The Death EP

Deadline
It was just another stupid little fight, I'm wakened by your crying at night. Always used to like a rocky ride, but the pain you feel it burns me inside. You don't have to stay, but you do. Because I say that I love you. Soon enough now, you will see: I am sworn to be your enemy. I can see them starving on the TV screen, they're thinking why's the world so mean. Now there's no more places they can hide, and the pain you feel it burns me inside. You don't have to live, but you do. Because you think you'll make it through. In the end, though, you will see: I am sworn to be your enemy. And there's a mirror on my bedroom wall, the man inside he looks so small. Why does he stand there with his broken pride, oh the pain he feels it burns me inside. You don't have stare, but you do. So I'm just staring back at you. And never ever will you see: I am sworn to be your enemy.

Darkness Part One
Why is the snow so white, why is the sun so bright. Why is the wind so sweet, when terror is waiting underneath. Why do they love the light, why do they fear the night. Why won't they let me be, the one to make them really see. I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here. Why can't they see what's real, why try to stop the deal. Why try to stop the night, to kill the light in just one fight. Don't try to run away, don't try to say a prayer. Don't even try to hide, fire and darkness is by your side. I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here. Darkness is what gives you hope. Fire is the greatest dope. Fear is the one for you. Don't run away, just say "I do". I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here.
Lyrics by Are Stenberg

Hang 'Em High
They tell me that I should go find Jesus, open up confess all of my sins. But I don't even know that sorry bastard, so why should I say anything to him. Tired of their endless lie, some day I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for them to die, some day I'll hang 'em high. They pray for that poor old unbeliever, hope he will wake up and see the light. But I don't have no time for all those losers, my lord will always be the darkest night. Laughing at their meanings, spitting on their graves, soon no one will be singing "Jesus saves". Tired of their endless lie, today I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for them to die, today I'll hang 'em high.

The Justice Song
Can you hear them screaming, it is justice being done. The rapist's raped, the killer's killed, the thief is on the run. A man abused his daughter, he can't do it anymore. At gunpoint the dealer's dealt with, licking his dust from off the floor. The lying politicians are now hanging from the rope. The guy who killed for money didn't live to even hope. Can you hear them screaming, it is justice being done. The rapist's raped, the killer's killed, the thief is on the run.

Lady Death
Lady Death, I'm sleeping in your arms tonight. Emptiness, the world is falling down outside. Why did you wait so long, to bring me home. I smell the dark, touch the dreams I could never find. Lady Death, I'm sleeping in your arms tonight. Why did you wait so long, to bring me home. Stop the time, no need to rush things anymore. I close my eyes, this is the place where I belong. Why did you wait so long, to bring me home.

All The Sinners Are Sleeping Now

On Your Knees
I want you on your knees my love, so fold your hands to lord above. But it won’t help you in this time, of misery and broken faith. The dark is closing in once more, and as you reach out for the door. Your feet they stumble and you fall, into a world not meant to be. You sing the song of sorrow, but no one sings along. And you will hate tomorrow, with all that you did wrong. I want you on your knees my love, and I know what you’re thinking of. You hope the sorrow never ends, and I can say it never will. So now we’re both down on our knees, to worship and to do as pleased. And through your tears you see me smile, you have your god I have mine. You sing the song of sorrow, but no one sings along. And you will hate tomorrow, with all that you did wrong.

Sealing Fates
Her days would make you cry, her nights would make you bleed. The world has left her dry, too late she saw the greed. She tried to run away, she tried to make them feel. But soon the sky turned grey, the pain was just too real. Can you sleep at night, with all the things you see. I hope you dream this night, about how death will be. Can you sleep at night, knowing you stood still. I hope you dream this night, about the souls you kill.

Sometimes I Bleed
Believe me, I have seen the pain. Just listen, it pours down like the rain. My father, let night come to me. Stars falling, ‘cause darkness makes me see. No more a burden for the world, I’m an angel. And now you know sometimes I bleed, I’m an angel. Words fading, don’t care much anyway. No feelings, for anything they say. Forgive me, for what I have to do. Start hoping, now it’s all up to you. No more a burden for the world, I’m an angel. And now you know sometimes I bleed, I’m an angel.

Walk The Other Way
Stop playing children, you’re in his sight. Don’t make a sound when he’s around. You’d like to know him, the next door grey old man. Remember what you mothers say: Walk the other way. Your fathers hate him and your mothers talk. Their eyes are fearful like his past. His hate is endless and his touch is cold. Remember what your mothers say: Walk the other way.

The War Is Over
The war is over now, now you can rest. Rest in your peaceful grave, and I can move along again. Now all the pain is gone, gone far from here. Here there’s just endless sleep, and you can now dream on again. The leaves are falling now, now you can fly. Fly where no eye can see, and I can cry my tears again. No god is watching you, you are alone. Alone and draped in death, and we will never meet again. The war is over now, now you can rest. Rest in your peaceful grave, and I can move along again.

The Coffee's Cold In The Morning, The Beer's Warm At Night

Any Other Day
Rain’s been falling for days now, and the cold is closing in. No clean shirts in the closet, and the hair is growing thin. The coffee’s cold in the morning, and the beer’s warm at night. No good news in the paper, yeah, the world’s a sorry sight. Cheer up, old pal, there’s so much more to life than this. Turn on the lights, try to forget the things you miss. No whisky breaking the ice now, and no vodka in the coke. The pile of bills it keeps rising, well, it’s just a goddamn joke. Try to cry without laughing, still it’s hard to break a smile. Waking up every morning, wond’ring if it’s all worthwile. Cheer up, old pal, there’s so much more to life than this. Turn on the lights, try to forget the things you miss.

Barbed Wire Tight
I’m tangled up in something weird, something I can’t stop. Something drags me down and out and beats me till I drop. I try to fight an unknown fear but cannot find the way. I try to run, I try to hide but hell no, I won’t pray. Every night, with barbed wire tight, I feel it in my brain. ‘Cause every fight, against the light, makes me more insane. I’ve tried to worship light of day, I’ve tried to find the clue. But everytime it knocked me down, Darkness where are you? I felt the light burn in my eyes, it seemed to never end. But I stood straight and took the pain, my pride would never bend. Every night, with barbed wire tight, I feel it in my brain. ‘Cause every fight, against the light, makes me more insane. Every day I see the same, I feel it loose control. Yet another day the light tries to save a soul. “You will never get my soul!” I shouted to the sun. “Cause every day you try to win I fight and have great fun.” Every night, with barbed wire tight, I feel it in my brain. ‘Cause every fight, against the light, makes me more insane. The pain inside just gives me strength, the pain just makes things clear. I will never cherish light, until the end is here!
Lyrics by Are Stenberg.

Ballad To The Harvest
Hail dark shadow, hail black death. Can you smell the grim reapers breath. Armageddon by nuclear war, just imagine all this no more. Fear feeding, eyes bleeding. Chaos storming in. Blood churning, guts burning. This battle he will win. Great great grandma, unborn child. We all perish, both tame and wild. Mad creations, man-made hell. It’s the end and it’s just as well. Earth quaking, bones breaking. Angel of death is here. Souls grieving, lives leaving. No time to save your dear. Fear feeding, eyes bleeding. Chaos storming in. Blood churning, guts burning. This battle he will win.

World Of Pain
This is a new beginning, some say “the Golden Dawn”. Time for the axe of justice to weed out mankind’s spawn. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercy’s nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain. There’s no reward in heaven, no man is born again. There’s only one rule standing: The Devil hunts the men. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercy’s nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain. You’d better pray this evening, you’d better show remorse. Soon you will see him coming, the rider on his horse. The guilty beg for mercy, but mercy’s nowhere to be found. Then there will come a world of pain.

Darling Meet Demise
The house was haunted with aggression night and day. Soon there would be no healthy reason left to stay. This time he saw right through the schizophrenic lies. With shaking finger he said darling meet demise. And happy days just fly away, make room for anger and dismay. There comes a time when they must pay, the flesh is weak. Out on the street he pulled the trigger once again. No wasting time now, he’s the fox and they’re the hen. Just out of nowhere came an old friend passing by. But when the fuse has blown, then old friends too must die. There was a reason after all, that he should take this ugly fall. There comes a time when they must crawl, the flesh is weak. The gun is empty in his hand, he looks upon this nomansland. There comes a time when none can stand, the flesh is weak.

The Grave
I see seasons come and go on their own. I have seen you here before all alone. If I say that I’m a friend it’s a lie. When you meet me next time, then don’t ask why. Moonlight makes me someone else every time. Can’t explain the sense of loss when churchbells chime. Some ships never reach the shore, I am told. They just sail the void for stars to behold. Those arriving in my arms, lost the glow. Right or wrong means nothing here, you should know. Time stands still when winter comes, crystal sky. And I claim the right to hope that memories die. Countless secrets in the ground, lost and gone. Don’t you see, my child, here we are as one.

When The Raven Spoke My Name
Deep woods the lights were dimming, above the moon was swimming by. Like she knew what I had done. As I walked on weak and blind, from the things I left behind. Then the raven spoke my name, nothing since has been the same. I saw black wings descending, would this be my impending doom. Could it wash my sins away. As I walked on weak and blind, from the things I left behind. Then the raven spoke my name, nothing since has been the same.

Skeleton
Slow recessitate, to the earth we deliver. Once you hesitate, morals tremble and shiver. They abominate, what is seen in the distance. Who will dominate, show at least some resistance. Why necessitate, it’s already abundant. And to contemplate, it is long since redundant. Maggots infiltrate, it is time to start sharing. Vultures propagate, what a burden they’re bearing. Slow recessitate, to the earth we deliver. Once you hesitate, morals tremble and shiver. Maggots infiltrate, it is time to start sharing. Vultures propagate, what a burden they’re bearing.

Summer Went South
Here I stand before you, not much more than skin and bones. All I see around me, endless fields of dust and stone. Just for a moment it seems that somehow things will look up, but that feeling’s gone now. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. How I love a secret, if the secret’s never told. How I love the flowers, if the flowers don’t unfold. Look to the far side and seize the essence. Everything’s dark, then you know my presence. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. There I stood before you, not much more than skin and bones. I heard summer fading, into autumn’s dismal tones. Just for a moment the tide was turning, then came the frost with its cold, blue burning. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands.

Hoof & Horn

Heathen Ground
In this world a single eye is watching, ravens carry news to chief of gods. Thunder cracks the sky above the mountains, you just need to close your eyes to feel the hammer fall now. Golden fields spread out beyond the woodland, long dead kings are buried under mound. Path to well of wisdom lies before you, keep your senses sharp and hide your weapons under your cloak. Runes carved in tree and stone, you walk on heathen ground. Along forgotten roads, you walk on heathen ground. Smoke is dancing on the lake this evening, and the wolves they hide among the trees. Shades of red are forming in the skyline, lift your head, soon you will see the signal fires burn high. By the campfire eyes glow with the embers, sleepless dreams of warriors at sea. Soon enough the frost will take its hold here, comes the icy wind from north or comes it from within you. Through woods and open plains, you walk on heathen ground. The longing grips you now, you walk on heathen ground. Suddenly the rays of light grow brighter, horse's hooves are heard, eight of the kind. Mind is strong but muscle force is fading, death has come too soon again but your lips form a last smile. A final toast your cups are almost empty, brothers hailing as you leave the hall. See the beauty of the land around you, wisdom is to know inside that you have found your home here. Runes carved in tree and stone, you walk on heathen ground. Along forgotten roads, you walk on heathen ground. Through woods and open plains, you walk on heathen ground. The longing grips you now, you walk on heathen ground.

The Endlessness
Stir the kettle my little friend, stir the kettle and see the end. All the sinners are sleeping now, all the sinners are sleeping now. Pass the bottle my brother dear, pass the bottle and fight your fear. All the monsters are hiding now, all the monsters are hiding now. Feel the fire my sister sweet, feel the fire and steal its heat. All the demons are crying now, all the demons are crying now. Are you ready it's time to go, are you ready we'll take it slow. All the gateways are closing now, all the gateways are closing now.

Ruin
Have you seen the sky as dark as this before, ancient gods preparing for the war. Hear the distant pounding of the drums below, we all knew the torment would be slow. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin. Like a spell of magic there they come, the hordes, children of the abyss and their lords. Blessed now are the ones who cannot see those eyes, blessed is he who cannot hear their lies. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin. Never saw the sky as dark as this before, ancient gods returning from the war. Hear the fading thunder of the drums below, we all knew the torment would be slow. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin.

North

And The Bells Are Ringing Doom
Prophecy written in horrible rime. The witches are burning the preachers this time. Scavengers feast on the bloody remains. And the pillars of earth, all in ruins are lain. Sacrificed, crucified, hate on display. As the twilight of gods now is coming this way. And the nightsky that held so much beauty before. It now holds the promise of beauty no more. When our dreams are dying, and the bells are ringing doom. Will you come with me, to the great black sea. When the mist is rising, and the world is laid to rest. We will go down deep, to eternal sleep. Stone upon stone will be laid on our souls. As the bell of damnation and terror now tolls. Corpses are piled and the fires burn high. A dead eye see clear revelations flash by. Master and servant let go of their lives. This genocide no one can hope to survive. And the nightsky that held so much beauty before. It now holds the promise of beauty no more. When our faith is dying, and the bells are ringing doom. Will you come with me, to the great black sea. When the mist is rising, and the world is laid to rest. We will go down deep, to eternal sleep.

North
Wheels turning, the sun is high and dries the soil. Now hopes are rising in the clan. Hard hunger, their number's smaller than before. The search is coming to an end. Long winters make them strong in will and flesh. But welcome is the smell of spring. Wind whispers to the women and the men. And tells them where to lay their hearts. Gods gather, and bring fortune to us all. North rising, hear the ravens and their call. Brave thunder, draw your wealth down on this earth. Let the sun then guild the seas. Great hunter, offer guidance, give us strength. Under runes we all will dream. Seek answers, those of faith will understand. Tree of life will still grow tall. Move onward, when the time comes we will go. Rest with all those gone before. Gods gather, and bring fortune to us all. North rising, hear the ravens and their call.

Darkness Part Two
Wings spread over kingdom once a hallowed place. Darkness lays her cloak and hides my grinning face. Nightlord opens doors to let me know his hell. Blood runs in my trail there's no soul left to sell. Now the underworld it beckons right before my eyes Apparitions come and go. Here the winter's everlasting and the sun is gone. Darkness high and darkness low. Farewell to the world that empty shallow place. Shipwreck spirits singing longing for the days. Black books write themselves, I fill another glass. Laughing I await my gloomy days to pass. Now the underworld it beckons right before my eyes. Apparitions come and go Here the winter's everlasting and the sun is gone. Darkness high and darkness low.

The Men Of Gallow Proud
A final drink to end the day, a waning moon to light the way. The hair it falls into my eyes, and soon the last clear mem'ry dies. Then somewhere off the reg'lar track I sense some sort of foul attack. There right atop a hill they call The Gallow Proud stands a crowd. I find a place to watch the scene, and try to fight a fear so mean. The crowd grows bigger as I wait, now all I have to trust is fate. 'Cause legend says that all the grudge of men hanged right there by the judge - someday will bring them back to life, and in the night make things right. And now I see the ghouls move down, I get the feeling I will drown. But legend says the pure and grand will all be spared, so I still stand. Now sober'd up by eyes that burn, suddenly I see one of them turn He walks this way, flashing an axe, I hear a crack - then all is black.