Текст песни «Bathory - Possessed»

(Recorded February 1985. Released on album "The Return", May 1985)

Witching hour bad moon is on the rise
I can't resist its infernal cold power
When it blaze into my eyes

Feel I am slowly changing
Begin to lose my track
Hatred poison my veins
I am cold and my heart turns black

I am POSSESSED

I am trapped in its icecold blaze
It drains the warmth from my soul
Feel the dread and my mind is in torment
And still its eye of death glow so cold

I am confused
Feel my strength slowly fading
Oh hear my cries for help and mercy

I am POSSESSED


@SONG "Raise The Dead"
(Recorded June 1984. Released on album "Bathory", October 1984)

"Dust to dust"...
I gasp for air
I scream for sight
and fight against
torment and dread
Calling the vengeance
I tear at the lid
and promise to raise
from the dead

RAISE THE DEAD [RAISE THE DEAD RAISE THE DEAD]

Black witch of beauty
all hell's necromancers
give me the powers of hell
Mistress of curse
reapers and vultures
Demons stand up
and chime the bell

RAISE THE DEAD [RAISE THE DEAD RAISE THE DEAD]

[*** from *** ***
we shall rise]

Suddenly powers comes
from within
Muscles and mind are
filled with wrath
I burst out in frenzy
powers of hell
and break up the
tomb and the dark

RAISE THE DEAD [RAISE THE DEAD RAISE THE DEAD]