Тексты песен «Mortiis»

Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground. I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound. An evil place once lovely and fair. Itis gardens are grey, sad voices of despair. A village old, pillaged and raped. All itis...

Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground. I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound. An evil place once lovely and fair. Ita?as gardens are grey, sad voices of despair. A village old, pillaged and raped. All ita?as...

Harken! Warriors, for our creator now urge us onwards... Again we shall travel To conquer and kill! By sword, axe and hand... Into the gate of stars... Out into lands new and unconquered... We march now... We heed the...

Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground. I feel a prescence of evil, a silent sound... A village old, pillaged and raped, houses rotten or burnt... Here are signs of battles of old... Raided for their virgins and...

First journey; En Mork Horisont Second journey: Visjoner av ev eldgammel Fremtid "In all the candles that I burn, I see the formations of horizons dark. And in my mind hear voices cry, so sad. Behind the forests (what...

The marsh land that is down and deep, Holds me tight it's clutching me. Like black cold chains forever, Dragging me towards hell's misery. The things that I've seen with Your eyes. The things that You choose not to...

Антиразумный Болотистая местность, низкая и глубокая, Сжимает меня, она затягивает меня. Как черная холодная цепь, навсегда, Тащит меня прямиком в адские муки. Вещи, которые я увидел в ваших глазах. Вещи,...

The stars form the gate again Soon we shall arrive in the new world... Soon merciless war and destruction Shall fall upon the unknowing... Weapon in hand and death in our eyes We march to attack... Soon the folk of here...

Does it bother you, did it not obey you? Does it anger you, did it not please you? Does it bother you, did it not consider you? Is it killing you, did it not care for you? (I pray) these sores will never heal Come...

Beat down, fucked up. I"m drinkin" blood from the devil"s cup. Now what you tell me. I can"t even get shit for free. Hey girl, I"ll have to go. Ain"t got no money so let"s go slow. In my room, this living hell. A...

Beat down fucked up I'm drinking blood from the devils cup Now what you tell me I can't even get shit for free Hey girl i'll have it to go Ain't got no money so lets go slow In my room this living hell A living hell in...

How mightily ye shineth in the night, my creator. I swirl..I drift.. I am air, and I am thought.. My thoughts are fierce, the change is on... Yet it is far away. I am newborn, yet they call me ancient.. I feel a...

In the cold wastes of north-world stand I. Raging, towering above barren plains of frost.. Those plains, fields eternal, pained by biting cold.. At the end of the world I am. The last monument of power..So sing songs,...

Jeg ser der borte mrke skoger. Og jeg hrer triste stemmer grte. Jeg ser fremtidens svarte skygger, Danse for mine yne. Jeg hrer tomheten i Ulvenes jakt-hul. Og fler meg tilrugket - til det ukjente Jeg ser en trist...

Jeg ser der borte mrke skoger. Og jeg hrer triste stemmer grte. Jeg ser fremtidens svarte skygger, Danse for mine yne. Jeg hrer tomheten i Ulvenes jakt-hul. Og fler meg tilrugket - til det ukjente Jeg ser en trist...

English translate: Reflections Of Horizont's Dark In all the candles that I burn, I see the formations of horizons dark. And in my mind hear voices cry, so sad. Behind the forests (what do they hide?). In my nightmares...

I'm going back, thinking about all the changes. I'm going back to all those wasted years. I see the rise and fall of the world I lived in. This time it doesn't seem real at all. But I took the fall and on came all the...

Каждый уходит Я возвращаюсь, думая обо всех переменах. Я возвращаюсь ко всем тем растраченным годам. Я вижу рост и падение мира, в котором я жил. Это время не кажется сейчас столь реальным. Но я выдержал падение и...

I want you to descend. I want you to fall down. I want to be the end - Of everything you've ever done. The cities that I built, The forests that I grew, Got stained by your filth, And now they smell like you. You...

Bitter taste the western waters.. (wonder ye never what the horizont hides?) And bitter are the tales and stories of the sea whose waves now beat against the stones in the cold and dark north.. They speak often of...