Original Version Picture LP Version Rerelease Version 1. Hvite krists dod 8:27 1. Hvite krists dod 8:27 1. Hvite krists dod 8:27 2. In the mist by the hills 8:02 2. In the mist by the hills 8:02 2. In the mist by the hills 8:02 3. Woods to eternity 6:13 3. Woods to eternity 6:13 3. Woods to eternity 6:13 4. Vikingland 5:15 4. Vikingland 5:15 4. Vikingland 5:15 5. Dominions of satyricon 9:25 5. Dominions of satyricon 9:25 5. Dominions of satyricon 9:25 6. The king of the shadowthrone 6:15 6. The king of the shadowthrone 6:15 6. The king of the shadowthrone 6:15 7. I en svart kiste 5:24 7. I en svart kiste 5:24 7. I en svart kiste 5:24 total time 49:03 total time 49:03 total time 49:03 LP Re-rerelease Version Digipack Re-rerelease Version 1. Hvite krists dod 8:27 1. Hvite krists dod 8:27 2. In the mist by the hills 8:02 2. In the mist by the hills 8:02 3. Woods to eternity 6:13 3. Woods to eternity 6:13 4. Vikingland 5:15 4. Vikingland 5:15 5. Dominions of satyricon 9:25 5. Dominions of satyricon 9:25 6. The king of the shadowthrone 6:15 6. The king of the shadowthrone 6:15 7. I en svart kiste 5:24 7. I en svart kiste 5:24 total time 49:03 total time 49:03
Hvite Krists dod Evig minnes vi de tapre som levde under vår hordes hammer Evig er krigen mot de av lyset, til de moter dodens ansikt, dodens kulde Vinder av kulde skal komme for å fryse kristenmanns blod Vårt korstog har begynt og hvert skritt er en stake gjennom hvite krists hjerte Vi brenner guds barn på bålet Vi brenner guds hus Tidens morke skal dekke for solen Lerleproten skal knuses Og hver torne i hans skalle, hver spiker i hans kropp gir liv til nye Sjeler fodt under dodens mektige trone Vi går vårt dodningtog til dodens land med de endelose vidder Når korsfarerne dingler og hvite krists ånd er dod Når månen skinner blek og ensom, skal lyden av en dodsmarsj bestige nordens mektige fjell Borte var de av guds jord, bak en mork sky månen så rå og kald Sungen er siste tone av en gravsang. In the Mist by the Hills In the mist of the shadows by the river of the fogpalace Two great spears and a flag of dominion and hate Over the chasm riders of doom And sometimes the water dares to reflect... As days pass by and the light Is becoming weaker I can watch the death of the sun from my Enormous view Still sometimes I thought my own eyes were deceiving me Many a misty morning's battle. Further on more experience Soon it's time to hear the sound of the horn in far distance The deathtone call for war In the mist by the hills the day darkens In this forest death rules Over the chasm riders of doom and face him with a deadly pale Spectre face Grim as stone, ride to the deathfields... Blackness and doom A total eclipse of the sun Die by the northern trilogy in the mist by the hills Woods to Eternity In grey depressive autumn times I wander the woods to eternity searching for him trying to remember while the same sky still rules the night. We _____ then.That these were the children of god. The ones who betrayed me and my desire This must be the desolate land, this is the kingdom of the shadowthrone centuries have gone beyond time, and we in the land beyond the forest, we burnt them in the purgatory, them the children of god. Barerly forgotten these times are, but not for a soul whose rest hasn't been found. Vikingland Langt inn i mellom hoye fjell og dype daler Gjennom norske skoger og morke huler Bak her en drom for over lysen aar siden Til hordaland kom pesta og bragte dod og pine Thekseskogen ble plantet rotter for et rike som skulle komme Hedningenes land vikingland Svarte sjelers land vikingland Mens telemark fosser og bekker enda renner i strie strommer som Evigheten selv En nyt tid kom hoor tordenbrakene dundret og jorden skalv Som naar trollene kriger om hvem som skal herske in jotunheimen En ny tid kom... Hoor vinteren blaaser og pisker Det er ikke ly aa finne for den ensomme Vandrer som maatte soke fred in nordland Her oppe paa fjellet ved midnattsilden kan man enda se De komme som ville dyr ut av skogsmorket Over trellberg... Dominions of Satyricon From beyond come the storm Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes Nothingness turns to nothingness And my imagination fades like dustclouds over This deserted land, feel to now satyricon Wonder how stormclouds rage And all you can feel is the cold winds of Funeral times, timeless they are He saw lived and died In these dreams of demons Wondering how he could open the gate to Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion And hate Above it all creations fall Living for the quest and the search Dying for the key, living for the domains Arise northern spirit and come forth under The might of the castle satyricon The King of the Shadowthrone We wander the fields of death... In eternity wandering our own path Which has been the quest of immortality Yet to conquer for me - but dreams shall not be torn He is spirit He is stone And he is immortality The king of the shadowthrone And he will then conquerer (of death) Fall as a stone from the mountain And die, led to destruction Once he left in you then in the past Then the _____ should be worthless Spirit rise from you rest and return for them I am spirit I am stone And I am immortal Lyrics in plain text format	Line up Samoth: Bass, guitar Frost: Battery Satyr: Guitars, grim voices and choirs, acoustics Session synth and grand piano by S.S. Synth on "I en svart kiste" by satyr Artwork Info The shadowthrone was recorded during may, mixed in june, july and august in waterfall studios anno 1994 All music composed by satyr august 93 - january 94, all lyrics by satyr spring 92 - january 94 Produced by Satyr, engineered by K. Moen A majestic hail in honour of Fenriz "we are the fist in the face of god", and our true spiritual brothers Photography by Satyr, E.c.l, logos by Frost / Satyr, design by Satur / Nofagem Takk til Th. Kittelsen for din morke kunst Correct listening at maximum volume (p) & (c) Satyr music / Moonfog productions Moonfog productions, box 289, 1450 Nesoddtangen, Norway Panorama / Tatra record, box 96, 1450 Nesoddtangen, Norway, phone / fax +47 66910150 Review Satyricon is one of the more melodic bands from the 'true' norwegian black metal scene. This cd is quite similar to the previous one I think, which is very good melodic black. Especially the first song (just like the previous cd) is very cool. There's even a cool vikingmetal song on it. Anyways, Satyricon is such a legendary band that anyone who likes black metal should get this Rating: 7.5 out of 10