A Blaze In The Northern SkyHear a Haunting Chant
Lying in the Northern wind
As the Sky turns Black
clouds of Melancholy
rape the Beams
of a Devoid Dying Sun
and the Distant Fog approaches
A New Dimension1. Twilight Dimension 00:43 instrumental
2. Snowfall 09:04 instrumental
Band members
Gylve Drums
Ted Guitars
Ivar Guitars
Dag Bass
Across The VacuumGurning Victim - Insane on Pain
Bridges Burnt - Future Creamated
Cursed by Damnation - Menial Shreddings
Across the Vacuum; - The Churning Souls
Irrationally Panzergrim Fears
Impending Havoc Nears
Demons of Lost Years and Seconds
Alle Gegen AlleDemented anemic minions
Fuelled on crack propaganda
It's allright to love yourself
If you hate yourself
Alle gegen alle
Extract magic
Inflict havoc
Archipelago One by one, they fell into the sea
The gleam extinguished; arduos future
wait for me
Gravity; the deep pulls me under
Darkness fills me, and I gurgle as is
sink
THE CLOUDS ABOVE ARE DARK, I CAN FEEL IT!
Arctic ThunderОднажды Томас Фишер копался среди материала, подготовленного для нового альбома Triptykon, и нашёл интересные вещи: неиспользованные заготовки для легендарного "To Mega Therion". Но вот удивление и оживление сменились задумчивостью. "Хм, и что мне делать с этой ерундой теперь?", - подумал Фишер. В итоге у Тома так и не появилось никакого желания возиться с выпуском неизданного раритета, а для Triptykon такой материал ну никак не подходил, поэтому музыкант не стал париться и подарил его своим норвежским кентам из Darkthrone. Так на свет появился "Arctic Thunder".
В общем, уважаемый слушатель, то, что ты только что прочитал, является шутеечкой, но все мы помним про долю правды. Участники Darkthrone никогда не скрывали свою пламенную любовь к творчеству Hellhammer и ранних Celtic Frost. Да и как тут скрыть, когда слышно всё? Альбом "Total Death" был трибьютом первой волне блэка. И там даже были использованы риффы, которые фигурировали на релизах обоих упомянутых проектов Тома Фишера. Ну и, конечно, немалое влияние этих легендарных формаций было замечено в различные периоды творчества норвежцев, особенно начиная со второй половины 90-х, когда Фенриз и Ноктюрно стали во всю заигрывать с блэк-н-ролльными фишками. Ну а "Arctic Thunder" - это прямо откровенный Celtic Frost-воршип.
Однако это не последний сюрприз. Если посмотреть на динамику эволюции Darkthrone, то, опустив из вида раннее дэт-металическое творчество, можно наблюдать за довольно плавным переходом от классического блэк-метала до неклассифицируемой мешанины из блэк-, хэви-, спид-, канадского и прочих металов. "Arctic Thunder" оказывается настоящей бомбой, взорвавшей скепсис самых гипертрофированных реалистов. Darkthrone, пусть и немножко, но вспомнили про свои блэковые корни.
Как уже должно было стать ясно, это не триумфальное возвращение звучания 1992-1995 гг, но блэк-метал на "Arctic Thunder" присутствует в куда больших количествах, чем на любом другом альбоме группы за последний десяток лет. Возможно, "The Underground Resistance" можно назвать альбомом, отличающимся от серии ближайших предшественников. Но там было своего рода развитие тамошних идей. На "Arctic Thunder" же замечается этакий прыжок через те альбомы назад, к более ранним работам.
As Desertshadows - GoatlordI must embrace visual hell
To satisfy
US
"Satisfy us... satisfy us...
- to satisfy us!"
"Rape the Whores in Blasphemy
I am HIM while I feast upon your flesh"
Atomic ComingPrepare your swollen apathy
Or forge numerous sturdy platforms
Behemoth tankers of mankind
Are now leaking nuclear fear
Atomic coming! Prepare
Atomic coming! Forge
Atomic coming! Behold
Bad AttitudeI try to keep a good attitude,
Each and every day,
But you're talking business,
When I want to play.
You're always in my way,
You're always in my way.
Beholding the Throne of MightWhen hell calls your name
There's no way back
And the burning slaves
And the burning holy
Will be seen from afar
As the new risen throne (star)
And when the fires have burned
Black Daimon - GoatlordDaimon, Daimon...
It's been years...
Daimon, Daimon...
Since I discovered the other world...
The other world!
With shadows draped around me!
Daimon, Daimon... Ååååå
Daimon, Daimooon... Ååååå
Black Mountain TotemI am in a mountain cave,
The night is playing outside!
Seas yonder swim in starlight
Swirling fires grace the plains...
There are treasures (the) night can't hide
And within me things no sun can see
This is where I stood my ground - opened gates for you and me
BlackwingedThe urge...so strong
To do the devil's work.
The flock of jesus christ
I will rape your souls
till you see the devil clear
Blackwinged
BlasphemerIn the quest for shudders I was as the absence
melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
are the glorious those who triumph
in a kingdom of eternity?
Canadian MetalSex With Satan the loudest song
Sounds like a hammer from hell
Pyrokinesis and Take This Torch
Sounds that fill me with no remorse
Canadian Metal
Whimsical Uproar, Tortured Souls,
Come Warfare, The Entire DoomNow the time has come
Creep, bleed, pain, you die
Regret, confess, tears, you lie
Mourningstar, the coldest steel
From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold
Learning slow, no real path to go
Struck by the stars, again and again
CommandBarbwired empty dreams
Existence is futile
Down deeper down
Rock bottom reality
Avoiding edges
Still drawn to death
Removing arsenic
CromlechInto the abyss I fall
And Dark is the Reich of the dead.
A portal to reach to the side,
Where bodies fall from the sky.
Solitude and Peace of mind
Entombed in Cromlech.
Yes, flee over the River Styx
And join the dead with joy.
Det Svartner NaTrilingual babel bastards
Hate at first sight
Cryptic blame enhancer
onto greyer pastures
Hail Hail onward Hail
Agnostic results from satanic wombs
Divided We StandDivided we stand
Knucklescraping pain
Unlocked and insecure
To be all open wounds
Down there I see you
No no, further
Feebly twinkling
Duke of GloatToo old to wring the secret from the master
The well you encountered as a child
Merely acknowledging the beacon now
And now you are not well any longer
So this is the pact of the gloat
Double hell for all
All to repair and one to watch
Earth's Last PictureWe sail the seas, of negativity
to banish kindness from this place
(Sans scruples, sans humility)
To behold the fierceness of wolves
assailing ye saints thoroughly
(Sans love, sans compassion)
En Vind av SorgEn Vind Av Sorg
La seg tungst
omkring
De Eldstes hus
En eim av Frost
pa en allerede Frossen sjel
Et savn av Hyllest
Fuck Off And DieIf you think my castle
Is built on sand
Well bring on the tides
You can fuck off and die
If you think my patience
Is ocean vast
Or river deep
Fucked Up And Ready To DieStripping on twisted knives in miscreation
Norway be my grave
Increasingly insecure
Combine with stagnant joy
Half my life in your name
Fucked up and ready to die
Death just takes a moment
Suffering is forever
Gather For Attack On The Pearly GatesBrothers of north, brothers of doom
Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin
The shadows of our warrior souls
will float with infernal speed
Souls of christ, prepare for fight
We'll crush your halls with bonecrushing
Graveyard Slut(I) first saw you at the graveyard
nice rack n' all
Creepy & lost in a fucked up head
aftershock dark woods and blurry lights
Graveyard sluts!
Graveyard sluts!
Graveyard sluts!
Green Cave Float - GoatlordI am the fountainstorm from a black heart
I am the desert of redemption
I soar on dead wings of sin
I am pre-nun with a cracked virginity
The arrows of my direction... failed to hit me *
[The arrows of moderation failed to hit me] **
But the ones who came with fear and hate
Grizzly Trade - Dark Thrones and Black FlagsDrastic Duties cloak my mind
In darkness they can't see my game
All walls are drawing nearer
Keep on pushing, I'll be born again
Court-marshaled for doing my job
- Bitterness scraping at my thoughts
The stupid eyes of the world are watching
Hanging Out In Haiger - Dark Thrones and Black FlagsI'm in the air!!!
Hell bent for a rockarolla trip
City lights wave beneath
This year it's Germany!!!
At the end of a dark ride
Guided by the general's eye
With a couple of die hards
Hans siste vinterEn mann drog for å lage ild,
Om hjertet brant hans sjel, var vill
I et slag hvor far var glemt, det ble hans lange, kalde siste vinter.
Vræææææl
En kriger stor, med kovnet sinn
I tåkedal, han ble ført inn
Hate Is the LawSevered seven arms
Vienna 1683
Elitness opprør
i takt mot avgrunnen
Observe-
Orient– silent majority
Decide-
Hiking Metal PunksMarching on... Rain or shine
Mammoths of the forest... Worlds collide
Hiking Metal Punks... Forever!!!
Hiking Metal Punks... Forever!!!
Alenenatt ved Spaalens bredd
Stjerneklar natt over Aassjoebrenna
His Masters VoiceONLY IN SLEEP SOME RELIEF COULD BE FOUND
NINTH CIRCLE BOUND
GORGEOUS RADIOACTIVE STRUCTURES
HEAVING WITH THEIR DORMANT PULSE
TIED TO THE MAST
WITH HIS MASTERS VOICE
THIS WILL NEVER LAST
I Am The Working ClassЯ рабочий класс
21 год минимальной зарплаты
Нет проблем с физическим трудом
Ты шагнул в 90-е, хочешь показать
мне как,
Что ж, мне не нужны грёбанные одолженья!
I En Hall Med Flesk Og MjodI en gammel ask hang en Naskald gubbe
Under en Svart himmel hvorfra Regnet fosset ned
Ingen for dithen for a hugge liket ned
For ingen kunne vite hvorhen hengingen fant sted
Ensom mann han var Da han dro til Valfars plass
Han ankom iført Brynje til et storslått Grimt Palass
Tusen år var gått siden forrige mann kom dit
I, VoidhangerDreary bitter soul sets
Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time
Clenching onto the void
Laming intense shivering terror
Evolution of the mind
Severe plunging lightning
Cracking, trembling, reeling
Iconoclasm Sweeps CappadociaBurn the crucifix.
Cremate the sould of the Virginborn
Freeze the shadow of ashes and let
it float away by the Thunder listener's
intense eyelash movements under their
concentration to open the cosmic lid
Cursh not only our surrounding walls
of curiosity, but also the hordes
In His Lovely Kingdom - GoatlordLover of all!!!
- Face the Apocalypse
They fade away under the black rain
And flowers remain.
Flowers to step on
Flowers to burn
In Honour Of Thy NameSinking deeper into the fabric
Investing more in the movement
Facing east
Skin 'em alive
Scar tissued shadows
Grease factories for weapons
In The Shadow Of The Horns - A Blaze In The Northern SkyFace of the Goat in the Mirror
Eyes Burn like (an) October Sunrise
As Once they Gazed upon the Hillside
Searching for the Memories...
In the Shadow of the Horns
only seen by the Kings
of the Dawn (of the) First Millennium
LifelessDepreived of Will
Three Feel in the Grave
Decaying Soul
Myself I shall Kill
Life Less
Depreived
Lifeless
Man Tenker Sitt - Sardonic WrathMan tenker sitt...
Når tro ranker
Inkrøkt i seg selv
Kun klaustrofobi(en) er en redning
Man tenker sitt
Nag hammadi
Man tenker sitt
Natassja In Eternal SleepAlcohol is in my veins
Tears fall as I think of you
The true memory you left me with
Is a key to the wine of melancholy
I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows
As you hurted on that stake they burnt my soul as well
Your pure feelings, your pure hate, it was not enough
Neptune TowersLandscapes of frozen methane
Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes
I was sent here to describe and tease
The minds of the fantasy kings (of my homeland)
On a ship of curiosity I sail
((Oh) what treasure can be found here!)
And why must eyes face this
Unearthly show of morbid climate
Norway in September - Dark Thrones and Black FlagsThose Cold Nights are back again
Norway Morning greet my daily toil
That Old familiar smell
Fallen leaves return to our Soil
From the First Day it has been with Me
Since My First steps Outside it's been
there
Over Fjell Og Gjennom TornerOver fjell og gjennom Torner
Gjennnom den One Dunkle Skog
DÃ som ein Kriger, Hodet pa eit tre
Skj‘r i kjÃtt. Naler dype i huden ned.
Ravners nebb i Blod vil fratse
efter Slaget har holdt sted
Pansrede kropper i Grusom kamp
Pure Demoniac Blessing - Goatlord"The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
COME TO ME
Possess me as I burn
Into your painted realms"
Come the raging chaos
Rule power from your soul
QuintessenceEIGHT MILES DEEP THE WELL FORGOTTEN BY MORTALS
OH, I DRANK IT EMPTY IN ONE SINGLE SIP
EIGHT MILES WIDE THE VALLEY BEYOND ALL HOPE
OH, I FILLED THE WHOLE WITH ONE SINGLE FIST
FIVE MILLION CHRISTIANS ON A RIDE TOWARDS US
OH, I SLAUGHTERED THE BUNCH WITH ONE SINGLE HIT (WITH MY SPEAR)
FIVE MILLION WOMEN SO ALONE IN THE NIGHT
OH, I HAD THEM ALL SATISFIED PROFUSELY (EVERY NIGHT BY MYSELF)
Raining Murder - Plaguewielder Hung out to dry
Liquid rites engulf
Eaten alive
Again and again
It's raining murder here
and the caves are cold
I curse the skies
Ravishing GrimnessImpersonal Whirling Cinical Hate
Abrupt Irritation Morphed (into) Anger
Pounding Exploding Ravishing Grimness
Genes Drenced in Ferocious Wrath
Chronic Deviant Mood Reactions
Vindicative Instincts reeted with Glee
Conpletely Born and Built to Loathe
RexEngulfed in frost
I sailed our dreams
gloomy inner landscapes come to life
I am the wolf in the darkest scene
Phantasms sweep my role
I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride
Running For BordersDrowned in stellar dust
We create beginning and end
...Crumbles constantly
We know the center of End
...Who are you on stage?
Breathe deeply-
Lungs filled with waste
RustI come from a land
of systematic erasure of optimism and positivness
You don't want to encourage me
Slowly corroding your fortified norm
Leaving you bitter, grim and sober
With rigid cramp or silent fear
Sin OriginForward into this battle
That no one can win
Labyrinth trench on torn land
Sin origin, sin driven
I am of pride and contempt
A crossfire volunteer
Laughing while my world get trampled
Skald Au Satans SolTåken tetner
Mørket faller
Ondskap slumrer
Skogen Kaller
Her ute i Dyrets domene
Gjennomen dyster Gusten Skog
Engler løper engler flyr
Skald Av Satans Sol"Skald Av Satans Sol"
"Скальд солнца Сатаны"
Туман плотнеет, падает Тьма,
Злоба дремлет, лес зовёт.
По приговору ангелы исчезают,
Ангелы улетают прочь
С моего собственного кладбища.
Slottet I Det FjerneВидишь ли ты замок вдали
И его светлый шумный праздник,
На котором танцуют, на котором смеются,
На котором погрязли в неосторожном грехе?
И под солнцем, которому (они) будто поклоняются,
Справляют они год новый - так глупо.
Позорный грех, который боги считают
Striving For A Piece Of LuciferStriving for a piece of Lucifer
Don't you know it can never be digested?
I've noticed a (certain) lack of demons lately
And it really worries me sick
Let's see who stands when the smoke clears
Keep kicking that litter our way
We ain't about to throw the fight here
Stylized Corpse - Circle the Wagons(music and lyrics by Nocturno Culto)
Walk around, like royalty
Just a stylized corpse
Life has reached the end
on the inside
Proud of what you have "achieved"
Summer Of The Diabolical Holocaust - Under a Funeral MoonCome the raging chaos, rule power from your soul
Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe
All souls coloured the face of the moon
Shall suffer the eclipse
You must know that I no longer can see
the difference of dream and reality
For the walls have been sieged
Sunrise Over Locus MortisThe dark and cold wastelands of
Grey dust softens when my downturned
Triangular teardrops covers the ground
This secret got lost to the shepherd's flock
My burning skin connects with the sands of time
And thus the holy angels appear...
"Drag THEM through the mud" I cried
"Instead of me"
The BeastElapsed Chainless Activity
Timeless Contradiction
Born Without Flesh
Stand - Still Movement
Nothing is In Perspective
Smashing Ground
Concious, Aware...
Mindflight Fully Digested
The Claws of TimeTrapped in the Claws of Time
Bone Hard Deathsane
Necrohatred By Angels
Beneath the Cruust, Shredding Moans
Pretenders of Sorrow
Elder Perserverance Learns
Fakers of Deathyearns
The Claws Of Time - Ravishing GrimnessTrapped in the Claws of Time
Bone Hard Deathsane
Necrohatred By Angels
Beneath the Cruust, Shredding Moans
Pretenders of Sorrow
Elder Perserverance Learns
Fakers of Deathyearns
The Cult Of Goliath666 steps ahead
I can not be traced
You sense my presence here
Like fear of cancer
HAIL BABYLON!
The cult of Goliath
Scraping on my fence
The Hardship of the ScotsYou buy your home
And follow a dream
No politics here
Just self esteem
A heart warms up
To where you feel home
No bastard rule of religion
The Hordes of NebulahScent of (the) Flying Shadows
are in the Eyes of the Vast Uranus
for these Eyes have seen
the horses of the Universe fade away
Oh, Father (the) Fog of Nebula
your faithful children have escaped
The Walls of Eternity
The Key is Inside the WallThe key is inside the wall
Every wall. Every way
Every minute. You don't understand
Dying reveals the wish
Wishing is the beyond
A seance is beyond
Talk to the four keys
The Ones You Left BehindTHE RUSH! THE LIGHTS!
They draw you
EXCITED! DELIGHTED!
They form you
CREATING! DICTATING!
The new you
OUTDATING! PREVENTING!
That old you
The Pagan WinterHorned Master of Endless Time
Summon thy Unholy Disciples
Trained for Centuries to Come.
Gather on the highest Mountain
United by Hatred;
The final Superjoint Ritual...
This, The Pagan Winter
The Serpents HarvestFeel the burning flame
as the sun in the desert sand
Sense tghe grief as the knives of torment
Shreds your soul
Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape
Hordes from infernal wastelands united
Under blackened wings
Souls under the serpents banner
The WatchtowerNocturnal flight, no shadows cast
A distant symbol of our beyond
Life lies in front of us
Sacred Ground, Rotten Earth
Ashes To Dust
Flesh Decomposed
Caressing the sacred ground
The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker - Dark Thrones and Black FlagsIn the depths of the underground
Through the nurseries of real metal sound
Governing the molten core
No more slavery anymore
THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER
THE WINDS! THEY CALLED - THE DUNGEON SHAKER
Those Treasures Will Never Befall YouShaken and stirred in the dungeons!
Why is it you find yourself there?
Left in the mud - without a torch
(a fruitless endeavour) and no one cares!
...no they don't - ah!
Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams
Those treasures will never befall you - they're out of reach
Those Treasures Will Never Befall You - Circle the WagonsShaken and stirred in the dungeons!
Why is it you find yourself there?
Left in the mud - without a torch
(a fruitless endeavour) and no one cares!
...no they don't - ah!
Seen stumbling around in darkness - questioning honours and dreams
Those treasures will never befall you - they're out of reach
To Walk the Infernal Fields - Under a Funeral MoonFrom the abode of demons
A wing of the pentagram
Comes the juice that painted
My heart and my soul
Swept in black they are
Swept in black I am
Too Old, Too ColdNothing to prove
Just a hellish rock'n roll freak
You call your metal black
It's just plastic lame and weak
We're too old
Too cold
Too old
Transilvanian HungerTransilvanian hunger cold, soul
Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt
The mountains are cold... soul, cold
Careful pale, forever at night
Take me can't you feel the call
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber
Triumphant GleamBearer of Sword
Stands beyond (the) Triumphant
As Eternal Night falls
On the Planet of (almost full) Void
Weaves War with a gesture of Might
Fallen are the Souls
Blinded by the Warrior Dreams
Finds the star invisible
Underdogs And OverlordsRevel in the glory of system failure
When arrogance marries power
Conceal with the cloak of philantropie
Let the stinking dogs lie
Evil takes all side
Fast and untouchable
True, hard, raw and crusty
Underdogs and Overlords - The Cult is AliveRevel in the glory of system failure
when arrogance marries power
conceal with the cloak of philantropie
let the stinking dogs lie
Evil takes all sides
fast and untouchable
true, hard, raw and crusty
Unholy Black MetalWhen the sun has died
When the angels are blind
When the pig lies thick
Over the palace of god
When the fullmoon lights the earth
When the wolves gather in the open
When blood rains from heaven high
Wake of the AwakenedYEARNING GHOSTS IN FLIGHT
AND THEN IT DAWNS ON YOU
OUT THERE IN THE NIGHT
TOWARDS THE ROOM WHICH IS NOT LIT
DECAPITATE SYMPATHY
CANNOT MUSTER THE OUTREACH
DENY THE HELPING HANDS
Weakling Avenger"It's not by death, but by LIFE, that death kills life"
Weakling avenger
on grains of drain
Life
wielding ultimate death
Bombastic necrohell
Whisky FuneralFuckin' forced to sleep
In this life
Enough time to be sober
In death
Whisky
Funeral
Whisky
Ytterst I LivetYtterst i livet
Geleider av fordervede faddere
Klorer seg fast
i horder av falske profeter
Kynisk propaganda
Over forkrøplede sinn
Oppvigleri og forledelse