1. |
Lost Connection
03:20
|
|||
Lost Connection
Gleaming Transylvania!
So clear from this eternal homeland.
Anyway here everything is passing
Which derive from you and God.
In the roar of the wind you can hear
The hymn of the living dead and
The fog wanderer furies screams.
Give now power to the night's creatures
And your battle blessing for your
Faithful followers that our age to steep
In the orthodox blood.
In my veins blazing the power of hate ness.
In my soul are whirling the ghosts of my forefathers.
The fog is appeared from my forefathers' blood.
They had been deprived of their belief
But they went to death rather than praise the
Might of the God.
You have no future in the empire of fog.
Here has no power the force of the God.
|
||||
2. |
Unholy Land
05:26
|
|||
Unholy Land
You're roaming about the winter nights deep in the snow- covered
Forests, awaiting is reply.
You're searching yourself and someone, who lives inside you
And howling!
The graves among the trees are so greatly sad, they are the homes of the
Sorrow- stricken dead.
Your way among the planes is the tunnel of darkness, which is
Waiting for you.
Fog falls slowly, everything is obscured, winds blow through the world.
You're wrapped up in cold, black silence the valley of deepness.
Sun burns black you're filled with frosty emotions. Vale of tears
Has opened the gate.
Night has fallen for evermore, the stars deep their blackened eyes on
The decline of the light in the sight of Satan.
That's you who live inside your mind and hide her behind the trees
In the west, away from the living and feelings.
|
||||
3. |
Nature's Revenge
04:49
|
|||
Nature's Revenge
Our Soul flow towards a bloody earth called death.
We are coming from the world of sickness.
We are still alive, can't take more breath.
Society is trying to play chess on the globe called earth.
Cubic souls live in the sea through loneliness and damaged
Minds are demanded by every breath.
Postmodern miserable causes and gets.
Humanity will lose after the last one's end.
Making the sacrifice of the great vigorous.
Fall of this wrong- played empire chess
Your soul flow towards a bloody lake called death.
You are coming from the world of sickness.
You are still alive but can't take more breath...
|
||||
4. |
||||
Storm Above The Carpathians
Ominous clouds assemble above the bloody Earth.
He is here again we feel him everywhere.
In the early morning's mist wich
Dawns to the day, our dark religion
Bring us forward and our leader
Is the ancient, true god, Satan
Our free soul takes flight on the black
Horses of death
The prickly branches in the forests,
The evil shadows of the overcast sky.
The mortal winds of the glory and the
Ominous clouds of The Carpathians.
|
||||
5. |
Awaken
05:14
|
|||
Awaken
One of these days the trees shed their leaves
The flowers dry up and everything becomes gray
In the human heart and the night is falling.
We are standing on the top of a great hill, waiting for
The redemption.
When dark clouds covered with the seething whirl,
Open the gate between
Heavens and Earth. Earth and Hell.
Icy winds chill the world
The living will be dead
The dead will be alive
And children pray
This my vision between heavens and earth.
That's what I've seen in my damned dream.
This was my vision between heavens and earth that
Everything became dull gray and the night has fallen.
|
||||
6. |
The Curse
04:15
|
|||
The Curse
I curse your God!
I curse your son!
I curse your empire!
I curse!
Screaming winds between the mountains. Voice from over
The gates, which are waiting for the opening.
The sky without clouds is twinkling proudly in the light fall
Of the full moon.
Screams of souls are full of hate in the glorious flames of the
Damnation.
Oh, lord Satan the throne is yours
Hags are laughing around the altar which is older than time.
I don't have to be afraid because i am the child, the son
Of darkness
I was born in frost, at unholy place in holding hands of the night.
In the chilly lights of torches my knive is lightened, sacred by
Ancestors.
When time comes I have to cut a mark into myself as old God showed.
Time has come, I've done it...! I took my blood onto the altar.
Angels are burning in the flames of hate.
Twinkling lights are disappearing in the eternal darkness.
|
||||
7. |
Heathen Lament
04:48
|
|||
Heathen Lament
...Departing faint deep- black color showed on me
As the pain's wings are fluttering slowly inside of my soul.
The periodic breeze is scattering hardly and browning
Into oblivion as I will disappear like this way with my conviction
And faith
Something flies out of me but returns. It is opressing me
Trying to strangle me and it stops when become darkness.
The present will be the past and the past is:
Our soul moved into the orphanage and our faith
Fell into four pieces.
The faint black wind is scattering outside but a new one is born
As complaint like the rain with the storm and sheds painful tears
Of our nation...
|
||||
8. |
My Black Metal
03:28
|
|||
My Black Metal
Unholy dark vigours moved into my childish soul that time,
In that winter, that black winter day.
Metal thorns wounded my body and threw me towards the
Sad gray sky to introduce me, the new son of night who will
Be immortal with the night.
This is my black metal
Deep inside of my heart
Ever fight in my life
This is my black metal!
I have fallen down to hell on demon's wings where my
Black soul was branded by the Devil's song.
The tunes of the shade raised me up to the eternity and let
Me enjoy the bliss in another world when the Moon takes
My body granting for a long way with the stars.
When i die my soul will live longer and fly in a distant
World in the long ever shade, in that winter... In the winter
When all true things rise again.
|
||||
9. |
The flying back...
01:29
|
|||
Instrument
|
If you like Frost (Hungary), you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp