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NIFLHEIM LYRICS
"Hymns of Misanthropy" (2005 Demo)
1. Passing the gates, Hvergelmir
2. The cold wind of my breath is always blowing
3. The forest of the pagan throne
4. Svart vinter
5. The return to quintessence
1. Passing the gates, Hvergelmir
Passing the gates Hvergelmir
I come from a land
Where icy fogs and mists
Fill the air
I come from a land
Where molten earth and blazing winds
Burn the air
Feel the anguish of the lost forgotten spirit
Hear the cries of an immortal heart
Fear the winter’s summoning screams
In the mountain of skogtroll, in the frost of Hvergelmir
Cry under the hammer’s strength
Ear the echoes of an inner battle
Fear the glance of an occult sun
Under the art of blacksmith, in the flames of Hvergelmir
...Orion 05
2. The cold wind of my breath is always blowing
The cold wind of my breath is always blowing
The rain through which I rode is ethereal
Our forests are eternal
The cold wind of my breath is always blowing
In the frost that lies beneath the sky
The snowy mountain
The freezing glance of the moon, so cold
On my narrow path to darkness
Beholding the eternity
The snowy mountain
The freezing glance of the moon, so cold
On my narrow path to darkness
Beholding the eternity
...Orion 05
3. The forest of the pagan throne
The forest of the pagan throne
Somewhere the light falls
Somewhere in the frozen fog
Through the unholy winter depths
Storms the wrath of the barbarian gods
Where the ice winds always blow
Ravens follow the call of the moon
Hordes of never ending darkness arise
From the forest of the pagan throne
Somewhere where eternity opens
Opens on immortally cold vastlands
Snow mountains hold the key
The key to where dark wolves remain
Where the ice winds always blow
Ravens follow the call of the moon
Hordes of never ending darkness arrive
From the forest of the pagan throne
Through ages, in the mountains of eternity
They’ve wandered…
From the forest of the pagan throne
An old wind comes…
An old wind comes...
...Funeste 04
4. Svart vinter
Svart Vinter
svart vinter, kulde, enda
Jeg vandrer, jeg vandrer uendelig
Jeg vandrer gjennom snøen
Gjennom snøen og grå dis
Jeg vandrer gjennom de store trærne, enda
Enda, jeg står i den frysende flammen
Den frysende flammen av gammel pagan tider
Jeg vandrer, jeg vandrer uendelig
Jeg vandrer, jeg vandrer evig
Og enda, jeg er her, alene
å vandring
I den svarte vinteren
...Funeste 05
5. The return to quintessence
The Return To Quintessence
What if the light had never been
A light that blinds, A light that burns
What if the night had never been
A night that freezes, A night that fears
What if the mountains had never been
Mountains so high, mountains so old
What if the forests had never been
Forests so dark, Forests so cold
What would it be...
To feel the quintessence
What would it be...
To live the true darkness...
The true beginning...
Why are we here?
Creeping under the corpses
Of this blinded world
Faded by the memories
Of those ancients path
That I used to walk on
If we all die tomorrow,
Why not today?
We’re already dead anyway...
...Orion & Funeste 05
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