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Seraphim ryde in a
Radiant chaine in the
Light of the Moon
Omens and Heralds
Sing songs of Destruction
And Doom…
Caravan of desecration
With carnal and
Blaque Magick sins
Snake-worshippers
Under spell of the charm
Do not know of the danger they’re in
When the Blade of Cimmeria
Drinks the life from their veins
Of Cimmeria
Were the Warriors that came
High on the Lotus so they didn’t notice
The SLICE of the Blade of Cimmeria
(solo – Kroecher)
Mangling Bodies with
Stone-faced indifference
Our life and our Code
Treasures unbound
Flowing out like a fountain
Fills each hand with Gold
Terror and Vio-lence like
Squeezing out wine
And preparing a feast
There surely will be one
Considering all of the
Booty we handily seized
With the Blade of Cimmeria
Breaching the Gate
As the Steele starts to Cleave
Searing Flesh, steaming Blood
Like berserkers, we feed
Feed on the bloodshed
Feast on the corpse
CUT OFF YOUR OWN HEAD
TO ESCAPE OUR WRATH
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2. |
North Wolves (Revisited)
06:49
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I’VE SLAYED THE KING
Brought down all his armaments
Everything Is MINE!
Divined by the RITE
Of the GODS
So pray that it
Won’t be long til
WALPURGIS NIGHT
Wailing will not end
The TURMOIL OV THE STARS
Guiding them, the mob
It swells, dissatisfied
With rapier blades
And torchlight dim they ride
Unfettered by the guard
and pushing hard
The time is nigh…
We shall not face their
Reckoning of Malice,
Hate and Wrath
Rush to the Front
And we will raise
The Warning sign
It won’t be long, til….
EXCITED, THEE?
WHENCEFORTH I CHALLENGE THEE
PREDATE DOMINANT
YOUR DIRE CIRCUMSTANCE
TAKING THE THRONE
IN VAIN I ACT ALONE
MANIACALLY
I’M IN FOR THE KILL
I rule cold and alone
The forest still my throne
My warpaint never runs
In lay of Battle
I recoil in “revenance”
To the sight I fell to behold
All at once I am changed
A god-king reborn
And at long last,
We burn and forsake the past
The sky never looked so foreboding
But the tale, must be told on and on
But the tale still bids to be told
Awash from the sands
Amidst the grappling waves
And tides…
Tremble in the face
Of Iron Rage
And the Olde Gods
(solo – Kroecher)
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3. |
Warrior Without Fear
04:19
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Storming with Malice and Hatred
Driving their squad to the sea
None to atone for by reaching our goal
And devouring all of their fleet
Call it Old Madness
Call it the Animal, Wild
Neither prey not victim
Will heed from their cry
Warrior Without Fear
To another long battle
To the snowy peaks, prepared
Our rations and our Ale
Feast and Combat, marry well
As we dine
Our hell is in our Steele
That Shines
HOLD UP
HOLD UP YOUR ARMS
WARRIOR WITHOUT FEAR
DRIVE DOWN
DRIVE DOWN THE NAILS
WARRIOR WITHOUT FEAR
Somehow we took advantage
Their force in high ground fell
Our numbers strong but
Stronger bloodlust still
Strike down deep in Instinct
It must be satisfied
Succumb to hatred
Wield the sword of Damocles
Storming with Malice and Hatred
Scorching the proud mountain face
Maniacally raging and bludgeoning
All of their forces into human waste
Storming with Malice and Hatred
Satisfied with all our spoils
Scrolls of illusion and gemstones enchanted
Will aid in our forthcoming conquest
(solo - Kroecher)
Storming with Malice and Hatred
Possessing and reaping our foes
Under command of the Forces Unseen
Power, lust from beyond
Storming with Malice and Hatred
NO! WE WILL NEVER RELENT
Each generation will learn and then
Taste of the blood of the Warryor within
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4. |
Ninefold Muse
08:09
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Kneeling amongst a thousand corpses,
Reeling atop a sanguine precipice
Redivivus
Engulf me
Within the circle
Revive me
Heal all of my wounds
Enraptured by their grace…
I crawl.
Down like a ravenous dog
Starved and beaten raw
Elegant muses sake my soul
BLINDED BY THEIR LIGHT
EONS MAGICK RITE
CAUGHT WITHIN THEIR STARE
GRACE SO WARM AND FAIR
NINEFOLD MUSE
Heal my life
And protect me in light
AND THERE I AM
FROM DEATH, AND BACK AGAIN
ETHEREAL BEAUTY THROUGH
THESE BRAND NEW EYES
And do not fear
It all will become clear
Purified there
Deep inside there
I rejoin my kin
And I will remember
All of their godlike powers
On this nite
Within my grasp
A piece of veil in hand
So I may call upon them
All my life
Renew my eyes
And give me brand new life
(1st solo – Blackwell, 2nd solo - Kroecher)
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5. |
Bell of Tarantia
06:17
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Clutched deep within a callous soul
The dust of kings without a throne
Torn from the plains for which they fought
Nemedian dogs shall burn!
Bloodstained jewel heart of all
Under lion standard sheathed in gold
Pythonian crypts of ancient lore
Bring down the cliffs on their foes
HEROES PYRE
AT THE CASTLE SPIRE
WHILE A SOLEMN BELFY TOLLS
SHE CRIES IN VAIN
AT HER KINGDOM’S PAIN
AS THE LION’S HEART IS TORN AWAY
THE TOLLING BELL OF TARANTIA
SHE CRIED FOR HER
FALLEN KING
Traitor puppet roams the keep
Eastern dragons desecrate city streets
Silent servants stalk the hall
Serpentine lust unbound
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East of Sun
04:27
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A tale of wanderer
Of a mystery sacred
Power from beyond
A cry for glory
And a memory tainted
With the time
LOOKOUT!
FACING… with the hydra heads
They come Betwixt in spawn
Hellenic dawn
Mercy, all the people cry
Unto death’s door
Pulling out the floor
It’s alright, hold it down
They’re empty, the cradle and the jar
You see through, it can’t be
It’s where you are
Maybe it’s true
But what they say
Is simply not what they do
Come dare my pain
Each year that it takes from me I can deliver
I will strike by Blade…
Crossing into fiery paths
Devils and dust return
Upon the field we all burn
Elysium waits with open arms
A trivial dust of fate
Upon this plain
Myths of Glory
Takes the minds of the molded kind
Human folly
Grapes of siege on a stolen vine
Twist the fable
Into your own peace of mind
(solo - Kroecher)
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7. |
Swan Road Saga
06:25
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Here and now we make our stand
Against the wind, toward new sand
Through misty fens I retrace my steps
To find the hall of ages amiss
White crowned waves lapping the shore
On sands of the west we shall wage our war
Dragonships cleaving the seas they bestride
Valiant Geat, King of the Tides
O, Son of Ecgtheow, Champion for Danes
Cross the vast water, to slay the beast
Grasp your sword, Defend your hall
Alone you stand, Glorious hero of lore
(solo - Kroecher)
Grieving the lost battle brave thanes
Hewn by the claw, lives lost in vain
Boldness in heart, steele in hand
Quenching the thirst for blood of this land
Fiery eyes gleam up from the moor
At fate’s command, they wield the sword
Harp strings have sung, the legend and lay
Eons untold, shall recall this day
The claw of woe by bare hands torn
Symbol of hope, sheer might of man
Hero born from distant land
With might of oak iron grip, his hand
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8. |
Oncoming Ice
08:34
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The freezing moon will give no solace
In Hecatomb, Lucifer drove us still
His open claw, a gesture so inviting
As we benighted all the world, and turns our heads
All we know is but the ice
The Oncoming Ice
All that we despise
And all that we love
Farewell to the plains
Farewell to the brooks and the valleys
Farewell to all that we forsook and took so for granted
Farewell to the seas
Farewell to the mountains and fields
Farewell to all that we forsook and murdered and vanquished
These freezing tides
Come at just the right time
All we know is but the ice
Hark well, Hark well to the direst warning
Heed well all these words
There’s no more that need to be spoken
Hark well, or all will perish now
PERISH NOW
Who’s to say, when it should happen?
Who’s to say, what shall be done?
THE FROST GIANTS have awoken
Their peaceful sleep disturbed
THE FROST GIANTS, they have spoken
Their peace shall be our death
The tundra consumes the sea
Not much more time til you and me
The tundra, engulfs all life
Time to die, no life, no flame, no light
Nothing can change.
(1st solo – Kroecher, 2nd solo – Blackwell)
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