Original Version Remastered Version Re-release Version 1. Alone in the dark 18:28 1. Alone in the dark 18:28 1. Alone in the dark 18:28 2. Esteban's promise 7:04 2. Esteban's promise 7:04 2. Esteban's promise 7:04 3. The call of the wood 11:10 3. The call of the wood 11:10 3. The call of the wood 11:10 4. Al azif 8:57 4. Al azif 8:57 4. Al azif 8:57 5. Sepulcro 13:46 5. Sepulcro 13:46 5. Sepulcro 13:46 6. Born in the grave 5:07 7. Rhymes about dying stones 4:20 total time 59:25 total time 67:56 total time 59:25
Alone in the Dark Eternal suffering Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust I want to die But the three mothers don't grip my hand They want the cicrle to be completed I'm walking through this autumnal mist Where verything dies And where everything's anguish and loneliness I mortify my heart with love's pain And fall into the hollow deep abyss I'm alone in the dark My being transfixed by a cirle of shining souls But their laments can nothing against frost Hate and the macabre veil winding my soul In an obscure seal I would shed blood but something's hindering that to me Which dark force gives my spirit strenght Thou condemned to wander in this mist thick as pain I'm alone in mater tenebra Amen I enjoy this event. I son of darkness drink my tears From the calix of the god who never forsakes Who turns defeat into victory I raise my hands up towards the northern icy wind And to the nothing I yell That vision is mild and pure wrapped into the torments wind I stretch out my hand but everything disappears So I close the circle of fire once more And I find myself again alone in the dark I celebrate the ancient names of this pagan winter Looking for lymph and power For this soul now I've lost into emptiness Lost in mater tenebra Satan's masses mutate the weaks Esteban's Promise I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side Illuminated monarch of an abyss (which is) forgotten by The divine light I'm alive Ancient now inexistent laws Which have been destroyed By you man Prevented me from waking up I will come riding a black dragon In delirium winds And anguish wings Purify the air 'cause I'm coming and sacrifice To the big tree with fire and blood I Esteban promise... Power and glory in the anarchy of evil To you poor mortals Unite in my magic circle In a way without return Swear in me voices in the wind Voices from a moan which fades in a delirium Like the weak dust settles on the ruins of the past Oh lost souls in the whirl of the infinite Esteban is alive... And so is the legend... The Call of the Wood Beyond the valley of the silence Along the paths of ancient knowledge Led from the dense odours of the wind You will find yourself in the holy wood Consecrated to the primordial gods Baptized with the dew around the oak in this Wiccian's mass Celebrated from the warbling of the crows, oh great mother moon Ishtar, Astarte, Innana, let me feed at your breast Let me celebrate the fertile union of the horned god With the pure white goddess Fallow the call of the wood Fallow the voice of the god Celebrate in the Nemeton with red candles And autumnal flowers on the stone altar Dress yourself witht he sky in the magic circle And purify yourself with the sacred incense of Cernunnos Bless me mother, 'cause I'm your son Blessed be my eyes, therefore I can find your way Blessed be my nose, therefore I can breathe your essence Blessed be my mouth, therefore I can talk about you Blessed be my chest, therefore I can be faithful to you Blessed be my ancestry, therefore I can five life to men and women As you gave life to the universe Blessed be my feet, therefore I can fallow you way Let the last smokes disappear carried from the wind Rise your eyes full of astral energy And look at the crow that will lead your return in silence Let the night fall down on you As the death curtain falls down on life You'll be reborn. ...(to be continued...) Al Azif What can wait forever isn't dead And in the long run, even death dies The ancients were, the ancients are The ancients will be They walked in this world After knowing the kingdom of the stars And the stars will pre-announce their coming But before then the day of men will be passed They'll descent through the door, they'll break the seats And their claws will free Themselves from the ancient vice They'll find the way in the labyrinth of time 'cause for Yog-Sothoth time is only one thing So they'll go back and reign where they reigned once And their oaths will contaminate the earth Oh, poor wretch you flatter yourself That you exploit their immense strength And their dirty power. Count the seasons Observe the sun and the stars And when you have risen the stones And implored their power That will be the door through which You can call them out of time and space So you will see ever-burning malign flames But you won't know the striking hand And the destroying soul 'Cause they come without a face And men don't know their forms But be cautious in acting so that the tentacles of darkness Can't penetrate your soul As the man who was too daring Lost his vital force And chaos appeared to his mind Sepulcro I'm alone the night wind's blowing on my face And the branches of the trees are crying in the big Empty of this night Step by step along the shadow path The black cloack of darkness opens the door In the place of eternal silence What strange emotions are striking my body An obscure quiet is leading my mind My hands are touching the wet trees And the undergrowth is making my way blind among The mossy stones in the realm of the dead The old ivy-mantled gate is creaking While I am opening the door of the whisper crypt What a morbid force my soul has A hidden god is leading my steps I am going down in this wet stairs in the stiffing dark Only the noise of a drop Of water is stressing the passing time I'm alone in this sepulcro I humble being pieteously observe the men's fragility Putrid bones put upon marble sacella Are waiting for nothing While the cobwebs are covering the ancients effigies Everything's resting in a monumental silence here Everything is forgotten here I alone in this sepulcro will bring these relics Back to life with my profane action This is a sacred proganation That will five life to death The eternal life of memory Alone in this sepulcro Lyrics in plain text format	Line up Cadaveria - Vocals Ossian - Guitars Vlad - Bass Flegias - Drums Artwork Info Band contacts and merchandise: Alberto Gaggiotti Via Don Carra, 57 13040 Saluggia (vc) Italy Recorded and mixed at PKM studio - Aug. and Sept. 1994 "Born in the Grave" taken from the "Triumph of death" EP: Recorded and mixed at PKM studio in May 1993 "Rhymes about Dying Stones" originally featured on "Demo 92": Re-recorded and mixed in November 1993 All songs produced by Opera IX Sound engineering by Paolo Baltaro and Peso Remasterd at Massive Arts in March 2001 Keyboards played by Silent Bard Keyboards on "Born in the Grave" and "Rhymes..." performed by Ossian Logo by Enrico Ruggeri All music and lyrics by Opera IX (c) 1994 Review Very, very vague is this cd. A kind of black metal, only with lots of easy instrumental parts, a very vague producion and a female singer. It took me a while to figure this out, since she has a good black metal grunt. The songs sometimes tend to get a bit too long, but there are lots of very cool parts in them. Anyways, it's cool. The remastered version has a less vague production of course, and the bonustracks are quite good too. So since the original edition is quite hard to get nowadays I can very much recommend the rerelease... Rating: 7.5 out of 10