Ragnarok (NO) Collectors Of The King 1. Resurrection 2. Stabbed By The Horns Gasping in the night, stabbed by the horns Moans beneath the pentagram, fuelling the spirit of the ritual Shivers hanging from the cross Blood streaming from the signs on your chest Possessive hands coming forth from the night Strapped before the signs of Hell You're shivering, goose bumped shivering Split your legs apart, riding the thorns, eyes white rolling in possession For the shadow you shall spread, pulled to the horned, forcing penetration Horned for the beast, for me the path growing stronger Choke hold victory... choke hold victory... Gasping in the night, fulfillment, stabbed by the horns Screams beneath the pentagram, stabbed by the horns Screams beneath the pentagram, hanging upon the inverted cross Raw mercy laid down, occult madness and rituals Goring glory rising the dead, mirroring future in my eyes You're shivering, no escaping the spells, your shivering is the pleasure Choke hold victory... choke hold victory... 3. Burning The Earth Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within Fire sweeping the earth, ruining the soil, as the rage strikes upon you Fire, bleeding fire, smoke burying breathing living remains, covering your remains Spirits from below rushing from the caves, setting fire to the sky Turning ancient wisdom against the earth Satan opening the gates, embrace the fires towards your skin Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within Glory, spitting fire, never again Raging Antichrist burning the earth - fire! Fire sweeping the earth, cracking the soil, as the rages strikes upon you Fire, bleeding fire, smoke burning breathing living remains, covering your remains Enter the gates, see the force arising Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within 4. In Honour Of Satan The rites of black candles and death, the scent of blood and incense Through the smoke of the burning cauldron, I call upon Thee Him who absorbs the light, Mephisto, I pronounce your blasphemic name He who enjoys the stench of sulphur, Satan I demand your powers to serve my will, I perform the evil dance As thou danced before Solomon, o mighty Belial Kingdom of God is open for me I desecrate the holy gate in honour of Satan I indulge in perversion and sin Oh, great lord Lucifer, grant fulfilment upon my desires My soul is the key to Satan's kingdom of magic In honour of Satan, demons rejoice In honour of Satan, I spill blood, the blood of man In honour of Satan, demons rejoice In honour of Satan, I spill blood, the blood of man 5. Collectors Of The King Kneel down from the whispers of the demon Within the flames searching deeper in this force, incense of madness and lust Drawn, so close, to the gates, your streaming possessively shivers Overwhelming your senses, you're suffering the teeth clinching rage Born of demon, fear Revile for me the lusts, fall for the gates of Satan For the man, there has never been nothing Still bowing through the winds of dust Forever in time shall their knees face the flames Awaiting the collectors of the king Revile for me the lusts, fall for the gates, set you in the trance Rites upon the man Forever doomed to serve, reaching in for the flesh and lost Bowing your heads for no mercy For the man, there has never been nothing Still bowing through the winds of dust Forever in time shall their knees face the flames Awaiting the collectors of the king Forever they serve in honor of the one, so merciless upon the slaves of the light Forth from the mist, serve the might of Satan 6. Eternal Damnation So pure the passions, overwhelming the shattered remains, all lost for the once so giving Searching further, far from the soil, there is nothing left, no light for the living Reaching out in hope, stretching out towards blackened skies Thunder hunting down your whispers towards the heavens The eye can see the dooming of dreams, cracking through the false, the mountain overwhelming With the angels seduced through unholy rites, your wounds are open and starving, terror upon you, feeding the terror Falling from the sky, the ashes of heaven The wind sweeping away the spirits of Christ Lonely lies the prays, forgotten are the symbols of a brighter distance Feast upon the slaves, the king of temptation... the king of temptation... Hordes of demon possessed, crawling in masses, feeding the fires arising from the depths Ravens swirling the empty landscapes, the dark lord harvest through the possessed Fall for ruler of the earth, Satan Masses of chaos, inflicting the eternal damnation Masses of war, ending all 7. The Ancient Crown Of Glory Sick senses and the arms straight out in the dark His silence, screaming without a sound Bowing his head setting the crown on the right, slowly turning The eyes of glory, the old one you never knew, the eyes you never knew Gazing from the shadow, crippled hands towards your skin Moving in for the slashing, rushing through the light The man is silent, yet the chaos overwhelming, serving the greater The man you knew so well Forcing your eyes to open, where lies remains of the harvesting of the damned Madman serving hellish winds, the old man drooling, on his once own blood The eyes you never knew Ripping your wounds, who is the tailor of these, macabre, senses of death Rattling your bones, from what raises the spells setting fire to the flesh The eyes you never knew Forcing your eyes to open, no remains beyond the harvest Madman serves the hellish winds, old man's ancient crown of glory, glory Sathanas 8. May Madness Hunt You Down Death, screaming without a sound Wizards of madness, commanding beasts May madness hunt you down Raging through the dusty air Fallen far behind, these symbols of God Empty landscapes to fill with passion of the temptator Apocalyptic dreams, awaking the depths Suffocated dreamers, enlightening the portal Through me, enriching the mind The winds carving souls, eternal breaths of nothing Through me, enriching the mind The path, bright before you I stand Through me, enriching the mind Only I search out the key for the one to enter The path, searching for the codes, may madness hunt you down The path, bright before you I stand Death, screaming without a sound Wizards of madness, commanding beasts May madness hunt you down Raging through the dusty air Through me, enriching the mind The winds carving souls, eternal breaths of nothing Through me, enriching the mind The path, bright before you I stand 9. Wisdom Of Perfection