Darkthrone - A Blaze In The Northern Sky [Full Album 1992]

Lyrics to A Blaze In The Northern Sky [Full Album 1992] by Darkthrone

Tracklist: 01. Kathaarian Life Code Face of the goat in the mirror We've become a race of the cursed seeds I entered the soul of the snake We are a blaze in the northern sky Desert... Night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eats through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only night This is where he made sculptures From the visions that created the force Baphomet in steel For the flesh of cain A throne made by remains Of twelve holy disciples New disciples rose One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union A throne made by remains Of twelve holy disciples And each beast of the land Took its own way in living The seven forbidden things Were eternally desecrated Desert... Night... Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark Red eyes eats through The vast nocturnal landscape A strong light - the only night New disciples rose One by one, ten by ten All met under the desert moonlight Knowledge fired across the landscape Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union Kathaaria was built - world without end 02. In The Shadow Of The Horns Face 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 Upon the thrones In the shadow of the horns Cleansed like the air in the night World without end We've become a race of the cursed seeds For five united forces In the eternal dawn The kings that held their heads high The triumph of chaos - has guided our path We circles the holy Sinai - our swords gave wings Invisible force of our abyssic hate Our seeds boil as we gaze upon the new millennium Weeping by the graves of the glorious ones So the hardened frost melts away Clouds gather across a freezing moon I kiss the goat - witchcraft still breathes 03. Paragon Belial I lay enshrined Contaminated time warp My flesh yearns For the tombworld My soul like layers of frost Simulating a spectre shadow Frozen in time and space I was hacked out of ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different world Surrounding me Chilling voices fill my head - I open my eyes; The boiling sea beneath The castle of Faust Belial finally comes forth: "The ancient white light writings Were just lying men and their pens You are the same, only in black Return with the knowledge Of making your own god." Dream king of the tombworld: I enter into an eternal oath Creating my paragon belial 04. Where Cold Winds Blow Where cold winds blow I was layed to rest I can not reach my rusty weapons; The blood and sword that guided my path For they drowned in the sands of wisdom I was, indeed, a king of the flesh My blackened edges; still they were sharp Honoured by the carnal herdes But asketh thou: closed are the gates? My mind cut my winged weapons The teeth that was my pride And from the forest all would hear: "Wisdom opens the gate for the king" My weapons sighted - my tears they tasted Summon my warriors - to the land of desire To the domain of hate - where cold winds blew For lust for hell - we rode with the north wind Only I could accomplish a fucken self-deceit There are only two paths - the mind or the sword And the mind was open like the sights in a dream But the sword was like a stone around my neck I entered the soul of the snake And slept with the armageddish whore But without my throne and my weapons; Where cold winds blow became my grave 05. A Blaze In The Northern Sky Hear 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 Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy Hear a haunting chant We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are ours 06. The Pagan Winter Horned 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 Kept for the obscure ones Candles hold the only light Sextons hide in fear For this eternal winter A new god ruled the sky The million hands of joy Have something holy to burn From the top of the world one could see The white light servants flee Engulfed in an infernal cyclone Created by our blasphemy Religious bodies crossed the sky The vision was our wine Roar of fire, feeble fools Into the furnace fire Face of the goat in the mirror We've become a race of the cursed seeds I entered the soul of the snake We are a blaze in the northern sky