Illnath - Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure lyrics
Tracks 01. Zetite
02. Behind The Mirrors 03. Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure 04. Temporary Borders 05. The Creators Biggest Pride 07. Bring Down The Witching Hour 08. By The Hands Of Violent Winter 09. Frozen Constellations 01. Zetite Lyrics by Bjørn "Narrenschiff" Holter
Deep I dig to discover the truth
Deep inside where secrets hide I hunt the hierarchy's highest heroes To hurt where vulnerability lies Roses burning on a roaring ore Of secret desires, hate and admirance Within your soul, your mind and core And leave you torn like an open sore Without the use of violence ...Unless, of course, I have the chance Now you'll see, now you'll find, now you'll recognize me Caught in my grasp as you gasp to try and feel the air Now you'll see, now you'll find how my ways work You can try what you can to seek to find the answer here Society's wars means little to me, I have my pleasures, I have my affairs My own agendas are impossible to see Before you find yourself exposed in my lair I sting and stain your insane soul, I sting where it is fatal You won't feel a thing at all Unless you cause my house of cards to fall... Try and find me You'll find yourself lost in my maze Try and get free But I don't think you'll find the way Now you'll see, now you'll find, now you'll recognize me You're caught in my grasp as you gasp to feel the air Now you'll see, now you'll find how my ways work You can try what you can to seek to find the answer here Step not close to me, because I may bite As soon as you're stepping into my sight No use to run or to try for flight If I've seen you and feel you're the right Jigsaw-puzzle-piece I need To fulfill my ongoing deed Of spreading my little, infectious line Of immortal, blood feeding breed Try and run now Because you don't know the power of the blood bond You can't hide how Ever hard you try to find a haven safe enough to sleep You can't hear me Before I sneak up next to your resting-place Nor can you see me Before you look into my yellow eyes and Feel your hope vanish in the air And my bite sinking into your neck 02. Behind The Mirrors Lyrics by Bjørn "Narrenschiff" Holter
The mirrors, the mirrors
That hides the hideous Me, the others Banned and forbidden From of your world Alone and cold Watching in silence So close, still aeons away? Touch the surface, cold and smooth You see me as I watch you? When you move, I move too, But is this you or me who moves? Who are you and who's the reflection? Crush a crack, feel the connection I am you and we will win. Crush the mirror. Let me in! A little crack is all it takes. Drop the mirror, let it fall Because every time you smash a mirror, I steal a little piece of your soul The mirrors, the mirrors That are between us Me and you Separated, delirious You: beholder, Seeing. We Are watching, observing You still when you are not Touch the surface, cold and smooth You see me as I touch you... The borderline between me and you Is a vast prison for both of us two And you know what you must do To get us out of this celestial's zoo Crush it, crack it, smash it to pieces Of your sick, pathetic world Little fragments of yourself and me. Flickering, see it twirl! Destroy the pure, transparent shroud Don't listen to your doubts Let it break, smash it now Let me in! Let me out! The mirrors, the mirrors / are locked like doors Me, alone / behind what's between us Hidden, unseen / admired and adored Aware, unknown / brinked with mistrust Watch the mirror, broken and scarred Seeing me as who you are Your eyes are mine, and I look at your hand... ...and I see blood. 03. Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure Lyrics by Bjørn "Narrenschiff" Holter
At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains
Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood from its veins and covering the island In a black, poisonous haze This was the first spot where the angel Lucifer set his foot And claimed and declared this view as his home He came from the north, and alone was he not But joined by the followers from the roads he had roamed Here he set his haven. Here where angels die Here he baptise the newcomers in fire. On the Devil's own Sinai. "Sinai roars as your frail brittle bones viciously torn, mutilated and scorched. Bleeding lava pulsating like blood, 'neath your skin as it withers and burns" Still the damned gather here to hail Amidst burning smoke beneath black skies Hellhounds bark at the northern pale view... This is the common abyss for all alike Where the red, melted stone flow a scorching river Into the day in north, and in south: the night. And here (Here you are) on the outstretching fields (On Elysium grounds) Far away (Far away from life). God (God) is out of reach Here they gather to spit and curse and bark From the south of heaven where angels are told Not to approach nor to look nor to set foot Where the truth of Armageddon will unfold Here they sacrifice the captured saints Here is where the torture awaits Here is where you abandon your faith On the Devil's own Sinai... They wait and wail in ghastly pain While digging deep inside, insane Inflict a wound you heal in vain As blood pours black from pierced veins They crush and cut, the dark stone stained A ribcage opens, a hole that frames A soul unstained and struggling sane Beneath the burning rain ...Cast into the fields of evil pleasure Discovering the abyss' deepest hidden treasure Bending borders of emotional measure Cast far into the fields of evil pleasure... It's always been there, and forever it will Stay untouched by the tooth of time Standing with majestic intimidation Bat-winged creatures surrounding its peak, High above Hell they all fly Forever screaming in demonic celebration And here (Here you are) on the outstretching fields (On Elysium grounds) Cast into the fields (Cast into the fields) of evil pleasure Forever (Forever) awaiting only to (die) 04. Temporary Borders Lyrics by Bjørn "Narrenschiff" Holter
Whispered words beneath the floating autumn leaves
Flying softly on the southern breeze Fragments of light between the branches and trees I wish I would stay here forever The sun is sinking behind mountains of old Brushing faintly clouds of red and gold Night-time's flinging a vast veil of velvet across fields and forest Trespassing the havens of daylight's temporary borders. I knew my game could gain me but grief, the fairy tale was on though brief Trespassing the havens of secrecy's temporary borders. Scratching the surface of times seemingly forgotten Of you who once were mine betrothen Digging 'neath layers of emotions now rotten I feel myself slip away Nostalgic entertainment tingled by the past You were the one to be mine at last But now my memory's ever fading so fast Keeping emotions at bay Here I sit, and memories unfold My feelings are hollow, I'm feeling so old "I feel it fade away and cry tears in solitude" Trespassing the havens of night-time's temporary borders As shadows collapse in the mating of day and night, crows are circling in ominous flight Trespassing the havens of my own temporary borders (temporary borders) I tried? I tried hard to believe Thinking of us has left me but grief I cannot look ahead, the past is all I see Moments together, but time's a thief Shadows recurring from times long since passed Our time and now in a perfect contrast "As I see you sitting by my grave I feel your presence, but can't say a word Your heart and love, patient and brave But my soul is too late for you to save" I am probably a fool still thinking of you Night after night? There's not much else I can do For neither myself nor you Maybe I should leave and never come back to this place? But I know too surely that I'm only fooling myself I'm only fooling myself 05. The Creators Biggest Pride Lyrics by Bjørn "Narrenschiff" Holter
The sun sets at last, sliding slowly and silently down
'Low the horizon in the west, where a small house lies? The puppet-man is ending his workday, as the starlight peak through the clouds He's worked all day and says goodnight to his dolls before he close the door He lives alone in this house, and it's his home and a way of living Though he thought he knew all the secrets of his house, there's more? 'Cause tonight? the puppets are roaming the room In spite? of being creatures of iron and wood They live as well as you and I Though driven by other forces inside And tonight the creator's biggest pride Will make his way through the door and charge to take the puppet-man's life Now the doll runs through the living-room And he's hiding in the dimly faded gloom Now he's approaching the bed And won't leave until the body is dead But the creator awakes before the doll can fulfill the task And he's paralyzed in amazement as he sees his hand-made mask Of the horrifying devil he made Once so many years ago And he cannot even scream as the knife Rips through his throat He'll never again be put back on that shelf "Kill the flesh! Kill the flesh!" screaming to himself The doll is standing above the puppet-maker's corpse The devil-mask covered in blood and gore Silently standing, looking down With the dripping knife still in his hand Now he turns and he sees the door He's tasted blood and is thirsty for more The rain is cleansing his mask as he runs through the night alone He's shaking in tension as he's heading for the town. 'Cause tonight? the puppets are killing in town And the villagers are lying in bloodstained nighting-gowns And now as they all have become alive They are immortal and cannot die And tonight the creator's biggest pride Will run into the world and try to take mortal men's life He's hunting at night. Watch out for open windows He's hunting at night. Perhaps you should stay inside? He's hunting at night 07. Bring Down The Witching Hour
Pools of black eternity
Sweeping down on brightly burning fires When comes the righteous ones Bringing the servants of leechy throngs Angels, remembering every promise Black vise crushing the feathers white Come pain deliver us in darkness Unknown, the promise of their demise Intercepting a world Dwelling in disbelief Were able to exterminate You Down-to-Earthlings With truth that would toss you into suicidal grief What renaissance this hour will bring Dark grimoires of sorceries Filled with spells of cursed conjurations Bring down the witching hour From earth to ashes we all shall fall Those eyes, ebony enchanted Pass on the undenying truth Of youth there isn't any left What came from this insanity? Bring on pain and suffering The answer for crimes Plead as much you can You liar, you fucking liar Pools of black eternity Sweeping down on brightly burning fires Bring down the witching hour From earth to ashes we all shall fall Free men, shall come as the unwanted Forcing the old ones to leave in vain At last denial bringing justice Cruel fate, they are forever slain 08. By The Hands Of Violent Winter
By the hands of violent winter, his fate was sealed
Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen cold Memories of untold torture, in his mind Waking from the endless slumber leaving him numb Creeping worms they eat his mind Feelings blind this clouded time They took his soul, so they could find The truth Feeling hate for usurpers gone mad Reaching in for the power he had Wanting more than he could give But they would never falter In his mind only memories of hate Planted there by the monger's of fate Reaching out for sanity But hope is ever fading Looking for the answer Why did they do this to me? Leaving me deserted I never asked for this hell Reaching out for fires burning, in his eyes Hope is still a trusty friend but fires burn low Snow keeps falling all around him, as he screams Seemingly the only answer is from the void Defeated and forsaken, he lies in fields of snow Only sign of life his eyes, in panic seeking solace Sun, rising high Bringing, warmth and energy again Waking up from a steady state Of suspended animation Blinded by these rays of light Hailing from the sky Senses now return to him Tribulations feeling dim Now a sordid memory Impeding doom approaching As he run, try to shake off the vice No one hearing his desperate cries The usurpers are hunting him Hounds barking and wolves closing in His escape was a futile attempt He is hunted by common consent Now returned to the bleak white cell I hope that dying is the end of this hell Looking for the answer Why are they doing this? What is it I have done? To deserve this living hell By the violent hands of winter, his fate is sealed Dying by the hands of strangers leaving him cold Memories of untold torture still in his mind Never more awakening, this time it's the end Defeated and forsaken, his peers would not let go The trial was an endless one, and death did not yet show Come, reap my life Now, it's the time of my departure Afore of him a shadow stands It's glowing with eternal might "I am one of many names And one of them is bringer of light" 09. Frozen Constellations
Frozen constellations, now we are,
Forever trapped by illusions of fate Arising from the ashes of fires, Burning low in the shadows of hate You and I, we are blinded by, Hatred flowing from years of denial As we cry, forever asking why, The blind is following others in vain Scorn these jubilations, by blinded ones, They are a picture of bruteness and pain Mourned by bygone years of exclusion, Are forever the loss of our sin Cursed, by shame and suffering Our lives are but a memory of reason Now it's time Time for us to come crashing, Down the broadening lanes of life Trailing froth and illusion, Showering others in the truth of their condemning lies You and they, shall forever pray, The common wish for a leader of man Now and then, changed forever when The old and powerful, slain was by man Flowing tears, showing the world All the pain and the fears The old is here, and this time There'll be no one spared Frozen constellations, now you are Forever trapped by delusions of pain Real life breaks again bringing foolishness You never know what tomorrow will bring |