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CELTIC FROST LYRICS
"Emperor's Return" (1985 EP)
1. Dethroned Emperor
2. Circle of the Tyrants
3. Morbid Tales
4. Suicidal Winds
5. Visual Aggression
1. Dethroned Emperor
See the portal, gate to madness
Locked forever in a veil of shame
Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace
Watch his break - The emperor's killed
Light of the day - Shadows from beyond
Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone
Dethroned emperor
The foot of the stairs, dimension in might
The king sits, his eyes are glass
Growing of the small - The laughter's fall
Can you deny - Remaining cries?
Descent of the lords - Into the trap
Existence and hate - Unseen gate
Dethroned emperor
2. Circle of the Tyrants
After the battle is over
And the sands drunken the blood
All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusion
The immortality of the gods
Sits at their side
As they leave the walls behind
To reach the jewels gleam
The days have come
When the steel will rule
And upon his head
A crown of gold
Your hand wields the might
The tyrant's the precursor
You carry the will
As the morning is near
I sing the ballads
Of victory and defeat
I hear the tales
Of frozen mystery
The new kingdoms rise
By the circle of the tyrants
In the land of darkness
The warrior, that was me
Grotesque glory
None will ever see them fall
And hunts and war
Are like everlasting shadows
Where the winds cannot reach
The tyrant's might was born
And often I look back
With tears in my eyes
Grotesque glory
None will ever see them fall
And hunts and wars
Are like everlasting shadows
3. Morbid Tales
By burial this night
Nitocrys weaves the spell
Down the vault's misty light
The lurking Sphinx dwells
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
In the nuclear domain
Arcades lost in eternal skries
Written by the insane
Nitocrys orders must
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
Mummy's rebirth by wrath
Below the temple of nile
Vanished in Osiris' path
Above us reigns the Necrophile
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
Morbid Tales
4. Suicidal Winds
Listen
As the mist is rising
And uncovers all that's lost
Try and mend what you can barely feel
Even if it is forgotten and done
Watch out who is still on the throne
While the sighs of life are borne
The bloodless race of old
As startled
The flow of denial without remembering
The flood is still in motion
The ground on fire all along
Leave the thought of crying
Deny and harm the endless day
Where will be vulgarity
In these immune sights
Along the way i'm leaving this wreck
Without the suicidal horde
The day will come
And i'll be able to see
The flag rising of the free
Until eternity
5. Visual Aggression
Thousand decades in vain
(Again) they strive for final completion
Forgotten are the fast sins
And the perfect creation calls
What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression
Once, I slept in confidence
Sounds like I've been a fool
Now, as my will is invisible
(They shall) face the evoked curse alone...
What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression
Just fool yourself - a world of ignorance
Will tear the walls - of dreams apart
Vast signals - memories in black
Sense is beyond - distorted any balance
Flood of tears - you'll have to drink
As the grail - is lying on the floor
Don't ask for another messiah
No martyr will save the stupid (again)
Is truth what you believe?
A prophet's tears will dry...
What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression
The watcher's eyes are closed
As the dust covers the madmen again
There'll be a new king
And I was born to encounter him...
What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression
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