Wyrd Huldrafolk Ashes of Man and Oak and Pine Life fades away like the days Autumnal rains sweep the plains Once at one's journey's end So short seem our days The eternal arrow of life Points to one direction only No matter how you try The wheel keeps on turning Flames of life, flames of death Ashes of man and oak and pine Mingle and soar beyond the day Far beyond, north away Into the glacial waters Of the ice cold nothern lakes The flame of life has sunken Deep down below the waves The skyline aflame burning red And the flames caress the stars Like fallen from the skies They mirror from water's placid surface Follow the sun, follow the moon Ashes of man and oak and pine Mingle and soar into the night Far beyond, north away While you live let your spirit soar And your fire burn forevermore As those who crawl Might as well be gone Aijeke Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Enter the Tjorvigard, Holy circle of bones Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Pierce the reindeer's heart, spill the offerings life blood Maijde Aijekik letti, maid verro? Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Blood stains the wooden image as I call forth the gods Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Aijeke, Seide, will you accept this sacrifise? Maijde sjealkak tun stuorra Seide? Pale Forest Hear the tune from the woodlands Ghastly, forlorn Hear the song of the forest Pale, eternal! I carve the runes for the spirits to speak For the ghosts to dance among these trees I chant the spells for the dead to live For the souls to soar among the stars Feel the eyes, staring at you When you are all alone Feel the cold, invicible hands Touching all over you When the fullmoon reaches it's zenith Above this pale and cold forest I enter the circle of bones I recite the rites, embrace the night I call forth the ancient spirits Whom once roared in these woods Once alive, alive once more Huldrafolk From the depths of the gray Marching and singing they came A noble ancient folk Relic from the days of olde These hearts burns with hate These eyes cry from shame From anger, from pain Caused by your sickening ways Long forgotten by mortals Yet forever they have lurked Behind the dread portals Beyond the dimensional gates Destroy! Ravage! We'll put an end to your show Kill! Burn! Christians, jews, all must go! On a dark autumn night, Maybe a night just like this? When the moon is hidden by frozen shroud While humans are sleeping safe and sound They march towards your village Ready for burning and for pillage One by one, the churces aflame They'll cleanse the land, burn your world Misantrophe's Masterplan Hysterical, irrational. Vortex of utter meaningless Black Hole Delirium. Cast into the starshaped void The misanthrope's masterplan, call forth the forces of chaos Witness the fall of the elements, invert the creation Shimmering fluorescent black light, the ultimate reflection Endless dreams of drifting in whir winds of deepest black From the depths of Tuonela the riders arrive Singing the age old song of death That even the most coldhearted dread Darkest manifestations of ungodly beauty, blasphemous, yet divine The sun sets forever, the misanthrope's masterplan The Harvest Day Crush the faith of weakling followers, burn down their filthy shrines Desecrate and mock their petty values, avenge the deeds of history Never forget. Never forgive. I shall haunt you as long as you live Never give up. Never give in. Stand your ground, strike down the enemy 700 years is not long enough, forever itself would not be long enough Recognize the signs in the world? Smell the rage in the air? You shall reap as you have sown. And you have reaped nothing but misery.