Satyricon - The Age Of Nero lyrics
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Tracks 01. Commando
02. The Wolfpack 03. Black Crow On A Tombstone 04. Die By My Hand 05. My Skin Is Cold 06. The Sign Of The Trident 07. Last Man Standing 08. Den Siste 01. Commando
In the house of lords
We control the movement Of your limbs There is endless beauty In the might that we possess Dragons are creatures Of (our) own imagination And dragons... Dragons breathe fire We throw stones in the water And see the waves That we create We push - Push hard Predatorial instinct, built for the kill Commando - Stones in the water Commando - The Age of Nero Keep looking for morning In the shelter of night (While) we renew our strength Transfusing my blood New layers to the core I am ready now As the world kneels We push - Push hard Predetorial instinct, built for the kill Commando - Stones in the water Commando - The Age of Nero 02. The Wolfpack
She's roaming free
Tucked with a lifeline She's haunting me Rocked by the netherworld Consciously comes to me Down her knees Painfully she moans indeed Rapidly aggressively Daggers shine and daggers kill Nightfall Chaos alive Demonic The wolf pack Your path is lit Look for the alpha Drugged to the bone In the devils grip Consciously comes to me Down her knees Painfully she moans indeed Rapidly aggressively Daggers shine and daggers kill Nightfall Chaos alive Demonic The wolf pack War craft of the witch Ceremonial ritual This is the dream That came to follow me Nightfall Chaos alive Demonic The wolf pack 03. Black Crow On A Tombstone
Hidden under it's wings
The darkness you wish to hide Bearer of ugly truths Grey... Sombre morning Through blurry glass The black crow Here comes the messenger Found bringer of dark days Here comes the messenger Black crow on a tombstone Stare That reeks of death The posture Makes you tremble Here comes the messenger Found bringer of dark days Here comes the messenger Black crow on a tombstone (She'll) seek And find you Make you remember Here comes the messenger Found bringer of dark days Here comes the messenger Black crow on a tombstone Hidden under it's wings The darkness you wish to hide Bearer of ugly truths On a grey Sombre morning Through blurry glass The black crow Here comes the messenger Found bringer of dark days Here comes the messenger Black crow on a tombstone 04. Die By My Hand
They ride the winds
Avoiding resistance Choosing not to fight Wanting to live To lie another day Pale figures in life And so in death... A painful existence Wanting so much Yearning to be You know you lose And I know it hurts Die by my hand As close as you'll ever get Die by my hand Accept defeat and find peace You seek the truth That you define Waving the flag Of the pitiful (kind) You could never prepare For my battle cry Die by my hand As close as you'll ever get Die by my hand Accept defeat and find peace 05. My Skin Is Cold
My skin is cold and the birds fly free
Over my head, where winter grows A heathens call, stand up or fall This world is yours, for you to rule This, the blood of sin Flows freely This unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold Black metal rock and a scent of leather And bloodstained gold With rain and wind come times of change, And dreams come true I go with you, on the path we make This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold Snow covered mountain I gaze in awe Wondering who and what was here before I made my mark on that sacred soil This phoenix rose from a pit of pain This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold One nations man carrying the weight, Of a peoples disgrace This is the turnaround! Driven by birthright and godsent will The time has come for you to rule This, the blood of sin Flows freely This, unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold - your skin is cold 06. The Sign Of The Trident
Axis of faith
Raw, and untamed in spirit To do and undo... We chew this world And Spit it out Opinions rise and opinions fall At the end of days The trident stands tall With limitless range Illuminates all Answers to no one Certain and bold It makes us Stick to the cause The wear and tear Of agony stretched It makes us... It makes us stick to the cause The dust cloud left From a charging bull Broken bones and bridges burnt Fuck them all - It never stops The Sign of the Trident Stands paramount, eternal and tall With tears in our eyes Above them all Answers to no one Certain and bold It makes us Stick to the cause The wear and tear Of agony stretched It makes us... It makes us stick to the cause Nothing, no nothing can challenge this call Larger than life, soul and sound Of undying tribal war The cracking whip Held by and iron fist Determined and loyal A constellation of bright shining stars Answers to no one Certain and bold It makes us Stick to the cause The wear and tear Of agony stretched It makes us... It makes us stick to the cause 07. Last Man Standing
Death's raw warrior
Enslaver of youth High-bound sorcerer Celebrated overlord Solidly... Monstrously... Last Man Standing! Unmasked Emperor Scavenger and bait Wrathful conqueror Reverend and overlord Consciously... Destiny... Last Man Standing! Death's new warrior Powerful, not vain Newborn, not blind Celebrated overlord Victory... Proudly... Last Man Standing! Unmasked emperor Ready for more Shadow lain wanderer Reverend and overlord 08. Den Siste
I det stille Rom
I det klare sinn Et nakent lerret Foran han En urørt mark Allmektighet Av riket stort Den siste var Allmektighet Endelig Vår siste stund En kjempes slag Det bor i han Et storslått hjerte Den siste kriger Som aldri ga seg Som skulle frem Den siste stund I naken drakt Nå står vi her På avgrunds mark Den siste dag Vi visste kom På moder jord Fordervet sjel Vrir sitt indre Fordømte barn Av Satans sol Du skynker For eget seil Forbannet vaere Ditt daue sinn Herre... Makt... Sett dem fri I storsinns tegn En langsom ferd For en herdet sjel Det ville seg Det måtte skje Naturens gang Allmektighet Av rike stort Den siste vår Allmektighet Endelig Vår siste stund En Kjempes slag Et skjaer av lys Som kaster håp På en fattig mann Som ikke vet Hva bor i han Et salig tegn På undergang Den siste stund I naken drakt Nå står vi her På avgrunds mark Den siste dag Naturens gang Vårt endelikt |