Funeral Mist : Havoc

Black Metal / Sweden
(1996 - Pounding Metal Productions)
Saber más

Las palabras


1. REALM OF SHADES

Winter, eternal night
Be my solace, be my light
Naked trees like they always been dead
Eternal curse

Dreams have told me, dreams have shown
The beauty of this place
Death and darkness, funeral mist
Desolation

Realm of shades
Realm of shades

Shadow, no source of life
Frozen in flames ice
O Ruler of shadows come forth
End my seeking

Hear the silence scream of anguish
See the darkness shine
Dominion of the devil himself
Kingdome divine

I entreat thee, O mightiest of adnegmeolnss
End my seeking of the realm of shades


2. HELLSPELL

See the darkness fall
Here the shadows call
Fell the yearning burn
There is no return

Hear me lord of night
Save from the light
Ring the deathbell
Cast the precious hellspell


3. NIGHTSIDE PHANTOM

Temped into the darkness the moaning night
The nightside phantom is calling
With its sighs, I can't resist the drawning it is too strong
I must unite with the black shine where the phantom dwells

A Wind of purest evil licks my skin
And took me beyond all light and into the Nocturnal
Embraced by the shades of night
Engulfed by the demonic tranquility of darkness
Distant whispers echoes in the halls of night
As the nightside phantom calls me into the nightside realm

Temped into the darkness the moaning night
The nightside phantom is calling
With its sighs, I can't resist the drawning it is too strong
I must unite with the black shine where the phantom dwells


4. THE OLD ONES GRIN

Hidden by the shore of dreams
A face of bone so grim and cold

I summon thee bringer of disease
Embellish their kingdom with desolation

The old ones grin
The old ones grin

You know how death makes me feel
So lift your weapon and let it fall
And when death at last have won
Again my smile was found

Svarta sjalars konung
Den eviga nattens gud
Ta mig till riket du gav mig i drommen
Till landet av dod!

Hidden by my journeys end
The formless face of the old one
I summon you lord of the wicked
Embellish my soul with darkness

The old ones grin
The old ones grin

Spare my eyes from their annoying light
Make it vanish, make it die
Decorate their realms with the blood of their own
Stan, befall me!

Palabras añadidas por czeski21 - Modificar estas palabras