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KATATONIA LYRICS
"Brave Yester Days" (2004 Best of/Compilation)
1. Midwinter Gates (Prologue)
2. Without God
3. Palace of Frost
4. The Northern Silence
5. Crimson Tears (Epilogue)
6. Gateways of Bereavement
7. Velvet Thorns (of Drynwhyl)
8. Black Erotica
9. Love of the Swan
10. Funeral Wedding
11. Shades of Emerald Fields
12. For Funerals to Come
13. Epistel
1. Midwinter Gates (Prologue)
2. Without God
Human Birds Watch The Sky
Where Dark Formations Sail
Infecting The Area of God
Jhva Elohim Meth
I Am God - Creator of Life
I Am God - Enchanter of Death
Death That Now Marks You
Life That Slowly Pass Away
Screams of Fear Dismembering The Wind
Helpless Souls Drowning In Pain
But Storms of Dawn, A new Age
A Dawn Without God
My Spirit Filled With Hate Sets Free
A Force of The Golden Dawn
Without God...Entomb Your Fear
The Spirit Is Free
Jhva Elohim Meth
Satan Laughs
Jhva Elohim Meth
I Raise My Fist To The Sky
Swear The Ancient Oath of Black
The Lambs Shall Bleed, Eternally Bleed
God Is Dead and Shall Forever Be...
3. Palace of Frost
Garden, Still and Cold
Leaves Once Green Turned To Gold
Wrapped In Fields, Eternal Sky
I Bid Farewell, I Die...
Birds of The Night, Sing My Songs
Ocean of Tears, Leads So Long
Solitude of My Spirit, I Am Free
Now I Am Dead Forever
Storms of Sadness Cleanse My Wings
I Dwell In Grief After I Die
The Landscapes So Below
I Harken up, The Sunset Choir
Sings From The Palace of Frost
The Place Where I Shall Dwell Now
The Palace For The Lost
4. The Northern Silence
Captured Within A Shroud of Autumn
All Is Silent as I Depart The Earth
Only The Sound of A Storm So Far
Drawing Nearer To Catch My Soul
My Life Is Ended, Another Has Begun
Descent Forever To Serve The Dark
Aurora Borelia Shining Bright
Horned Master I Am Thy Spawn
Flutes Of The Past Play Tunes of Sadness
Horned Shape Granted Me WIngs
To Fly Towards The Northern Sky
To Reach Silence and Peace
Garden of Ice, Trees of Sorrow
Behind The Gates Is My Tomorrow
Garden of Ice, Trees of Sorrow
My Spirit Is Free To Worlds Beyond
5. Crimson Tears (Epilogue)
6. Gateways of Bereavement
I stand as I cry
Mourning in the Silent rain
Death will light my Burden
Endless is my Sorrow
Gateways so Dark
All these years of Dying
Gone are dreams of Velvet Voices
I am you, we were one
Vast are fields I walk
Where sorrow never dies
The Sky unities with the Blackened Rain
Summon with my Tears
Now descend on WinterWings
My withering Soul.
Let me Die.
Gateways of Bereavement
A Temple of guilt
Falling Deep
Embraced in Grief
My withering soul
Let me Die
Farewell life and all I died for
now my time is over on Earth
Another journey has begun
Alone I died, not praying for mercy
nor praying for Salvation
A lonely Journey in a Darkened Dream
Time has come to spread my Wings
Slow...
Descending from a Silent sky
Death comes to take me away
And from the Gateways you hear me
cry...
...I love you...
7. Velvet Thorns (of Drynwhyl)
Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad
I watch the Mountains where the Frost begins
The Northern Storm is Guiding me
To the Forest
Silently the Nightbirds fly
Their last scream my eternal Dirge
Under the Fullmoon a Funeral
In the Forest
Still I walk with open wounds but the Third is now
rising
Through the ashes of a Dying Love a new soul is born
I watch the feathers like Snow in the Winter
The Angels that fell, splendid to rape
Tall are the shadows that dance before me
as they
Shows the way to the Dawn
An Autumn forest that never reach
Condemned to Sorrow
Chasing the Wind / Like a Spirit fly
Through the Autumn trees / Towards the Sky
Hoofs are pounding / In the clouds above
The Chariot of Sorrow / Watch me die
Hear the Violin / So sad and blackened
Like a Breeze / The songs of Drynhwyl
Chasing the wind / Like my spirit die
Dreaming of the Queen / The queen of roses
Now they die, Pure Sorrow flow
My Souls Funeral, Too close to the End
Now they Die, Purest blood pours
Forever Die, but I must...
I must Die
Through the Sky
And the Forest
Follow the Wind, go North my Child
to the purest of Winters
Go to the Forest that never Ends
There you'll find your fate
And to the North I rode, on the coldest of winds
I watched the Mountains where the frost begun
Where no Angels ever dare to tread
Where Death is all mine
At last I found the Throne of Bereavement
Grim and bleak raised to the Sky
The Velvet Thorns of Drynhwyl are mine
and so are death and sadness
See...
My final Sacrfice
In the trees you will hear my voice
ever calling ever falling
Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad
Flowing tunes on Autumn Funeral
Ashes spread in the Northern Storm
8. Black Erotica
Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
12 shapes bow before me
I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die
Her beauty scares me
I am falling deeper
No more pain to feel now
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell
Black theatre
Violet dancers drink my blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
I cannot breathe
I am losing life
The moon paints the skyline blue
She died so beaufitul
9. Love of the Swan
God - burn me for I am a sinner
I have sold my fortune to the beast
Murders scream for my empty soul
Forever hiding in the life beneath
I lie underneath their grace eternal
Pure white shroud of innocence
God - burn me for I am a sinner
I have killed the love of the swan
I am a murderer
I scream
I pray for death
10. Funeral Wedding
Open life beneath
Her glory stains the hearse
Procession watch the rain
Mourns the opposite birth
For the wind hopes to die
Far away from home
Same death serves all/Spirits of what will be
Dancing the walls
Scent of silver/through those halls
Shroud of filth embrace me
As the statue stares so cold
Black blue eyes of mourning
Child born to die
Silent tombs wait outside
Monuments of (my) dreamless rains
Torn by the stars
Heaven calls
Burning with sin
Free from within
Endless spikes of certain death, come closer at my hand
Where they will burn in sin, restless wait
The coffin gaps open, laughing at my fear
Silent tombs wait outside
Monuments of (my) dreamless rains
Torn by the stars
Heaven calls
Burning with sin
Free from within
11. Shades of Emerald Fields
Dancing through the silent waves
The shimmering moonlight
Over lost angels remains
Whispering through gloomy halls
Beneath the gentle soft caress
Of dreaming shadows
Flowing steams of silver
Through tidal torrents of grief
Time was never there for us
The final tide took the last ones away
Buried visions - of sunrise
Beneath the seas - of torrid soil
Slowly sinking - in the mire
Shades of - emerald fields
Our eyes can't stand the flames
Single sparkles hiding in our palms
They linger before dying away
Fading from out sigh
Loathsome are the ways of those
Who the meadows shall receive
For every glimpse of daylight must vanish
And every soul submit to tide
12. For Funerals to Come
Through the bleak window of my soul
In marble halls of falling snow
Winter touch the Earth undone
Embittered we embrace the funerals to come
13. Epistel
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