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Askebundet
10:19
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Oeyne forsvinner
Oppsvulmet kropp
ormer gnager paa innvoller
tarmer tyter
kropp svulmer opp
Ekskrementer vrimler av larver
Lidelse og store smerter
Tilhoerighet til jorden
Legg repet rundt halsen
Sjelen farer ut av munnen
En speilende straff
Plages til dommedag
tynget av jernlenker
Omringet av demoner
slept til avgrunnen
Doeden er det verste
Endelikt er doed, dom og helvete
Hva er verre enn doeden?
Hva er verre enn dommen?
Helvete!!!
Doedsdans i svart glans
Doedstunden er farefull
For sjelen kjemper
en kamp den lett taper
Skiller legemet
Nesebor stivner
Munnen forstrekkes
oeyne stirrer...tomt
Ansiktet blekner
Et avskyelig lik
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Bleeding Wounds
06:32
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Kneel at the cross
Nuns under God's
deceitful eyes
Palest of blue
Fill my belly
Spoils of his lies
Opens my mouth
breathe in despise
Revoke my soul
Spit in the face
of the elders
Piss on the robes
Chained to stones
Sacrifice this body
Angels eat
like wolves on sheep
Humanity's bleeding wounds
The firstborn's blood fresh
Pure trance-wanting
infant flesh
Smear the entrails
Warm and numb
Blood upon me
Entombed like abortion
Womb of rottendom
Humanoid childs
shacked and beaten
Lord of light
in darkness eaten
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Ingen Vet Jeg Var...
07:03
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I flammene der borte.....i natten
De slikker mitt skinn, som voks renner av mine armer
Proever aa brenne de demoner i mitt sinn
Nordiske frostvinder pisker mine ben
fra det dypeste helvete i Norge
De syke stemmer som runger fra fjellene
gjoer meg svak, forfyst og skjelvende
det klorer i min sjel, det roesker i mitt hjerte
Mitt hjerte saa kaldt, min hud saa varm
men jeg ber ikke om at doeden skal bli
Skriker av smerte, der min hud slipper taket
Blod taarer fra mine oeyne, et grusomt syn
Doeden er ikke her, men min sjel glir bort
Aa leve uten aa vaere, er min skjebne's laere
Aldri igjen aa doe, aldri igjen aa leve
udoedelig liv uten en sjel i natten
er som doeden uten livet
Godt uten ondt
En haer uten leder
Gud uten Satan
I denne fordervelse jeg evig vandrer
I et oenske om all slags doed
hjemsoekt, men stille....
....Ingen vet jeg var....
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Svartelder Norway
Svartelder, translates to old black fires to english. The fire started burning already in 2005, with Doedsadmiral and Tjalve, but the debut EP "Askebundet" wasn't released until 10 years later- in 2016, they signed a contract with Italian label Dusktone, and released their debut album "Pyres" in 2016, and the follow up "Pits" in 2019. ... more
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