1. STORMPOEMS

Ravishing nightly whispers forlorn
Singing their tunes over a shaded land
From where mysteries were born
It's a rising storm

The untamed rality is forging through,
With a rush and fury that haunts the lifetide
The faithful servant that walks our way,
One step behind till we run no more
Whispers that carries the wind,
The breeze that slowly put a lid on the light
Only the essence of the inevitable will chant,
To return with raging storm poems

From tongue to tongue the word carries on,
Hovering whispers from the mouth of war
We dare to conquer our fate,
Willing to embrace the absence of death

Ravishing nightly whispers forlorn
Singing their tunes over a shaded land
From where mysteries were born
It's a rising storm

Travelling with the gods and forgotten tales,
Dying to inhert its raging poetry, With
Vengeance as companion and faithful servant,
The night is ours, the night devours, enchanting
powers the makes the blood rush like never before,
What's been lost can be ours again,

Rise come forth defend for what it's worth
Defy the monstrous its prey
And cleanse the koma for a while
Rise in the glory of your existence
And sing your roaring hymn

From tongue to tongue the word carries on,
Hovering whispers from the mouth of war
We dare to conquer our fate,
Willing to embrace the absence of death
And stay guided by the torch we lit by will,
Brothers fall in to the hymn, even the odds further
to take the right the proclaimer keeps,
To add on the souls he reap


2. A WORLD AGO

A tainted soul a restless mind, aged with beauty and scars
Still alive with strength in heart, he didn't say the words,
Didn't do the deeds.
He lived as the runes fortold, last of a kind,
With fire in mind.

The earth will lead us
And time shall teach us
To find a way
To abandon christ

Say! can you hear me, through those dark clouds far away
Lost and confused he stands there screaming at the sky,
Yearning for a sign, from vengeance gods in the hall up high
But no signs revealed if it's time to kill, but it will...

Left on his own he wander through the woods
Inhaled some strength from this ancient foest
poured some blood on stone carved runes,
And hailed the fallen
Never questioning his father's last words

As black birds fly, and storms raged by.
His mind and I shared a moment in a forgotten time,
And side by side we joined the heathen domination...
A world ago


3. ELMSELD

En storm i nattens vredesvrål, lik en rasande nordanvind
En klagan i sorgtunga skyar, dova strormklanger ryter
En längtan i lystna krigsrop, fädrens skri i natten
Ett sken hungriga lågors, ljus, för fördunklade ögon

Ve av leda den röda rasar
Obevekligt sannings skall
Mäktig stämma från forna asar
Låt oss ledas av de högas kall

Elmseld - siande flammor från tornande tinnar
Elmseld - kommer me stormen ooh åskans dova klagan
Elmseld - förkunnar död med forna gudars vrede
Elmseld - en bane bävan för ängsliga själar

Ett minne från flydda dagar, svindlande tankars kamp
En bidan uppgivet sinnet jagar, svunna tiders kraft
En andehär av mörk makts blod, som oss lesdsagar
I högtidlig endräkt med vederällningens banèr

Ve av leda denör da asar
Obevekligt sannings skall
Mäktig stämma från forna asar
Låt oss ledas av de högas kall

I elders sraffdom vi beskådar
Korsets krafter, lågornas rov

Elmseld - siande flammor från tornande tinnar
Elmseld - kommer me stormen ooh åskans dova klagan
Elmseld - förkunnar död med forna gudars vrede
Elmseld - en bane bävan för ängsliga själar


4. CLARITY OF THE DEAD

Follow me you unworthy sinners, pave my path and
Together we will darken the sky, we will rage forward
Through the pearly gates of heaven
Singing the choirs of the damned.

I'm a raging storm, I'm the lust that keeps you awake
I'm the cloud that darkens your heart,
I'm the unworthy messiah.

With gathered hordes of fearless men,
Strong and free from the damnation of the crucifix,
With conviction stronger than steal
And a vision of victory under the sky..

Words of wisdom.....
But it's just the dull clarity of the dead


5. NIGHT AS I

(Instrumental)


6. AN ENSEMBLE OF TWELVE

The violent breed now takes its course
It's a team to tame the righteous
Come creeping and crawling with funny
Whispers, like a calm before the storm,
Screams of lust that takes its toll.
Blood and tears, rhythm and rapture.

The violent breed now sets its mark
An ensemble of twelve out of the dark

An ensemble of twelve, sent to set the seeds of hatred,
They believe in the past the power of pain
And the wisdom sent from the one eyed mighty god

They will bring all humble lambs to the slaughter
The priest and his daughter, none forgotten all dead
Just as the one eyed wise man said.
Cause the holy doctrine will never be reprived
For leaving our fathers dead and deceived.

All dreams dies at dawn, all but this one.
An evelasting heathen rage that knows what's
To be done. An ensemble of twelve will fight
Till they've won


7. SIGNS OF THE FORTHCOMING CRUSADE

It was just another sunny day on June,
When men of pride and dignity arrived,
they spoke of us in a different tongue,
They claimed earth as their kingdom,
And the truth as its defense.
They said they knew what was our best and what we better
Follow their path so eager to reveal the womb of paradise.
Threatening with fires that have served so well.
But no northmen seem to fear the flames of hell.

Faith hardly find its way,
For the crucified one finds hard to obey, but like a common
Thief stabs in the back the christians moan
Until lies become true

Raven eyes, will you witness this
Raven eyes, envoked by bloodstained cries

The times will change, right before their eyes,
They will only hear the wind cry revenge
Fire in their sacred towers but no force
Wasted to save their pain

The mighty old man, now stares out over the sea,
With his wind teared eyes,
And a bleeding heart.
Remembering so well,
When fearless men conquered the waves,
Without fear of death...
The thunder roars, like never before,
And lightning cracks the sky,
And in the flashes of the light,
You can see our banner, and thousands of men gathered
To reconquer the land thatg is rgihtfully ours.

Likesom vargen skall vi fruktas

Raven eyes, will you witness this
Raven eyes, envoked by bloodstained cries

The times will change, right before their eyes,
They will only hear the wind cry...Revenge...
Fire in their sacred towers
But no force wasted to save their pain