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NIGHTSHADE LYRICS
"Wielding The Scythe" (2001)
1. Lacrima Caelestis
2. Limbonized
3. Sanctum
4. Moonlight in Chaos Stone
5. The Possessor
6. Exile
7. Dödens Vik/Natthymn
8. Black Blood Deliverance
1. Lacrima Caelestis
When heaven cries
During these dark hours of the night
I gaze into the sky and its beings
But the stars of heaven are so pale
Due to the cloud that closes heavens eyes
The witnesses of the ancients
What great secrets they bear
Will I ever be able to reveal
Their knowledge and wisdom
I gaze into the sky once more
But the stars no longer bring forth their light
Due to the great black cloud
That makes heaven cry forever more
As the stars have lost their lustre
I realize there`s no purity in light
While my heart is turning black
In this realm of mourning fields
When heaven cries in these dark and doleful
But still so beautiful wastelands of grief
No light reflects in these endless creeks
I gaze into the sky once more
But the stars no longer bring forth their light
Due to the great black cloud
That makes heaven cry forever more
When heaven cries in these dark and doleful
But still so beautiful wastelands of solitude
I feel so pure, so wet, so cold...
Pure fucking darkness
2. Limbonized
A fiendish wind swept across
The landscapes of my mind
All emotions slain
No feelings for life remain
Towards infinity I walk carrying the keys
To Inferno and afterlife at hand
When moonrise is upon me
My attempts to pass seem to fail
Visions of the inverted
Elysium flashing by
Towards infinity I walk carrying the keys
To Inferno and afterlife at hand
Silent, shapeless
Untouchable for human lies
Dry-iced, limbonized
Are you trying to tell me there's another way to paradise?
Soul turning black burning death yearning death yearning death
Silent, shapeless
Invisible to human eyes
Humanized, paralyzed
Are you trying to show me a rousing sight of paradise?
I try to reach the end of the tunnel
But something, someone's holding me back
With a lingering grasp
Around my neck
I bear the sinful burden
3. Sanctum
In the depths of an abandoned soul
A cold throat in search of oxygen
Her pale body lost in surreal movements
And shivering hands reaching for reality
The echo of her thoughts never made it outside
These chambers of corroded anxiety
No one will ever comprehend
Why some of us were left behind and broken down
Wishing for another place that holds another day
As fear saturates my eyes
A clergy of corrupted saints feeding me with lies
I sigh
The distant warmth of a weakened heart
Resists against the chains that tear her chest apart
Her shoulders seem relaxed in spite of the pain
Calm and waiting for a world which will never be the same
Her life written on the walls in chalk and coal
Words that tell of her last dance with sanity
There's acid on the scriptures of her mind
What have they done to her...what has she become?
Wishing for another place that holds another day
As fear saturates my eyes
A clergy of corrupted saints feeding me with lies
I sigh
Waiting for another world that holds another chance
The sun sets before my eyes
Though their shadow's binding me I find some kind of light
Inside
4. Moonlight in Chaos Stone
Entombed in stone, disgusted by light
Of our lives once so bright
Silently I screamed, patiently I longed
For my afterlife to come
To this domain I'm reborn
From aeons that once were silent
yet they screamed to lead us there
In triumphal wrath and fury I conquered infinity
Pantheons of decay
With gates built of lifes
Nauseating lifes
Tremendous obscurity
Moonlight in chaos shone
Far beyond life's light I wander
In a desert of divinity
In this chaos I'm searching
searching for death everlasting
Pantheons of decay
With gates built of lifes
Nauseating lifes
Tremendous obscurity
As moonlight in chaos shone
My life passed before my eyelids closed
5. The Possessor
As the sun becomes crimson in colour
She slowly dies beyond the horizon
And the land of the forlorn has once again
Become a victim of darkness and solitude
Here in these vast fields of the wasteland
An ancient tower face the starlit sky
A symbol of an epoch now forgotten
Once inside this monument of emptiness...
...A shadow dark and mystic in his shape
Swept over the moisty walls in silence
Once a chamberlain who were the possessor
Of this and of many great sorrows
Approached some candles and made them burn
The chamberlain observed the dismal light
And while he stared into the very same
The fire reflected in his mourning eyes
Tired of his deprorable life
He kept asking himself why
Still the mystery of his fate
Remained unknown to himself
When the statue of his life-flame ceased to burn
The grief finally took the advantage
During those crucial circumstances
His life slowly faded away into emptiness
In the land of the forlorn
His spirit is cursed to dwell
For many, many ages to come
In the land of the forlorn
His spirit will never be free
For many, many sleepless nights
6. Exile
Dead seed is planted in the black soil of my heart
By death I'll be awaken, behold this repulsive art
Life has been rejected as if taken a step out of time
I find rejoice through suicide, I kiss this life good-bye
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
I know death a true friend of mine
I am through, reborn but dead
Entering a life of another kind
Dead seed is planted in the black soil of my heart
By death I'll be awaken, behold this repulsive art
Life has been rejected as if taken a step out of time
I find rejoice through suicide, I kiss this life good-bye
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
Shining steel through fragile veins
Exiled from sordid flesh
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
I know death a true friend of mine
I am through, reborn but dead
Entering a life of another kind
7. Dödens Vik/Natthymn
Natten slukar himmelen
Himmelen ar fast i dess kaftar
Solen fryser till is
Natten fsr evigt harskar
Llngt harifrln vid stranden av en vilande sjo
Vingklippta anglar faller likt sno
Karga vindar smeker deras lik
Storm bllser kall i dodens vik
Snon fargas rod av anglablod
Av guds tlrar bildas en flod
Snon fargas rod av anglablod
Av guds tlrar bildas en flod
Den sjalsliga vintern vilar tungt
Natten har fallit allt ar lungt
Natten tar antligen vid
Mlnen stilla vakar
Dagen gryr aldrig igen
Evig ar natten i dodens vik
Natten slukar himmelen
Himmelen ar fast i dess kaftar
Solen fryser till is
Natten for evigt harskar
Snon fargas rod av anglablod
Av guds tlrar bildas en flod
Den sjalsliga vintern vilar tungt
Natten har fallit allt ar lungt
8. Black Blood Deliverance
Come forth to me you spinecrushing storm
Consume, enchant, possess me
Mistress of Death, demonic ruler of souls
Enslave me
Godless and with abominable splendour
She's thirsting and bleeding at dusk
An enigmatic demoness in mortal disguise
Unearthly living, exalted existance
In her veins runs the blood of uttermost blackness
With a taste bitter as death
In her veins runs the blood of uttermost blackness
With passion she bleeds
666
She takes us into realms of ecstacy
I'm drinking her poisoned blood, astral fluid so cold
My emotions are more intense than ever before
We are drawn towards the light of a new day
As our desires unite for the last time
In the mist of the dawn she's leaving me crying, begging...
Hell-realm majesty hear my calls
Filthy devil-queen by moonlight born
Astoreth, dreamlike possessor of mine
Sinfull demoness behold my anguish
Majesty set over ghouls, demonic ruler of souls
Give to me your blood, let me drink the venomous wine of sin
In her veins runs the blood of uttermost blackness
With a taste bitter as death
In her veins runs the blood of uttermost blackness
With passion she bleeds
Her emerald eyes tear my sanity and give birth to my pain
Frozen in mind, spirit and flesh, deserted by life itself
I perish
I'm dissolving my soul
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