Satyricon - The forest is my throne

Tekst :

Through years of knowledge, man rode the wings of evil
Through the enormous winter, three years without summer
Prepared for the battles of the north

I sat on my throne and watched between
The skies of a cold northern light
Knowing this was my ground, but those who turned their backs
Against my throne, only got my sword on their back!

I rose from my throne, and walked away with the wind
Through centuries of weakness
Only the strong follow me, on my crusade of darkness
In this land where the forest is my throne
I have come to re-hunt

Inne utwory

  • Inri
  • My skin is cold
  • Suffering the tyrants
  • Live through me
  • Possessed
  • Hvite krists drd
  • Woods to eternity
  • The dark castle in the deep forest
  • The pentagram burns
  • To the Mountains
  • Delirium
  • In the mist by the hills
  • The king of the shadowthrone
  • Repined bastard nation
  • Tied in bronze chains
  • Into the mighty forest
  • The darkness shall be eternal
  • Walk the path of sorrow

    • Losowe utwory

    Nie chcę nie umiem

    I
    Nie chcę , może nie umiem
    Chować się w tłumie
    W bezpieczny mrok

    Nie chcę , po prostu nie chcę
    Lubię powietrze
    Otwartych łąk

    II
    Wolna , czuję się wolna
    I niepokorna
    Lubiłabym

    Z ciszy ciasnej i gęstej
    Budzić się częściej
    Wolałabym

    Ref.:
    Wiem ,...

    Plaże

    Wiem, zamykasz oczy jak ja
    W sen uciekasz i w tamten świat
    Gdy ważniejsze nie było nic
    Jawą, snem
    Byłam ja
    Byłeś Ty

    Ciał rozgrzanych tryumfalny łuk
    Fal seanse u naszych stóp
    Czas równie leniwy jak my
    Ledwie trwał

    Inoculated life

    Normal Children s birth, some could be painful at times
    As the newborn rise, slowly all the pain will die
    While life grows inside, joy and fear dwells in my mind
    Everything went fine, until I got some weird pain inside of me

    Unable to eat, vomit endlessly
    Strange anomalies
    Something dwells inside, growing suddenly
    Then I...

    Disappearing act

    Come on now, the curtain is drawn
    And tomorrow stands before you
    Dressed and draped in a coal black cape
    Like a crow, he ignores you
    Look again, there s a beautiful girl
    Covered cinnamon a Holy land smile
    It s the great disappearing act
    Done once again for tomorrow
    As we re chasing our tails
    Biting our nails
    So...

    Down the road

    I m in a Kind of Foolish Game, I Try to Get Rich Quick,
    But I m Going Insane,
    The Kind of Freaks That Hang Out On 42nd Street
    They re All Pimpin Judys and Poppin Speed, Well
    It s a Game of Cat and Mouse, and I Think It s Got...