Satyricon Deep Calleth upon Deep 1. Midnight Serpent Fire dance—in the morning sun Altars burn—we celebrate God of no gods—I'm slave of none I pledge to fight—your cause is mine Against—the against From soul to soul—I speak to you God of no gods—I'm slave of none I pledge to fight—your cause is mine Withered leaves fall towards frozen grounds Coiling, twist and turn Midnight Serpent do you fear my heart Blazing fire roar against the blackened sky Floating, hell and moor Midnight Serpent do you hear my cry Tundra swept—in my longing mind Mortal winds—the towers kneel Sunrise never came Withered leaves fall towards frozen grounds Coiling, twist and turn Midnight Serpent do you fear my heart Blazing fire roar against the blackened sky Floating, hell and moor Midnight Serpent do you hear my cry Against—the against Soul to soul Call of the wild Coast to coast Onboard the vessels we all know will get rocked And yet with shame sail forward hoping that none shall see It's demise Face of morbidiy spotted through the keyhole Unlocked by the persecuted who wants nothing but the sunlit meadows Liberate, extirpate, pull up by the root Let another song reverberate Above the winds, soaring Turn to the sun and let the cloak drop to the ground Sunrise never came It's cold again... 2. Blood Cracks Open The Ground At the gate of nightfall with the sword of ages comes the spring of darkness on the plains of nowhere blood runs hot with my buried fathers screams wounds scars tombs will to stand (to) stand alone face the loss face the glory now [spoken part:] River runs down the upstream light forcing its way, through the surface anarcy and free will thus spoke the elders Blood Cracks Open The Ground Ravens flee Pitch black Another mind Another dawn Blood Cracks Open the Ground Distant Roars Dying Stars Fading Blades Never forget At the gate of nightfall with the sword of ages comes the spring of darkness on the plains of nowhere blood runs hot with my buried fathers 3. To Your Brethren In The Dark Forgotten days, forgotten thoughts in the hour of chaos pass the torch to your brethren in the dark forever torn, forever gone through the mirror, of despair pass the torch to your brethren in the dark Tomorrows dream, tomorrows gleam its the burden in sorrow pass the torch to your brethren in the dark October sky, October leafs and the silence, of nightfall pass the torch to your brethren in the dark These stories, distant and untold These stories, of a world long gone gone To your brethren in the dark Nocturnal light, nocturnal cold on the mountain, now star it pass the torch to your brethren in the dark Eternal flight, Eternal void with the spirit of chaos pass the torch to your brethren in the dark These stories, distant, and untold these stories, of a world long gone 4. Deep Calleth Upon Deep In the darkest storm through the cold of night We hear the wolves cry at my chamber door The path of evermore from the dawn of time In the rain alone with your demons claw Now, let your brother help if the palace falls And the dragon dies we'll let the mothers mourn In the forest old, when the moon rises and the shadows fall Deep Calleth upon deep And in the forest old Deep Calleth upon deep With a fearless heart and no one's dream torn Just like the fire burns on the hillsides north You will tear the skies and we will never die In the forest old, when the moon rises and the shadows fall Deep Calleth upon deep And in the forest old Deep Calleth upon deep In the forest old, when the moon rises and the shadows fall Deep Calleth upon deep And in the forest old Deep Calleth upon deep 5. The Ghost Of Rome Through time, to the waters below My song, for the silence above The spirit of promise, on the table of stone Under my skin—all the life you have ever lived Seal the law and pierce through the haze of time The Ghost of Rome No life lost behind that veil—just the death of broken hearts The Ghost of Rome At night, in the temple we lost One throne for the kingdom forlorn The waves of North—No tail broken it is Over the wall—Veins rush from hate never trapped Seal the law and pierce through the haze of time The Ghost of Rome No life lost behind that veil—just the death of broken hearts The Ghost of Rome Through time, to the waters below The spirit of promise, on the table of stone Under my skin—all the life you have ever lived Seal the law and pierce through the haze of time The Ghost of Rome No life lost behind that veil—just the death of broken hearts The Ghost of Rome 6. Dissonant The nihilist trapped in the corner of his head Deconstruct and destroy (This), the pathway out of the corner of his head Troubled, warped and mislead Blasting through The winds of misery Hellbent and broken My energy, my strength My given right to march No deep unvisited Embrace the twisted Accursed or not It's Dissonant Flying high Above the storm Freight train coming Hellbent, broken and patched up The abyss of man His own worst enemy Where is the awe? Ambition stranded on the doorstep of hope Torn down by his (own) shadow The prince of darkness (His) distorted patterns across the landscape Dismantling the chord of pain The longest ride On the muddy roads of destiny Behold—it's the nihilist On the shores of madness My energy, my strength My given right to march Embrace the twisted It's dissonance 7. Black Wings And Withering Gloom Silently moving in the snow covered mountains of North Krieg—and the whispering cold winds of death, in the snow covered mountains of North Freedom, through the memories buried by time Silently moving in the snow covered mountains of North Cries—death will set me free, in the snow covered mountains of North Quietly breathing—knowing this is the day when our fire burns brighter than yours Memories fading Bloodthirst and truth Black wings and withering gloom And bloody broken feet In the throes of war with unscarred youth Death takes no prisoners Blood back to earth Silently--in the snow covered mountains of North Memories fading Bloodthirst and truth Black wings and withering gloom And bloody broken feet In the throes of war with unscarred youth Death takes no prisoners Blood back to earth No Triumph or glory in the painful suffering of loss No victor or king Just the bloosoaked armour of Tyr Set me free From the misery distorting my mind No triumph or glory, no victor or king Just the bloosoaked armour of Tyr Black wings and withering gloom And bloody broken feet In the throes of war with unscarred youth Death takes no prisoners Blood back to earth Ashes to ashes and dust to dust No son forsaken but many forgotten Their names written in the sand Black wings and withering gloom And bloody broken feet Silently--knowing this is our fate in the snow covered mountains of North 8. Burial Rite Hear the call Hear the winds Hear the trumpets Hear the hooves Trample and the earth shakes Broken with a cursed fate Lonely when the night wakes Naked and the waves break Leviathan The seabed rumbles Heads bow mourning it's the Burial Rite Sound of fear Sound of fortune Beast of pain Beast of hunger Leviathan—let's hear the Burial Rite! Lonely when the night wakes Naked and the waves break Leviathan The seabed rumbles Heads bow mourning it's the Burial Rite World of storms World of promise Trail of death Trail of sorrow Deep down there Now Lonely when the night wakes Naked and the waves break Leviathan The seabed rumbles Lurking deep In the soul of man Naked and the waves break Leviathan The seabed rumbles “How shall the Burial Rite be read? The solemn song be sung”? Trample and the earth shakes Broken with a cursed fate It's the Burial Rite