opp
La oss bestride
Den tanke fra vår lend

Og dyrk
På en forbannet jord
En smertens ætt

For så og tynge
De barmhjertiges skjød
Som har tiltro til
Den sjelloses brød

For den tro du besitter
Er intet annet enn avsmak og hovmod
Og din nøden etter viten
Er en overflod av hån og skjend

Smerten i mitt hjerte er ikke tørste
Etter himmelsk legeme

Ei er det sviktende søken etter englemakt
Det er ilden og den brenner
Det er bare det at du
Skjemmer for den

Ta del i skyldens skygge
Behag din sjel med syndens under
For hvor er vel du
Når lampen slukkes

Men døden kommer ei
Med vårt bud
Gjenklang fra den prektiges arv
Vil innfri det endelige forderv

[repeat 1st, 2nd and 4rd verse]

Bring dom over andre en ditt eget hode
Der du gjemmer din skam i lovsang
Så skal du få smake frukten
Av din egen bortgang

Som en flokk av helveds opphav
Og forvaltere av foraktens sønn
Parerer vi deres list med avskyens prakt
Med beviset på vår tunge byrde
Ligger deres sinn i åndenød
Skamfert tilbake uten makt

World Misanthropy

The incarnation of your prostitution, the true evil in disguise
>with the ignorance from your cross as the witness
The truth of your tragedy make you justice<
In your mirror the high spirit of kindness
Looks like malice<
Condemnation of life by the living dead
What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core
How unfortunate i am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won
The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all

Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhilerecall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile
Music: galder, silenoz and shagrath
Lyrics: silenoz
4. kings of the carnival creation (Live)<
Incarnated marvels simplifiedeffects from such a disconsolate kind<
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
>a carnival creation with masks undone
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind<
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemiesan abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate
Chorus:]with the stigma feasting upon your flesh as i wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell
What on earth possessed you
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
Left are the kings of the carnival creation
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away<
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted
Music: mustis, silenoz, vortex and shagrath]
[lyrics: silenoz]
5. puritania (Live
Let chaos entwine on defenseless soilremove errors of man and sweep all the weakening kind
I am war, i am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes<
I am grief, i am lies
Bygone are tolerance and presence of grace<
Scavengers are set out to cleanse the human filth parade
I am pure, i am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, i am smile
I am the earth defiled
I am the cosmic storms
>i am the tiny worms
I am fear in the night
I am bringer of light
Music: shagrath
Lyrics: silenoz and m.lunde
6. indoctrination Live
Oh, look at those lifeless leaves
All their precious pride is taken away
A lost creation for a graven imagetrembling of nothing but their own fear
[chorus:]
On behalf of water made to wine
Elements of deception must entwine
Righteous greed and derangement
Vacuum is given to the blind
To surrender to a faith so fake
>to not comprehend while you're awake
Thrive on your deity for heaven's sake
Do loose your battle before actual birth
For some sheep need the company of a shepherd
To face the scorn of the earth
Existential parasite drama across the lands
What a relief never bother the why's
Investing illusions and folding hands
The passion for mankind's ignorance feeding you lies
All those naked faces, empty shellscrippled and caged, anaesthesia adjust
The lambs of slaughter preoccupied in disgust