Dark Fortress (GER-1) : Profane Genocidal Creations
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1. INTRODUCTION
(Instrumental)
2. DEFIANCE OF DEATH
Twenty Norsemen ahorse, clad in furs and gloomy armour tread the roads of mist
Among the ancient mountains, passage to beyond the realms of man
Passing crypts of kings and wizards, of priests and noble leaders
A valley filled with fog, travel without light
The gate was magnificent, like sculptured of ice, shimmering through the misty veil
With a blue light of unearthly origin
Beyond was another valley, surrounded by an unconquerable wall of mountains
It was of purest, gleaming white except for the sky
Which was black and starless
And a pale looming fullmoon hung in the midnightly scene
Below's a frozen river, and trees like giant, misshapen skeletons
And the black stone monument on a crystal hill,
Bathed in the moonlight like a pock wound on porcelain skin
Onward, ever onward...
With swords drawn the Norsemen stormed into the castle's hall
Spirits of the damned, cursed to drift forever
Hellish shapes of stone, wicked claws and fangs
Tearing in bloodlust the flesh from the bones
The Norsemen were falling like flies
But only the strongest, the greatest of all could climb the highest spire
(Atop the highest spire)
Atop the highest spire, stare into the night
See the constellions black on blackest night
The burning wheels and machinations, that keep the world on turning
And the chaos deep within
Feel rage and madness, boiling hatred and the will to survive
Sight becomes a tunnel, a vortex of unshining stars
And what remains is silence...
3. PASSAGE TO EXTINCTION
Burning, I'm burning. Flames are dancing around me
The sky is red and white. But strangely so I feel no heat
And then I realize I have died
There is no flesh to be seared. In this realm of fire
In unmeasurable pillars of flames towers of charred and blackened bone
On the horizon a great beast is flying a dragon with seven heads
In a realm of fire - The beast is coming closer - In a realm of fire
Like a choir I hear the screams of the endlessly tortured souls
A cruel hymn to the nightmare that is coming
As if their only reason for existence was to praise this wicked terror
And with eyes aflame the dragon touched the fiery ground
With the instinct of years of battle I reached for my blade, but it wasn't there
After all only my spirit had entered into this realm of fire
(The speech of the Whore)
"Welcome to where spirits burn, this place has uncounted names. Hell or Hades, Nifelheim, this is the abyss eternal.
I am as old as the race of man. I have seduced the first king and became the first queen.
I have charmed emperors and lords throughout all times
I am what a thousand hearts adore
The seven-headed whore
You, my sweet mortal are to be my chosen one
I will send you sailing on oceans of time and fate
Where the worlds collide you will ride
And your first gift shall be immortality
I am what a thousand hearts adore
The seven-headed whore
Return to earth now, your flesh has regrown
And your heart has now been shaped into a heart of stone..."
(The vortex of stars in the black night
That brought me here again surrounds my spirit and I feel like I am falling...)
4. IN MORTE AETERNITAS
What is this now, I am back on the highest spire but where are my comrades?
Where are their corpses? I want to burn them in my people's way
There is no slain flesh, no bloodstains, not a trace of them to be found
(A voice from the darkest corner of the shadowy castle hall)
It has become eternal stone
What once was flesh and bone
To guard this fortress dark
With a stone cold heart
Atop the towers highest peaks
Part of the wall the carved beasts
Forever silent untiring guards
Lurking with their stone cold hearts
Resurrection – I have returned from the fire
Resurrection – but I have been changed
So much faster, so much stronger, what mortal man shall stand against me
So much keener, so much sharper, my vision reveals the unseen to me
So much harder, so much colder, my heart has become as the gargoyles around me
Resurrection – Once I was dead
Resurrection – No more tears
I have returned!!!
(Deep within the bleak walls of the dark fortress
I have found a room of mirrors, upon their shimmering surfaces was displayed
A scene from a strange and foreign land...)
5. MORIBOUND BE THY CREATION
A hill outside a town in a dry and dusty land
Crowned by twenty crosses or more
Soldiers in a kind of armour that I had never seen
With short and shimmering swords
And a crowd had gathered at the foot of one cross
Gathered to watch the spectacle
I've watched your saviour die and he wasn't resurrected
All your faith has been a lie – Jesus cried... Jesus cried
The poor little worm, strapped onto a tree
Begging for his life and screaming to be free
Cried bloody tears and he wet his pants
I could only laugh as this strange god ends
And with my last laugh I am carried away
There was no reason for me to stay
For this god was a fake like most of them are
The only lord is the master of war
(Across the oceans of time I returned to the castle only to be carried away again,
To some other place, to some other time...)
6. THROUGH AGES OF WAR
Black void
Nothing seen, emptiness reigns
Where worlds collide
Across the oceans of time
I sail
Across the oceans of time
The tides of fate have carried me to battles of past and future
I have fought in every war
Claimed heads and blades as bounty from the warlords I've killed
I have fought in every war
The barbarian lord in the eastern plains – Attila was his name
I pried his axe from his cold and stiff fingers
To be my weapon of choice forevermore
Dschingis Khan, Alexander the Great, King Richard of England
All of them dead – killed by my hand
Across the oceans of time
I sail
Across the oceans of time
In the heart of every bloodbath I have slaughtered and destroyed
Cleaving open wounds so deep, tearing flesh off bones
Splitting skills and taking fame
(1099, the taking of Jerusalem)
7. BLOOD OF THE TEMPLARS
It was in 1099 in the eastern land, where that fool was crucified
Jerusalem fell
In midst of the ravaging, raping and pillaging
I presented to one of the crusaders a gift from my lady so cruel
The cup of blood, "The Holy Grail" – such blasphemy
And they poured it down with passion, the blood of power of no holy origin,
the blood of the whore
The blood of the templars lives on
Forevermore
The blood of the templars will never die
Far beyond religious superstition, true magic was their craft
Spells this earth had never seen were cast in secret halls
Ageless men, three hundred years, until Jacques de Molay was burned
He cast a final spell, sending pope and king to hell
But that wasn't the end, for still they reign in silence
The forces of fire have granted immortality to the last seven knights
Seven lovers for a seven-headed whore...
The blood is eternal, the blood is black...
The blood of the templars lives on
Forevermore
The blood...blood of the templars
(All my journeys through time, back and forth, had forged me into the Warlord)
8. WARLORD (FACE THE ANGEL OF PESTILENCE)
I was born in the heat of battle
With a weapon in my cradle
I first spilled blood at the age of seven
I killed my first enemy then at eleven
Riding on the tides of war into a dark millenium
High the axe that I have won from the hands of Attila
Bloodstained I have always been, but no remorse I've known
In conflict after conflict I piled skull upon skull
The fools that stood against me all paid the price in blood
And a heavy toll I've ever taken
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction comes the warlord
Upon the wings of hate and terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow, so all fear the warlord
Set alight unnumbered cities, pillaged countless homes
Raped mothers and daughters alike before each other's eyes
I have slain many a weak hearted king and ended their short lived reigns
The hammer of fate and the anvil of war have forged me to a master of battle
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction comes the warlord
Upon the wings of hate and terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow, so all fear the warlord
Immortal years of violence, hate will never die
In my wake are left legions of the dead
Oh, how all these victims died
For no one ever survived
My trail of corpses is far too long for any man to see
In the middle of a bloodbath, that is where I want to be
I am the warlord – I am the hate
I am the butcher – cruel son of fate
I slaughtered millions – I claimed my right
I am the warlord – the immortal might
Power and glory, bloodlust and rage
Dominion and hatred, thunder and storm
From the primeval forces of the earth I have been
I am the warlord and I have no equal!!!
(She spoke to me again,
Called me into her realm,
So I shall ascend the stairs of fate
And pass the gate of the slain...)
9. BATTLES RAGE IN THE INFERNAL DEPTH
Upon a hilltop, surrounded by flame
In my fist clenched a blade from blackened crystal
Grown before me the endless fields of carnage
And behind me the whore on her throne
It has begun...
Battles rage in the infernal depth – the war of domination
Seven lords and ladies, sovereigns of the demon thrones. All made with power lust
Armies of fire and brimstone, the wailing dead and their kin
Legions of bloodthirsty demons, above on leathery wings
Howls of the cursed and battle cries of those who've been fallen in battle before
Are the signs of attack on this night
Through the blackness and the screams, into the fray I charge
Claiming head after head, piles of the dead behind me
Battles rage in the infernal depth
(Betrayal and treachery)
Voice of the whore:
"Give back to me, all your power, all your sweet, sweet power
As I once gave you life, now I sentence you to die
What was yours is now mine again,
And I leave you powerless..."
I am a warrior, I've always been. Mighty and proud, destined to win
In my hand I hold a weapon, a blade of crystal black
With blood in my eyes I rush to attack
In the heat of battle, I'm in her back, with one fell stab
And then I'm drinking her blood. Drowning in her blood
Battles rage in the infernal depth – the war of domination
(This power is burning within me, all turns black before my eyes
And I can hear it as the mirror shatters and the gates are closed...)
10. A FORTRESS DARK
It has become eternal stone
What once was flesh and bone
To guard this fortress dark
With a stone cold heart
Atop the towers highest peaks
Part of the wall the carved beasts
Forever silent untiring guards
Lurking with their stone cold hearts
Years and years creep by in this silent eternity,
Endless halls and passages walked by the dead alone
And in the heat heart of the darkness
I sit in silent communion with the beast cast in stone
Silence falls, eternal night, a fortress dark in the pale moonlight
And the banshees howl of my unkind fate
It has become eternal stone
What once was flesh and bone
To guard this fortress dark
With a stone cold heart
Atop the towers highest peaks
Part of the wall the carved beasts
Forever silent untiring guards
Lurking with their stone cold hearts
In a fortress dark
Legend of the dark fortress
Beware if you tread the paths of the other side
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