1. |
Mysterious Fog
01:30
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2. |
The Wild Hunt
03:48
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Deafening howl is shaking the firmament.
Hellhounds and werewolfs are rushing ahead
Army of spirits, leading by Phantom Lord,
Who rule hunt by mystical ghostly horde.
Harbingers of disasters!
Wings of death.
Sacrifice for master!
Phantoms receive harvest.
Wild Hunt takes souls into the depth of gloom,
Making salvage these from more frightful doom.
Dead horses of this horde are black as coal.
Their eyes in the dark like fire glow.
Hot rods and iron reins are controlled their run,
That on the water as fast as on the ground.
Demonic rampage...
Army of the dead!
Soul catchers -
Ghost forces rush ahead!
Harbingers of disasters!
Wings of death.
Sacrifice for master!
Phantoms receive harvest.
Wild Hunt takes souls into the depth of gloom,
Making salvage these from more frightful doom.
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3. |
Doomed
02:03
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The world was lose oneself in horror.
Nightmares awake. Hope comes to pieces.
For what we summoned from alien spheres
Those whom we could not be victorious?
Civilization plunged into ruins,
Becoming ritual sacrifice for new overlords.
We lost without even trying to resist,
When the Great Old Ones came...
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4. |
Halls Of Winter Gods
02:52
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In the world where winter endless, where rise monoliths of ice...
Touch of Gods feel in this greatness, closed to mere mortal's eyes.
Light of distant stars reflected in the halls of freezing reign.
Immense statues incarnated masters of divine domains!
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5. |
When The Proud Die
01:53
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Silence fell on the snow. Clank of swords ceased.
White cold sun flared now on the bent armor and
Broken blades there where dead bodies lay.
When The Proud Die... Dead hands held the weapon tightly.
When The Proud Die... Heads were thrown back in death agony.
When The Proud Die... Screams of the slaughter were silent.
When The Proud Die... Blade struck plates of shell, ribs and heart...
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6. |
Snow Storm
04:30
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Road ended in front of the dense forest,
Then way lie through miles of snowdrifts.
Nor pathway, nor traces... Falling deep to the waist.
It was necessary to continue moving in advance.
The blizzard intensified. Trees groaned and swayed
Under onslaught of wind squall. Sky became grey.
Fatigue has steadily risen. It was getting dark.
The face was frostbitten from mighty snow blasts.
Suddenly everything twirled after crackled sound.
The wind disappeared, hands felt cold ground.
Sharp pain and saving oblivion with thought that
In the morning storm will calm down. Timelessness.
... and over-head during several days
The furious blizzard continued to rage...
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7. |
Sign Of Cosmic Might
02:40
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Ashes, dust, steam are swirling in vortex.
Thoughts, wishs, dreams remained in the past.
Space, rage, death represented nature's power.
Tears, laught, breath - all were aborted down.
Fear, pain, life were erased forever.
Sign of cosmic might will pass through the never.
Chaos came...
Wrath of insane...
At first, oceans burst its banks, the land opened wide,
Then water has went away, plunging world into the fire.
Chaos swept the planet. All living things died out.
Darkness and dead emptiness came down to the ground.
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8. |
For The King!
05:07
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Knights went on the attack with raised spears and banners.
They bravely overcame rampage of the arrows shower...
But crashed, like storm wave, against the wall of shields.
Enemy blades slashed iron and bones in the battlefield.
Swords and axes were raised above the shining helmets.
Ranks of knights stood like rock to protect their standarts.
Peaks were ruthlessly dropped riders from the horses,
Rushing with empty saddles from enemies forces...
Again and again knights are attacked and retreated.
They silently closed the ranks, filling breaches in the place of their fallen comrades.
But they were inspired, because the king himself fought in that ranks!
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9. |
Battle Glory
01:26
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10. |
Daughter Of Imir
04:26
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She comes to those who die on the field of battle.
I saw her, when lying half-dead in agony's fetters.
She danced among corpses, her body was like
Ivory, and her hair shone with gold in moonlight.
In her eyes played strange color. Her curls were like gold of evles,
The sun played on it so brightly that were painful for my eyes.
Her puffy scarlet lips smiled, and all of it, from chiseled feet
To the radiant whirlwind of hair, was like a dream.
I lay in pool of blood and howled like dying dog,
Cause I didn't have strength to crawl after her.
She's luring fighters from battle to the icy desert,
So that her brothers could bring new hot hearts...
... in sacrifice to Imir!
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11. |
Red Rose
00:43
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Red rose in semen from throbbing phallus of black goat!
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12. |
Kill To Survive
05:35
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Smell of blood awakens sleeping instinct,
Like hand of fate leads to the haggard victim.
Full moon beclouds mind and gives rise
To the dreadful hunger, that burns inside.
Invaded by curse, meaning of the life
Is reduced to one thing - kill to survive.
Forest thicket will hide the next violence
Of the werewolf from unnecessary eyes.
Fangs in the flesh.
Crunch of breaking bones.
Primal rage.
Pleasure in blood flows!
Demonic spirit breaks out to the freedom,
Gives supremacy and impunity feeling.
Path on fresh snow is leading through night
To massacre and triumph of savage might.
Fangs in the flesh.
Crunch of breaking bones.
Primal rage.
Pleasure in blood flows!
Kill to survive.
Violence at night.
Meaning of life -
Triumph of savage might.
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14. |
Curse From The Past
04:02
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High walls of the castle remember times
Of the dark Middle Ages, reliably hide
The terrible secrets that occurred in this
Now forgotten abode of mold and mist.
Path to truth lies through humility with pain -
Blind faith and ascendancy in hands of insane.
Gates to the stronghold of inquisition
Are open to any heresies. The machine
For wringing the neck off works at full.
Screams of agony have become the rule.
"Sanctity comes through humility with pain."
True faith turned the herd to herd of insane.
Atmosphere of soreness and fear penetrates
Through ages into every corner of cursed place.
Curse from the past...
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15. |
Lucky Bastard
00:24
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Spittle dropped on red button and world is drowned in fire...
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16. |
Zhothaqquah
04:12
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In the black abyss of N'Kai lives disgusting and powerful Old One - Zhothaqquah!
He was squat and paunchy, outwardly resembling on monstrous toad.
The body was covered with imitation of short hairs.
Hail! Lord of N'kai is stronghold of might...
Hail! Toad-form god in subterranean vault...
Hail! Mystic cult with tremendous altars...
Hail! Childs of Yig who betray and worship...
He will not rise from place, even in terrible hunger,
But will wait for sacrifice because of his divine laziness.
Hail! Hatred life of timeless exile...
Hail! Voormis race in tunnels of maze...
Hail! Formless spawn is constantly grown...
Hail! Wisdom of ages was borned by rage...
His will is formless spawn - polymorphic entities made of black ichor.
It inhabit temples of the Father, not allowing unbelievers to desecrate the Shrines.
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Astarium Novosibirsk, Russia
Black metal project Astarium is formed in the summer of 2005 in Novosibirsk. In the capacity of the unique member acts SiN (all guitars, programming drums, keyboards and vocals). From the beginning of creative way project has started to play in symphonic tendency and orientated exclusively on studio activity. ... more
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