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GODLESS SAVAGE GARDEN 1998
Moonchild Domain
Hunnerkongens Sorgsvarte Ferd Over Steppene
Chaos Without Prophecy
Raabjorn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde
Metal Heart (Accept cover)
Stormblast (live)
Master Of Disharmony (live)
In Death's Embrace (live)
Moonchild Domain
The witchborn queen, leader of demonic whores
Profane mistress, captor of sin
Sworn to feed the ill and the weak
and bring their women and men into temptation
Eliza, the whore of the night
attends the sabbath, the theater of lust
The hunter is the ring, caressing folds of flesh
- Diabolical intercourse profound
She who brings horror to the insane
and haunts the sick and its kind
Selector of innocent holy infants
tempting their flesh, poisoning their mind
The young harlot, who acts by the trust of her fate
Cursed beneath the hands of doom, the grand master of hate
For her and hers the bells chaim
Damnation's own
Evil superior siren, moonchild domain
- A sculpture for the holy to burn
Hunnerkongens Sorgsvarte Ferd Over Steppene
(re-recorded version)
Endelost du kriget pе steppene
Nеdelost du herjet i fjellene
Du tok dine seire med storm
Knuste fienden ved din hеnd
Oh, Attila!
Gjor meg til din tjener
Oh, Attila
Ta meg til din haer
Du levde i morke
Du vandret i sorg
Du plyndret med stеl til hest
En stolt og stridig konge
Som erobret hver en borg
For sе е heise fanen til fest
Attila, hunnernes konge
Krigenes herre, vеr far
Du hentet din styrke fra morke
Og pе tokt med deg jeg nе drar
Chaos Without Prophecy
The quest for Azunda hath drown near
The young king, the chaos he brings
With iron grip's sword, chants come forth
The child of dark is he
The prophecy, chaos not near
In chaos, prophecies begone
This child of dark, hath foreseen
He makes its own destiny
The magic he creates is from his will
The magic of Azunda, he shall receive
Iron grip's sword guides his path
To the place which is no more
The journey to this place is creation
In this creation, he shall be
Living for himself and his destiny
In his path, lies of the prophecies
In his mind he sees another
Who wishes to receive, Azunda
He sees light within in he's enemy
And laughs at the prophecy
His will and his word is his sorcery
He is waiting for thee
To put an end to this prophecy
Azunda, give your power to me
The child of dark has found thee
And now must destroy, evil thee
Iron grip's sword has gone through thee
Now, Azunda is mine for all to see
The king's task has been complete
The chaos has begun for all to see
Raabjorn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde
(re-recorded version)
Langt.der borte i morket
Gjennom tretopper der mеnelys driver
Langt.der borte i all tеke
Inn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst river
Pе de mosegrodde steiner de seg viser
Nеr 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 mеnelyset i flokk
Ved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt odde
Den iskalde snoen
Har kommet
Denne gang
I evig fokk
Metal Heart
(written by Accept)
It is 1999
The human race has to face it
They are confronted with the truth
It's secret -- mysterious
A surgeon said it in the news
The human race is dying
But the result is no disease
Searching for you
Metal heart -- metal heart
They found it everywhere
Metal heart -- metal heart
Lifeless piece of steel
The scaring fact was even told
Total confusion
They found the same nightmare
Heartbeats -- timebombs
Metal heart -- metal heart
Unplugged they're dying
Metal heart -- metal heart
Unplugged they die
Metal heart -- metal heart
They found it everywhere
Metal heart -- metal heart
Lifeless piece of steel
Metal heart -- metal heart -- metal heart
Unplugged they're dying
Metal heart -- metal heart
Stormblast
Gjennom tidelose morkne drommer
I fuktig hostvind ober landstrakte vidder
Mot Sorias fjellheim
Kommer jeg, en fandens ridder
Glatt er runen pе det hoye fjell
Gnidd vekk av regn og vind
Dragende kraft av ondskap lurer
Her ved trollheims muldne grind
Fortumlet av dette morke byggverk
Med rovet gull fra lyets pakt
Brukt som spott til е senke
Deres murer
Vi grunder over dette riket
Sе vakkert fylt med tidelos 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 endelose svarte minner
Stormblеst ut av det sorte indre
Har bergflint rullet fra mo til kneist
Undring og angst samler seg i natten
I morket 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 pе menneskets jord
Fylt med isklad prakt og heder
Master Of Disharmony
Master of disharmony
welcome my tained soul
Take me from the hordes of the living
into the blessed darkness
Master of disorder
take my impure flesh
Lead me unto the path of temptation
save me from the cowardness
Save me from the cawardness
Master of sin
take my cursed heart
Bring me where I can find salvation
for I am the damned
Master of death
take my pitiful life
I am enslaved
I shall never forget the pain
Master of sin
take my cursed heart
Bring me where I can find salvation
for I am the damned
Master of death
take my pitiful life
I am enslaved
I shall never forget the pain
In Death Embrace
By the light of the moon
and the beings of the night
A curse has been laid upon us
To seek and tear celestial gloss
to pieces
By the power of death
and the shadow of the Reaper
A call has been brought upon us
To complete the infinite fall
of heaven
Without the wit or will to end this journey
we continue traveling toward our faith
Harvesting helpless Christian spirits
raping the sanctity of saints
The heavenly father is streching his hand
pathetically begging to mercy
We spit and piss on his sacred flesh
as we breathe the breath on the unholy
For with the sign of the pentagram
Hellfire rage is for us to come
as we shall wander the pit
Unhallowed by the infernal one
we are forever captured
by the embrace of death
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