Satyricon - Megiddo - Mother North in the Dawn of a New Age
Original Version standard jewelcase Version 1. The Dawn of a New Age (Remix) 5:45 1. The Dawn of a New Age (Remix) 5:45 2. Night of Divine Power 5:50 2. Night of Divine Power 5:50 3. Forhekset (live) 4:16 3. Forhekset (live) 4:16 4. Orgasmatron (Motörhead cover) 4:59 4. Orgasmatron (Motörhead cover) 4:59 total time 20:50 total time 20:50
The Dawn of a New Age (Remix) And I looked And behold a pale horse And his name that sat on him was Death And Hell followed him And power was given unto them Over the forth part of the earth To kill with sword And with hunger And with death And with the beasts of the earth And then again I saw and beheld a black horse And he that sat on him had a scythe And a crown was given unto him And he went forth conquering, and to conquer And there was a great earthquake And the sun became black As sackcloth of hair And the moon became as blood And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth Even as a fig tree castethher untimely figs When she is shaken of a mighty wind And the heaven departed as a scroll When it is rolled together And every mountain and island Were moved out of their places Almighty mountains and rocks I beg you, fall on them For the great day of wrath is coming ..And who shall be able ..to stand? Night of Divine Power (Not Available) Forhekset Forhekset av tidenes vind Besatt av Nattens kolde gufs Under ravnsvart himmel de bedriver Blodskam og hor Med skingrende stemmer de påkaller Dypets makter I en sirkel bundet av Grimme visjoner Båret av dyrets Glans Omfavnet av dodens vinger Av det dypeste hat I det sorteste av det morke I en ang av torner.. Nå i fullmånens besettende lys De nagler englene til Jorden med sjel og kropp Kaos hersker over de hvite domener Profetier blir oppfylt Jorden står i et hav av flammer Orgasmatron (Originally performed by Motorhead) I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand My image is of agony, my servants rape the land Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore. I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate I am the politician, and I decide your fate I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down. Lyrics in plain text format