*** Mayhem - "De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas" ***
*** Funeral Fog ***
Every time this pear
this dark fog will appear
up from the tombs it comes
to take one more life that
can be near.
In the middle of transylvania
All naturnal life has for along
time ago gone its thin and so
beautiful but also so dark and
mysterious.
Once again the priest is messing
may god bless us all.
The Fog is here again
that'll complete this funeral.
From a place empty of life.
Only dead trees are growing here
as it comes from a far
Only dead trees are growing here
......, funeral fog
......, funeral fog
......, funeral fog
......, funeral fog
*** Frezzing Moon ***
Everything here's so old.
Everything here's so dark
I remember it as from a
dream, the corner of this time.
Diabolical shapes floots by. Out From
the Dark.
I remember, it was here I dead.
By following the Freezing moon
It's night again, night you beatiful
I'll please my hunger of living humans
night of hunger, Follow it's call.
Follow, the Freezing moon.
Darkness is growing, the eternity opens
the cemetary lights up again, as in
ancient times fallen souls
Die behind my steps by Follow the
Freezin moon
*** Cursed In Eternity ***
My name was written with
Fire in the place you only
can see when your time has come
When you walk down in the
land of shadow for eternity.
The demon flies in the blackened
starless skies and crowls in
the bottomless depth of hell.
The name which will be a
thousand times cursed in eternity.
Condamned to wander, until it comes
to the cryelest snake that crawls.
The demon flies in the blackened
starless skies and crawls in the
bottomless deapth of hell
*** Pagan Fears ***
The bloody history from the
past decased humans now
forgotten. An age of
legends and fear a time now
so discant. Less numbered as they
were their lives so primitive and pagan
superstitons were a part of the life
so unprotected in the dark nights.
Pagan tears:
The past is alive
The past is alive
Woeful people with pale faces
staring obssesed at the moon
some memoris will never go away
and they will forever be here
*** Life Eternal ***
A dream of another existence
you wish to die
a dream of another world
you pray for death
to release the soul. One must die
to find peace inside, you must get
eternal
"I am a mortal but am I a human?
How beautiful life is now when
my time has come. A human destiny
but nothing human inside. What'll
be left of me when I'm dead, there
was nothing when I lived."
What you found was eternal
death no one will ever miss you.
*** From The Dark Past ***
A face in stone, decayed
by age.
A man who has
returned to tell of his damnation.
Fears so deep, the mouth open
wide. The scream died away before
down of this time.
The eyes- stares so empty.
The mouth- screams so silent.
Tell me !- what did uoy see there?
in the dark- of past.
Ancient times legends stories
so dark. Blackened his sight, now
not even the memories are left.
Back after such a long time,
the stone is cold as death.
But what formed it's true fears,
only the wind is able to tell.
*** Buried By Time And Dust ***
Disions of that no mornings
light ever will come.
I'm to old now. The dark is
so near, will I ever reach
the land beyond. This is where we go
when we have do die.
I've been old since the birth of
time. Time buried me in earth
centuries ago, I tasted blood.
Buried by time and dust.
Many years had past since the funeral,
Missing the blood of humans throats
so many years, ages ago.
I must await, fell my bodys stench
Wanderings out of space.
Wandering out of time.
A world out of lights, death at the end.
Only silece can br heard, silence
of peoples tears.
No one knows my grave.
Buried by time and dust.
*** De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas ***
Welcome!
To the elder ruins again.
The wind whispers beside
the deep forest.
Darkness will show us the way
"Heic noenum pax." Here is no peace.
The sky has darkened thirteen as
we are collected woeful around a book
made of human flesh.
"De grandaevus antiquus malum tristis,
arcanus mysteria scriptum".
The book bloodwitten! pages open.
"Invoco cruentus domini de daemonium"
We follow with our whit eyes the cermo nials
proceeding.
"Heic noenum pax". Bring us the goat.
"Rex sacrificulus mortiter".
In the circle of stone coffins.
We are sandinng with our black
rabes on, holding the bowl with
unholy water.
"Psychomantuin et precor exito
annas major
Ferus netandus sacerdos magus
Mortem animalium"
Nadesłał: Sammael-Kammael