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Frigg's Funeral Pyre
01:17
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Triumphant Afterglow
05:33
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An awakened witch-doctor in the middle of the woods,
Strives for the piece of Thurisaz, fights for the sip of berserk’s solution,
A beggar of high, dressed in the white hatred, an omen of misfortune,
He’ve burned bindrunes on his chest, he’ve cutted his flesh to see his blood flew,
He used to mix gin with tonic and blood in a horn, so that he could grow up in astral health,
But his circle of protection had been pierced by the tempest and hailstones
They harmed his heart and crucified the aortas,
He got into the old shit with love again,
To declare his satanic pride roaring above the woods,
He lead himself astray of self-pity, but who will do it if not himself?
Who will love him after the dark night of the soul?
He will make an elixir with afterburner and sweeten it with codeine,
He will shake it in the ritual of cleansing,
And banished out the virus of humanity out of himself,
As he snorted the white battlefield dust,
He wiped his nose so he cleansed his arcane forces,
Out of many doubts and forgotten cares,
He looked at the stars constellation surprised,
With a bitterness of uncomfortable awakening,
He felt silence with no relief inside,
To let the coldest hatred to chase his doom away
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3. |
Psychedelic Midwinter
06:09
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And then on a frosty, harsh day, hearth's flames went out,
The feast was ended, stories were told, every spark of hoarfrost has spoken,
She was dancing like an eerie haze, through auroras of the green blaze,
What radiated through my veins, to kill the glow of the rising day,
And left me drowned into a living Hell,
And then on a gruesome, wintry night, solitary fires were turned into ash,
Dead stars from far realms shined, green glowing lakes were covered in ice,
The ritual abuse was both key and knife, seedling of terror has sprouted,
I did conjure shit I wish I didn't, I got burdens I wish I didn’t got,
To throw my lost hope in the dope
She was glowing like a vigil light, through glooms of the occult war,
That bellowed within my mind, I wished to never see the rising day,
Lost in the mirkwood near my house and the sole to blame
I did let everything down, I did send myself at the fucking edge
Frozen and driven into the coldest Hell,
And then on sacrifice, I was the one who gave no fuck,
Weird rustles chanted galdrs, Red Stag Whiskey warmed my flesh,
Feral pills spilled through veins, violet miasma wrapped the soul,
Foregone chants hexed the spell, doped runes that brings forth Hel,
With kerosene and Joker's smile, I set my rotting longship ablaze
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4. |
Love And Terror Cult
03:26
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In the intoxicating glow of lunacy,
Of her eyes mounted as the moons,
And in the flames of candles,
Made of black wax,
Cold rays of shamelessness,
Have taken over us high,
Feelings long dormant,
With enchanting reason,
And the trembling of the woods,
Piercing the pale woman's flesh,
Ruffled her fiery hair,
And the violet labias,
Kissing the bloom of Hell,
From feet to sky,
We melt like a carrion,
Nowhere in eerie bliss,
Circling the peaks of mayhem,
Between the most sensitive places,
And the silence of drunk eyes,
And hot slime over her lips
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5. |
Wyrd Reconstruction
01:49
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Fucking wasted in the middle of nowhere,
I looked up high, the bloody moon arose, the Wild Hunt pierced the sky
Out from the green haze, I continued to walk
Out from the sea of crap,
The revolt was born from images of mayhem I summoned,
Victorious puke ornamented the bog
Running into glow with blasting Black Metal Gods Rock 'n Roll,
Running through the Left Hand Path with demonspeed,
Following the Vegvísir through the hopeless wasteland,
Removing weed wrapped around ankles,
Pushing upward toward my higher self,
To see the Devil’s smile in the mirror again,
To see myself as the Devil himself
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6. |
Häxan
03:23
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Halo Of Miasma Poland
A sonic journey to the rotten roots of Yggdrasil and the lawless planes of Chaos
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Necheshetrion - voice
Aptrgangr - noise & words
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