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 The Shadowthrone
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Hvite Krists dod
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In the Mist by the Hills
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Woods to Eternity
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Vikingland
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Dominions of Satyricon
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The King of the Shadowthrone
The shadowthrone was recorded during may, mixed in june, july and august
in waterfall studios anno 1994.
All music composed by satyr august 93 - january 94 all lyrics by satyr
spring 92 - january 94
Produced by satyr, engineered by k. Moen
Satyr: guitars, grim voices and choirs, acoustics
Frost: battery
Samoth: bass, guitar
session synth and grand piano by S.S. Synth on "i en svart kiste" by satyr
A majestetic hail in honour of fenriz "we are the fist in the face of god"
and our true spiritual brothers
Photograohy by Satyr, E.c.l., logos by Frost/Satyr, designs by Satyr/Nofagem
Takk til Th. Kittelsen for din morke kunst.
HVITE KRISTS DOD
Evig minnes vi de tapre som levde under vår hordes hammer
Evig er krigen mot de av lyset, til de moter dodens ansikt, dodens kulde
Vinder av kulde skal komme for å fryse kristenmanns blod
Vårt korstog har begynt og hvert skritt er en stake gjennom hvite
krists hjerte
Vi brenner guds barn på bålet
Vi brenner guds hus
Tidens morke skal dekke for solen
Lerleproten skal knuses
Og hver torne i hans skalle, hver spiker i hans kropp gir liv til nye
Sjeler fodt under dodens mektige trone
Vi går vårt dodningtog til dodens land med de endelose vidder
Når korsfarerne dingler og hvite krists ånd er dod
Når månen skinner blek og ensom, skal lyden av en dodsmarsj bestige
nordens mektige fjell
Borte var de av guds jord, bak en mork sky månen så rå og kald
Sungen er siste tone av en gravsang.
IN THE MIST BY THE HILLS
In the mist of the shadows by the river of the fogpalace
Two great spears and a flag of dominion and hate
Over the chasm riders of doom
And sometimes the water dares to reflect... As days pass by and the light
Is becoming weaker I can watch the death of the sun from my
Enormous view
Still sometimes I thought my own eyes were deceiving me
Many a misty morning's battle. Further on more experience
Soon it's time to hear the sound of the horn in far distance
The deathtone call for war
In the mist by the hills the day darkens
In this forest death rules
Over the chasm riders of doom and face him with a deadly pale
Spectre face
Grim as stone, ride to the deathfields... Blackness and doom
A total eclipse of the sun
Die by the northern trilogy in the mist by the hills
WOODS TO ETERNITY
In grey depressive autumn times I wander the woods to eternity searching for him trying to
remember while the same sky still rules the night.
We _____ then.That these were the children of god.
The ones who betrayed me and my desire
This must be the desolate land, this is the kingdom of the shadowthrone centuries have gone
beyond time, and we in the land beyond the forest, we burnt them in the purgatory, them the children of god. Barerly forgotten these times are, but not for a soul whose rest hasn't been found.
VIKINGLAND
Langt inn i mellom hoye fjell og dype daler
Gjennom norske skoger og morke huler
Bak her en drom for over lysen aar siden
Til hordaland kom pesta og bragte dod og pine
Thekseskogen ble plantet rotter for et rike som skulle komme
Hedningenes land vikingland
Svarte sjelers land vikingland
Mens telemark fosser og bekker enda renner i strie strommer som
Evigheten selv
En nyt tid kom hoor tordenbrakene dundret og jorden skalv
Som naar trollene kriger om hvem som skal herske in jotunheimen
En ny tid kom... Hoor vinteren blaaser og pisker
Det er ikke ly aa finne for den ensomme
Vandrer som maatte soke fred in nordland
Her oppe paa fjellet ved midnattsilden kan man enda se
De komme som ville dyr ut av skogsmorket
Over trellberg...
DOMINIONS OF SATYRICON
From beyond come the storm
Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes
Nothingness turns to nothingness
And my imagination fades like dustclouds over
This deserted land, feel to now satyricon
Wonder how stormclouds rage
And all you can feel is the cold winds of
Funeral times, timeless they are
He saw lived and died
In these dreams of demons
Wondering how he could open the gate to
Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains
of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion
And hate
Above it all creations fall
Living for the quest and the search
Dying for the key, living for the domains
Arise northern spirit and come forth under
The might of the castle satyricon
THE KING OF THE SHADOWTHRONE
We wander the fields of death... In eternity wandering our own path
Which has been the quest of immortality
Yet to conquer for me - but dreams shall not be torn
He is spirit
He is stone
And he is immortality
The king of the shadowthrone
And he will then conquerer (of death)
Fall as a stone from the mountain
And die, led to destruction
Once he left in you then in the past
Then the _____ should be worthless
Spirit rise from you rest and return for them
I am spirit
I am stone
And I am immortal
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