LANOIRE - Dawn Of A New Age
New Age
If the last pale moon rose
you would see
that all these things
you have believed in
crumble into dust.
You would feel the last battle is near.
The absolutely good things
fight against (the) profounded bad things.
White turns into black.
Good turns into bad.
This is the great day of the lamb and Satan.
On this day war is your desire.
The ocean would be colored into blood-red
and mountains would explode.
At this time my friend we stand united
under the banner of blasphemy
under the sign of hell.
Listen for the war sound
which comes
to all places in the world
and destroys all people
who act in the name of God...
__________
Oppression By
The Beast
Start dreaming...
A gloomy sunrise to see
from the rocks of monotony
with its woods of uncertainty.
Mindless living... The Beast
Oppression by the Beast
...just dreaming...
see the scenery - indisposition kills
realize the Beast
The Beast's fortress conceals the horizon
where the ocean of black tears
joins to heaven.
The Beast... Oppression
Mindless - they walk the same way day in day out.
insipid breathing - invulnerable visions
Cold petrified people dig their own graves...
Only whining voices
dry black tears - like a torrent
wistful faces - without any aim
Oppression...
The twilight of perception
Only whining voices
dry black tears - like a torrent
wistful faces - without any aim
Dream or reality?
__________
Nordic
The cold nordic forest, my throne
where black spirits are strong
and the dimensions for black magic are born.
The highlands where my castle stands proudly
where I can breathe.
I see the wounds in me cause my throne burns
and my castle stands on crumbling ground.
And they all look around from the loss of my empyrium.
The blind existence will dismember
the cold souls of the north.
And that is why
I feel strangled.
And they all look around from the loss of my empyrium.
Nordic - when your tide is coming
and your winds rage
when your thunder roars.
In the sign of nemesis
all nordic souls and life's
will hunt them down
...