(R. Nattefrost '94)
Deep red 
Lace soaked in blood 
Black shining leather 
I fuck you up in sadistic intent 

Whore
I plunge into the wastelands of my heart
And left it there in ruins
The sun shines once a lifetime

I will leave you in the cold
In the dead of the night
Black leather and latex Queen
A lush of the world

The bitter taste of life
And the coldness
Of my heart

Cunt
I plunge into the wastelands of my heart
And left it there in ruins
The sun shines once a lifetime.

The Swordsmen

(J. Nordavind '95)
From the thunder and the storm
Another winter has sneaked upon me again
There's something strange going on here
On these great cold coastal lines

The grim vision of Chaos
Upon mankind
And life itself
Nights of black candles
And gallons of strange old brew
Changing shit into gold
   		(Repeat verse 1)
The grip of frost
And the winds from the north
Lurking beneath
The surface of the coastal horizon

Banners of War
Banners of the Apocalypse
Hatred towards mankind and life itself
Violence is fashion

The graveyard soil is changing to stone
So many of its deaths had been midwinter
The blinding snowdrifts
The subzero temperature.

Death Triumphant

(J. Nordavind '96)
A cold sharpened blade
Plunge through the skin
Death triumphant
Death the king

Blood on my hands
Blood on my lips
I took the frail bliss of your eyes
And it's darker than you think

I violate
I come at night
My great endurance of body, mind and heart

Let me take you through...
A gust of wind
Torrent of rain
Blood and semen
Murder is art
The cold blade
The cold blade.

Sadomasochistic

(R. Nattefrost '94)
Whipped and pierced
You misbehave
Underneath the whip
To soothe the beast

Burn a candle from my soul
For I will never do the same
'Cause I see beauty in other things
And that is light in the wilderness alone

Kneel before me
And shine my shoes
I give you much
But you want more

I am the long arm of unforgivingness
Beholder of all chains
This tool of great destruction
This life of feces and filth

Pick up your teeth with broken fingers
Lick the blood of your cracked lips
The color purple seems to fit you
Bow down...

Lupus

Pierced Genitalia

(R. Nattefrost '95)
The toes that you step on today may be
Connected to the ass you'll be kissing tomorrow
These feelings are left from you
Like a vast burning field
And then you submit yourself to me
Perversion of the flesh

With needles in thin skinned places
The warm blood of life poured on the floor
But who gives a shit when your life is a plague
A roller-coaster ride of pain

I saw the white in your eyes
Beat me, she said
Cruel violent shotgun love
I kill you, pointblank range

I drank too much of the midnight wine
Disregardless of whatever I claim my throne
Your voice kept ringin' in my ears
Like little echoes from yesterdays

I did not want,
I did not feel.

In Silence I Observe

(J. Nordavind and R. Nattefrost)
At the great wood's mouth
By the deep cave's door
I listened to something
I had heard before

The wood's mouth
In a field I am the absence
Wherever I am
I am what is missing
And in silence I observe

When I walk I part the air
And always the air moves in
To fill the spaces
Where my body has been...

I close my eyelids
There was nothing more to say
I've seen it all before
But, I find comfort in silence
Summer melancholia
The air shivered against my skin
Dark leaned into my eyes

Those threatening clouds
The sweet music of the summer rain
The mist in early hours
The dominant winds.

Lunar Nights

(J. Nordavind and R. Nattefrost '95)
My associates have denied Christ
Earthly, heavenly and hellish
The only guiding light
To you who rejoice to see blood flow

I've known rivers
I've known rivers ancient as the world
And older than the flow
Of human blood in human veins
My soul has grown deep like those rivers old

Away under the wings with dark faces
The ruler of the night
The goddess of Death
I, drinker of blood

It is nothing to mourn for
It is the other world
Do you deserve this?
Hell no!!!

What a tangled web you weave
Over and over the whips of the world...

Third Attempt

(R. Nattefrost '94)
Come death
Before it slips through my hands

Like long-drawn echoes merging far away
To a deep and pounding harmony
Vast as the night and as vast as light
Scents, colors and sounds to each other reply

Your wounds are infected
And life is neglected
These are the autumn years

Haunted nights of ghosts and shadows
You cut the wound to release the pus
You cut your wrist
You do not wish to live
And kissed the world blood-red

Through coldness.

The Northern Hemisphere

(J. Nordavind '92)
The night is cold and brilliantly clear
Peak after peak of glorious ice mountains
Rose into the dome of the darkened skies
Jagged crystal teeth squeezed between
The depths of the jet-black fjords

The mountains lost their sharpness and became
Soft and blue-tinged as the great winter day
Which would grow on to be a dim twilight
That glimmered slowly to life

Above the peaks the polar sky flickered with
The ghostly radiance of the northern light
A frozen lake discharge into an equally frozen stream
The cold is cruel and unforgiving like the landscape
Up north.

A Forest

(Smith/Tolhurst/Gallup/Hartley)
Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
If you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes

I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees

Into the trees

Suddenly I stop
But I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again