Necromantia - Crossing the Fiery Path


Original Version Digipack Version
1. The vampire lord speaks... 1:45 1. The vampire lord speaks... 1:34
2. The warlock 13:35 2. The warlock 12:15
3. Last song for valderie 5:12 3. Last song for valderie 4:42
4. Unchaining the wolf (at war...) 5:01 4. Unchaining the wolf (at war...) 4:33
5. Intro 0:35
5. Les litanies de satan 10:02 6. Les litanies de satan 8:29
6. Lord of the abyss 7:28 7. Lord of the abyss 6:44
7. Tribes of the moon 4:14 8. Tribes of the moon 3:51
9. Death rider (Omen cover) 3:29
total time 47:17 total time 46:12


The Vampire Lord Speaks...

I am the one who is of the night
I am the one whose breed is of the Dragon
I am the one whose song is of the wolf
I am the one whose life is of your Blood
I am the one who is whorshipped for thousands of years
I am the one you shall serve FOREVER !


The Warlock

Hundreds of years have passed
(since) I've been baptised in blood
I've lived in twilight times
And survived the frozen nights
When the earth was new
And nature was pure
When the gods were strong
And Nanna was bright and full
My eyes have grown old, and my hairs are now white
But my wisdom is boundless and my soul is black

NECRONOMICON, SOFOMON'S KEY, EIBON'S BOOK and
DE VERMIS MYSTERIES (Forbidden books, unholy thoughts)

I've talked to the dead
And the creatures of the Night
On magical dates
When the thesis of the planets was right
We gather in the woods
For the great Sabbath
Witches chant, blaphemous spells of wrath
Demons and werewolves, dance by the fires of sin
The woods echo with the virgin's scream
I make love with Babylon's whore
As Satan watches pleased from his throne of gore
I'm the priest of the great Tiamat
And my sins are countless, crimes of lust

The true shape of the Dragon was revealed to me
She granted my soul with immortality
Voice of weakness tells me, "you were wrong"
A King of darkness, facing his dawn
Eternal damnation, threatens my soul
As death drawing near on my powers I call

Time has decayed my body
But my will remains the same
So I'll scream the ultimate spell
And power flows again in my empty shell

Death to all that deceived me
Eternal hate to all that tricked me
Fear and pain to all that hurt me
May they suffer in the flames of Damnation forever

( The gathering )
( The ritual )
( The coming )


Last Song for Valderie

(instrumental)


Unchaining the Wolf (At War...)

The message is spread around
A new breed of warriors emerged
The fires of war shall burn
The howling of Fenriz will be heard

With blades forged in hatred
And souls baptised in Hell
Bearing the rune of power
Unchaining the wolf

We live the days of Ragnarok
Apocalyptic warfare
We drink the tears of Innocence
And spit your gods of mercy
Like humble dogs you'll lick our feet
Like raging wolves we'll hurt you
By the law of the Talon
We'll reclaim our jewel throne

The time has come, to claim our ground
The fallen one, is standing proud
Spirits of mayhem, sons of wrath
We praise thy name, strengthen our hearts


Les Litanies De Satan

NOTE> The lyrics of "Les Litanies De Satan" are not included
NOTE> in the CD-booklet. "Les litanies de Satan" was originally
NOTE> written by Charles Baudelair (1821-1867).

Les Litanies de Satan The Litanies of Satan
by Charles Baudelaire) (translated by Joanna Richardson)

O toi, le plus savant et le plus beau des Anges, O thou, of Angels loveliest, most wise,
Dieu trahi par le sort et prive de louanges, O God betrayed by fate, deprived of praise,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

O Prince de l'exil, a qui l'on a fait tort, O Prince of exile, who was dispossessed,
Et qui, vaincu, toujours te redresses plus fort, Who ever rises stronger when oppressed,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui sais tout, grand roi des choses souterraines, O thou who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
Guerisseur familier des angoisses humaines, Known healer of mankind's afflictions,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui, meme aux lepreux, aux parias maudits, Thou who the lepers and pariahs doomed
Enseignes par l'amour le gout du Paradis, Show out of love the Paradise to come,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

O toi qui de la Mort, ta vieille et forte amante, Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,
Engendras l'Esperance, - une folle charmante! Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui fais au proscrit ce regard calme et haut Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance
Qui damne tout un peuple autour d'un echafaud, Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui sais en quels coins des terres envieuses Thou who dost know where greedy earth enfolds
Le Dieu jaloux cacha les pierres precieuses, The precious stones a jealous God concealed,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi dont l'oeil clair connait les profonds arsenaux Thou whose clear eye knows the deep sepulchres
Ou dort enseveli le peuple des metaux, Where multitudes of metals lie interred,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi dont la large main cache les precipices Thou whose great hand conceals the precipice
Au somnambule errant au bord des edifices, From the somnambulist whom roofs entice,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui, magiquement, assouplis les vieux os Thou who by magic softens the old bones
De l'ivrogne attarde foule par les chevaux, Ofloitering drinks by horses trampled down,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui, pour consoler l'homme frele qui souffre, Thou who, consoling frail mankind in pain,
Nous appris a meler le salpetre et le soufre, Taught us to make our guns and gun-cotton,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui poses ta marque, o complice subtil, Thou who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Sur le front du Cresus impitoyable et vil, Upon the heart of Croesus harsh and vile,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Toi qui mets dans les yeux et dans le coeur des filles Thou who put into women's hearts and eyes
Le culte de la plaie et l'amour des guenilles, The cult of wounds, the love of poverty,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Baton des exiles, lampe des inventeurs, Staff of the exile and discoverer,
Confesseur des pendus et des conspirateurs, Confessor of condemned conspirator,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Pere adoptif de ceux qu'en sa noire colere Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
Du paradis terrestre a chasses Dieu le Pere, God drove from his Paradise on earth,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere! Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

Priere Prayer

Gloire et louange a toi, Satan, dans les hauteurs To thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
Du Ciel, ou tu regnas, et dans les profondeurs In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
De l'Enfer, ou, vaincu, tu reves en silence! Of Hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Fais que mon ame un jour, sous l'Arbre de Science, Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Pres de toi se repose, a l'heure ou sur ton front Of Knowledge, may rest near thee, when o'erhead,
Comme un Temple nouveau ses rameaux s'epandront! Like a new Temple, its wide branches spread!


Les Litanies De Satan

NOTE> These are the actual lyrics to the song "Les Litanies De Satan".
NOTE> The lines between brackets are only whispered, not spoken or sung
NOTE> outloud.

O thou, of Angels loveliest, most wise,
O God betrayed by fate, deprived of praise,

(O Prince of exile, who was dispossessed,
Who ever rises stronger when oppressed,)

O thou who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
Known healer of mankind's afflictions,

(Thou who the lepers and pariahs doomed)
Show out of love the Paradise to come,

(Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,)
Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!

(Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance)
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,

Thou whose clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where multitudes of metals lie interred,)

Thou who by magic softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses trampled down,)

Thou who, consoling frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to make our guns and gun-cotton,)

(Thou who put into women's) hearts and eyes
The cult of wounds, the love of poverty,

Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his Paradise on earth,

Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)

(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)

To thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest near thee

Show out of love the Paradise to come,

(Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,
Breeds Hope - delightful aberration!)

Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,

To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan
To thee, o Satan

Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his Paradise on earth,

Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)

(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)

To thee, o Satan

Thou who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Upon the heart of Croesus harsh and vile,

Staff of the exile and discoverer,
Confessor of condemned conspirator,

Thou who dost know where greedy earth enfolds

Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

To thee, o Satan, glory be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest near thee,
Like a new Temple, its wide branches spread!


Lord of the Abyss

Dwelling in the infernal domains
Riding the winds of pain
King of the realms of doom
Hiding your wisdom from fool

Wandering in parallel worlds
Revealing your secrets to (the) bold
Time and space are all one
Supreme ruler, deathless one

Sitting on your throne of horrors
Bearer of the darkest light
Feeling compassion for our sorrow
Endless, greatest is your might

Sing the psalms of the abyss
As five angels perish in the sixth
Scream the end of the god of death
With the angels of the path of the left

Reveal to us the ancient
Of dark evolution we're looking for
Inspirer of a new generation
Symbol of alienation

Prince of darkness I call thee
Bestow thy power unto me
Give me all of which I speak
Make me immortal, set me free

Honour to the Lord of the Abyss without
Whose laughter this world should not be

Honour to the Lord of the Abyss without
Whose sign we ourselves should not be

Lord of the Abyss I cry out thy name
Lord of the Abyss give me thy strength
Lord of the Abyss enlighten me
Oh Satan, incarnate through me


Tribes of the Moon

A tempting blaze
That tears body and soul apart
Spellbound daughters
Devouring the hearts of men
Communion through the ancient circles
Deep in the forest of eternity
The hideous darkness
Centre of the vacant soul of death

Images on images
The universe of Hades
A lethal chant of horror
Whisper of the 9 winds
Lords of nightmares
Cross the blackened skies
As slowly rising
The moon of the undead

Angels' tears upon your tombs
What is dead it cannot die

Masks made of funeral mist
Hiding a frozen laughter
A calling from the undead gods
The breed of the Vampire
Of blood and fire, hate and doom
We shall be reborn


Lyrics in plain text format





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