Mörk Gryning
Fasornas tid



1. Intro

instrumental


2. The Seer

Welcome wanderer
I am the lord of this world
You′ve come before me to see
But your vision is blurred

I see your soul
Your fears and longings
There is greatness
And so is evil

A darkness hangs upon you

A thousand paths
A thousand ways
A trail of roses
Or thorns and pain
Some are water
Some are wine
Some are evil
Some are divine

Go deep, to where the waters are still
Go deep, follow the roots so deep below

You are the seer then see my way
I know the darkness that calls my name
I'll call upon a thousand souls of the damned
Here I′m a stranger in the strangest land

As you wish, now be on your way
You began as the fool and a fool you remain
When the rich have become the beggars
And the fools have become the wise
The prophecy of the king has been realized

A thousand paths
A thousand ways
A trail of roses
Or thorns and pain
Some are water
Some are wine
Some are evil
Some are divine


3. Tornet

En dimma sveper in över det karga landskapet
En vindil spelar i trädens kronor till nattens tjut
Helvetets symfoni i ett evigt crescendo
Minnena tonar ut som en dröm i det frusna mörkret

Hemsökt av minnen
I ett förvridet inferno
Likt demoner som river mitt inre
Leder mig vilse

Hemsökt av minnen
I ett förvridet inferno
Likt demoner som river mitt inre
För mig ner i evig vinter

En mörk väg för mig ner i djupet
Där skalden ristar min runa
Mitt öde väntar
Likt en malström ur det förflutna

Gömt, dolt, höljt i dimma
Ett torn som en stenstod byggd av gudarna
Ett torn från helvetet till himlen
Från urminnes tid
En väktare av en uråldrig värld

I fruktan jag ryggar tillbaka
I bävan jag faller på knä
I vanmakt jag reser min blick upp mot skyn
I tidernas sagor
En större fasa aldrig någonsin setts

Hemsökt av minnen
I ett förvridet inferno
Likt demoner som river mitt inre
För mig ner i evig vinter

Hemsökt av minnen
I ett förvridet inferno
Likt demoner som river mitt inre
För mig ner i evig vinter


4. Fasornas tid

Hör, hur det viskas i det tysta
Om en okänd makt, sprungen ur det förflutna
De som vakat, vakat i det tysta
Börjar träda fram, i all sin mörka prakt

Över himlavalvet hörs ett dån
Sprungna upp ur avgrunden, ryttare av stål

Tidens slut nalkas, vi står vid randen
Fasornas tid över land och hav
Tidens slut nalkas, ingenstans att fly
Vi står vid randen och ser allt som är bli förbi

Allt som varit skall förgås
Du skall skörda som du sår
Vredens dag, och vem skall stå?
Vem skall fjättras i tusende år?

Höj ditt svärd, dra ditt spjut
Krigen bådar tidens slut
Ut i natten, isande tjut
De fyra rider ut från avgrundens djup

Tidens slut nalkas, vi står vid randen
Fasornas tid över land och hav
Tidens slut nalkas, ingenstans att fly
Vi står vid randen och ser allt som är bli förbi


5. Before the Crows Have Their Feast

Before the crows have had their feast
And earth takes me home
Before the worms crawl beneath
And I′m dust and bones

Oh light the way for me
And guide me on the way
Oh light the way for me
And lead me far away

I will seek my fortune
I'll fulfill my fate
Crush what lies before me
I′ll find the way

Oh light the way for me
And guide me on the way
Oh light the way for me
And lead me far away

And my spirits within
Accept my prayers and offerings
To each and all of the four winds

Clouds move in, Rain is falling, Dusk is setting, Destiny is calling

And when I'm gone and the beating stops
When the calm replace the storm
When I'm dust and bones and night has fallen
Let them know I′m still here
Let them know I′ll always be here
Let them still hear me
Let them still fear me
Let them shiver

As the clouds fill the sky, And the mist sweeps over the ground

Memories dissolve, Let me remember no more

We come to seek our fortune, We come to seek our fates
We come to see the crows have another feast
But there are times that I wish
That my bones could rest
In the memories of others

Oh light the way for me
And guide me on the way
Oh light the way for me
And lead me far away

And my spirits within
Accept my prayers and offerings
To each and all of the four winds


6. Savage Messiah

From the depraved lands
A herd with empty eyes
Heading towards their faith
Obey or pay!

Savage messiah
Manipulating his herd
With godly delusions
Obey or pay!

Reign of Terror
For Millennia
Leading the blind in chains
Reign of Terror
For Millennia
Leading the blind to the grave

Like ghosts from the past
Hiding in the shadows
The hand that feeds is the hand that kills
Their madness will forever last
They reign in splendor
Loss of limbs and life

Godly delusions of the surrounding
Spiritual beliefs
The master commands your will and independence of using your own mind

Purification of totalitarian rules
Defiance of the world
Abulsive methods to convert
To obey or pay!
Reign of Terror
For Millennia
Leading the blind in chains

Reign of Terror
For Millennia
Leading the blind to the grave

Like ghosts from the past
Hiding in the shadows
The hand that feeds is the hand that kills
Their madness will forever last
They reign in splendor
Loss of limbs and life


7. An Ancient Ancestor of the Autumn Moon

Bleak, so bleak
Thousands, and yet your hunger isn′t quenched
They will never grow old
And the years shall not condemn them

Like an ancient ancestor of the autumn moon
The freezing eye of God, of crimson doom

The sorrow, the horror, the cold
The God of war, the dead beating stone
The crimson tales and stories never told
Forgotten in the wind for so long
But echoes forever in the halls
The halls of oblivion

Cruel, how cruel is your face, draped in royal crimson
Up to the star strewn sky a column of smoke rises

Like an ancient ancestor of the autumn moon
The freezing eye of God, of crimson doom

A fire, so fierce and blinded by rage, but still bleak and cold
And bleak and cold is the world you've made
Nothing remains but the emptiness
That echoes forever in the halls of oblivion
Under the autumn moon


8. Black Angel

There′s a cry on the wind
A voice so old that whispers of death
A cold stare that cripples your soul
The old lair the angel has left

And now he flies again
The chilling night's filled with terror
Now he rises again
Against the black sky on wings of fire

Woe unto you men
He′s coming
Brace yourselves for
Dies Irae

And the stars in the sky fell to earth
The kings hid in caves and among rocks
This is the great day of wrath
And who can withstand it?

Falling fire, falling death
The fallen angel's claws at your chest

Woe unto you men
He's coming
Brace yourselves for
Dies Irae

Pour the seven bowls upon the earth
Let the world of man burn

No more sound shall be heard
No more jester will speak a word
No piper shall play his tune
The darkness has fallen
The angel is calling

Woe unto you men
He′s coming
Brace yourselves for
Dies Irae


9. Barren Paths

instrumental


10. The Serpent's Kiss

This old sin that calls us
Lurking in the dark
It spreads and festers
Deep inside our hearts

The fruit is ripe and pure

Won′t you taste Its bitter sweetness
It's as ancient as man
A moment′s delight and then you fall
The curse of evil hides within us all

Come with me
There's a garden I want you to see
Hidden in your dreams
A seed is growing

The fruit is ripe
The fruit is pure
It's the sweetest of them all
Won′t you kiss the serpent
Won′t you let him in
Slides around your neck
Your flesh is week

Innocence is gone and you're forever forlorn
Cast out of Eden you will never come home
Our path is not one of roses, but of thorns

Slither in the slime
Rip apart your new hymen

Won′t you taste
Its bitter sweetness
It's as ancient as man
A moment′s delight
And then you fall
The curse of evil hides within us all

You're reborn Heed the call
Forever more You are fallen
Like a vampire you′ll walk the earth
In eternal hunger

The fruit is ripe
The fruit is pure
It's the sweetest of them all
Won't you kiss the serpent
Won′t you let him in
Slides around your neck
Your flesh is week


11. Det svarta

Fasor ur mitt innersta djup gör mig till sin träl
Rasande demoniska tjut ekar i min själ
Mitt blod blir till is

Ett vanställt sista skrik
En mardröm bortom tid och rum

Håll mig, håll mig kvar när natten vrider om mitt sinne
För mig, för mig bort, det svarta river upp mitt inre

En rasande kraft, svarta vingar bär mig fram
Förförd av en okänd makt, en fallen ängel tar min hand

När min måne lyser röd
Och mina ögon fylls av malströmmen

Håll mig, håll mig kvar när natten vrider om mitt sinne
För mig, för mig bort, det svarta river upp mitt inre

Vansinnet och elden rasar genom blodet

Håll mig, håll mig kvar när natten vrider om mitt sinne
För mig, för mig bort, det svarta river upp mitt inre


12. Age of Fire

Death rides on the wind
The locusts have come to devour
This is the pyrocene
This is the age of fire!

I see the sky line drown in a sea of flames
Now is the day
The chains are broken, the gates stand open wide
To the age of fire

It′s the dawn of the beast
Fall to your knees and learn
And when all is said and done
We all shall burn

I see the sky line drown in a sea of flames
Now is the day
The chains are broken, the gates stand open wide
To the age of fire

Names without gravestones to remember them
You are forlorn
Chained to a bed of thorns

The Earth cracks open
And bleeds boiling wine
The seals are broken
The fire storm is here

I see the sky line drown in a sea of flames
Now is the day
The chains are broken, the gates stand open wide
To the age of fire

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