satyricon’un 1993 tarihli dark medieval times albümünden...
as i walk
with a spirit
into the binding forest
in fog and darkness
i walk
i disappear
into the mighty forest
it’s beyond the sweet
and tainted landscapes
the shadow walking
your sanctity
soughts the story
of generations
satyricon’un 1993 tarihli dark medieval times albümünden enstrümantel bir çalışma.
satyricon’un 1993 tarihli dark medieval times albümünden enstrümantel bir çalışma.
satyricon’un 1993 tarihli dark medieval times albümünden...
in the devoid of sorrow
the air and my heart full of luster
behind the mountains
blasphemy to the gates
right passed easy talk
we can wait again walk the path of sorrow
let the turn of search bring you away
ahhhhh!
two shades of the midnight fire
in the night sky
you waiting child walk with me
walk by side of fall
the essence to open those gates
and still we must walk the path of sorrow
in the devoid of sorrow
the air and my heart full of luster
behind the mountains
blasphemy to the gates
right passed easy talk
we can wait again walk the path of sorrow
let the turn of search bring you away
ahhhhh!
two shades of the midnight fire
in the night sky
you waiting child walk with me
walk by side of fall
the essence to open those gates
and still we must walk the path of sorrow
1993 tarihli satyricon albümü ve albüme ismine veren parça.
walk the path of sorrow
dark medieval times
skyggedans (shadowdance)
min hyllest til vinterland (my tribute to the winterland)
into the mighty forest
the dark castle in the deep forest
taakeslottet (the fogcastle)
the secret lights in the sky
vision
all one
it seems
the blades are sharpened
they will all learn
yes, destroy your dream
your desert of dreams
it’s undeserved
for dark medieval times
here, upon the hill
you all find wisdom
waiting for a lot of
endless screaming
ending
desert of dreams
eternity in your dreams
here you are
dark medieval times
walk the path of sorrow
dark medieval times
skyggedans (shadowdance)
min hyllest til vinterland (my tribute to the winterland)
into the mighty forest
the dark castle in the deep forest
taakeslottet (the fogcastle)
the secret lights in the sky
vision
all one
it seems
the blades are sharpened
they will all learn
yes, destroy your dream
your desert of dreams
it’s undeserved
for dark medieval times
here, upon the hill
you all find wisdom
waiting for a lot of
endless screaming
ending
desert of dreams
eternity in your dreams
here you are
dark medieval times
konuşmaları ve yazılarını anlayabilmek bir yana , anlamayı haketmek gerekir diye düşündüğüm büyük teorisyen.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
dying into a dance,
dismal the tide of woes,
your eyes still can’t see
a wave in the foaming streams
turned loose our prayings son.
the crawling snakes of massacre mesmerize the worn-out.
blood and grey skies entwined
we gathered the first drop after the bite
and spilled the poison
over
the earth.
the taste of rain was bitter
the crawling snakes of massacre mesmerize the worn-out.
blood and grey skies entwined.
dying into a dance,
dismal the tide of woes,
your eyes still can’t see
a wave in the foaming streams
turned loose our prayings son.
the crawling snakes of massacre mesmerize the worn-out.
blood and grey skies entwined
we gathered the first drop after the bite
and spilled the poison
over
the earth.
the taste of rain was bitter
the crawling snakes of massacre mesmerize the worn-out.
blood and grey skies entwined.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden leziz bir enstrümantel çalışma...
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
hollowed by the pain,
i feel the rage coming in
suffocating waves.
as a wreck in the streams of my bloodied kin’s blood,
i dreamt of timessaturnine when the festring might
enflamed our hearts to the point where the lacerating
was a joy...
it was a joy!
and then, whenthe vision’s gone
and death’s unformed,
i am torn.
our eyes are enslaved by the sight of the pyres,
cast under the yoke of our own death.
uttermost the drugs that have led us thus far
the eyes, the poison, the vision, the might,
but still we dont probe the silence.
here i am rolled and rolled by the stream.
the state of foam,
the moaning of the winds.
over
the
cracked roads,
through the reeds
of the
marches,
hollow voices
blow
and the leaves
bow down
to
other masters.
hollowed by the pain,
i feel the rage coming in
suffocating waves.
as a wreck in the streams of my bloodied kin’s blood,
i dreamt of timessaturnine when the festring might
enflamed our hearts to the point where the lacerating
was a joy...
it was a joy!
and then, whenthe vision’s gone
and death’s unformed,
i am torn.
our eyes are enslaved by the sight of the pyres,
cast under the yoke of our own death.
uttermost the drugs that have led us thus far
the eyes, the poison, the vision, the might,
but still we dont probe the silence.
here i am rolled and rolled by the stream.
the state of foam,
the moaning of the winds.
over
the
cracked roads,
through the reeds
of the
marches,
hollow voices
blow
and the leaves
bow down
to
other masters.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
le corps n’en finissent pas de bruler
onde de sang, vent ardent.
i rolled like the sand
the
water
unfurls.
we are the everdead, the spark in the air.
dust and water,
the blood of the harvest
and aimless on those muddy fields,
we wandered all night.
the columns of ashes
from the pyres draw
a solemn temple
we have reached the altar.
les corps n’en finissent pas de bruler.
le corps n’en finissent pas de bruler
onde de sang, vent ardent.
i rolled like the sand
the
water
unfurls.
we are the everdead, the spark in the air.
dust and water,
the blood of the harvest
and aimless on those muddy fields,
we wandered all night.
the columns of ashes
from the pyres draw
a solemn temple
we have reached the altar.
les corps n’en finissent pas de bruler.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
gözlerin kapatılıp dinlenmesi tavsiye edilir.
gözlerin kapatılıp dinlenmesi tavsiye edilir.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
the joys of sleepless nights are awaiting you.
the son of morn may cry and never reach you.
i have seen the veil,
i have seen the grave,
the rain it came
and silence covers all.
the drop like spears, this hollowed chest
these salty eyes that never rest.
they have seen this world
they have seen the dead,
the night is came
and silence covers all.
o praise the moon
don’t await the dawn
the river’s stream, the glimmering sky
i wandered all alone.
o sweet hemlock kiss,
the poisonsea burns
and silence covers all.
you turn, you shiver
your skin so pale, your breath so cold
i have been longing for your love,
i have been trying not to loose you.
come, come, fear not...
the son of morn may cry, he will never reach us.
thus is the promise of the winds.
the joys of sleepless nights are awaiting you.
the son of morn may cry and never reach you.
i have seen the veil,
i have seen the grave,
the rain it came
and silence covers all.
the drop like spears, this hollowed chest
these salty eyes that never rest.
they have seen this world
they have seen the dead,
the night is came
and silence covers all.
o praise the moon
don’t await the dawn
the river’s stream, the glimmering sky
i wandered all alone.
o sweet hemlock kiss,
the poisonsea burns
and silence covers all.
you turn, you shiver
your skin so pale, your breath so cold
i have been longing for your love,
i have been trying not to loose you.
come, come, fear not...
the son of morn may cry, he will never reach us.
thus is the promise of the winds.
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
drunk of our blood, a sky’s faded.
we burned like lions with
ares in their eyes
but it is only in songs
that i envy the winds.
o let the scatter
my heart
among the ruins.
ashes the cold,
the silent cast in stone,
lifeless the corpse,
the stench, the horor.
i pouredinto the vial of life the terror of living, the worst poison of all.
depart from us or we will leave you
in the raining fire above.
we were so proud in your pale masquerade
and we were lured by your glimmering shade.
we burn like lions with ares in their eyes
but it is only in songs that i envy the winds.
o let them scatter my heart among the ryins.
drunk of our blood, a sky’s faded.
we burned like lions with
ares in their eyes
but it is only in songs
that i envy the winds.
o let the scatter
my heart
among the ruins.
ashes the cold,
the silent cast in stone,
lifeless the corpse,
the stench, the horor.
i pouredinto the vial of life the terror of living, the worst poison of all.
depart from us or we will leave you
in the raining fire above.
we were so proud in your pale masquerade
and we were lured by your glimmering shade.
we burn like lions with ares in their eyes
but it is only in songs that i envy the winds.
o let them scatter my heart among the ryins.
albüme ismini veren aşmış parça.
sunwar, the dead walked into the sand
watch! the winds are dawning.
march with the streams of awe.
prince phobos i tear your wings
released from the poisons of your grieves,
i am a front, an army of joy,
a century of burning.
forth on this crawling sea,
i kill, i don’t forget their shatterd lives
the perished shall pass alongmy shores,
they can’t stand your eyes.
raining down under the waves of blood
i chaos, i sunwar
purple grains attached to linen of war
sunwar the dead
in every deep, every ocean,
in every stream, every river
we have sailed our way,
the storm has led us this far.
we slay and slay,
we shatter and acatter
carnage
watch! the winds are swirlringm
rest, let the night fall on your eyes.
- o the night in your dying eyes -
but never long for slumber and mourning.
raining down under the waves of blood
i chaos, i sunwar
purple grains attached tolinen soil
i roll, idrown into the chasms of war
sunwar, sunwar, sunwar,
i chaos, i sunwar
sunwar, the dead walked into the sand
watch! the winds are dawning.
march with the streams of awe.
prince phobos i tear your wings
released from the poisons of your grieves,
i am a front, an army of joy,
a century of burning.
forth on this crawling sea,
i kill, i don’t forget their shatterd lives
the perished shall pass alongmy shores,
they can’t stand your eyes.
raining down under the waves of blood
i chaos, i sunwar
purple grains attached to linen of war
sunwar the dead
in every deep, every ocean,
in every stream, every river
we have sailed our way,
the storm has led us this far.
we slay and slay,
we shatter and acatter
carnage
watch! the winds are swirlringm
rest, let the night fall on your eyes.
- o the night in your dying eyes -
but never long for slumber and mourning.
raining down under the waves of blood
i chaos, i sunwar
purple grains attached tolinen soil
i roll, idrown into the chasms of war
sunwar, sunwar, sunwar,
i chaos, i sunwar
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden...
exhausted
dying into a dance,
the wait will be over soon.
the vision is gone, what is left to see?
a poison for the eye, a cure for the heart
and the end of all faith.
"qu’est pour nous, mon caeur, que les nappes de sang
et de braise, et mille meurtres, et les longs cris
de rage, sanglots de tout enfer renversant
tout ordre; et l’aquilon encor sur les debris
et toute vengeance? rien!..."
je n’aimerais pas mourir sur de tels rivages,
sous des cieux si vides
qu ne brule nulle promesse
... soleil-guerre, onde de sang...
exhausted
dying into a dance,
the wait will be over soon.
the vision is gone, what is left to see?
a poison for the eye, a cure for the heart
and the end of all faith.
"qu’est pour nous, mon caeur, que les nappes de sang
et de braise, et mille meurtres, et les longs cris
de rage, sanglots de tout enfer renversant
tout ordre; et l’aquilon encor sur les debris
et toute vengeance? rien!..."
je n’aimerais pas mourir sur de tels rivages,
sous des cieux si vides
qu ne brule nulle promesse
... soleil-guerre, onde de sang...
elend’in 2004 tarihli sunwar the dead albümünden enstrümantel çalışma.
elend’in 2003 tarihli winds devouring men albümünden mükemmel bir enstrümantel çalışma...
elend’in 2003 tarihli winds devouring men albümünden...
amidst the streams of the river
the flow
was achanging
and autumn rain unfolded its charm
with the thorns of absence
so sweet to your skin
in the dusty veils of morning
you had forgiven all bearing
the land blessed the manifold
faces of your love
the garden
lies asleep
the grave unclouded
and we dance about a fallen sun
night-moths on her wings...
a staggering moon
amidst the streams of the river
the flow
was achanging
and autumn rain unfolded its charm
with the thorns of absence
so sweet to your skin
in the dusty veils of morning
you had forgiven all bearing
the land blessed the manifold
faces of your love
the garden
lies asleep
the grave unclouded
and we dance about a fallen sun
night-moths on her wings...
a staggering moon
elend’in 2003 tarihli winds devouring men albümünden...
the night shade
a dark colonnade
the cypress, then the shore...
i sought comfort in the foam
the wind heals the pain
a pale november rises
you know how the days gone by
even night sought shelter
under the plain masks of daylight
bitterness we wait...
we ate the fruits of rainy hours
as ulysses looking seaward
we mocked our innermost abodes
we sailed on older seas
and reached the bounds of deepest water
a wreckage in the rain
but the wind heals the pain
the night shade
a dark colonnade
the cypress, then the shore...
i sought comfort in the foam
the wind heals the pain
a pale november rises
you know how the days gone by
even night sought shelter
under the plain masks of daylight
bitterness we wait...
we ate the fruits of rainy hours
as ulysses looking seaward
we mocked our innermost abodes
we sailed on older seas
and reached the bounds of deepest water
a wreckage in the rain
but the wind heals the pain
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