1. |
Skogsrå
05:08
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Fermenting shadows of gray
Cold light glaring through these mist
of water and ice
Blackened sands, painting innocent
structures of our motherless grave
Echoing forest, creatures of forgotten lore
Take me back, to where I belong
To the endless, the lightless, the shadows
clouds and rain painting a picture of gloom
Hear freezing howling entrancing you
Here be ancient entities
Unsettling woods, snowy glaciers
Horns presenting itself upon the crown of
the most beautiful being
Luring voice of death
Life’s fading away
Eyes, darkened as night
Time, never defiled
Claws, hollowed behind
She, Hel in disguise
Coming together as one
Soulless, bark stains her shell
Taking me back,
To where I belong
“Ska jag efter mi lella fila blanka,
ska jag snart göra dem lika langa”
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2. |
The Living Mountain
04:05
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Mountains, covered by the moss
That engulfs all, mesmerizing home
Trees, mushrooms, molded formation
Colossal heartbeats echoing
Eyes open wide,
painted by stone
Immense silhouette,
a horizon most glooming
Rumbling horror mourning
through the mist
Abyssal screams
coating this damp and gray sky
Tossing bits of land,
creating watery holes
Giants of un-nature,
beckoning at the dawn of time
Behold the living mountain
Eater of worlds
Fee-fi-fo-fum!
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3. |
Mara
03:22
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Being of the unknown
See the pale sun fading out
Ashen skin, mourning eyes
Screams among these trees
Lust for blood, hungering void
Insidious nightmare, beckoning world
Angel of the darkest realm
Glass shattering, un-avoiding doom
Mara, Mara
Demon of the night
Angel of all fear
Paralyzing you,
can not run
Un-avoiding doom
Breathless you lay
Panic inducing chaos emerges
Heartbeats rising
Nightmare, Nattmara
Demon of the night
Angel of all fear
Paralyzing you,
you can not flee
Irresistible sleep comes
to reclaims its faith
at the gates between two realms
I lay with hope to fall
into her dead and cold
grip of darkness
Mara
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4. |
Imprisoned
04:05
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Water, so black as the deepest abyss
Nowhere to go, drowning in sorrow
Unsavory spirit, never to be found
This lifeless cadaver,
dead man buried in water
No funeral to be committed,
no rest for these souls
A result of lost tormenting shadows
wandering our waters edges
Hear the calls of the lost
When a storm appears
A sign, not to venture out at sea
Diseases will beckon upon the one
Who deny it’s cries
“Gastkramad”
Need to cross these streams of dark
to be free from the tormenting grip
of the drowned spirit
“De kommer vandra här
tills världen är död”
See the drowning spirit,
coming for your life
Spreading its disease
Never to find peace
Feel the heaviness
on your back
in hope to be buried
at consecrated grounds
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5. |
Draugr
04:23
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“Skada och bedra”
Undead, stench of death and decay
Bloated skin, darkness and disease
Hunger, for virgin flesh of the earth
A new beginning, a new descending
Endless fear, to torment and plague all lives
A tormenting assault of devastation
to all that they hold a cursed grudge
Ravaging, devouring
You’re driven mad
from terrifying dreams
Rebirth, second life
Draugr, second death
Time goes by, by a blackened sun
Figures of endless night
Nothing as it once were
Will see this golden light of day
Rebirth, second life
Draugr, second death
Rebirth, second life
Draugr, second death
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6. |
Näcken
04:23
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From the frozen mountains
to rivers and mirror lakes
Streams of endless water
flowing still within these lands
A home to an enchanting
being of the brook
Beneath the surfaces he awaits you
A fiddler of the depths
Näcken
Näcken
Music in the distance
The fiddler arise
From luring notes of evil
He sets you in trance
Silhouettes are fading
of man or beast
From the darkness of the rivers
He drag you down to die
See him emerge from the
abyssal murky depths
Spirit of the water
Master of the fiddler
Upon his throne
of stones he sits
Eyes as cold as the water
he possesses
With his giga by his neck
He will lure you to his grip
Playing a haunting melody
so full of malevolence
and sorrow
Now you’re his
forever!
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7. |
One with the Fog
04:35
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Elusive wisps, wandering shadows
In this fog all life is deceased
Reeking ashes, pale lighted smoke
Mist of deceptive feelings drowning you
See the light leave your eyes
Feel your skin dry out and wither away
Swallowed whole by this colossal being
A most satisfying release of your life!
Endless fog, endless fear
Endless fog, swallowed whole
Suffering is an illusion,
most enticing fiction
In this life this illusion
will all come to life!
Melting paths of rust,
voices of sickening chaos
wandering on this empty road
to an end so dark and cold
Dead visions,
entering my blackened mind
Rotting away, filthy blind love
Swallowed whole by this colossal being
A most satisfying release of your life!
I am one with the endless
I am one with the endless
I am one with the fog
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8. |
Än En Gång
03:49
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Abandoned by the ones closest to you
To rot in the darkness of these damp forests
Reanimated child, wandering to find peace
From these enormous woods,
cries and screams are sung
Myling, Myrding, Myrða
Restless spirit, child of the damned
Mörding, Mördad, Murdered
Searching for revenge of the mother
Blurry glowing eyes, rotting flesh
Carrying on the back, to be put in holy soil
Deny its cries, and you will find out
that blood will flow, a loved one is replaced
A wedding of the mother is commenced
But from underneath the floorboards
A cold and horrific voice beckons
Singing the freezing words of a lost lullaby
”Bytta är trång, bena är lång,
jag vill dansa än en gång”
See the child arise
to take the bride by her life
a dance so cruel and dark
proceeds into her final breath
“Ge mig ett namn!”
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9. |
Visa Från Bergen
03:09
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10. |
Ta Mig Hem, Lä Mig Ve
03:41
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Standing at the wooden gates
Surrounded by pines and firs
The air is damp and cold
Entering these forgotten lands of green
“Gammelskog, ta mig hem!”
Creatures in the shadows
Whisperings from the trees
Rumbling footsteps all around
Behold the mighty kingdom
of the trolls!
Troll celebration!
Roaring bowels of terror
Kettle’s setting ablaze for a feast
Chanting and dances of fiery wrath
My final night’s upon this earth
A gathering of all beings
of the woods is commenced
the final hour is near
a bed is made from golden leaves
with heavy fog as a covering quilt
See the morning sun awaken
As I lay me down
Roots entangling my every limb
I close my eyes and finally
I’m coming home!
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11. |
Sista Vilan
03:37
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Harkla Sweden
Harkla is a swedish progressive metal duo by the brothers Niklas Johansson and Karl Johansson founded in Trelleborg (Sweden) 2013.
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