Olav "Ravn" Bergene: Vocals, additional drums
Idar "Archaon" Burheim: Guitar (Funeral (Nor), Antaios)
André "Tjalve" Kvebek: Guitar (Pantheon I, Sarkom)
Tor Risdal "Seidemann" Stavenes: Bass, harmonium (Koldbrann, Nidingr, Pantheon I, Den Saakaldte, Slavia, Vidsyn, Tyrann, Dead Trooper)
Kjetil Vidar "Frost" Haraldstad: Drums (Zyklon-B (Nor), Keep of Kalessin, Gorgoroth, Gehenna (Nor), Satyricon, Ov Hell)
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1. Chasing Dragons 06:31
2. Beyond the Apocalypse 04:01
3. Aiwass Aeon 03:32
4. Necronatalenheten 04:30
5. Perished in Pain 03:57
6. Singer of Strange Songs 07:30
7. Blood is the Mortar 03:52
8. Internal Winter 07:41
9. The Blade 05:58
Total 47:32
Tip: 2xLP limited to 666 copies released in 2006 by Apocalyptic Empire Records with bonus cover track of Slayer's "Haunting The Chapel".
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1. Chasing Dragons
I am chasing dragons
Seeking the primal state of mind
Filling my veins with venomous lust
Awakening the beast inside
Seeking no meaning only feeling
Entering the shape of the beholder
And get ready to fight
An overwhelming attack of emotionless fury
Seek to trigger the fright inside
Conquer your fears and kill your courage
A mind seeking mission is on stake
Exploration of strength
In mind, body and heart
An ultimate test of the
presence of your being
Not to think
Only act on instincts while you steer
into the face of your possible death
Sharpens you to the utter limits
of consenus
So close but yet so far in presence
of this observation
Viewing this fight through primal eyes
Feeling neither good nor bad
A state of carelessness is what I am feeling
The pleasure of ultimate pain
Is sending warning light flashes
Of irrational behavior not humanly accepted
But humanity is no longer an issue
Irrational feelings are non-existing
The only reality is the ongoing fight
Coldness and grimness swarms to my blood
Regaining strength to fight on
When all the pain is gone and the wounds are healed
The awakening of a new chase is on for the strong
From beyond I have traveled
and to the end I will see
Enter the dragon
Causing its will to be mine
Pay the price of immortality and
achieve victory to the mind
But the battle rages on..
2. Beyond The Apocalypse
An infernal madness sweeps me along
On a mind blowing trip to the utter beyond
Here I render chaos, not as force
but as state
A state of a consuming and
conceiving mass
Pouring time into the endless hole
of eternity
Letting forever be endless and the
end be forever
A fulfillinh vision of the ultimate
death machine
Harvesting beings through its emptiness
and void
Like scattered ghosts from lost dreams
Filling a blurred fog of nightmares
Entering a state of the final
consummation
And swallowing the poison from
the kiss of death
Utter apocalyptic grandeum
Revealing its majestic power
Manifesting its true will
Through demonic slaves
One ruling force which is all
Nonegiving, all corrupting
Both destructive and creative
A total mayhem of emptiness
To live as an Immortal
You must endure and explode life
And know what secret treasures await
Here..beyond the apocalypse.
3. Aiwass Aeon
The last millennia were dedicated to
the forces of light
of selfrighteous hypocrisy
of denial and Puirtanism
Deceit and despair
Futuristic paranoia
Visions from a dark millennia
Where god has failed
and mankind shouts
and kills with joy
a bloody holocaust of flesh protects
the earth
Not the times have changed
mankind has thrown
of its morals and laws
social Darwinism
to the extreme
weed out the weak
and soon the liberation will come
Pitiful humans did you believe,
The aeon of Aiwass was for you?
4. Necronatalenheten
Welcome to where the dead things are
Flesh fresh from the womb
Still warm, still kicking, still life..
The grief in the eyes of those who remain
Nekionatalenheten
-the shadow of death is filling the room
Nekionatalenheten
-where the voice of life is put to sleep
Nekionatalenheten
-the sun must pass the darkness rules
Nekionatalenheten
-where the angel of death claims its sacrifices
Nekionatalenheten
-an institution of death
Nekionatalenheten
-no life here only death is real
Nekionatalenheten
-feeling no presence only the stench of death
Nekionatalenheten
-no escaping by life only by death
As the new-born, still-born is put away
7 babies for the beast
dissecting, selecting the best pieces
Boiling the fat away
Gleaming bones in disturbing shapes
I shape with henzied precision
Hungering for perfection
I create
Science and madness
I reveal
The secrets of the flesh.
5. Perished In Pain
I once had a vision
A visionof hell
A clear blue flame
Burning throughout the universe
A massive force of ultimate evil
A destructive and tormenting flame
Wiping out all reason and sanity
An altering flame
A flame of corruption
So purifying and unholy
A withering maelstrom
Of endless havoc
Reaping its way
Throughtout the endless chaos of life
If this is hell
Then hell is not the end
I long to behold the infinity
And to harvest its secrets
(so) I spit in the eye of fear
And set sail on a sea of fire
Black winds of doom
Bring me to my destined desire
There is nothing
Nothing for a human mind
Only oblivion
And mankind..Destined to Perish..in Pain
An infernal contamination
Of sickness and pestilence
Of this flame chaos is bred
And through this flame it is spread
Chaos lies in its wake.
6. Singer Of Strange Songs
I told you about the world
Of how the stuggle for order and peace
and self-important hypocrisy fails
in the face of reality
And how there is no grand scheme
No rest for the living..only death
Chaos and the cold endless void
Is all that awaits..
We are all forgotten
We are all dust
We are all unimportant
We are all dead
No rest for the living..only death
You thought me mad
You wanted me to be like you,
To see the error of my ways..
So you told me things I knew were wrong
You showed me why I would never fit in
Why then, does what I have become surprise you?
Dreamer,
Prophet,
Singer of strange songs
I went my own twisted way
Mocked by the world
Feared by the righteous
But always where I wanted..
Now that all has changed,
And the night is colder
Now that life has shown its true colors
And you..
You are forgotten
You are old
You are unimportant
You are dead
Can you face the real truth?
Can you call me a madman anymore?
Do you regret your selfless life?
The things you could never do,
In fear of what others would think?
Do you see why I became a:
Dreamer,
Prophet,
Singer of strange songs.
7. Blood Is The Mortar
And then we back them down
Soulbound-human heid
Walking in the shadow of hell
At the hands of a sadist
Cast into pandemic years
Into utter night
Into darkness absolute
Bring them into fire
Strap them down among the bones
Heided to the slaughter
Through a maggot coated world
Through a tunnel of knives
Like an angel in a devil's den
Crawling out of the slime
(you) insectoid vermin
Bound upon the wheel of hell
See your neck upon the blades
Into utter darkness
Into impurity and hate
Massacre a dark paradise
Blood is the mortar
Forged upon bones of death
Infernal eternal infamy
Blood is the mortar
Lay waste this world in blasphemy
Through hasty pillars of green light
Through clouds of carrion flies
Let the world see me drag you to hell
And your soul wrenched from your body
It fills my heart with fury
Like a storm of brooding doom
To relish in the bloodspill
Worship your own butchers
Rising piles of the dead
From atop a mountain of skulls
Soulbound human heid
Deathmass in necrotic delights
Inhuman ritual tormentors
Rising in full majesty
Thirst for retribution
Spikes driven into flesh
Into utter darkness
Into a violent storm of death
8. Internal Winter
Ad Infermum
I was alone
The path lay before me
Illuminated by
the blood of those
Who went
The hard way
Silence appressive
Death imminent
Chaotic evil
Raping the order
Killing the light
Submit to your fears
Obsessed with your faults
Surrender to the darkness within
Initializing Armageddon
End of transmission
Massa di requiem per tellus
Amanged for choir & flesh
An eldritch chaos of demon cacophony
Such sweet disharmony
Almost sacred
In its blasphemy
Now..
To rest
To die
Sleep..
Perchance to dream
Of nightmares and coffin-worm
Such sprrow, then
To wake up
To be alive
Not dreaming
In a corpsecity beneath the waves..
Infernal Winter
No way to recapture the feeling
Cannot reclaim a crumbled throne
Cursed with awareness
Of a time that has died
Detached I sever the bonds
Adoming my shell with crimson threads
Attuning my flesh to my spirit
Revelling in the agony
My breath is chill
My blood is ice
My embrace the freezing death
Frozen to the core
Subzero emotions
So cold it burns
Let the cold penetrate you
Let the cold penetrate you
Let the cold..all the way..in.
9. The Blade
Caress me, gently
I feel your bite
The slithering motion
so serpentine
Cold
The river
Crimson
Pain floats away
The kiss of steel
The streams of life
Scarifaction art
Conceive the skin
Draining mortality
Drain all life
Enchanting the blade
to an exhorting play.
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