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STRIBORG LYRICS
"Nocturnal Emissions - Nyctophobia" (2003 Best of/Compilation)
1. Nocturnal Emissions
2. Despondant Cries
3. Son Of The Moon
4. The freezing Northland
5. Under Black Rain
6. Through The Dark fog
7. Across Thornfields
8. Into Night Moor
1. Nocturnal Emissions
2. Despondant Cries
3. Son Of The Moon
Born the day after the fullmonn night conceived by phaedra son of the moon, the elder sin-nanna
You bring me such fulfilment, day and night
i will teach you the wisdom of the unlight
return your faith unto me my guiding hand
through this world of tragedy, magic and sorrow
you will grow stronger each day of life
make your father proud with no end in sight
each day a dream to be dreamt
so much to learn, so much to pass down
wise and independent within mind
the stars of aquarius is on your side
4. The freezing Northland
Under the northstar and fullmoon night
from the frozen kingdom of norway
snow ridden spruce and abyssic fjords
he wanders throughout the night
Filled with hate for mankind
"no man deserves to tread my sacred ground"
full of primitiveness and purity
cold, grey darkness reflects his sound
a poet from the forest, his true companion
thou shalt suffer who cross his path
"ill break your knee-caps for crossing me"
alone in the dakrness he shall forever be
Retiring from the days of black which filled his soul
"todays scene is no longer dark enough to carry on"
a man now respected for all he's done
a true misanthropist to roam the earth
5. Under Black Rain
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6. Through The Dark fog
7. Across Thornfields
Into the battle of hate
blood on my sword touch the ground
across the thornfields to the caves
bloodstained walls coat the stone
Screams of anguish i'm in pain
lost souls dwell in the grave
untouched for centries in damnation
walk unto thee the rising dead
My jounrey will never end
into the balttle i will ride
riding the skies of poisened death
unto me grant me my wish
Across the thornfields a land of hate
gorse covered treees of fern and wattle trying to escape
the cold moon does freeze my face
forever possessed by the ancient one
To pass all knowledge down by hand
to reap the harvest of many man
misanthrope being the cause of isolation
back stabbing slaughter from my bloody ruins
Solitude eternal i strive to survive
diseased man thus walk this sacred ground
with black deaths hand shall cut their throats
upon the alter of rapacious blood
Repeat verses 4 & 5
8. Into Night Moor
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