Watain The Ritual Macabre 1. Limb Crucifix Show me the face of uttermost madness Reveal the mystery of time reversed For in chaos lies mights forgotten From which we all have emerged Crawling from wombs - a vast reflection A rupturing from deformed flesh Yet a false revelation, a pointless effort For the truth of all life is Death. For your bodies form a giant shape That cast shadows across all lands Filled with the greatest of emptyness Falling as it stands A crucifix of flesh and bones Lifeless, yet trembling in fear For as sulphurflames are it's consious And the smothering is near Emptiness spawn, pale stillborn breed Blinded at birth and forever to be His tusks pierced through eyelids and tounge Not even Death can set you free ..sense the smell of burning flesh A titanic symbol of death's overture Impaled on behorned pain The limb crucifix, built on remains Of the cursed breed of Cain It cries and it suffers, burning within Reaching towards the sky Anguish shaped by bloodstained flesh A shadow of Satan, longing to die 2. Rabid Death's Curse Born into a fatal illness Ascension unto a graceless sphere Yet the chain forged in sulphurfires Emerges with them through labias lair The stench, the curse, the sacrilige divine The enduring of rupturing cold Brought to life, crushed to dust By an impenetratable presence of dark Incarnation of plauges and of longdead pests Fornication of all brought to life Shadow majestic, spell infernal At the core of mankind as a lifefeasting tumor This curse if to haunt and to kill and to crush For it's claws are the flesh of all life It's eyes are the souls that burns at hell's heart The ones who are blessed from it's strife This plauge is to die and again to be reborn Through eternity and beyond For it is life, the rabid death's curse Cast by the firstborn, never to be gone Of sharpened steel and of hanging ropes Is the cure of this illness made For all lifes that walk are possessed by a curse And in the end it all shall fade Blessed from the filth Touched by the mystery Carressed by the dark Left as a snake to crawl and to curse May the seas they boil And the napalm rain Let mankind fade For still it shall reign Behold the burning of earth And your feeble creation Still cosmos shall tremble Beneath his domination 3. Agony Fires Beyond gods pestilent grace Obscured by light his spawner dwells Hidden but soon to be found Beyond shrouds of fading life All fires leave reeking ashes Not only glow that shines And the dawns you've blessed shall be cursed A thousand times Clean the mirrors from the dust of God And nothing shall be there For you are to weak to turn the key Chained to life by fear Oh, as solitude awakes Razorsharp it shines Reflections in your gazing eyes For the first time burnt by sun Each dawn rising in plaugeous glory And touches the withering ground Shall feed your agony fires For your truth has now been found (Feel the power Bow down like the servant you are For great evil flows through your shells) A fall from grace Yet a rising in glorious ashes The gate lies chrushed And the key to life has melted (A path will open And wrath will enter I rejoice in silence Suffering is the key to the world of the beast) Each dawn rising in plaugeous glory And touches the withering ground Shall feed your agony fires For your truth has now been found 4. My Fists Are Him My fists are Him The raging divinitys As they reach And as they strangle My fists are Him Of flesh and of blood Carnal infernal In the soar throat of God Cold seed Demon breed Lifeless might eternally My fists are Him The deeds of sin He is the lightning that blindly strike Wherever man may walk Feasting on life's unsolved mystery Towards which all living walk chained And my fists are the vultures Their claws and their eyes My fists are Him Buried� in the cunt of Christ! My hair is the snake crawling among you In deceitful venomous delight My heart is the hammer� Which shape is beyond your sight My fists crush the bones That blinds your eyes from shame For the ground of earth eroding Rests on the Devil's flames Death dance Black trance The grip around your throat enhance My fists are Him As life turns dim 5. Transilvanian Hunger (Darkthrone Cover) Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt the mountains are cold...soul...soul... careful..pale...forever at Night Take me...can't you feel the Call Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace ohh, Hate Living...The only heat is warm blood So Pure... So Cold Transilvanian Hunger Hail to the True, intense vampires A story made for Divine fulfillment To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold So Pure... Evil, Cold Transilvanian Hunger 6. Walls of Life Ruptured Spawn of the darkest evil divine A creation of the holy womb Step aside for lord Sathanas His fist so deep within A servant am I and in flesh am I captured Holy flesh and holy sin Oh, the strength it does not take To deny life's lying pleasure Their wars stills my hunger The tears in their eyes still my thirst Yet their life's feeds my despite ...eternally to be cursed As it opens for me In darkest desolation I behold My blood runs cold through my veins Running in vain Lands fall behind my eyes And humanity is bleeding And in my hand I hold the key To all living holy glory ...and all that is evil The womb of life is rotten black The seed of light dried dead The fist of Satan deep within Behold the cunt of life in sin Behold the purest evil The creation of a higher force Lurking within all of man Stronger than every life and lie 7. On Horns Impaled Bow for me, inferior I demand you in the name of the horns For I am the one To bring the demise of the bearer of thorns You who's father so pityful upon the cross died Behold it inverted And burning under the nightsky Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Unclean vermins, scum of the earth Blow your heads for the dark ages birth Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might Taste the blood And the decayed flesh of his sons Behold the desecration Of the weaker and feeble ones A cross burned black Soaked in sacred blood From all of us to all of you: Go fuck your jewish god Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might