Vredensdal - Silence Is Eternal [Full Album 2021]

Lyrics to Silence Is Eternal [Full Album 2021] by Vredensdal

Tracklist: 01. Cold Northern Hellscape Born in the sun The cross burning bright In fields of purity and solace A Crumbling affair Between morality and allegiance Hooded toil, blood and soil Cold rain turns the ashes to smoke I can feel deeper when I envision the hammer Cold Northern Hellscape Cold Northern Hellscape Blazing white Emerald rain The fires of autumn Dead inside I am revived... So cold Woken by slumber The tree of the wise one My spirit be unbroken by a vision of the rising northland Forever cold Forever at war The Eternal infernal Winters embrace The burning oak Solstice of forgotten wounds Black flame burns Incinerating the seal Of the forthcoming storm in nature's tomb 02. Ice in My Heart Frozen limbs Chilled to the bone Skin a bluish hue Statuesque Eyes like glass Tormented past Spit fire Killer instinct Winds of pure malevolence Cut like a scythe The tingling hate That I embrace So cold, solidifies my fortress Weapon against the self Muscles seizing A shiver down your fucking spine Winds of pure malevolence Cut like a scythe Blood stones shatter on impact Swallowed into the frigid nights Ice in my heart Sharper than steel 1000 shards of regret An attempt to breath Logic bereaved Eulogy of frosted breath Frozen tundra Blood of the north Crystalline catatonia Beneath the earth Fermented will I find warmth only in dark Twenty below Tragedies blow No flame can touch the ice in my heart 03. Fødd i ei grav Fødd i ei grav Tvungen å krype utan bein Ingen forløper til min eksistens Månen medan den skin Eg finn inga meining Til denne ubegripelege torturen Åleine i mørkret Som regnet som fossar ned Den berolegande lyden av gnissande tenner Tom og blind Ein tanke utan sinn Dansande til takta av blasfemi Ein skog av djevlar Mitt eige blod er mi gift Eg har lengta etter friheita i døden Motstille seg døden og med det skape Hugs lukta av forfalle kjøt Å dekode demonens eldgamle innfall Eg svergar til eggen Eit dødfødd lik 04. Misanthrophecy Savagely violent against the refrain My conscious is damaged no longer Crackling faces Eyes like serpents Commandeering the will of the tyrant A masochistic void The tide of the ancients Loosing the grip on eternity Mistaken by flesh Scourge of rotting remains Placating the height of indifference A web in your throat The spiders below Saving their venom for no one Bitterness is my gift And with it I stir you up Three decades in and I'm finally awake Been sleeping on a bed of nails Blood dripping from the weight of stupidity I've had to deal with Thought I could escape this miserable fate But there are so many of you I'm slowly failing to breathe We live to die Swallow my slander 05. The Slave to Unholy Logic Circle of life Amalgamation of the molested divine A choice of comforts or truth Hanging by the skin of just one tooth A fang perhaps, or a dulled gnaw Our gums always have blood on them because our food is always raw Still alive and still pointlessly kicking Turn around for a moment so I can show you the place of this knife I plan on sticking Kill everything kill everyone even and watch them bleed out if you must You've been polishing your pawns for so long you've let your metal turn to rust I'm getting sick of it, I already am I think that if I died quietly still no one would understand The point, the point I never really tried to make This point is far too sharp for you to just ignorantly take So Now you've been cut and your infested innards are out in the open The insects crawl up to your mouth in hopes to prevent you from speaking whats already been spoken I am fighting the urge to hate with the desire to kill At the moment I can only salivate at the thought of the thrill I called to the ancient darkness That raped my feeble soul I once was a dull boy But by evil made whole I didn't cry for friends and family I don't care for the loss of love I never felt more alive Than when I killed the god above! The slave to unholy logic 06. A Forest of Light Whispering branches Twisted my chances Walking in circles in a forest of light The rivers reflection melochromatic A trickling that mimics the laughter of children A great comfort in emptiness The blanket of your loss The presence of your worth Eternal disappointment A path made by man Dragging the footsteps of noone Quieting the joyful squander of the birds The visions beneath them From below their nest a pale cloud gently covers the sun A great comfort in emptiness The blanket of your loss The presence of your worth Eternal disappointment In the midst of the silence Corrupted by violence The shadow rests it's weary head Wept until pruned It's body assumed The position of defeat forever Walking circles in a forest light 07. Silence Is Eternal Defined by solitude I cannot open my eyes I am lifeless and rigid Unending grimness I have no desires Not even a passion to hate I exist without reason Carved from another's mind I recognize faint vibrations Of cheer and merriment I thirst for falling blood And the blanket of the black sun You cannot look upon my figure That adorns the courtyard of ghosts I pull out from your dripping soul What little joy that remained The great melting eye Drinking from a chalice of ink I have become your pupil A white canvas painted black My crown gilded with innocence A majestic perpetual stare Like a gargoyle in a castle of ruins Stone dead forever I stand in the place before the beginning And after the ending Where feeling does not exist (Where all intentions are infernal) Where control does not exist (Where all afflictions are internal) Where chaos reigns Supreme Where Silence is Eternal