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Mayhem Rising
04:28
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In an icy land, under freezing skies
The realm of the Northern Way
A prophecy spoke that a band would rise;
The true disciples of Cain
Of Satanic mind and of Pagan blood,
Three warriors in the mists
In the year of Nineteen Eighty-Four
Forged a pact that could not be split
Necrobutcher, Manheim, Euronymous
Unleash Deathcrush!
The crypt of rays opens on the sabbath black,
Oden ride over Nordland, Mayhem join the attack!
The scene was young and the anger raw
From the Baltic Sea to the fjords
A society which had sidelined them
Would be spit on flaming swords
The immortals would rise and the emperor return
The cowards would kneel to the throne
The Christian invaders, their churches would burn
By the hammer of Thor and Satan’s tritone
Maniac, Occultus, Hellhammer
Claim thine crown of fire
Children of the damned, draw the ace from the pack.
Oden ride over Nordland, Mayhem join the attack!
By the decade’s end they had claimed their place
As black metal’s new chosen heirs
With a champion rode from far-off Stockholm
His face as pale as the dead...
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Death of the Black Heart
08:02
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Otherworldly, pallid flesh stretched across his bones
Corpse-dust clings and flies on wing surround him
His voice a knife, tearing at the ear with steely tones
Cattle’s blood and black kohl hide his features
From Stockholm ride to Oslo
A spirit in the night
His blackened heart as cold as winter’s bite
A childhood of agony
A life lived in twilight
The man that they called Dead was dead inside
This world, a dream from which the soul cannot be freed
So it seemed among the snows of Sweden
Out among the forests, Dead could fleetingly find peace
Before the world intruded once again
In Oslo found his brothers
Descend into Helvete
Long nights they worked under a freezing moon
As one they conquered Leipzig
The underground it shook
But for Dead success was just another tomb
The intoxicating power which death holds over men
Ensnared Euronymous as it had his friend
The Norseman’s dark obsessions, twisted manipulation
Pushed Sweden’s son towards his final end
Isolation
Withdraw from sight
Inhumation
Hide from the light
Sat alone in the dark
The bright steel piercing his veins
He never felt truly alive
With a gun to his head, he blew out his brains
‘Excuse the blood, but I have slit my wrists and neck.
It was my intention that I should die in the woods...
I belong in the woods and have always done so...
To give some semblance of an explanation: I am not a human...
It was too cold...
I did not come up with this now, but seventeen years ago.
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The Coming of the Count
06:58
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A cataclysmic shaking of the very earth,
As Sweden’s undead prodigy returns into the cold
The fabric of the forests shudders and recoils;
The Emperor of Darkness calls another to the fold
Whirlwinds, darkness, chaos as the cyclone hails his coming,
The night sky foretells ruin and the ending
Centuries of sorcery lie heavy on the earth
Hatred of the false god blinds the Norsemen to their purpose
Burzum agh dagalur Ghâsh durb-ishi ulûk
(Roughly: Darkness and demonic fire constrains and dominates them)
Cain’s devoted followers are far from solitude
The bleeding of the dead one spreads like wildfire
Soon word will reach the dark one and draw him to the fray
The Count begins his journey, following the moon
Through mountains and through forests, once Dead’s only refuge
The Devils of the dark north did not stop his path
No ice and frost blockade to waylay him in his task
Whilst wizards conjured dragons and keys to cosmic times,
Grishnackh and his blackened heart infiltrated Mayhem’s mind
Plans so dark and twisted, even beasts of the depths recoil
Euronymous’s twisted heart was enthralled at first sight
Whirlwinds, darkness, chaos as the cyclone hails his coming,
The nightsky lit by ruin and the burning
Centuries of sorcery imbue the land with rage
The Norsemen’s hate of the false god fuels the flames!
Hear the howling of the wolves, the wind carries the tale,
Of wooden temples in their falsehood, exposed and unmade
The fires of the mighty dragon forge an evil crown
The Emperor of Darkness is raised onto his throne
Deep in darkest Helvete, Euronymous arise,
The fires of pagan justice have brought Cain into the light!
With the burning of the shrines, the pieces were in place,
The evil games of demons dark would soon culminate
Death and fire all around, madness deep within
Grishnack’s twisted heart could lay waste unto the mountains
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Vengeance of Uppsala
05:55
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The Count is joined to Mayhem, and Oslo set ablaze
The whisperings of evil things that echoed in that place
Boil and bubble to the surface, hardening black hearts
Creatures of the night emerge to practice wicked arts
In Helvete the plotters gather, the Black Circle of the damned
Odin, Thor and Freyja are the symbols of their land
And with the pride of Lucifer, the unborn Morning Star
They hatch a scheme infernal, to reclaim who they are
Black skies over snow-white ground
The walkers in the dark
Lit pyres from sanctified firewood
And watched the flames burn bright
Fantoft, Skjold and Åsane
Were scoured from the Earth
Vengeance for crimes of Uppsala
Arise, the pagan light!
Filled with the fury of the gods, The Circle strikes its blows
Concealed no longer from the eyes of those whom they oppose
Grishnackh’s dark designs are spread, infecting all they touch
But some within the Circle yearn for a greater rush
While Euronymous and Ihsahn talk of gods beneath the earth
And Samoth walks with Grishnackh through the ashes of their work
Another black-girt warrior is about to sow the seeds
Of internecine bloodshed, the blackest of misdeeds
In a forest deep and dark
The first lifeblood was spilled
Obsessing over murder’s art
Faust embraced his need to kill
The knife he wielded slick with blood
As he left his victim there
In Lillehammer he would lie
With thirty-seven wounds
Word, it travelled through the scene
Of what Faust had done
A pact of secrecy was sworn
To keep it from the sun
But tales of death were music to
The ears of Count Grishnackh
With Fantoft’s blaze still in his eyes
He dreamed he could surpass
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Deathlike Silence
05:38
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GRISHNACKH: “Euronymous, you bastard, come out and face the night
You sold me out, your secret’s out, you can’t avoid this fight”
EURONYMOUS: “Varg, you fool, they lied to you, I would not betray my friend”
GRISHNACKH: “Then come outside, look me in the eye, and put my mind to rest”
From within the darkened depths, Euronymous emerged
The waxing moon outside hung low, and lit the scene with an eerie glow
Insults flew between the two, who once had sworn to stand
Side-by-side, brothers-in-arms, against the world until the end
GRISHNACKH: “You had planned to strike me down, to send me to join Dead
Would you place me, too, in a twisted pose, and hang the image by your bed?”
EURONYMOUS: “Or was it you, who plotted death, so envious of Faust?
Tell me Varg, how many times would you plunge the knife in my head?”
EURONYMOUS: “Go from here, and don’t turn back, or face the consequence”
And with that, Euronymous launched a kick at Grishnackh’s chest
With battle joined, the Count struck back, his knife pulled from its sheath
He stabbed his foe, who reeled with pain, and tried his best to leave
The Count gives chase
While Blackthorn waits
Pinning him at the foot of the stairs, Grishnackh snared his prey
Euronymous snarled like a cornered beast; he knew he’d had his day
Grishnackh stood above him
The blade came arcing down
Twenty-three times the knife bit flesh
They left him bleeding on the ground
Icy winds blow through the north
Tempers souls of men like steel
Fires of anger spread in waves
Pagan fury claims its first...kills (growled)
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Deavhronun Southampton, UK
Deavhronun - 'dethroned' in Tolkien's Black Speech - are a four-piece melodic black/death metal band. Originally hailing
from an undisclosed location beside the Sea of Nurnen, they are currently resident in Southampton, England for tax purposes.
Blending brutal riffs and slamming bass with ethereal orchestration, Deavhronun raise Cain in honour of Lucifer, Odinn or whatever god will have them.
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