Necromantia Cults of the Shadow 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 Valdezie (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 inclu- ded NOTE> in the CD-booklet. "Les litanies de Satan" was ori- ginally 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 preci- ous 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, Ofloite- ring 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 Pray- er 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 Devilskin Draped in silken skin and torment Hellbound and riding ghosts in flames I'll usurp the moon and kill the sun I'll sink the world into a dream of pain I'll weave an invocation To insanity and rebirth Fiery lightning hold my hand Show me your face in black waters My worst, declared enemies Are my most devoted slaves They inspire me a wolf idolatry I'll burn them in my witch-pyre Tonight I'll drown the face of mankind Into the dark blood of it's own heart Even the shadows reflect my rage Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin And blood will paint my canvass Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin The beast is loose within me DEVILSKIN, SATANSKIN! Black Mirror The mirror is the psychic gate To reach and touch the Dragon The serpent of the inner plain The highest of all adepts A thousand eyes gazing upon The candlelight of my soul Undead's thirteen waxing moons That shed their light on Death's own skull Through my black mirror I change the self Through my black mirror I change the world The black halo reappears As the fearsome hellfire trident Both weapon and sacred symbol Of my bloodline manifests Tonguing out my hungry soul With violent telepathy Connecting all my spiritforms With the fiery Barracks of Abyss I work my magic through the dreams I twist and bind their will Like crafty mist I infiltrate To shape and change their futures The father of lies Speaks the truth I am the father of lies Pretender to the Throne (Opus I: The Usurper's Spawn) Godless descendant of my blood Impudent son of Erihtho You dare to provoke my power So come and feel my ruthless wrath On a night of a fiery moon Your witchborn mother summoned me Whispering my dreadful names Raising the southern winds I rode to her on griffon's wings Piercing the darkness of her dreams She begged the dark to be my bride To bear my son, the demigod So I gave her the joys of hell A night of dark and bleeding lust My heathen sperm, my burning seed To raise the mortals' demon-king I gifted you the mortal world To rule the lands and do as you please And now you impious earth worm You dare to claim your father's throne? I am the Dragon, supreme king I am the dark that gave you birth I am the blood and I am the life Death riders my chariots of sin But if a war is what you want Then in my Name so it will be When Cerberus will howl at Hades I'll come my son your soul to take The Arcane Light of Hecate Oh ancient one, thy the knowledge of death Rise from thy tomb And reveal thy wisdom, the secrets of life To the daughters of the endless night Born in my womb Oh powerful queen, thy the knowledge of fear Dangerous when crossed, the art of sorcery The bringers of joy and misery Thy children never tell thy mystery Oh mother of shadows, thy the knowledge of sorrow Join the dance in the garden of Dionysus delight Joy of life (ecstasy of lust) We embrace thy shining light tonight Scarlet Witching Dreams Turn from the light and live for eternity A mesmerizing whisper I once heard in a dream And blood painted my dream scarlet Sending my soul to sleep I dreamed a purple night sky Which I crossed on black wings I met the Queen of Darkness Destined to be my bride And blood painted my dream scarlet Sending my soul to weep I once dreamed of a tower Of black ebony stone Surrounded by three rivers Flegethon, Acheron and Styx And blood painted my dreams scarlet Drowning my soul in grief I dreamed of frozen caverns Bathed in pale moonlight Unearthly bat-like figures Were resting in the vault And blood painted my dream scarlet Marking my soul to deep I once dreamed of a grey wolf Which came and licked my hands I gazed into the beast's eyes And saw that I must hunt And blood painted my dream scarlet Upsetting my soul from sleep And now I dream of myself Transformed and born again Free from the earthen death tides Entering dreams of others And blood paints my dreams scarlet Sending my soul to feed The Serpent and the Pentagram Spiritual bonds and scared oaths Malevolent spells carved on pagan flesh Paranormal symbolism of chaos And the serpent crawling in dark paths In the mirrored chateau of the Worm Daimonia dance in pentagrams And a Sumerian wizard's chanting Mental spellbinding rhapsodies The serpent is now fire And the pentagram is one Visions stream from ruined temples Where shapeshifting witches fornicate Poisoned by the ruby elixir Made by the dreams of burning infants Like profane whispers to the moon Are the secret ways the Ravens pray A carmine litany in reverse For the spirits of the Unpure Typhona, Leviathan, Jormungand, Tiamat Bless me with your venom And touch me with your soul Pretender to the Throne (Opus II: Battle at the Nether-world) Beyond the mountains of madness Crossing the river Acheron Lies the crimson battlefield Where Father and son will cross their blades On a flaming bat-shaped chariot The Infernal Emperor appears Matching his daring offspring Waiting for Cerberus to howl The guardian hound now screams And swords are raised with hatred Both forged in pain and blackness Destined to spread the veil of Death The battle doesn't seem to end Such is their ferocious rage Like hungry beasts upon their prey No more blood ties can hide their hate Suddenly the black-steel blade Held by the pretender's hand Pierces the Undead's wicked head As dragon wings shading the sun A wave of living darkness Effuses from the Emperor's heart Embraces the usurper Absorbing his soul and blood A triumphant voice Now echoes in the skies Now my son we're bound Reborn into the Black Masters of the Cosmos Now my son we're one Spiritdance I travelled through the eyes of the Necroscope Into the realm where marble tombs lay open Where Death and Decay hold their thrones And sorrow chants her funeral song A weird sweet music fills the air As shadow forms gather in circles And it is nighttime, so cold, so dark When spirits start their dance macabre Ghostly dancers whirling around Their lips move in silence And there is death in their eyes A young couple waltzes among the gravestones (holding goblets of silver in their hands) Together they drink as the music plays on Together they die poisoned by their own hands Beside a grey mausoleum Two duellists fence with etherial blades And as the sword pierces the heart A misty veil enshrouds them both A man whose faithless wife betrayed his love Slays the unwary lovers onto their bed of lust As a poet of unsound mind ends his damned being Giving his life for the glory of the black art Centuries of spectral agony and pain Performed like a drama before my eyes In the first light of day the spirits disappear In a haze of ghostly mist shimmer away Until the next time they replay their deaths